A/N - I know 20 follows isn't a huge amount, but it's more than I thought I would get for the first chapter. A huge thanks to DeadShow and TyGuyFlyGuy for leaving some reviews, I'd appreciate it tons if some other people could follow their lead and do the same. I know you don't wanna read this anymore, so on to the story!!
Dreams have always been a strange thing for me. Sometimes, rarely, they are nothing but a simple dream, no special message or significance. Then there's the more common ones filled with gruesomeness and anguish that hardened me even before I discovered the nightmarish creatures from my dreams were actually real, and that most of the stuff I saw happening actually did happen later on.
But those aren't the only dreams I have, there's a specific type of dream I'd only experienced once before, on an occasion I hope I'll never have to recount, it was an odd dream that stuck with me for a while in hopes something similar would happen, but it didn't take long for my hope in that to dwindle. Yet here I was, floating in the distantly familiar void that I hadn't seen since my early child hood.
"Ah, so it seems you've finally come for a visit young Perseus." The voice speaking resountaed through the empty space I was in, almost as if the power behind the words were shaking the air around me.
I realized as soon as he spoke that this was the man who had been guiding me and speaking to me in my mind, saving me more times than I could count from surprise monster attacks.
"Yeah, I just thought I'd drop in for a surprise visit on my way to heaven... or is this supposed to be the afterlife?" I glanced around looking for any sort of reaction even though I couldn't see anything besides the darkness surrounding me.
"No, no, no. Your time has not come yet youngling, this is merely a chance for me to shed some light on future events for you." I kept staring around the vast emptiness while twiddling my thumbs anxiously. Not out of nervousness, it was just that the lack of stimulation was really starting to bother my ADHD.
"Well let's see what we can do about that, hm?" Before I could question the odd voice, the darkness around me was replaced with light, which revealed a boy standing before me.
He appeared to be about nine, the same age as me. My gaze started at his unruly pitch black hair that hung wildly down into his glowing blue eyes, which weren't exactly blue but more of a bluish purple, like little orbs of electricity were trapped in his eyes and fighting to burst free.
His face had a sort of regality to it only seen in kings and rulers, the type of face that just demands respect even at such a young age. The perfect image was somewhat disturbed by the lopsided trouble maker grin evident on his face, but it did nothing to harm his image.
It wasn't easy to tell what type of build he had beyond simply athletic. There obviously weren't any huge muscles on the boy's body, but his frame was anything but skinny and seemed to hold untold speed and strength.
"You act like you've never seen yourself before kid." The voice now came from the person in front of me, but that did nothing to diminish his power.
I glanced down at myself and then back up to the person before me in shock.
"Huh, I'm hot." I stared at the strange person before me, and they stared back for several seconds before chuckling slightly.
"And humble too." I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly while my face heated up.
"Sadly I'm not here to talk about your charming personality, but rather to give you some knowledge I feel you need to know." A sense of seriousness came over him, and the happy goofy boy from seconds ago was gone, replaced by a confident boy who could tell you to hop on one foot and you wouldn't hesitate to listen, a type of confidence just seemed to radiate off of him in the most demanding way possible... the way a leaders confidence demands respect for his troops.
"A war is coming, one you play will play a more than major part in. All I can tell you as warning is to keep close the ones you trust, but never fully trust anyone to the point you never question them or their actions." A million questions races through my head at his ominous words, but before I got a chance to ask any, my head started to throb in pain.
"And that's my que to leave," The odd voice sounded even weirder than before, almost as if submerged under water, "take care kid, and remember what I said."
I shot up into a sitting position, frantically feeling around at the wires sticking into me while trying to pick up any clues as to where I could be.
"Woah there hotshot, I don't think you should be moving around so much considering what you just went through," The sound of the chirpy voice from behind me halted all of my movements besides turning slowly to face them.
It was a girl around my age, with long curly blonde hair tucked back neatly into a ponytail, but the most striking part about her were her bright grey eyes.
After a couple seconds of silence, I finally managed the nerve to talk, "Why are you eyes so grey?" I expected some kind of response, even a snobby one, but what I didn't expect was for her to simply stare at me blankly for a minute before getting up and leaving the room.
"Don't worry about her," A voice startled me from my musings and turned me away from the screen door which was still bouncing shut from the girl's unexpected exit, and focused my attention on the man sitting next to me.
He had wispy brown hair, and a matching long beard with little specks of grey sprinkled amidst the brown. His eyes held years of wisdom far beyond the age he appeared to be, but that wasn't what really caught my eye. I allowed my gaze to drift lower and lower until resting on the wheelchair he was sitting in.
"She's just upset because she doesn't think you're 'the one'." My face of confusion must have been obvious, but he simply waved it off with a twinkle in his eyes.
