Chapter 2

"Demigod, quit your pathetic fleeing, let me spill your entrails, gorge in your flesh, paint the walls in your thick warm blood!" Alecto screamed. Percy, certainly, did not stop sprinting through corridor after corridor after corridor, (How big was this museum!?) boots squeaking against the polish, sharing his terror.

The monuments began to blur as his feeble, panting, body precariously threw himself through a slender doorway, the talons of Alecto narrowly clipping his arm, a streek of gold seemingly fluttered into the air. Percy struggled to arise, his energy drained from simple idiocy.

Alecto circled behind him, going above into the ceiling area, the fluttering of wings grew fainter... His heart could only get less stressed, and brain less confused, she could have just squeezed through the gap, it wasn't that large.

Percy's palms gained traction as he jolted himself to his feet before doubling back in an attempt to lose Alecto. Nearing the end of the corridor from where he came from on entering, he heard something coming straight towards him from around the corner.

The sculptures wouldn't form much cover, but he used them as such. Coming around the corner, footsteps: "Holy hell (holy Hades?), if Alecto was real, what about her sisters, animals hunt in packs don't they? Closer and closer, so wait, Greek myths were true, or perhaps just some mutated, freaky, bat-lady. Yeah, much more sensible." Percy half muttered half mentally stuttered.

Closer and closer, his mind melted into scenes of some bats from hell eating his body, wait a second.

What did Alecto call him? Demigod?

That was his last thought before the roof above his head collapsed in glorious fashion as plaster rained upon the priceless monuments. A giant hole caused by a mythical demon-bat from Greek mythology, which had its mind completely focused on ending Percy's life.

"Alecto, stop!" It was a yell of pure instinct, and it worked.

Somehow, Alecto slumped and fell upon Percy just as the corridor intruders revealed themselves, Grover and another boy, a bronze leaf-shaped sword held high in his hand. "More demigods? I will gut you all, even you sa-" Alecto groaned her final breaths before turning to golden dust, relieving the stress upon Percy's body, the faint imprint of the bronze blade carving into Alecto's eye burned into his own.

The combined panting of the three people in the room was a deafening companion to the silence.

Abruptly, the friend of Grover's noticed Percy. "Oh crap, dude, Grover, there's a kid under here!" As he gave his hand for Percy to grab to haul himself up as he sputtered because of the shiny dust. Grover looked nervous, and it didn't look to be from the meeting with Alecto either. Although, now Percy thought about it, Grover was always nervous around him.

"My mistake, I thought you were something... else, I didn't realize you were a demigod too," Grover muttered, hand wrapped around his back, scratching his neck in deep-set agitation and confusion.

"Demigod, Alecto called me it, now you call me it, what does it even mean?" Percy questioned with burning desire. He was grasping the fibers of a whole new world, a life of action, of excitement, of worth, even if you almost die every once in a while.

"Oh, my bad, y-you are the son of one of the Greek gods, and Greek mythology is completely real, the myths, the lege- most of the legends," Grover responded, his friend set deep in thought and wonder at something. Seeing this confusion: Grover continued: "Ah, yes, this is Adonis Adams, Adonis, this is Percy Jackson. Where Adonis is concerned, he will probably the son of Achelous, Amphrite, Cymopoleia, Eidothea, Electra, Galene, one of the Graeae or some other god related to water. Considering what Adonis did to Nancy in the main hall. In fact, I'm almost certain Alecto knew you weren't responsible for it, although maybe she was in denial-"

"G-man, shut it, can't you see this isn't helping?" Our new hero mentioned, given the abnormal amount of shock evident on Percy's face. It was real. Percy wasn't hallucinating. Glancing back, Percy saw his shoulder ooze with fresh blood. Red, the blood was a crimson statement.

It was all authentic. That's when the world went black.

Blurred images, blurred lines, that was all he could see. It seemed to imply the borders between the worlds, real and fanciful, modern and Greek, were fictitious themselves and misleading to a point. Demigods? Half-bloods? Gods? The world was absolute, there was not such a thing.

Absolutely gods-damned crazy.

Flash, lightning struck. Crack, thunder followed. Percy awoke. Head spinning, He identified three figures crushed close by, He witnessed them to be Grover, Adonis and another woman bearing striking resemblance to Adonis: likely his mother. Rain punched the windscreen of the car they resided in- speeding well over any limit the road may be.

The scent of damp wool pumped through the automobile as the wind plucked violently at the windows, trying to pry them loose.

"I've been watching you at school for a while," Grover confessed, Percy was taken aback. Percy thought he himself was creepy, but that extends a whole new level. "Your Mom knows, of course, I was to watch over you." Never mind, Percy realized, that was clearly aimed at Adonis.

"So you never were my friend, you just lied your way up to me because of some assignment?" Adonis interrogated.

"No. No... No!" Grover replied nimbly, "I would never be dishonest about that! You have it all wrong, I am your friend, that's what made the assignment so worthwhile. Hades, not even Percy scared me off." He bleated in recognition of what he just said.

"Scared you off? How could Percy scare you off? No offense man." Adonis continued to query.

Grover bleated once more. "When I smelt Percy for the first time, I wanted to run away really fast, and probably save you in the process-"

"Thanks, Grover you really know how to boost a guy's ego." Percy countered gratingly.

Bleating again. "No wait, I meant you smelt like a monster, I was afraid that he was hunting you too! Monsters kill half-bloods!"

"Come on man, Percy doesn't smell that bad..." Adonis responded whilst receiving a glare.

"By the love of the gods, Grover. Just take off your pants already." Adonis' mom yelled from the driver's seat.

The following minutes were met with shouts of absurdity, shock, and then hilarity as Grover thus became the "butt of many jokes, or rather the ass of them-"

"Dude I'm a half goat, not donkey!"

All while they covered gradual ground, passing tree after tree, field after field in an obscure blend. Even passing a 'PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRIES' sign. All was great, for Adonis and Percy, they never truly paid attention to the hastening agitation of Grover and the driver. Not until the lady, who was introduced as Sally, swerved out of the way of a shadow covered figure.

Then everything hit the fan.

No genius yet, unfortunately, I'm gonna save that for later chapters, show some sort of character progression. Anyway, the second chapter, hope you enjoy. Don't worry, he will get stronger soon, soonish. I haven't made up my mind. Even if I'm talking to myself, I'm still gonna say it: review if you have anything to say, at all.