Chapter 1
A/N: First off, I'd like to thank my 5 first reviewers, 5 in under 24 hours! Also, I got my first pm ever! Thank you so much Lolitathegoddessorca860 for the lovely pm! And thanks for all of the reviews. This gives me the motivation to write on, although I am busy with finals and my other fic too.
Anyways, I hope you like this chapter, though honestly, I have no idea where I'm going with this story. You can always pm me for suggestions!
Also, I think I'll make every other chapter a different point of view, so this chapter will be Percy's point of view.
Percy sat dejectedly on the couch, his eyes glazed over, and his blue ice cream untouched. The earlier events repeated themselves over and over again in Percy's mind.
*Flashback*
"Nice job, Perce." Dave said.
Dave and I had been best friends ever since I joined the team two years ago.
"Thanks," I said. "You too man."
My friend gave me a slightly hesitant smile, which I didn't quite understand, but I decided to brush it off.
Dave was a good swimmer. He was the next best after me, and while we were very different from one another, we both loved the water more than anything else – well Dave loved his girlfriend more, most likely. Girlfriends, more accurately. He's a player, hanging out with one girl one week, the next week, a new girl. Poseidon know what they did during the time they were together.
The rest of the team was pretty average. Truthfully, when Percy had first joined the team, it was falling apart completely, dropping out of competitions. Things had seemed impossible and hopeless for the team, and Dave had just barely been getting them into regionals when Percy had showed up.
Percy had already been in a few competitions before, winning all of them, and it was a desperate try when the coach of the Tridents had contacted Percy. When Percy had gotten the message, he had already gotten many requests from great teams competing nationally each year.
But he couldn't refuse when he'd seen how much help the team needed. Plus, he and Dave had bonded almost immediately after they met, and Percy decided to stay.
Anyways, after departing from his friend, Percy headed towards the Empire State Building. He had some serious stuff to discuss with his dad.
Percy had just parked opened the door of his light blue Maserati when he saw a female figure walking into the tall building ahead of him. Percy could only see her backside, but she was wearing a camp Half-Blood t-shirt, ripped jeans and running shoes. Her blonde hair was tied back into a pony-tail, which swayed back and forth as she walked in a memorizing way. She was carrying a large bag with rolls of paper sticking out of the top. Percy frowned. For some reason, this seemed like a Deja-vu, something about her seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite pinpoint it.
She entered the elevator before Percy could ask her anything, and the door panels shut.
And so Percy waited, tapping his feet impatiently as time went by. He assumed it was taking this long because the girl was going all the way to the top; to Mount Olympus. This unsettled Percy as well. Demigods usually didn't just enter Mount Olympus like that. Honestly, it was a surprise that Zeus let himself visit mount Olympus, since the gods are picky like that.
Finally, a ding was heard and the doors slid open. Percy rushed inside, pressing 6-0-0. At least he hoped that's what he pressed, he was dyslexic, after all.
Waiting in the elevator was just as bad, especially with the 60's elevator music. But at least no one was watching him torture himself, trying to figure out the words of the stupid prophecy this dad had told him.
Percy took a deep breath. Heroes only brought themselves trouble by trying to avoid fate. Percy knew that all too well. Even after all of those years, Annabeth's words stuck to his mind.
Annabeth… Percy felt a surge of guilt rush through him. He had left her alone and heartbroken without even an explanation. But Percy couldn't explain. It was just too hard. Plus, he would be killed too is he explained it.
Another ding was heard before Percy could ponder on that subject for too long, and the elevator doors slid back open.
Percy strolled out as the scent of fresh roses greeted him. He momentarily forgot about his problems. He closed his eyes, and in his mind, a picture of his girlfriend, Piper formed. But the image didn't stay there long – it began to ripple like something had dropped in a reflection pool, and soon after, all Percy could see was black. This jolted him out of his reality as he headed towards the temple of his father.
Warm sand squished under his feet, and Percy inhaled the salty sea air, feeling right at home. Poseidon was in his laid back mood today, as he had settled in his hammock, sipping some fruit punch out of one of those glasses with mini umbrellas.
Percy stopped right behind him and cleared his throat.
His father turned around lazily, smiling amicably.
"I assume you're here to talk about the prophecy, eh?"
"Dad, this isn't funny. Something bad is going to happen, and you know it." Percy said angrily.
Poseidon stood up. "Look, Percy, I know you're mad, but some things can't be avoided. You just have to let them come to you. It's like waves. You've got to let them come to you, and only then will you get the full feeling of the water lapping up against your feet. Only then will you understand the full meaning of the prophecy. Sometimes the waves are just out of your reach, and you've got to accept that okay?"
