Percy POV
I was out patrolling Camp Half Blood, carelessly at evening. Annabeth was also patrolling the camp border with me. We mainly just chatted. After a few minutes Wise Owl left, to go drink some water. I sat down, below Thalia's tree, waiting for her. Suddenly, I heard a scream.
" SOMEONE, PLEASE HELP ME" screamed a frightened feminine voice. Oh, well, looks like we're getting a new female camper.
I rushed to the place the scream was coming from and found a boy, being chased to death by a hellhound, screaming his mind off.
With a swift movement, I finished off the hellhound with Riptide.
After doing so, I asked the boy, "Hey, you alright? You look kinda tired, wanna rest, this is Camp Half-Blood" The boy immediately snatched my sword and knocked me to the ground, taking me by surprise.
He snottily said "Thanks loser, but I don't need your help" Of course, the pain was nothing but since, for the first time in my life, my brain was going at miles per hour, I couldn't move because I couldn't comprehend what was going on. Just as I was about to speak, I heard dozens of people walking up the hill.
I looked up to see the whole of Camp Half-Blood looking down at us.
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Disgraced Heir
FanfictionPercy finds a new camper, only to find that this camper is a son of godly thunder shit. (Good old Zeusy's son) He makes everyone turn against Percy. So, Percy goes to the gods and at that very moment, Chaos arrives. Read on to know what happens next.
