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I know this isn't even close to my Idea, and this story was created purely out of me getting sick of waiting for another author to post more chapters. I also know this is very similar to Uncle Rick's Intro, and that's because I love the intro to the lighting thief. This is my first fic that I don't plan to scrap after the first chapter, so hopefully I don't make a fool out of myself. All rights belong to Ol' Rick.

Chapter 1

I'd like to say I was having an unusually bad day, but with my luck, an unusually bad day would basically be nuclear warfare. After the 5th wad of PB&J landed in Grover's hair, I'd had enough. I started to get up to go give Nancy Bobofit a piece of my mind until Grover pulled me back down.

"She's not worth it." He said, giving me a pained smile. You see, Grover was a perfect target for bullies. He had a note excusing him from PE for life due to some kind of muscular disorder, he cried when he had to talk in front of a large group of people and he was the only 6th grader with acne.

I took his advice and looked out the window, trying not to notice Nancy loading up her plastic spoon with more mashed up sandwich.

Mom. All I had to do was not get in trouble and in two weeks I would be home with my mom for winter break. Easy, right? No. Trouble seems to go out of its way to find me, especially on field trips.

Like in 5th grade when I accidentally fired a cannonball from a Revolutionary war replica cannon right at our school bus.

Expelled.

Or in 4th grade when I hit the wrong button on a trip to Marine World and ended up dumping me and my class into shark infested waters.

Expelled again.

This time I was determined to be good. As we pulled into the parking lot, I grabbed my paper and pencil, and exited the bus with the rest of my 6th grade class. After we got off, the stairs retracted and a ramp slid out, letting Mr. Brunner exit the Bus on his motorized wheelchair.

Mr. Brunner was a middle aged man with a thinning beard. He wasn't someone you'd expect to be a fun teacher but he managed to make even latin entertaining, challenging us swordpoint against chalk to name every person from the greek and roman era. His class was the only one that didn't lull me to sleep.

He led us through the museum, pointing out priceless artifacts from thousands of years ago. He came to a stop next to an engraved steele, and instructed us to sit. We sat on the cold tile and listened to Mr. Brunner tell us about Kronos and his children.

Behind me, Nancy Bobofit was talking to her friends. "Why would we ever need to know this?" She said, "It's not like I'm going to be asked to describe Kronos eating his children on a job application. Her friends laughed at her joke, although I'm pretty sure they just didn't want her to sic Mrs. Dodds on them.

I turned around and angrily said "Do you ever shut up?" It came out a bit louder than intended and I felt my cheeks go bright red as the whole class laughed. Mr Brunner raised an eyebrow at me but chose to let me off the hook.

"You're lucky Mrs. Dodds isn't around." Nancy sneered. I balled my fists and decided to just shut up for the rest of the trip. Where even is Mrs. Dodds? I thought. I looked around but chose to just take the rare stroke of luck and not ask questions.

Mrs. Dodds was my math teacher and she did not like me. The first day of class she took one look at me and frowned. I'm familiar with the look of disappointment teachers wear when they meet me, but the glare Mrs. Dodds was sending me was pure evil. She would catch me talking during class and smile triumphantly, like she was waiting all along to make me erase answers out of math books for hours.

What she did like however was Nancy. Nancy noticed this and would shoot rubber bands at me constantly, knowing If I retaliated I was a goner. It's like they were both sent here just to make my life miserable.

After Mr. Brunner finished talking, we went back outside to have lunch. A powerful storm was brewing over Manhattan but none of the students or teachers seemed to notice. I chose to sit by the fountain with Grover, close enough to take cover in the museum if the storm came our way.

I opened my lunch bag and saw a peanut butter sandwich, an apple, and a bag of cheetos. For once I didn't have an appetite so I offered Grover my apple which he eagerly munched on.

Nancy decided Grover and I were having too much fun so she walked up to Grover and dumped her lunch into his lap. "Oops, guess it slipped" She said and laughed with her friends. My vision went red and the next thing I knew, Nancy was sprawled in the fountain, soaked from head to toe

Mrs. Dodds materialized behind me and I knew I was screwed. I turned around and groaned.

