A/N: I'M BACK! So this chapter has another OC, I hope you guys like her.
Olivia's POV
I felt hollow. Yes I had Wen, and my best friends, but Ray, my own brother wasn't speaking to me, and Grams was dying, if not already dead. I was scared. I wasn't afraid to admit it. I was scared. I couldn't sleep, and when I did I had nightmares. I was sleeping right now, and all I could see was Grams dying and Ray saying everything was my fault. I kept tossing and turning, and no matter what I did, he was there, telling me everything was my fault.
"Olivia," I heard distantly, I knew the voice but I couldn't place it because it sounded so distorted and dream like. "Olivia," I heard again, but louder this time. It kept getting louder and louder. I felt a gentle shaking, but in my dream it was an earthquake.
"Olivia!" I woke up startled, shooting up from where I was lying. I looked around to see the back of the truck, it was almost pitch black outside. I looked over to my side, Wen was looking at me, worry filling his eyes.
I started crying, and just hugged him. He hugged me back, just holding me there, stroking my hair gently. "Shhh, it was only a dream," He whispered. I just kept crying. Nothing he said would make me feel better. He lied down, me still in his arms. We just lay there, him stroking my hair trying to calm me down. "What happened? Tell me Olivia," Wen said, his chin resting on top of my head.
"I was in a hospital, Grams was lying in a bed, dying slowly. I just stood there watching, and then Ray appeared. He just kept saying 'It's your fault' and everywhere I turned, he was there. Then everything turned black, and Ray just kept growing and growing, and there was no where I could turn." I said crying into his chest.
"Shhh. It was a dream, nothing more, none of it is real." He kept stroking my hair soothingly.
"Who's driving?" I asked, looking over at the front seats of the truck.
"Percy," Wen said simply.
"Oh," I said. The truck then started moving to the side, like the driver had fallen asleep. Oh Gods. "Percy," I said quietly.
"What?" Wen asked looking down at me.
I let go of him and shot up like a rocket, "PERCY!" I screamed! I looked to the side, the truck was swerving. I was glad that Christine had said to drive on empty roads. I looked to the side, and we were getting closer to ditching the truck.
"Olivia, what is going on?" Wen asked.
"Percy fell asleep," I said simply.
Wen's face instantly dropped.
"PERCY!" I screamed again.
"What's going on?" Stella asked from the other side of me.
"Percy fell asleep," Wen said looking at her.
"Is that a bad thing?" Mo asked from the other side of the flat bed.
"Percy's driving," Wen said.
I looked over at them, their faces dropping. "Uh guys? The trucks going to go into the ditch." Stella said.
"PERCY!" I screamed one more time. I saw in the front seat of the truck Percy wake up violently, but it was too late, the truck had hit the ditch.
The truck turned violently. I tried to hang on to the rim of the flat bed, but it didn't work, I fell from my side of the truck, hitting the other side of the flat bed, breaking my right leg, I screamed in pain. The truck stopped spinning, and I hit the ground, my head hitting a rock or something hard.
"OLIVIA!" Wen yelled. He got up from where he was. He ran towards me, "Olivia, are you okay?" Wen asked, looking at me worry filling his eyes.
"I think I broke my leg, and my head is pounding. I think I hit a rock or something when I fell." I said rubbing my head.
"Olivia, there's no rock near here." Wen said looking at me.
"GUYS!" Annabeth's voice came from the truck.
"Annabeth!" I yelled. Wen helped me up, putting his arm around my waist to help me hobble along.
"Olivia, is everything okay? What happened? Are you okay?" Annabeth was scratched on her face, it looked like the glass broke and flew everywhere.
"Percy fell asleep while driving again," I said, "I think I broke my leg, and my head hurts, but I feel fine."
"Wow. Well I'm going to go kill Percy." Annabeth said barging over to the truck, "PERCY JACKSON!" Annabeth screamed.
Mo, Charlie and Stella walked ran over to where we were. "Are you guys okay?" Stella asked looking at us.
