Percy Jackson and the family of avengers

Goat Boy

Percy's pov.

The soft grass shook in the wind I sat up slowly and looked around

'Where am I?'

I stood

'Who am I?'

'I am..... per.... Perseus Jackson'

'But everyone call me percy like my foster dad......'

'Who is my foster dad?'

I looked down at my clothes I had on a blue shirt and dark blue jeans and black sneakers

I pulled a pen out of my pocket

In the grass to my right I saw a white cast

I picked it up

'Iron man was here'
And there was a drawing

I folded it up and stuffed it in my pocket

"Hello?"

No answer so I stared walking

I have no clue where but I was scared

I ran for three days and today felt special so I stole a blue cupcake from the store

'It's my birthday I'm....I'm seven'

I kept walking my clothes were dirty and torn apart I ran into a few giant dogs but my pen was a sword

Finally some luck

I found the beach

It felt special to me I ran down the shore until I reached a cabin

It was old but it felt like home

I sat by the door a soothing voice spoke to me

'I met your father here ,you know'

"Does he hate me that why he left?"

'Oh no, percy your father loved you he wanted to stay but he couldn't'

'Because he's dead?'

'He is not dead he's.....lost'

She had said

'Not dead lost at sea'

I slept in the cabin I cried

I want to go home but.....
I don't know where home is

I'm alone
I'm hungry
I'm scared

I'm lost

I jolted away from a nightmare the three voices screaming scared me the storm Didn't help

I stopped by the bedroom door

I heard the door open and close

I pulled out my sword
I liaised closely I heard hooves

'A horse?'

I slipped out of the room and saw a boy he had shaggy brown hair and goat legs a green shirt that was wet

He was eating the couch

I pointed the tip of my sword at the back of his neck

"Don't move" I growled he stiffened and yelped

"Oh oh oh please don't kill me! I'm just a poor old goat looking for a place to stay!" He bleated

"Why are you eating the couch?" he kept his back turned and stuffed another peace in his mouth

"I eat when I'm nervous" I lowered my sword and he turned around
He leaped back when he saw me

"I new it! I new I smelled a demigod!" he claimed and limped on his hooves

"So I'm a demigod I've heard of those before....." I thought and pointed my sword at him

"Who are you?"

He bowed

"I'm Grover underwood junior protector"