"Thanks for the great explanation." Percy grumbled. "Now I'm listening to my dad lecturing me about wave metaphors."
His father sighed, "The truth is, I'm a bit worried about this prophecy too; I didn't get many details on it from Apollo, but it's going to be hard Percy."
"I have the Achilles thing, remember?"
"It's difficult in a different way."
For a few seconds, neither of them talked. Percy had a sneaking suspicion of what the answer was.
"In what way do you mean, then?" Percy inquired, doing the best to keep fear out of his voice.
"You know it already Percy, that's the one thing the prophecy was clear about. But you need to know something; it's not about Piper."
This got Percy's attention, "What do you mean? How do you know?"
"Think twice, Percy. Do you really love Piper, or is it just to start over and forget about the past?" His dad asked.
"I love Piper," Percy said, his voice quavering slightly. "I would never use her for anything."
"You like Piper." Poseidon corrected. "That is not the same as loving. Think about the past; has there ever been anyone that you've sacrificed so much for before, someone you'll never forget, no matter how hard you try to?"
"I do love Piper." Percy said in barely a whisper.
"You can't even convince yourself of that." His dad said, frowning.
"Why can't you tell me more?" Percy pleaded.
"Percy, I know you're worried, but this isn't in your control, or my control, or anyone who I know –" Poseidon didn't finish his sentence. His eyes were fixed on something over Percy's shoulder.
Percy too, turned around, following his father's gaze. He gasped. Standing there, was the person Percy least expected, besides Nikki Minaj fully clothed with gorgon tusks for teeth.
It was the girl he'd seen when he'd entered. The one with the blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, camp Half-blood t-shirt and jeans, and large bag of paper rolls, which Percy now deduced were blue-prints. But Percy barely processed all of that when he saw her eyes. Her stormy gray eyes. Percy could have stared at the all day, but he noticed that her originally shocked expression turned to one of anger. Those beautiful gray eyes darkened. Her fists clenched.
For five extremely painful seconds, she just stood there, and Percy just stared. Percy probably would have stared longer, but she began marching towards him, her gray eyes murderous. Percy just had enough time to think "oh hell" when she stood right in front of him, so close that he could feel her harsh exhale against his skin and brought her hand to about his cheek level.
Percy began to panic. He tried to move, or at least look elsewhere. But his feet were glued to the ground, and his eyes couldn't break eye contact with hers. Annabeth fucking Chase was about to destroy him. The girl he'd left. The girl who loved him. And he'd loved her back. But none of this seemed to matter to Annabeth as she swiped her hand across the air, landing on his cheek, hard.
SPLAT!
Percy had his head turned 45 degrees, and he was once again froze in motion as he watched her run away.
"Why that was unexpected…" His dad muttered, but Percy didn't hear a thing.
*End of flashback*
And so that was how Percy had gone home; miserable, with a red hand mark on his right cheek. He'd actually decided to go to his mom's apartment instead, trying to ease the pain with his favorite treat, blue dessert. But so far nothing had worked.
The sound of this phone ringing brought him out of his miserable, dream-like state. He checked the caller ID; Piper.
"Hey Pipes," Percy said. "What's up?"
"Are you still up for our date at Starbucks?" Piper asked.
Oh shit! Percy had completely forgotten about it. He curse at himself silently.
"Oh year, sorry about that. Just had a little encounter with someone who I haven't seen in a long time. It didn't go too well. Plus, traffic." Percy said while racing out of the door.
"Okay, I'll wait for you. I hope you're okay, because you sound kind of dejected right now." Piper said.
Percy nearly cussed out loud. Being the daughter of Aphrodite, Piper knew this kind of stuff.
"I'm fine, see ya!" Percy ended the call and stuck his phone into the back pocket of his jeans.
This day definitely wasn't going his way, Percy thought while getting into his car.
He thought, while driving how he'd explain to Piper the hand mark and whatever the heck he had been talking about earlier. How was he supposed to explain Annabeth without Piper knowing something? Was it time he told her about the prophecy?
Percy was actually kind of relieved for the extra traffic, which gave him time to think about his responses, even though it made his extra late to his date.
What the hell was he going to do?
A/N: Okay, I basically wrote this whole thing today, so it might be kind of rushed. Like I said, I have no idea where this is going, but I hope you like it anyways! Thanks for the reviews, once again. I'm open to all your suggestions and all, so, review your thoughts and peace out!