"My legs broken." I said.
"And I sprained my wrist." Wen said.
"What about you guys?" I asked looking over them.
"Nothing, a little bumped and bruised, but nothing serious." Charlie said.
"Oh good," I said, than a thought ran through my head. "Ray," I whispered.
"What?" Wen asked looking at me.
"Ray," I said. Wen had a look of realization all over his face.
"Hang on," Wen said. He picked me up in the bridal position and ran towards the truck.
Christine was standing there trying to open the door to Ray's side of the truck.
"Christine what's going on?" Wen asked putting me down.
"Ray, he didn't put his seatbelt on, he hit his head on the roof when the car flipped." Christine said frantically pulling on the door handle, but it wouldn't budge.
Wen put me down, "Hold on to her," He said to Christine. He walked over to the truck and took the handle in his hand.
"Wen what are you doing?" I asked as I hobbled over to Christine.
"Getting Ray out of there." Wen grabbed the handle and pulled hard on it. The car door came right off the hinges, Ray's unconscious body slumping.
Christine helped me over to Wen, when she was sure I was steady, she got Ray out of the truck, laying him on the ground checking to make sure he was alright. "He's got a concussion, he must have hit his head on the roof of the truck, and his leg is broken. We know how that one happened."
"Now we know what I felt on my head when I hit the ground, but I don't have a concussion," I said.
"You get what happened to him, just not as bad," Christine said, pointing at his leg she continued, "His leg is broken, but not as bad as yours."
"Okay then," I said. Christine took to taking care of Ray. I looked over at Wen, "How did you do that?" I asked looking at him.
"Children of Hephaestus have unimaginable strength. Jasmine told me about on my first day in the cabin. She thought it would in handy. She was right." Wen looked over at the truck.
"Yeah, she was."
"Ray, is going to be okay, he'll just be a little weird for the next little while," Christine said walking up to us.
I heard a rustling in the bushes. I looked over and saw a girl. As soon as she saw me though, she bolted. "Guys, look!" I screamed, getting the attention of everyone.
"What is it Olivia?" Mo asked running over.
"Over there, there was a girl. She looked a year or two younger than us," I said pointing to the bushes.
"Could she be from camp?" Annabeth asked, coming over with Percy and Grover.
"No she didn't look like someone from camp," I said shaking my head.
"Well then, who could she be?" Grover asked.
"I don't know, but I think she saw Wen rip the door off the truck," I said looking down at the now destroyed door.
"Wait, Wen did what?" Stella asked.
"I ripped the door off the truck, Ray was unconscious inside the truck, and the door wouldn't open. He hit his head on the roof when the car flipped cause he doesn't like to wear a seatbelt," Wen explained.
"How did you rip the door off the truck?" Charlie asked, his arm around Mo's shoulder,
"Children of Hephaestus have unimaginable strength, my sister Jasmine explained it to me on my first day at camp. She thought it would come in handy," Wen said.
"Okay, well she was right," Mo said quietly, but just loud enough, for everyone to hear.
"Anyway, what about this girl?" Grover asked looking at me.
"I don't know, but she ran into the woods." I pointed to where I saw the girl.
"I can find her." Grover then took off his pants, satyr stuff, and ran into the woods, faster than any of us could possibly think about going.
"HAVE FUN GOAT BOY!" Christine screamed after him.
"Was that necessary?" I asked looking at her.
"Yeah." Christine went back to taking care of Ray's leg.
Grover's POV (A/N: Never thought I'd do this one, wish me luck.)
I ran as fast as I could go, I picked up on the girl's scent. I followed her scent, until I was stuck. The scent had stopped. I ran in circles, seeing if she was hiding in one of the bushes, but I couldn't find her. Something felt off. I looked up, and there she was, a tall girl, who looked like she hadn't seen other people in days. She wore torn skinny jeans, and a black Mariana's Trench concert t-shirt, pulled back by a hair elastic, why she had one I don't know, because her hair was short, like Emma Watson short, and blonde, with pink in it. She had a bright orange backpack hanging off her shoulders.
