Percy Jackson: A Spark of Betrayal Complete

Chapter 1

PERCY POV:

It was around six o'clock as I wandered around Camp Half-Blood, one of the only safe places on earth for demigods like me. Oh, I forgot, my name's Percy Jackson, the son of Poseidon, and hero of Olympus. Anyways, I was pretty much invisible. Sure, I saved Mt. Olympus but the camp only really took notice to me for a couple months, and then I was invisible like I never even did anything. All my life, I wanted to be recognized. I took a deep breath and smelled the strawberries from the nearby field.

'It's funny, really.' I thought, 'the only time that someone-no, anyone- notices you is when you help them is when you do something big.'

I was still wandering around, preoccupied with my own thoughts when something lunged out the shadows at me. I instinctively stepped back and reached into my pocket for my pen/sword, Riptide. But I knew it was already too late to draw it. As the furry mass slammed into me, I realized it wasn't a normal monster. It wasn't a monster that wanted to kill me, anyhow. I was slammed to the ground and felt a huge tongue licking my face. That meant it was the resident hellhound, Mrs. O'Leary.

"Mrs. O'Leary! Get off! You're scraping off my face!" I exclaimed.

"Hey Perce! Sorry about that!" shouted a familiar voice

I turned my head and saw my cousin Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades.

"It's alright!" I shouted from under Mrs. O'Leary, "Just get her off!"

Nico was like a little brother to me. When I was relatively new to camp, I went on a quest with Nico's sister, Bianca. She died on the quest to protect us from a giant malfunctioning robot. Nico hadn't been the same since. He used to be a happy and excitable camper. Nico only seemed to lighten up slightly when he was around his other Big Three cousin, Thalia.

Nico laughed lightly. He jogged over to where I was lying in an awkward position under the paws of Mrs. O'Leary and grinned. He pulled the hellhound off me and helped me up.

"Race you back to the Big House?" Nico asked.

"You're on!" I said.

As we reached the front steps of the Big House, I was in front of Nico. Then Nico jumped out and tackled me. We both tumbled to the ground.

"Nico! Get off my back!" I shouted.

Nico clambered off my back and grinned. I looked up at the sky. It was getting late.

"Hey, it's getting kind of late. I think I'm going to go back to my cabin and crash. Talk to you later." I told Nico

"Alright. See you then." he replied

We shook hands and I went to the Poseidon cabin while he went to the Hades cabin. As I approached the door of the cabin, I realized going in no longer interested me. I walked away from my cabin and headed down to the beach and toward the sea, the realm of my father. As I approached, I heard laughing. I quickly dismissed it.

"Probably other campers relaxing." I thought.

But I was wrong. I saw my girlfriend, Annabeth, with my half-brother, Marcus. They were the ones laughing. At first, my feeling was anger and betrayal. I tried to ignore it, saying that it was nothing, that Annabeth needed some time for other people. I thought about how it all started.

Flashback:

I was walking up Half-blood hill to scout for any demigods that might have been walking up the hill with a satyr. Sure enough, I saw a satyr lugging up camper. The camper, though I didn't know it, was Marcus. He was squealing to be let go. On and on he went, until the satyr dropped him like a sack of potatoes at the peak of the hill. He just lay there, crying his eyes out. I nodded to the satyr, dismissing him. He ran off, clearly relieved to be off. I dragged him to the Big House, where he lay there recovering. My nightfall, he was well and walking around. He was nothing like the weeping mess he was a few hours earlier. He was strutting around, proclaiming he had beaten a hellhound on the way to camp. I thought, 'News buddy, been there, done that, done WAY more than that, prefer not to do it again.' But all the other campers seem taken by him. Even Poseidon, had seemed to favor Marcus. The only person who remained by my side was Nico. I was replaced. That's how my "exile" at camp began.

I was about to turn to walk away when I saw Marcus lean in kiss Annabeth. She pulled away and after a moments hesitation, put her arms around him and kissed him back. Seeing that, all my doubts were erased. I was angry-no, angry didn't cut it- furious.

I walked up to them both and punched Marcus in the gut. Annabeth screamed and stormed towards me and slapped me across the face.

"How could you! I thought you were better than that!"

"He kissed you! You're still my girlfriend!"

"Not anymore." Annabeth replied coldly.

"What?" I said, not believing my ears, still glaring at the wheezing wreck a few feet away from me, that was Marcus.

"You heard. Not anymore."

That hurt more than any dagger could have. I got the signal; I wasn't wanted. I walked back to my cabin, all the while; thinking about what I could have did wrong to spoil my relationship with Annabeth. I packed all my stuff. I went to Nico's cabin and knocked.

"Hey Percy. What do you need?" Nico asked, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

"I'm leaving." I replied.

"What?! Leaving? Why?" Nico exclaimed. I explained the situation to him.

"Wow. So Annabeth just pulled that on you?" he asked shaking his head.

"Yep. Just came to say bye."

"No way! I'm coming with you!"

I was shocked when I heard this. I didn't want to mess up the kid's life any more than I already had. And yet, here he was, telling me he was leaving camp with me. I shook my head.

"You can't come. I already messed up your life. I lost your sister."

"But I'm still coming with you. Look Percy, the past is past. You can't continue beating yourself up for Bianca's sacrifice. Besides, this camp barely tolerates me being here too, being a child of Hades and all."

I could tell that I was getting absolutely nowhere with him. I sighed reluctantly.

"Fine. Pack a bag. We're probably not going to be coming back for a long, long, time."

Nico grinned. "I couldn't have wished for better, cousin."

Ten minutes later, we were all set. I met Nico on the top of Half-blood Hill, by Thalia's pine tree. I rested my hand against the wood of the tree. I felt weird, talking to the tree.

"Take care of the camp, you hear? Thanks for everything."

Nico patted my back. We took one last look at the camp that had been our haven; the haven that betrayed us. Together, we turned into the night, our destination unknown. Maybe we'll travel west. I hear there are other demigods there.

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