I decided to ignore what he said and try to find answers to some other things instead.
"Ok I got a few questions obviously, but I'll start simple," I gave the man a sort of sideways glance seeing if he approved, and only continued when he gave a slight nod.
"First of all, what the hell? Like seriously what the hell happened?" The man laughed in amusement while I just stared at him, not understanding how any of this was humorous. "One minute I'm being chased by a ragtag little group of monsters who for some reason thought I deserved to be ganged up on, which I didn't," I could practically see the humor in his eyes, but I wasn't done yet.
"Then, after being shot buy a freaking poisoned arrow, I see some group of hillbilly soldier kids who looked like they got lost on their way to 'Warriors-R-Us' and then BAM, there's this weird girl staring at me when I wake up from this crazy ass dream where this guy starts talking all around me then turns into me, which was kind of a weird twist." I stopped, panting slightly from my rant and the fact that my body was still weak from whatever was on the arrow I was hit with.
"A dream, you say?" I snorted and rolled my eyes at his comment.
"Yeah sure, focus on the only part of that story that wasn't completely weird," I paused and scanned over him once more, "hey, how come you don't look weirded out by the fact I just told you mother freaking MONSTERS were chasing me? I mean surely you're the one that healed the poison so you have to at least somewhat believe me." I watched the man carefully as he rolled his chair to the middle of the room, but nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.
It was a sight to behold as he started to rise, higher and higher, causing the blanket to slide off of his 'legs' as two sets of furry hooved legs stepped out of the chair and clopped against the wooden floors.
"Oh, that's why." The... centaur, laughed boisterously as he stretched out to an even greater height with a content sigh.
"I believe you've heard of me before, my name is Chiron, trainer of demigods." I stared blankly at him for quite some time before what he said really clicked.
Several thoughts flowed out of my mouth incoherently at the same time, "Wait... trainer... demigods...then that means I'm...and there's more of... finally some other people for those jackass monsters to go after." Chiron simply shook his head in amusement and reached out a hand, which I readily accepted after plucking out the last few wires attached to me.
"Well since you know my name it's only fair I know yours." I nodded in agreement while shakily standing to my feet, remnants of the poison still making me slightly weak.
"Perseus Jackson, but the only people who call me Perseus are the ones either really pissed at me, or trying to kill me, which I guess means they're really pissed at me," Chiron smiled softly at my ramblings as he pushed open the door and led me outside, "you can just call me Percy though, it's what my friends... call... me."
I couldn't help but trail off at the end while taking in all the magnificent sights around me. The infirmary I was in was located at a top of a hill, adjoined to a big blue house. They both were fairly close to the odd blue border encompassing the valley where everything else was located.
By everything else I mean the strawberry fields, the lava wall, the smaller version of the gladiator arena, a giant pavilion filled with kids sitting around at different tables and chatting, and in the center of all this was a circle of buildings; twelve of them to be exact, but beyond that, in the very center of the cabins was a giant roaring campfire, which was kind of odd for lunch time, but I wasn't going to question it.
"Follow me, my boy. I believe it's time the rest of the camp got to know you." Chiron trotted confidently down the hill, with an air of authority around him that made it obvious he was in charge.
It took us mere moments to reach the place where everyone was eating and talking, but both of those ceased as soon as we got close. Word spread like a wave through the crowd as people made different guesses as to who my godly parent was, but I didn't mind since their guesses were probably more accurate mine.
As we reached a large table at the far end of the pavilion, elevated on a stage like platform, all murmuring stopped immediately.
"Today campers, I introduce to you the newest member of Camp Half-Blood," I resisted the urge to snort at the name of the camp and possibly offend some people, "Perseus Jackson!" A slow clapping sound followed after a moment of silence, but it seemed forced.
All of this stopped when a massive thunderclap resounded overhead, causing everyone to gasp and put their hands on their weapons sheathed at their hips.
A massive arc of lightning curved down from the clear sky and struck right above my head, twisting and crackling until it formed a miniature lightning bolt above my head.
No sound was heard as everyone sat staring at me in awe, at least until the man sitting at the table me and Chiron were standing next to spoke up.
"Father always was a drama queen." Thunder rumbled dangerously above, but the slightly drunk looking man didn't seem to pay any heed to it.
Chiron finally broke out of his stupor, and dipped down into a bow in front of me, which caused all the campers to fall out of their seats also.
"All hail Perseus Jackson, son of Zeus, lord of the sky, weather, lightning, justice, and king of the gods!" Only one thought came to my mind as I saw everyone kneeled before me.
"What the hell just happened?"
A/N - Another filler sort of chapter, but it kind of explained things and got everything out of the way so that I can really start the story either next chapter or the chapter after that depending on how in depth I go with introducing all the characters (which probably won't be very hard since there's nobody outside of the book)
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