"Hey, it's okay. I won't hurt you." I said looking up at her.
"What is with your legs?" She asked pointing down at them.
"I'm a satyr, they're goat legs." I said pointing at my legs. "Come on down sweetie."
"Don't call me sweetie." She said as she started climbing down slowly, as if she was scared I would hurt her, but I wasn't going to. For all I know she could be one of us, and I can't hurt a demigod, unless the attack another demigod, that would make me an awful protector.
"Come on." I said holding out my arm.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked worriedly. I didn't blame her, I mean it's not every day you see a satyr walking around.
"To meet my friends," I said simply.
"You mean that weird guy that ripped the door of the truck?" She asked.
"You saw that? Don't worry he won't hurt you." I said reassuringly.
"Okay." She said. She walked beside me, I put my arm around her shoulder gently, making sure she was okay.
"So what's your name?" I asked looking down at the blonde girl.
"Jessica." She said simply, looking forward.
"Nice name, can I call you Jessie?" I asked.
"No. Jess or Jessica, no Jessie. I hate it when people call me Jessie." She said glaring up at me.
"Jess or Jessica it is then." She smiled.
"Good. Now do you want to explain to me what happened back there?" She asked.
"How about you tell me why you're in the woods far away from any city." I said looking down at the fifteen year old.
"I'd rather not," She said looking forward once again.
"Jessica, you're a fifteen year old girl wandering alone in the woods. Why?" I asked.
"I ran away," She said simply.
"Why would you do that?" I asked, still looking down at her.
"Because my Mom wanted me to move away from my entire life! That's why! Her stupid fiancé wants to move my family out of the state. And her stupid fiancé is cheating on her, I've seen the idiot with a bunch of other girls, and the woman won't believe me!" She said.
"Oh, what state are we in anyway? Just out of curiosity?" I asked looking down at her.
"Indiana, and she wanted to move to Minnesota. So not happening. My whole life is here." She said.
"Oh." I stopped and looked up. "Here we are." I said. I walked forward, but when I hear any footsteps behind me I turned around. Jessica was frozen. "Everything is okay." I said.
"Okay, I trust you," She walked forward. We both continued walking until we reached the car wreck. "Percy?" She whispered. "Percy?" She said louder.
Percy turned to look at her. "Jess? What are you doing here?" Percy asked.
Jessica ran up and hugged him, and started crying lightly, I could hear it from here. "My Mom wants to move me to Minnesota. I don't want to move to Minnesota." She said quietly yelling.
"Percy, who is she?" Olivia asked hobbling over to where Percy was standing.
"Jessica, she's my cousin." Percy said looking at Olivia, while hugging Jessica tightly.
"Demigod?" I mouthed.
"No." He mouthed back. "Why did your Mom want to move you to Minnesota?" Percy asked, looking down at the young girl.
"Her fiancé's family lives there. And even though I tell her that her stupid fiancé is a lying cheating scum bag, she won't believe me. I've seen him with a bunch of other girls." Jessica said, wiping the tears away from her eyes.
"Jessica this isn't good, you have to go back, your Mom is probably worried sick." Percy said trying to reason with her.
"I'm not going back. She's going to make me pack up my life and move to Minnesota and then she'll realize that what I told her was true and that she moved across the country for no reason, and we won't have the money to move back." Jessica slapped her legs as she finished. Jessica's face instantly brightened, "Can I come with you?" Jessica asked looking up at Percy.
We all gathered around behind Jessica, making sure Percy could see us, we all shook our heads and mouthed "No", but Percy said, "Sure, but it'll be difficult."
We all deflated in frustration. This little quest is getting bigger then we imagined
A/N: So what did you guys think of Jessica. We have a mortal on the quest. How is this going to go? You guys should read the opening authors note on the next chapter, because it has some vital information on Jessica, and how I came up with her character. Anyway you know the drill, tell me what you thought, and what you want.
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