Again, don't own Percy. I had to keep him not so OC For this story, but I made him 19 so there's not a 14 year gap between the MT boys and the PJO characters.
Anisia is NOT truly a teenager. Because she is a minor goddess of low tide, and she also controls the mist along with her brother Drew (her opposite; he is the god of Roman demigods and high tide and is slightly more aggressive than his sister at her angriest, he also controls the mist for ROMAN demigods only, he hates Greek demigods by nature). Her father is Posideon, but her mother's identtity will not be revealed until later in the story.
(Percy's POV)
I was still worried about Annabeth, still changing out of a hole-filled camp half-blood longsleeve into a short-sleeve, and black-blue jeans and blue hightops with wave patterns. I looked in the mirror. My sea green eyes stood out even more as I got more taller. Sudden growth spurt had actually made me look somewhat cool..
I was 19, and a counsellor. I had to act mature. I walked into the pavilion, and noticed four unfamiliar faces at the Hermes table. They seemed older than me, but I didn't suspect a thing as I approached Chiron. "Chiron, I think those four are too old to be her-"
"Percy, Annabeth has returned but without their third companion. The chimera has taken another camper a hold. Annabeth ran into Ansia, the goddess of demigods and low tide. She is your half-sister, if you ever meet her. " Chiron spoke and sighed. "Percy, will you please go eat and not worry about Annabeth? She came back alive, but wih some scrapes. She's lucky. Percy, the four half-bloods she found were in a band together and never were claimed. Plus I need to speak with you after dinner in the big house. "
Chiron was still like the same wise guy, but gray now splattered his centaur body. I frowned. He was getting older, and I knew he was thinking about giving someone else the position of activities director. I remembered Tantalus and shuddered. I did not enjoy him being here. He was freaking scary! It would be hard for him not to be activities director. He was pretty cool, for an older dude. Even gray lined his dark hair.
After dinner, I went to the Big House, as asked. I was worried, and Chiron called me into the next room. He was in wheelchair form, with a blanket over his legs. "Perseus," He never used my first name unless it was serious. Usually Percy or some other thing. "I think I might be fading."
"What?" I said, and bit my lip. "Chiron, what?"
"The gods have told me at the last council that a teacher of heroes must someday retire, and I fear that day will come soon. Percy, remember how I got my centaur form hurt? What if I die, an leave all of you campers alone without a teacher. " Chiron spoke and looked upset. I never saw the dude cry, and he was about to. I didn't want to be around. "Percy, I don't want to die and feel like I've failed. As long as they need me, I'll be a teacher of heroes, but I'm getting old, Percy. In a century, I will be completely gray. I was allowed to age for a few weeks as my only request. Percy, if I die suddenly, I know it's hard to believe, but you are one of the campers who has come a long way. I want you plus Annabeth to take over Camp Half-Blood once I retire. I know you most likely don't belong in the mortal world, plus the gods have asked you to be immortal before, right? "
"Yeah, why?" I said.
"I will try to convince them to do that for you and Annabeth if you accept my offer. I may retire in a year, or a month or a week. I'm getting sick of getting myself hurt, Perseus. " There we go again, with the Perseus. I was really upset by then, trying not to cry too much. I kneew he worried. He'd said once or twice I was one of the favourite students he had, along with Annabeth. It was a big role to take and I had to. For Chiron and for every other camper. The Stolls had left Camp Half-Blood. Luke was dead, years ago. Now, I had nothing else to lose. Plus I had riptide if things got bad.
"I will accept your offer and swear on the river styx to keep up the offer if you ever so pass or retire. I'll train heroes like you did, Chiron. Help people. You were my teacher first, then you were the one that trained me to be a hero." I said.
It was hard, but really easy somewhat. Letting go would be difficult. I sat on the steps of the big house, pondering my decision and how to tell Annabeth. I can't let Camp Half-Blood fail. I can't let it fail. I even cared about everyone who'd teased me my first day. I cared about people too much. My fatal flaw, loyalty.
I have decided to change the ending of Higher to fit the second series I'm editing at the moment. Higher is a COMPLETE story, so this is hard to change and plus I thought about using Jason or Leo or Piper for this story but it would just confuse things. Greek focus then it slowly shifts to great 7.
I will tell you who is my great 7 partially now.
- Percy
- Annabeth
- Jason
- ?
- Piper
- Josh (I'm not confirming as to why, just to give confirmation he is one of the 7.)
- ?
-Lexi