Per cy/sephone Jackson and the lightning thief

I do not own the Percy Jackson series.

I have been trying to figure out how to write the movie the power of one for my story Ash's Secret, but need some help figuring out who is on Shamouti Island and their names and interactions, from the plot, which I can't remember, and the sites I've been to don't help so I need some help with that.

Until the battle with Mrs. Dodds the story is mostly from the book before beginning to change, but still follows the book.

The information about kitsune is from the internet, and a few things of my own creation for this story

One person suggested a greek name for Mother/mom to call Hestia, but I couldn't figure out how to write greek on a 3ds.

Chapter 4: I set a bull on fire

We tore through the night along dark country roads, wind slammed against the Camaro. Rain lashed against the wind shield. I didn't know how my mom (Sally) could see anything, but she kept her foot on the gas.

All of us were silent knowing that we were being chased.

The wierd bellowing noise the monster was making rose once again behind us, closer than before, whatever monster was chasing us was still on our trail and getting closer.

My mom (Sally) made a hard left. We swerved onto a narrow road, racing past darkened farmhouses and wooded hills, and PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRY signs.

Mom (Sally) pulled the wheel hard to the right, and I got a glimpse of a figure she'd swerved to avoid - a dark fluttering shape now lost behind us in the storm.

"We're almost there." my mom (Sally) said, "Another mile. Please. Please. Please."

Outside nothing but rain and darkness - the kind of empty countryside you get way out on the tip of long island. Suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. There was a blinding flash, a jaw rattling BOOM! and our car exploded.

I remember feeling weightless, like I was being crushed, fried, and hosed down all at the same time.

I peeled my forehead off the back of the driver's seat and said "Ow."

"Percy!" my mom (Sally) shouted.

"I'm okay..."

I tried to shake off the daze. I wasn't dead. The car hadn't really exploded. We'd swerved into a ditch. Our drivers side door was wedged in the mud. The roof had cracked open like an eggshell and rain was pouring in.

Lightning. That was the only explanation. We'd been blasted right off the road. Next to me in tne backseat was a big motionless lump. "Grover!"

He was slumped over, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. I shook his furry hip, thinking, 'NO! Your my best friend, and I don't want you to die!"

Then he groaned "Food," and I knew there was hope.

"Percy." my mother (Sally) said, "We have to..." her voice faltered... I looked back. In a flash of lightning, through the mud spattered rear wind shield. I saw a figure lumbering towards us on the shoulder of the road. The sight was one I recognized as the minotaur.

"Percy." my mother (Sally) said deadly serious. "Get out of the car."

My mother (Sally) threw herself against the drivers side door. It was jammed in the mud. I tried mine. Stuck too. I looked up desperately at the hole in the roof. It might of been an exit, but the edges were still sizling and smoking.

"Climb out tne passenger's side." my mother (Sally) told me. "Get to the property line."

"Can you help me with Grover?" I asked as I climbed outside, knowing that staying here would be very bad for her, with the minotaur on the loose.

Together, we dragged Grover's arms over our shoulders and started stumbling uphill through waist high-grass.

I glanced back, and got my first clear glance at the minotaur, who for some reason was wearing only bright white fruit of the loom underwear. Unfortunately, I would have to transform to beat him, and I was trying not to let anyone other than my moms know.

The minotaur hunched over the car, looking in the windows-or with it's bad sense of sight, more like looking for our scent.

"Food?" Grover moaned.

"Shhh." I told him, the minotaur may have bad hearing, but he is not deaf.

Suddenly, the minotaur bellowed in rage. He picked up Gabe's Camaro by the torn roof, the chasis creaking and groaning. He raised the car over his head, and threw it down the road, making me really glad I had gotten mom, (Sally) and Grover out of the car when I did. It slammed into the asphalt and skidded in a shoower of sparks for about half a mile, before coming to a stop. The gas tank exploded.

Not a scratch. I remember Gabe saying.

Oops.

"Percy." my mom (Sally) said. "When he sees us he'll charge. Wait until the last second, then jump out of the wa - directly to the side. He can't change directions very well once he's charging. Do you understand."

"Yes." I said, as I heard another bellow of outrage as the Minotaur started torwards us, he had smelled us.

The border was only a few yards away, but the hill was getting steeper, and slicker, and Grover wasn't getting any lighter.

The minotaur closed in, another few seconds and he'd be on top of us.

My mother (Sally) must of been exhausted, but she shouldered Grover and said "Go, Percy! Separate! Remember what I said."

I didn't want to split up, but I had a feeling she was right - It was our only chance, especially since mom (Hestia) taught me to sense when a god is watching, and although Zeus stopped watching after he blasted the car with lightning, probably thinking that he had killed us, I could still sense another. I sprinted torward the left, turned and saw the minotaur bearing down on me. His black eyes glowed with hate. He reeked like rotten meat.

He lowered his head and charged, the razor sharp horns aimed straight at my chest. I held my ground, and at the last moment, I jumped to the side.

The minotaur stormed past like a fright train, then bellowed with frustration, and turned, but not towards me this time, towards my mother (Sally) Who was setting Grover down in the grass.

We'd reached the crest of the hill. Down the other side, I could see the valley containing camp Half-Blood.

The minotaur grunted, pawing the ground. He kept eyeing my mother (Sally), who was now retreating slowly downhill, back toward the road. Trying to lead him away from Grover.

"Run, Percy!" She told me. "I can't go any farther. Run!"

But I just stood there frozen in fear for my mother (Sally). She was to far away for me to help, and although I've been in danger before, this is the first time someone I care about is in danger. She tried to sidestep, as she'd told mme to do, but the Minotaur had learned his lesson. His hand shot out and grabbed her by the neck as she tried to get away. He lifted her as she struggled, kicking and pummeling the air.

"Mom!"She caught my eyes, and managed to choke out one last word. "Go!"

Then, with an angry roar, the minotaur closed his fists around my mothers neck, and she dissolved before my eyes, melting into light, a shimmering golden form, as if she were a holographic projection, a blinding flash, and she was simply...gone.

"No!" I yelled, barely noticing the divine presense leave with my mom's death, and to upset to notice that that her deathshould not of happened, tnat way, not even leaving a body.

Anger, replaced my fear. No longer was I scared for my mother, now I wanted revenge for a loved one, which even mom(Hestia) has told me she has felt before, despite her peaceful nature she is protective of her family. Not even caring if anyone was watching, I hanged into my fox form, before launching a fireball at the minotaur's privates, and not just any fireball either, it was made of foxfire, which burns the soul, thereby permanently injuring monsters, gods, goddesses, demigods, and mortals, unless said injury was a lethal attack, to a monster, or god. Then they could reform, if not they would lose whatever was burned off permanently, in this case even reforming would not help, and the minotaur would never have privates again. I had figured it out after the last time I ran into the Nemian Lion while in my fox form, who keeps trying to force himself on me, and I thought this would be a good deterent I could use next time. Plus eventually my fox form will be able to take human form, and I could use it if Ares tries to make me a conquest, or Apollo, tried to charm me, or any other god, for that matter.

This caused the minotaur to roar in pain. While he was in pain I lunged forward and ripped out his jugular turning him to dust. After that I changed back to human and started to cry, before finally going back and picking up Grover and carrying him to the farm house I knew was called the big house. Finallyfalling unconscious in front of Chiron, and a girl I didn't recognize from the mental stress.

My last conscious thoughts were hearing her tell Chiron "He's the one." and Chiron replying, "Silence Annabeth, help me get him inside."

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