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Percy's P.O.V.
"Hahahahaha," I laughed to myself. "Those kids really thought they could beat me up, well they're wrong. I know how to fight and nothing will stop me from protecting myself and others." I made my way down to the lake that I had seen before. Water always made me feel better and more relaxed. In fact, it really bothered Kinserlen. He would always try to drown me but never could. "Ha! In your face Hell Breath," I said as I looked into the water picturing his face. I winced when memories flooded into my brain.
"Hay, who you callin' Hell Breath?" I looked up to see the goat dude named Grover who brought me here.
"Not you don't worry. I was just thinkin' 'bout hell."
"You do realize how weird that sounds right."
"Ya it does sound a bit odd, don't it." I cringed when my Manhattan accent caused me to sound like I was pulled off the streets. "What I meant was I was thinkin' 'bout the owner of da orphanage." Ugh, my accent drives me crazy. Sometimes I force myself to speak without it but other times I can't help it.
"Why didn't you run away like Keith did? I saw the way you were treated."
"I couldn't. I don't know how Keith did it," I stumbled over Keith's name. I had to live eight years without him then got him back just in time to loss him again.
"Oh. Well I came down here to tell you that I am going to show you around. Annabeth was supposed to but she's in a mood." Grover showed me the cabins, boy do I love the Poseidon and Ares cabins. Then he showed me the lava wall, which looked fun, followed by the swords arena and archery. "Well that's about everything. Oh and the dinning pavilion is right there," he pointed to some columns that held a roof other twelve tables. "Tonight you'll be sleeping in the Hermes cabin. That's where all unclaimed campers go."
I looked over at the said cabin and sighed. Guess I'll be stayin' there awhile. Who would claim a crippled orphan as their child?
During dinner when we had to sacrifice food to our godly parent, I simply apologized to any gods listening for being a disgrace to their name. I also told them that they didn't have to claim me if they didn't want to. I'm an orphan so I aint needin' no parents. I can manage on my own. Save your pride and don't claim me.
"You don't disgrace me son. Prove yourself and I will show the world whose son you are. There is trouble and all fingers will point to you. Follow your heart and my voice and you will find victory. You are strong and noble. The world now rests on your shoulders. Do what you feel is right and I will guide you. Prove yourself and I will reveal you as my son. My son with a name."
I gasped when the masculine voice finally left my mind. Okay so my godly parent was a dude. That helped. He also knows my name. I had a feeling that this was something that was meant to be kept a secret.
Yup, another short one but, oh well. Thank you so much for reading. Feel free to contribute ideas, tributes (JK, or am I) and ask questions. School is starting up again which means history essays, english papers, homework and worst of all midterms. I'll try to keep up with updating but I mean there is LIFE. Feel free to bug me about updating. (The notifications make me want to write.) But anyway thanks for reading. Over and out.
