Prologue
WINGS?
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or anything to do with the Franchise. I also make no money writing this story.
I was writhing in pain.
My back felt like it was being torn apart.
It hurt as I clawed at my shoulder blades.
But, the pain was not from an injury.
No, I got up and went to the bathroom, ignoring my sleeping roommates, I looked in the mirror and was flabbergasted.
I couldn't believe it.
I had f**king WINGS!
All I could think about was how I was going to explain this to everyone.
I mean I don't even know where I got them.
What will my mom say. Wait, don't have to worry about that. She'll just ask if I'm okay.
What am I supposed to tell the school. 'C'mon Percy you can do this. All you have to do is think up an excuse or hide them. Right?' I thought to myself
"God Dammit" I yelled I was just at a loss at what to do. Until dawned on me. Mr. Brunner, our Latin teacher, I could go to him, he probably wouldn't know what to do but he could help me get an idea.