This is just an introduction so it's super short. The actual story will begin in the next chapter which should be up in the next day or two.

I'm writing this because I am deaf, but in a couple weeks I will be receiving cochlear implants. The hearing aides didn't work, so we are hoping this will. The doctors say that there is a good chance that they will help me to hear. It won't be super strong hearing, but I will be able to hear sounds and that's what matters. I know that a sound is vibrations moving through the air, but I can't even comprehend of imagine what exactly hearing and sounds are. I'm super excited to find out what music is, and what a laugh sounds like, and to basically just be able to hear anything at all.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. That is all Rick Riordan.

Sally Jackson had a bad feeling. She had her little Percy, just a baby a few weeks old in the back of her car. It was raining hard and loud thunder was rolling. The winds seemed to try and blow her car over. She feared that Zeus had found out Poseidon broke the oath. Her fears were confirmed when lighting struck right next to her car.

She swerved instinctively and muttered how she should never have taken Percy to the beach. Unfortunately, lightning struck again and hit the back of the little car. The glass shattered and the trunk was on fire. Fortunately, no one was hurt badly. Percy had a shallow cut on his cheek from the glass and was crying. Sally jumped out of the car and grabbed Percy. They got out just in time before lightning struck the car once more and blew it up. Sally and her baby were blown off their feet and across the road. Sally protected her child the best she could, but in the end she was clutching an unconscious baby with blood seeping out of his ears. She cried over her child and with a shaking hand reached for the phone in her pocket. Before she could dial 911, she too succumbed to the darkness pulling her under.

12 years later

Grover was glad that he was given a second chance. He was determined not to fail again. He was even willing to have to go to one of the worst schools in New York if it meant he would get his searcher's license.

That didn't mean he didn't hate every second of it. The kids were rude and unkind. It was the first day of school, and he was already singled out and bullied. He had to use the crutches and fake feet which were annoying, but they did get him out of PE. It was the only good thing about them.

The whole day he told himself, "Don't listen to them, they're just mortals" and "You can't be focused on what people think or do to you. There could be a demigod here in need of help."

There was a very good chance for a demigod to be in a troubled school like this. Demigods did not have good reputations at most schools and often get kicked out because of "accidents." He sniffed around all day, but he couldn't smell anything out of the ordinary.

Finally the bell rang signaling the end of the school day. The students rushed out the door, and Grover, who did not want to be tripped or trampled, waited patiently behind. Yancy Academy was a boarding school so they didn't actually get to leave, but they could wander around the grounds and go to their dormitories.

Grover eventually hobbled out of the classroom and out of the school. He decided to go on a walk around the grounds and connect a little with nature.

He walked along the sidewalk until it became a dirt path that took him into a grove of trees next to a small stream. He marveled at the beauty and took a deep breath.

Then he frowned and sniffed once more. He could smell something powerful here. Grover became on edge and looked around. He couldn't see anything so he closed his eyes and listened. He heard and scratching sound coming from the right and so he turned and sniffed. The smell was definitely there so he walked in that direction.

There was a large tree next the stream. He was almost to it when he tripped over a stone and went tumbling forward. His crutches were launched forward past the tree and his knees and face dug into the ground. Heart pounding and knees and face hurting he tried to stand up. He found himself being helped up and felt his crutches being handed to him.

Grover wiped the dirt from his eyes and came face to face with a beach tanned boy with messy black hair and beautiful sea green eyes. Grover had found his demigod.

"Thanks." Grover said and the boy gave a small smile and nodded. He then walked back to the tree and sat down against it. The boy pulled out a small pad and pencil. Grover realized the scratching sound he had heard was pencil moving across paper.

Grover moved closer to the demigod but he didn't seem to notice. Grover peered over the boy's shoulder and looked at what he was doing.

It was a drawing pad, and the boy was drawing a beautiful women with eyes that twinkled and a smile that made him feel warm.

"That's a very good drawing." Grover said.

The boy, however, said nothing and kept drawing.

"My name is Grover. What is your name?" Grover asked

Again, he was met with silence.

Grover frowned and stared at the boy. The boy seemed to sense this because he looked up at Grover. He looked apologetic and slightly confused.

Grover said, "Why haven't you answered me?"

The boy's eyes widened in understanding and his cheeks colored slightly.

The boy rubbed his fist in a circle on his chest, pointed to himself, and then pointed his finger from his ear to just outside the corner of his mouth.

Grover just looked at the boy in confusion. The boy shook his head and picked up the pencil again. He wrote something down on the pad. He held the pad up for Grover to see.

"Sorry, I am deaf." is what it said.

Grover understood then, smiled, and nodded. He gave the boy a thumbs up and then sat down next to him.

Grover then frowned as worry tugged in his gut. This kid was powerful, maybe one of the big three. How in Hades had he survived this long? Especially since he was deaf?

Grover knew that as he got older the demigod's sent would only get stronger.

He would need help.

Grover tapped on the boy's shoulder and asked if he could read lips. The boy nodded and looked at him expectantly.

"My name is Grover. What is your name?" Grover asked, making sure the kid was able to see his mouth.

The boy wrote, "My name is Percy."

"Do you have a roommate?" Grover asked.

Percy nodded with disgust written on his face. He wrote, "Yeah, but he's a jerk. I'm in building A, 2nd floor, dorm 236."

The dormitories were actually like small apartments. Each one had a small living room with couches and tables, then four rooms that connected to that living room. Each room had two twin beds, two dressers, and two desks. All the boys on one floor had to share a big bathroom and showers.

"I think I can help with that. Would you mind rooming with me?" Grover asked.

The boy smiled a small smile, "I would like that. You seem nice."

Grover held out his hand to the boy. "Come on then. Better do it now before it gets too late."

They slowly made it back towards the office, and with a little help with some Mist magic on Grover's side, they managed to be roommates and have the same class schedule.

It was soon 10 o'clock and all the boys had to be in their dormitories, and lights out were at 11:30.

Percy and Grover didn't want to hang out with the other boys so they went straight to their room and locked the door.

Percy taught Grover simple signs like 'Hello' and 'My name is...' Grover had just learned how to finger spell his name when there was a knock on the door signaling that it was 11:30.

Percy and Grover got into their beds and tried to fall asleep. Percy fell asleep thinking about how this year might not be as bad as he thought.

As for Grover, he waited for Percy to fall asleep before he snuck out of the dormitories and into the bathrooms. He needed to IM Chiron.

Please read and review. I want to know how the story is going, what can be improved, etc. I would also like to know what you guys like to listen to. What are your favorite sounds or music?