Per cy/sephone Jackson and the lightning thief
I do not own the Percy Jackson series.
Until the battle with Mrs. Dodds the story is mostly from the book before beginning to change, but still follows the book.
The information about kitsune is from the internet, and a few things of my own creation for this story.
Chapter 2: The fates cut a life thread.
I was used to the occasional weird experiences, comes with being able to turn I to a female kitsune firstborn daughter of Hestia, but usually they were over quickly. Both Grover and Mr. Brunner were acting strange like they were trying to figure out what I did to Mrs. Dodds, but eventually they gave up.
Unfortunately then the freak weather continued which didn't help my mood. One night a thunderstorm blew out the windows in my dorm room. A few days later the biggest tornadoes in history touched down only fifty miles from Yancy Academy. One of the current events we were studying in social studies was the unusual number of small planes that went down in sudden squalls in the Atlantic that year.
I started feeling cranky and irritable most of the time, unless I was in my fox form. My grades slipped from D's to T's (for some reason i can think better as a female fox then a male human.). I got in more fights with Nancy Bobofit and her friends, I was sent out into the hallway in almost every class.
Eventually, the headmaster sent my mom a letter making it official. I would not be invited back next year to Yancy Academy.
Fine, I told myself, just fine.
I was homesick.
I wanted to be with my mom in our little apartment on the upper west side, even if i had to go to public school, and put up with my obnoxious step father and his stupid poker parties.
And yet...there were things I'd miss at Yancy. The view of the woods out my dorm window, the Hudson River in the distance, the smell of pine trees, I'd miss Grover, who'd been a good friend, even if I had recently realized that he was a satyr when I smelled goat after I got back from a run in my fox form, while he was asleep. Though I might still see him if what I'm starting to suspect is true.
The evening before my final, I got so frustrated I threw the Cambridge Guide to Greek Mythology across my dorm room. Words had started swimming of the page the letters flying around like they were in a hurricane, while others started eating themselves, and using themselves as projectiles against the other letters, before recreating the Trojan War. Unfortunately ever since I gained my kitsune form my dyslexia has gotten much worse.
I paced the room feeling like ants were crawling around inside my shirt.
I took a deep breath, and picked up the book.
I'd only asked for help a few times before learning that because of my dyslexia the teachers don't think it is worth their time, so refuse to help, but maybe Mr. Brunner would be different. At the very least I didn't want to leave Yancy Academy with him thinking I didn't try. He was the only teacher I actually liked.
I walked down stairs to the faculty offices. Most of them were dark and empty, but Mr. Brunner's door was ajar, with light from the door stretching across the hallway floor.
I was three steps from the door handle when I heard voices inside the office. Mr. Brunner asked a question, and a voice that was definitely Grover said "worried about Percy sir."
I froze.
In human form I'm not usually an eavesdropper, but I dare you to try not listening if you hear your best friend talking about you go an adult.
I inched closer.
"... alone this summer." Grover was saying. "I mean a kindly one in the school! And we don't know how he defeated it without help. He obviously has some training."
"We would only make matters worse by rushing him." Mr. Brunner said. "The mist is still effecting him which means he does not know. We have to wait."
"But we may not have time. The summer solstice deadline-"
"Will have to be resolved without him, Grover. Let him enjoy his ignorance while he still can. We just need to worry about keeping him alive until next fall."
The Mythology book dropped out of my hands with a thud.
Mr. Brunner went silent, as i picked up the book and left. Before I got out of sight I saw the shadow of a centaur holding a crossbow that I recognized from run in with the party ponies I had in my fox form. Luckily it was just the shadow and I got out of sight before he got into the hallway, but it did make me realize that Mr. Brunner is Chiron.
On the last day of the term, I shoved my clothes into my suitcase as I ignored the others my mind on what I had realized after overhearing mr. Brunner(Chiron) and Grover that day. I was a demigod. Though considering who I lived with and his smell I am pretty sure why none of the non mortal beings I met knew. Though I would have to talk to mom (Hestia) to figure out who is my divine parent.
Grover had got a ride on the same bus as I did so we were together again heading into the city.
During the whole bus ride, Grover kept glancing nervously down the aisle, watching for monsters. At least I guess that is what he was doing at least, which is also kind of weird since all year long I'd gotten into fights keeping bullies away, and once when he was sleeping I turned into my fox form and ate a rabbit that had beat Grover up and stole his lunch one time. I still don't know how he lost that battle either it was just an ordinary rabbit.
I was debating bringing up what I overheard when there was a huge grinding noise under our feet. Black smoke poured from the dash and the whole bs filled with a smell like rotten eggs. The driver cursed and limped the greyhound over to the side of the highway.
After a few minutes messing around in the engine compartment, the driver announced that we'd all have to get off. Grover and I filed outside with everyone else.
We were on a stretch of country road - no place you'd notice if you didn't break down there. On our side of the highway was nothing but maple trees and liter from passing cars. On the other side, across four lanes of asphalt shimmering with afternoon heat was an old fashioned fruit stand.
The stuff on sale all looked really good: heaping boxes of blood red cherries and apples, walnuts, and apricots, jugs of cider in a claw-foot tub full of ice. There were no customers, just three old ladies sitting in rocking chairs in the shade of an apple tree, knitting.
All three women looked ancient with pale faces, wrinkled like fruit leather, silver hair tied back in white bandannas, bony arms sticking out of bleached cotton dresses. On top of that something about them forced my mind to be both Percy and Persephone at the same time, which was weird. But the Persephone part of my mind recognized them as the fates.
They were also looking right at me.
I looked over at Grover to see how he was taking this and saw the blood drain from his face, his nose was twitching as well.
"Grover?" I said. "Hey man -"
"Tell me there not looking at you. They are aren't they?"
"Yeah." I said looking back at them.
Suddenly the one in the middle took out a huge pair of scissors - gold and silver, long bladed, like shears. I heard Grover catch his breath, but my attention was focused on the scissors, knowing what it was, and that if the fates wanted me to see it nothing could stop me from seeing it, and if the didn't then nothing would let me see it.
Across the road the middle fate cut the thread, and I swear I could hear that snip across four lanes of traffic. Afterwards they disappeared, as my mind returned to just Percy, and the driver wrenched a big chunk of smoking metal out of the engine compartment. The bus shuddered, and the engine roared back to life.
We climbed onboard, but I was to shook by what I just saw, and what I knew it meant to pay attention to anything, by the time I came too, Grover was looking at me mournfully, like he was already picking what flowers I would like best on my coffin.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. The pairing poll is still open with Artemis in the lead, it will close when i check and have at least 20 votes. Also like I mentioned last chapter after every cannon book Persephone will have earned another tail meaning after the battle against Kronos she will automatically be a goddess. Since kitsune with nine tails are said to be able to manipulate time, she will be the goddess of Foxes and Time, as well as others which I need your help for. In your review please leave a list of domains and a number between four and ten, this will be the number of total domains Persephone will have, and the list will be used to pick the last domain titles as a poll. And I still need your reviews with this. Thank you.
