When he awoke, Percy was surrounded by darkness. Snippets of sound flitted through his hearing,
"He wouldn't leave me. Never. He promised. Never ever ever. He pinky swore it!" A little girls voice insisted, tinted with denial,
"I'm sorry son" A man, sounding grave, as though signing his death certificate
"We're not leaving you!" A fierce determination burning in the boys voice,
"Who are you?" A girl, trying to act tough, not succeeding.
"Duck!" his own voice, resonating through his head. Percy shut his eyes, his head aching,
"Hurts, doesn't it?" came a cold voice, Percy opened his eyes, and saw a beautiful, her image kept flickering, on second she was a woman, wrapped in an animal skin, the next she was a goddess, with a gold laurel wreath around her head,
"Who are you?" asked Percy, the woman smiled coldly,
"Depends who's asking." She said, "But you're a special case, so I'll give you both my answers, I am Juno and I am Hera," Percy frowned,
"Aren't they the same?" he asked,
"No. Foolish boy. Because of you mortals! We have been forced to split ourselves into two entities, similar, but defiantly not the same. Then the Greeks and Roman demigods started fighting and were split up, because of your constant fighting, Greeks and Romans are never allowed to meet. Until now." Percy blinked owlishly,
"so what am I then," he asked, "Greek or Roman?" the woman scowled,
"You are the offspring of Poseidon, who is most defiantly Greek. But that is not the issue. The problem is not what you are, but what you are willing to do. Your choice is simple Percy Jackson, remember everything, you will face many hard times, but, if all goes to plan, you could join the Greeks and Romans against their oncoming foe. Or forget everything. We will move you away from other demigods, a fresh start. It is your choice." She surveyed him emotionlessly and Percy shivered.
"I want to remember, everything. I want to remember my past."
Whoooooooooo, another chapter. please review, I would love your oppinions!
