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"An escape, oh so it's option B for the whole first confrontation it it? You offer me something that you think I can't refuse, be it power or whatever else and then think that I'll just drop everything and join you, well let's get something clear, I'm not going to abandon my friends to join up with you and betray everyone I love!" Stiles was yelling at the end of his little speech, being thoroughly angry by what he thought they were saying.
"Now listen, we're not whatever big bad force of evil you're obviously so used to dealing with, we're not here to kill you or anybody else we're here to explain some things and hopefully help you make some sense of what is happening in your life." The guy said, trying to calm Stiles down before he did anything. "But before that happens I can tell you don't trust us so I'll tell you about us, my name's Percy and this is Annabeth, we came from New York to talk to you so just sit here while we tell you the story, the whole story, and then you can form your own opinions, Okay?"
"Fine"
"Let me guess, for the last couple of years you've been dealing with weird supernatural monsters, have severe ADHD and dyslexia, and weird stuff always seems to be happening to you at the worst possible times?"
"Yeah, are you stalking me because most of that is stuff that 99.9% of the people I know aren't aware of, I've managed to hide my dyslexia from almost everyone except my dad and the whole monster thing is only known by a few people and I only told my own father when his life was at risk because of it."
"No, I'm not stalking you the only things I know for sure are your name and the fact that you live here, the rest of it it just a guess based off of other people I know. Your experiences aren't as uncommon as you think Stilinski."
"Well that's comforting that I'm not being stalked by a guy with a sword but can we cut to the chase, why are you here and what are you explaining?"
"Okay, you asked for it. You know all of the ancient Greek myths of Hercules, Odysseus, Prometheus,-"
"Lycaon?" Stiles interrupted, asking Percy about the only myth that really mattered to him.
"Yeah, how did you know about that? it's not exactly a common myth."
"I have a good memory when it come to obscure facts that surface whenever I get lost in Wikipedia."
"Well all of those myths are true, the gods are real, they exist and they rule over the mortal world on mount Olympus in Manhattan. Where you come in is that the gods, they sometimes travel down to earth and have children with mortals, which all three of us are, we're either called half-bloods or demigods."
"So you're telling me that the Greek gods are real, live in New York, and one of them is one of my parents?"
"Yeah that's about the general gist of it."
"Now forgive my ignorance but just a couple of small things. First, I may not be the best at geography but I'm pretty sure that mount Olympus and the Greek Gods were in Greece. Besides that I know who both of my parents are, my mother had dementia and died when I was ten and my dad is still alive and is the Sheriff here."
"You may want to to call your dad, he might be able to explain more." Percy said, clearly seeing that Stiles didn't believe him.
"Alright, just to prove that you have the wrong guy." Stiles said as he fished his phone out of his pocket.
"Don't use that!" Annabeth screamed as Stiles started to dial.
"And why the hell not?"
"Because you idiot, it pretty much sends out an announcement to all the monsters in the area that says 'IDIOTIC DEMIGOD HERE, PLEASE MURDER' and even though Percy and I could probably handle them I don't need you getting in the way."
"Fine, I'll use the land line, you fucking nutcase." Stiles said, mumbling the last part.
"I heard that!"
"I don't care!"
Stiles went to get the phone in the kitchen and left Percy and Annabeth to talk about him behind his back. He walked up to the phone and dialed his dad's office number which by this point he had memorized. Sheriff Stilinski picked up after one ring and Stiles didn't even leave him time to say hello, "Dad you need to get home now, there's something going on and you need to be here right now."
"Whoa Stiles you need to slow down, what's going on?"
"I can't explain right now you just need to get here ASAP." and he hung up
By the time that the sheriff had gotten there Percy, with the help of Annabeth filed in Stiles on their stories, Percy was a native New Yorker and apparently the son of Posiden, the god of the sea, Annabeth was also from California and apparently the daughter of Athena, the goddess of wisdom. They told him about the camp that they stayed at on Long Island so they weren't in danger, the history of the gods and how their location changed depending on what place is the most powerful at that point, and the two wars that they fought in before they were even eligible to join the army.
"Stiles what the hell is going on and who the hell are these people?" the sheriff asked right as he walked through the door and saw everyone sitting around the living room.
"That's a very good question dad, now would you like to explain to me why Percy and Annabeth here are saying that either you or mom is not my biological parent?"
"Shit, Stiles we didn't want you to find out this way."
"What the hell, are you saying that they're telling the truth?"
"Just sit down so I can explain, your mother and I wanted to tell you, we really did, but we never knew how to."
"So I guess that you aren't actually my biological father? Why did you never tell me, what's the real story?"
"Stiles just calm down so I can explain." The Sheriff said, trying to keep Stiles from having a panic attack.
"I think that I have a perfectly logical reason to be freaking out right now, now talk before I walk right out of that door!"
"Okay, you guessed right that I'm not your biological father but I love you so much, you mean the world to me and I wish you'll-"
"Stop with the feelings old man, stick to the facts and just tell me the truth for once!" Stiles yelled as Percy and Annabeth looked like they would rather be anywhere but in the Stilinski house right then watching as a person's entire world came crashing down around them.
"Claudia, your mother, already had you when I met her. You were only a few months old and she was completely on her own, she never said anything specific about your father but from what she told me I could tell that they were never married and he ran out on her when he found out that she was pregnant. I fell in love with your mother the moment I first saw the two of you together. We were married within a year but we never had any other children, I raised you Stiles from when you couldn't walk and I will love you until the day I die just like your mother." The Sheriff was in tears by the end of his story and he looked more broken than ever before, more than even the day his wife died.
"Right now I don't care. You lied to me for seventeen years and one speech can't erase that. Don't you see? I can't trust anything that you have told me before or tell me after this, I trusted you and now look at what happened!" Stiles made his way to the door and looked like he was about to walk out of the Sheriff's life forever.
"Where are you going Stiles?" The Sheriff asked pleadingly.
"Somewhere where people won't lie to me about who I am." Stiles said with a note of finality just before he slammed the door and stalked off into the woods.
"Now could the two of you tell me who you are and why the hell you told him all of that?"
"You could say that we're friends of the family who came to find him. Now we should probably go find him before he does something stupid." Percy said before following Stiles into the forest with Annabeth close behind him.
A/N: Sorry I couldn't post this earlier I've had a busy week with school and theater stuff going on. You can all probably expect the next chapter by next Sunday but that depends on what I have going on.