Dreams and Demigods

Chapter One- Intros and Nightmares

Percy Jackson Fan-Fiction

Partial OC (Original Character)

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HoO, those would be Rick Riordan's. I also don't own Delta or Target. I also reference to Wizards of Waverly Place and Wheel of Fortune, I don't own those either. For the time being, I own nothing except this Fan-Fiction.

By the way, this is my first Fan-Fiction… ever, so, I am trying. If you have any tips on anything, especially how-tos, hints, and such, just tell me!

Let us start our wonderful journey!

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My name is Sophie Anne Craft and my dad's name is Robert Joe Craft. As for my mom, I don't really know. In fact, I only know a few measly facts about her; she was beautiful, my father adored her, and she really loved our family, but couldn't stay. Personally, I think that just sounds like a bad break-up line.

I have hazel eyes, they can look very green at times, dark blonde hair, dirty blonde if you will, and I am about five feet two and a half inches. My hair is a little past shoulder length and is parted off to the side with ear length bangs. I have long eyelashes and eyebrows that match my hair color. My ears stick out a bit too much, yet are able to look normal, and I had them pierced, but only once.

Jolting myself out of my thoughts, I decide that tonight I am going to try to sleep. When I sleep, I "dream", says my father, but they are more of nightmares. I have been having a ton of those lately, one in particular… I drift off to sleep, unfortunately the same nightmare slipping through my subconscious thoughts.

(Nightmare)

*I am running, running past Third Street, now Fourth, now Fifth. I turn onto a popular side road, thinking I can outrun this thing. Bad move.

I don't ever know why I am running, it's just an instinct I guess. I can always feel this presence behind me, chasing me. So, I ran, like anyone would (I hope!).

Once I even got a plane to get away. I bought a last minute ticket from Delta, and I made it through customs (it didn't take long, because I didn't have anything with me). I made it on, but so did the… thing, as I call it. I blacked out when the plane took off. I never saw the thing.

This time I improvise a plan, figuring the nightmare will end abruptly, like usual, versus finishing, or something. It always seems to end before I can make sense of anything.

This time I run into a shop to my right. It is gigantic and it has large displays in the front. I saw a bright red sign before I run in. I immediately guess I ran into a Target. I race into it without thinking.

As I ran, someone steps forward and calls, "Perfume?" I barely manage a grunt before I am bombarded with it. Now, normally I would be a little irritated by the intrusion of my privacy, but I am running, feeling the presence of the thing nearby.

I race up the escalator, the wrong one, so I had to sprint; excuse me's barely escape my lips. Instantly I decide to take a right turn. I somehow manage to find a way out!

I run out of the door. I feel the hairs on the back of my neck, running down my spine, prickle; the thing is here. Normally in movies, they slowly turn around. No! That is not what you do! I turned around so fast, I got whiplash.

I silently realize that this is definitely the longest any of my dreams/nightmares has continued for. Obviously, I am in too deep of a sleep, or I have survived the thing. My dream self shuddered, somehow, I figured, I am probably shuddering now in my bed. Suddenly, a grotesque creature comes out of the shadows.

The thing has bulky arms and legs, and a nasty looking loincloth wrapping around it. The thing is mostly bald and has a crudely shaped nose, like the thing, had been in waytoo many fights. In other words, I wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole.

I look up and almost gasp, I am sure that I am going insane. Looking back at me was a creature Mr. Brunner taught us very thoroughly about. The thing was a Cyclops.*

(Nightmare end)

Author's Note! Okay! Please review, favorite, follow, or whatever! I want to know what you think! I'll update soon(ish). I hope… and I won't be an evil author and not update this cliffhanger without a certain number of reviews(this time *maniacal laugh*). Of course, no offense to those of you that do…

I haven't set a specific time frame for when I'll update next, but soon(hopefully)!

So long for now! Bye Bye!

~Sam