Percy POV
It's been one year since the second Titan War. One month since the second Giant war. Oh and also it's my birthday. My twelveth one, to be specific.
I was at my mother's apartment, helping mom clean up after my birthday party. Many of my friends have been here and as you can guess, after about a dozen ADHD kids in one tiny apartment having a party, the whole place looked like it was invaded by wild monkeys. I wonder how Chiron's still sane while coping with 50 ADHD kids every day. Maybe he does something like yoga to calm himself. ... a centaur doing yoga... I want to see that. Oh, wait, I got off track again. Stupid ADHD.
Anyways, my mom and I were sitting down at the dining table doing our own stuff after finishing with the clean up when mom suddenly told me, "I've been accepted as a reporter at a British news company."
Boom. Just like that. But I was happy for her. Being a reporter had always been her dream and even with Gabe gone, she had been struggling to find a job.
"That's great mom!"
But wait, there's just ONE problem here... What did she say? Oh right, a "British news company"... I think British news companies are in Britain. Oh.
"Wait, a BRITISH news company?! We have to go live in BRITAIN?"
Mom's expression grew pained.
"Yes, honey, it's in England. But I can decline the offer or you can stay here and live in camp year round..."
I could tell that mom tried not to show it but I knew that she wanted me to come with her. I had not seen her for almost a year.
"No mom, it's fine. I want to go with you," I told her.
And I meant it. I wanted to take a break from everything, the monsters, the Greek gods, even camp and my friends. I mean, I hadn't seen my mom for a year just because of stupid Gaea and the Giants and the stupid quests. Also stupid Hera. Her stupidness is award-worthy. We deserved some quality time together. Also, I've heard that other countries have fewer monsters and fewer monsters mean less killing monsters and fewer quests and fewer quests is always good.
Mom let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank you Percy, I'm really glad you're coming."
And that was that. I told my friends about it so they hugged me and some of them *cough, Annabeth, cough* punched me in the shoulder and made me promise to IM them every week.
I was looking forward to it. I mean, major catastrophes can't happen in England, right?
Oh boy, I was so wrong.
Hiya fellow demigods and spies! Did you enjoy it so far? Sorry it's so short (and cringy) (and terrible), it's probably going to be like this in basically every chapter.
I don't own Percy Jackson or Alex Rider. *Sob*
Baii
- JadeOwl