AN~ Sorry I haven't updated my other stories. Sophomore year has been a pain. I don't own Percy Jackson only my original characters. Not sure if I'll continue this story it was just an idea I had. I'm going to start working on chapter two but depending if people like this I may or may not post the next chapter. Also this does not follow the books. Yet again just an idea I had. Also sorry if there is spelling mistakes.
"Andy, get down here now." I sigh as I turn away from my bedroom window. Exiting my room I head downstairs to see my foster dad, Blake, drunk in the living room.
"It's not even seven thirty in the morning and you're already drunk. Really? I find that unnecessary." Moments later he slaps me in the face. Over the years I gave up being afraid and started hating him more.
"Watch your mouth little girl." Blake growls.
"What did you want anyway?"
"The car is in the shop. You'll have to walk to school." He takes a drink of the beer in his hand and laughs.
"That's two miles away. You could have told me sooner. Now I'm going to be late." I yell in aggravation. Unfortunately for me that earned me another slap. I used to fight back but stopped since I only got beat worse. I grab my bag out of the kitchen and start walking to school. For the most part that is my morning routine. I should probably also mention my name. Andrea Olivia Pond.
An hour and a half later I'm sitting in second hour Mythology. I've only been at school for about ten minutes. Thankfully it's the last day of the year and I don't have to worry about my foster dad making me late to school.
Three hours later I'm at lunch. I sit at the table farthest from anyone. I don't really have any friends that are willing to be around me. When people find out I'm dyslexic and have ADHD they stay away from me. Nobody in this school is dyslexic so none know how to deal with me.
Finally the day is over. Sadly I have to walk home. The walk is actually quite peaceful. I take the back ways so I get to walk past two small beautiful lakes. Once I get home I notice some things are off. For instance some of my stuff is in the garbage and there is an unknown car in the driveway.. I walk into the house to see my foster father talking to the person who probably owns the car. The man seems to be angry at Blake.
"There you are you brat. This man is here to take finally take you away." He says, still obviously still drunk.
"Why?"
"He's going to take you to the camp I've been waiting for you to go to for fifteen years. It's for freaks like you."
"You're not a freak." The man says. He seems to be offended by Blake calling me a freak. I look at the man in detail to see he's about mid twenties with black hair and green eyes… just like me.
"Either way you're gone and I never want to see you again." With that he leaves to the kitchen to get another beer.
"You're not happy here, are you?" The man asks.
"Truethfully, no. He's an asshole."
"Well that makes this slightly easier. Want me to explain everything now of on the way to camp?" I look toward the kitchen thinking about what to do.
"On the way. But what about my things?"
"They're already on their way to camp. Come on, lets go before he comes back." He says giving me a kind smile.
"So what's your name?" I ask him five minutes into the drive.
"Sorry Andrea. My name is Percy Jackson."
"I prefer Andy."
"I should start explaining. This might be hard to believe but you're a demigod. That means-"
"I'm the daughter of a god and a mortal." He gives me an odd look, "I was in Mythology this year. The only class I got As in." He smiles before continuing.
"Camp Half-Blood is a safe place to train heroes. Most only stay for the summer but some stay year round. You stay in a cabin that represents your parent."
"I'm assuming you went there." He nods, "Who's your parent?" He hesitates.
"Poseidon. I'm the son of the Sea God."
"You don't sound to happy."
"It's caused me some trouble. When I first went to camp I was twelve. A lot of bad stuff happened that summer. Mainly because I should never have been born." I give him a look of confusion and he carries on to tell me about the promise Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon made after WWII.
"A child of the three are more powerful than most heroes."
"How come it took so long for me to go to this camp?"
"Sixteen years ago Hades had someone make it so you couldn't be found by monsters."
"Why would he do that?"
"Because he owed me. I asked him to protect you."
"Why?" We pull up to a gate in the middle of the woods that says 'Camp Half-Blood'.
"Because who your father is." With that we walk into camp and a creature that I recognize as a centaur.
"Andy this is Chiron. He runs the activities here. Chiron this is Andrea."
"Good to see you both made it here safely. Percy, would you like to show her around. And afterwards come fine me. I'd like to talk to you."
"Yes, sir."
After almost an hour Percy and I are almost at the end of him showing me around. Our last stop is the cabins. He's showed me all the cabins and told me how the Hermes cabin is for Hermes' kids and undetermined kids. Percy said I was already determined and he'd show me my dad's cabin last. We saw so many cabins that I'm not sure which cabin we haven't seen yet.
"And this is your cabin." We walk into a lakeside cabin that has no one else staying there. Looking around I see a trident carved into the wood, "And my old one."
It all clicked. My entire life. How I'm good at swimming. How the water always calmed me. Everything. Poseidon, God of the Sea, is my father.