Percy's POV
I don't really know what had happened but one minute I was driving back to camp with the new demigods when something happened and the next thing I know I'm was in total blackness, until now.
I started to wake up but the light was so bright I immediately closed them. I heard some people talking.
"Alright, we can't support him anymore. It's been twelve years, he won't wake up and no one has come forth to tell us who he is." A female voice said.
"Ughhh." I groaned.
"Did you hear that?" a male voice said. I opened my eyes again, slowly this time, and saw where I was.
Just as I expected I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up but the female doctor stopped me.
"You need to rest."She said as she waved a mini-flashlight in my eyes.
"No. I must get back. I need to go." I told her.
"Sir, do you know who you are? What happened?"The man asked.
"Yea, I'm Percy Jackson, and what do you mean 'what happened?'" I said, ignoring the woman who was trying to push me down.
"Mr. Jackson, you were in a terrible accident. You were the only survivor. You've been in a coma for almost twelve years." He said.
My heart sank. It's been twelve years, that means I'm…thirty or so. They probably think I'm dead. Annabeth…oh gods. Is she alive? What was it she wanted to tell me? And then I remembered what I wanted to do when I got back.
"Can I get some water?" I asked suddenly realizing how thirsty and weak I was. I few seconds after the woman left she came back with a cup of water. I gulped it down.
"Now, where are my clothes, the ones I came in with?" I asked forcefully.
"Here, we've been holding them for you." The man said pulling out a set of clothes in a zip-lock bag. They we're covered in blood. I quickly opened it and pulled out my pants and tore through my pockets, and that's when I felt it. The small box that held a ring, the one I was going to propose to her with.
"Do you have any fresh clothes?" I asked.
"You are not going anywhere. You just came out of a coma, you need to rest and rehabilitate." The woman said.
"No! I am leaving." I said and I pulled on my old clothes, even if they were covered in blood, pushed the doctors out of the way and stumbled out of the room. I went to the nearest water cooler and got another cup of water, this time however I splashed myself with it. I felt like I was back to normal. I took a second to take it in, and remember where I was. Okay think Percy think. I was in Washington, near the coast. That was it I had to get to the ocean. I ran out of the hospital and onto the main street. It was dark out. Good nobody will notice my blood stained clothes. I thought. Apparently the hospital I was at was only a couple of miles from the beach.
As I neared a pier I heard sirens getting closer and closer so I started to run. I got to the railing at the end and was about to jump over when a man from behind started yelling at me through a megaphone.
"Stop, you don't need to kill yourself. It's not the answer." He said. I just turned and looked at him and said.
"I'm not killing myself." I said and I jumped backwards and fell about fifty feet to the water. I was immediately greeted by a hippocampus, and not just any hippocampus, it was a giant one, rainbow.
"Hey rainbow, can you take me to camp?" I asked and he nodded so I got on his back and fell asleep.
I woke up just as we were nearing the beach at camp. I said my thanks to rainbow and swam to shore. I walked up onto the beach, it looked to be around noon, and I saw half-blood hill. There was Thalias' pine and Peleus.(sp?). I walked up the hill and when I got to the top I stopped and looked around.
It was pretty much the same as I remember it. The cabins were no longer in a U shape but an complete rectangle, and they seemed bigger. I saw the archery range, the rock wall, the lake, the bi-. But my thoughts were interrupted when a couple of campers started talking to me.
"Hey who are you?" a girl asked, who was clearly a daughter of Athena. There were also two sons of Apollo.
"I need to speak with Chiron." I told them.
"I said 'Who are you?'" she asked again. And when I didn't answer they attacked me. I quickly, and to my amazement, pulled Riptide from my pocket and uncapped it. They were trained well but I disarmed them fairly quickly. And walked passed them and toward the big house. As I neared it I saw, as usual, Chiron and Mr. D playing Pinochle.
"Hello Chiron." I said. He turned around to face me and his jaw dropped. Apparently the three kids followed me.
"Chiron Who is he?" The same girl asked.
"Is-is it really you?" He asked. I nodded and smiled. A tear streaked down his cheeks as he hugged me.
"Well, well, well if it isn't Perry Johnson back from the dead. Again." Mr. D said.
"How many times do I have to tell you Mr. D? My name is Percy Jackson."I said correcting him. He just waved his hand dismissively. Behind me the three kids gasped.
"We're so sorry, we-we didn't know it was you. We thought you were dead." One of the boys said.
"That's alright, you didn't know." I said to them, "Umm, Chiron you wouldn't happen to have any food and some clothes I could barrow, or know where Annabeth is at would you?"
"Percy why don't you eat and change then tell me what happened and then I will tell you where she is." He said.
So for the next hour I changed and ate, sacrificing some food to Poseidon, and told Chiron what happened. And then Chiron told me where to find Annabeth but that she basically stopped talking to anyone from camp years ago. He gave me some money and keys to a car that had been bought and used for getting around in small numbers without having to use the van. It was just a comfy 2016 black Toyota Corolla.
I input the address into the onboard GPS system and was on my way. I made my way through New York City and looked at what had changed. Not much had, most of it was the same. The main difference was the names of some of the stores. I drove out of downtown and though Manhattan to Allensdale (Made it up). It took about three hours but I finally got to a nice looking house at the end of a street in a small neighborhood.
There was a decent sized white house with a porch and two chairs and a swinging bench. There were bikes in the yard. Wait, bikes. Children's bikes. And that's when it hit me. I've been gone for twelve years, she's moved on, she has a family. Well I guess I could at least say 'hello'.
I walked up to the door and knocked twice. I waited a few seconds and a little girl with black hair and grey eyes opened the door.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Is your mother home?"I asked with a grin.
"Mom, there's someone at the door for you!" she shouted over her shoulder.
"Coming sweetie!" a voice I knew all too well yelled back.