"Now honey," She said, with a smile splitting her face. She had never been gone, she was just waiting for me to slip up so she could put the hammer down.

"I know, I know, a month erasing whiteboards." That was my first mistake. Never, ever, ever guess your consequence.

"You." She pointed at me with a gnarled, crooked finger. "Come with me," She said. I turned and looked at Grover.

"Wish me luck." I whispered to him. I turned to follow Mrs. Dodds but she was already up the steps at the museum doors, tapping her foot impatiently. I hurried up the steps and followed her through the museum.

Okay, she's gonna make me buy Nancy a new shirt at the gift shop, I thought. But we made our way further and further through the museum until we were back at the steele Mr. Brunner showed us. She crossed her arms and glared angrily at the artifact. A low noise came from the bottom of her throat and she glared at me.

"You've been causing issues, Perseus." This wasn't good. Nobody called me Perseus. Maybe she found the candy black market I ran around the school. I decided to play it safe.

"Yes Ma'am."

She turned to me and scowled. "Do you think this is a game!" I was getting seriously nervous. I mean, she won't hurt me, right?

She started hissing.

Normally that's a pretty clear 'Run away as fast as possible' sign but what I saw made me so scared I couldn't move. She began to stretch, her nails elongated into talons and teeth sharpening into fangs.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mr. Brunner roll in. "What ho!" He shouted and tossed a pen at me. The pen extended into a sword mid-air and I caught it and hit the ground, rolling under a deadly slash. I got back up to my feet and almost peed my pants.

Mrs. Dodds leapt at me and I did the only thing that came naturally. I closed my eyes and swung the sword with all my might. When I opened them Mrs. Dodds was gone, and a pile of dust settled at my feet.

I turned to question Mr. Brunner but he was gone as well. I stumbled over to the wall and leaned against it, putting my head in my hands.

What. The. Fuck.

I opened my eyes and saw a drinking fountain to my left and sighed in relief. I gulped down about a gallon of water and splashed some on my face, feeling rejuvenated and ready to leave this place.

I walked through the museum and out the front doors. Everyone was in the same place as when I had left.

"I hope Mrs. Mejers chewed you out." Nancy said.

"Who?" I said.

"Our math teacher," She said. "She must have got you good."

I shook my head and walked over to Mr. Brunner. He glanced up from his book at me.

"Ah, my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Percy." I handed him back the sword-pen combo and narrowed my eyebrows.

"What happened to Mrs Dodds?" I asked.

He looked up from his book again and seemed confused. "Mrs. Dodds? As far as I know there has never been a Mrs. Dodds at this school. Are you alright Percy?"

"I'm fine," I said, growing more and more confused. I walked over to Grover and sat back down next to him. "Do you not remember Mrs. Dodds either?" I asked.

"Who?" He asked, but he started gnawing on his nails like he did when he was lying. I felt some relief that I wasn't plain crazy but I decided to drop it and started to head onto the bus with the rest of my class.

5 hours later

I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. I should have been celebrating that I would never have to see Mrs. Dodds again but I was just confused.

Was that all just a hallucination? Was I just making up Mrs. Dodds the whole time? No. Grover remembers.

I rolled over to ask him but he was fast asleep in the bunk below me. Guess I'll ask him tomorrow, I thought. I rolled back to the middle of the bed and sighed. As if this day couldn't get any weirder, a fluorescent blue rectangle appeared in the air in front of me.

Now I'm really going crazy.

I rubbed my eyes and looked again. The floating screen was still there, and now displayed an icon.

I took a closer look at the symbol. It was a glowing blue triangle; a greek delta with a '1' in the corner. I reached out with a finger and poked the symbol.

To my surprise, my finger met a smooth surface. I pressed harder and the button opened into a message with an audible click.

Congratulations!

You made it past the first day. Barely.

New Mission:

Make it through the next two weeks without dying.

Accept:

2000 xp

Life

Deny:

Death

Painful death

I tilted my head. Reading had never been this easy for me. Usually the words floated around the room and rearranged themselves as they pleased but with these words it seemed like I was programmed to read them. I decided that wasn't the important part of the message.

I didn't like the sound of 'Painful death' so I took a deep breath and tapped 'Accept'.

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