Percy Jackson Story
Summary. This story takes place after TLO..Philip Ramirez, a 14 year old demi-god that lived in Haiti. He obviously doesn't know he's demi-god. There's gonna be percabeth somewhere in this story..but that's coming a little bit later.
Disclaimer: im only gonna say this once..and it applies for the whole story…I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON….or any of the other characters in PJO….i only own Philip and any other characters I decide to make up. Just to top it off..i swear that on the River Styx. Ok…im starting the story
Chapter OneI really don't remember my father that much but my mom said I saw him after I was born. I looked up at his eyes and I didn't see any color at all. Partly because I was color-blind back when I was a baby. Im not color blind now but that's the only time I remember seeing my dad.
Ok now back to the present. Sort of. I have lived in the US for only about 5 years. I left because there was a minor earthquake (not as big as the most recent one) in Haiti, and my house near the beach was completely destroyed. The only bad part is, I was swimming with some of my friends, and its either I had very, very bad timing or I am part ninja, that not two seconds before the earthquake, I sneezed.
Everyone flew out of the water, and when I mean flew I mean flew. We all got faceplants in the ground. We all cursed loudly and ran off, so luckly that no one got hurt except for a couple of cuts and bruises. That was the last day I spent in Haiti.
I went to live with my aunt, Haley. It was fun, but I kept getting in trouble at school. I was doing well in my classes, but I was constantly in detention, somewhat because I kept getting in fights. These people didn't understand that I probably the BEST fighter in the school, one because I do all sorts of martial arts and I wrestle.
THE YEAR AFTER THE EARTHQUAKEIm sitting at school, in Biology class, talking about metaphase but I really can't understand the teacher because im completely blanking out. Then all of a sudden, a paper airplane hits me in the back of my head. I snap out of my daze and grabbed the airplane out of the air before anyone could see it.
"Hey what's that," my lab partner/best friend, Zephyr (I really don't know why his parents named him that) asked.
"Oh somebody just threw this at my head," I replied casually.
"Does it have writing on it. Open it up!" he whispered.
"Ok man calm down." I whispered back. The note read Meet me in the back alley right after school…we need to talk….signed, you'll see when u get there. I couldn't read it that well because of my dyslexia but after a couple times trying to read it I got the basic message, "ok that's creepy"
"Well yeah it is, I wonder who sent it? " I wondered to myself out loud.
"Philip!" My teachers voice rang out in the classroom. She started walking towards me. I thought quickly and shoved the paper airplane up my sleeve. "Philip. What did you just do with that piece of paper that I saw in your hands." She asked me.
She obviously did not just see me put this thing up my sleeve. I swear teachers are getting more blind every single freaking year. "ummm what paper are u talking about." I pointed at my notebook, "this is the only paper I have and I'm taking notes with it." She gave me a glare that was very strange, but being a difficult kid, I gave her one back, then crossed my eyes. She practically ran back to her seat.
"oh my goodness you just scared our teacher!" Zephyr exclaimed silently gave me a high five under the table.
"Wow this class really needs to end. Like now." I said. Suddenly the fire alarm went off. I saw a tall black haired kid run across the window. Everyone got up and ran out the classroom and pelted down the hallway and out the door.