The Broken Vow

by theimpossiblepond

Percy, Annabeth, Piper, Leo and Jason have just survived the Prophey of the Seven and are focusing on rebuilding their home. But when a new demigod arrives at camp, it causes them to doubt their loves, their home, but most of all, their family.

2. Chapter 2 - Percy

Chapter 2

Percy

Gripping tightly onto Annabeth, Percy approached the new camper with the wariness he might have used to approach a manticore. As he neared her, he noticed she was trembling, cold or maybe shock. Probably both.

"Get some ambrosia." he whispered to Annabeth as he felt her hand leave his.

As the girl turned towards Percy, he took in her appearance.

Long, dark brown hair. Slim, quite tall. Probably around 16

Silver grey eyes.

"Um hi." Percy said.

"Clueless." whispered Annabeth's voice behind him. Percy smelt chocolate brownies on the air. The smell of ambrosia.

"Hey…" Silver-Eyes replied

"Name?" Annabeth asked over Percy's shoulder.

"Lucy, Lucy Windsor."

"Well. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. Home to Heroes, Gods and Strawberries. Percy and Annabeth Jackson at your service."

"Annabeth what?" Lucy asked confused.

"Annabeth Chase." replied Annabeth. "This is my helpless boyfriend Perseus Jackson."

Light dawned in Lucy's eyes just as Piper and Jason came over the hill, dragging Leo between them. Just as the little party arrived, Lucy tilted her head and asked "Which Gods?"

Piper looked up with a start as Jason dropped Leo and Annabeth frowned in surprise.

"What?" Percy said slowly.

"Come on." Lucy remarked. "You've got a small hurricane buzzing around you feet, your full name in either Greek or Roman, at least half of the people I've seen have got swords and that sign above that house was definitely not in English a minute ago."

Percy looked up at the sign above the entrance to the Big House, where Chiron was galloping towards them as fast as he could, which was pretty fast.

Pasted in yellow letters over the porch read "Elysium Strawberries!" in Ancient Greek.

Smiling a little, Annabeth grabbed Lucy's right hand and showed it to Percy, who was trying to control the hurricane that tended to happen when his emotions went of the scale.

In a silvery shape on the back of it, was an owl.

The Mark Of Athena.

"But she doesn't have blonde hair." he pointed out to Annabeth. "How can she possibly be a child of Athena?"

"It can happen." shrugged Annabeth, "A child of Athena can be gifted with an attribute of their father's."

As Annabeth escorted Lucy down, into the valley. Percy watched them with a feeling of unsatisfaction. That was only strengthened after he heard a soft voice tickle in his ear.

Lies.

MORE CHAPTERS WILL BE COMING SOON!