Percy Jackson Son of Hearth and Sea: The Lightning Thief

A/N Hello everyone, this is the first chapter to my first fanfic and I really hope you enjoy this story, it's been on my mind for literally ages but I have only been able to start writing now. So without further ado let's get this story underway.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own PJO, Rick Riordan does :'(

Chapter 1:

Running, running and running.

For what I think has been a whole week that's all I've been doing. Running.

Running from what exactly?

I'm not sure you'd believe me if I told you, but I'm going to tell you anyway.

They're dogs the size of bears with midnight black fur and red eyes.

Laugh if you want it's the truth. But anyways, as I was saying, I am currently running for my life in some God forsaken forest trying to lose the giant dog-bear things.

Why a forest you ask? The voice in my head told me to. You must think I'm crazy now but everything I'm about to tell you is the truth, because my life is about to change completely.

So, I'm currently running (as I've established) through a forest listening to the voice that's giving me directions to go in. I'm pretty sure the voice is a woman's voice but I'm mainly focused on trying not to die. It's dark from the night sky, I'm frightened, with cuts and scratches all over my body. My clothes are torn and bloody and I think I have twigs and leaves stuck in my hair and I'm exhausted, but my will to not die is keeping me going.

I can hear the growls of the dog-bear things somewhere behind me. They have been chasing me ever since I left my home in Manhattan and I have barely given a break (Probably an hour of rest at best) and it's all thanks to Smelly Gabe.

Flashback:

I was sitting on the couch of my apartment with my mum, Sally Jackson, eating blue chocolate chip cookies and talking about nothing and everything. My mum has long wavy brown hair with eyes that seemed to change between blue and green and she is, in my opinion, the sweetest and greatest and most beautiful person in the whole world which just goes to show that the best people have the worst luck. I don't know why she did, but she got married to a walrus of a man named Gabe Ugliano. He was okay for the first thirty seconds that I knew him then he showed his true colors.

He started drinking, smoking and gambling inside our apartment and now there are beer bottles and cans everywhere. The place smells almost as bad as he does. Gabe is a really fat guy, with at least three strands of hair on his head and they're combed back as if it would make him more handsome. He smells so bad that when I get close to him I want to vomit.

But that's not the worst part, the worst part is the beatings. Every day, whenever my mum isn't around he'll hit me and I can't do anything about it. He'll just hit me and hit me until he's satisfied.

Then he'll tell me, "Tell anyone and I'll make your life hell!" My life is hell I want to say, but I bite my tongue and stay quiet about it. I want to tell my mum about what he does to me but I'm terrified of what he will do.

So, as me and my mum we're talking we hear loud thumping and someone cursing heading towards our door. I recognize the voice as Smelly Gabe's. My mum looks at me panicked and whispers quickly "Baby, go to your room and don't you dare come out."

I look at her questioningly but one look at the scared look on her face and I quickly comply.

Gabe's footsteps are now right outside the apartment when I reach my bedroom door. As soon as I stepped inside my room, the apartment door bursts open with a very drunk and very angry looking Gabe. I slip inside my room and keep the door opened a bit so I can peak outside.

Gabe looks at my mum and he seems to just get angrier. Mum quickly stood up and went to open her mouth to speak but before she could do anything Gabe did something that made me freeze in shock. He backhanded her across the face, my mum yelped from the attack and fell to the floor. Before she could do anything else, Gabe kicked her onto her back and punched her repeatedly while saying profanities at her, while mum tried to feebly block his onslaught and I could only watch in horror as the man who made our lives worse continuously beat the person that never got mad at anyone and who would always feed me blue chocolate chip cookies just to make me feel better.

After what seemed to be forever he finally stopped. My mum was bleeding from some cuts on her face and she had bruises everywhere. Gabe started to walk towards the kitchen but mum grabbed his leg.

"Let go bitch!" He yelled then kicked her in the face. Mum let go and he continued his way to the kitchen.

Tears started falling from my eyes as I looked at how horrible my mother looked, I wanted to help her but I was too scared to move thinking that he would come after me. My mum started to get up again and I could hear her whimpering I was about to run over and help her but she seemed to read my mind because she looked in my direction and gave me a look that told me to stay where I was.

Before I could argue Gabe came back with a beer bottle in his hand sneering at my mother. He trudged over to her and before she could react Gabe smashed the bottle over her head and sent her once again sprawled on the floor and she screamed in pain as shards of glass were impaled into her skin. Before she could recover Gabe lifted his arm with the smashed beer bottle over my mum and brought it down straight into her back and she made a strangled scream of agony.

"NOO!" I finally screamed. My blood started to boil and I could feel a strange tug in my gut. Then suddenly, water exploded from the pipes in the walls getting everything wet. The only spot that didn't get wet was where I was standing and where my mum was lying down.

Gabe was blasted away from my mum and was sputtering more profanities at me and flailing around and looking very much like a walrus. My mum, with what looked to be great difficulty, raised her head to look at me and managed mouth one word, Run. Then her head dropped and she stopped moving.

I was once again frozen on the spot unsure of what I should do. I wanted to go to my mum and just simply hug her but Gabe was still alive and who knows what he would to do me. Or I could run away and escape Smelly Gabe and whatever he has in store for me.

While all this was going through my head Gabe had recovered and was headed towards me. "You're next you little freak!" he growled at me.

On instinct, I thrust my arms out towards him and some of the water that was now flooding the apartment blasted him back on the ground and as quick as I could I ran back into my room and towards my window where the fire escape is.

"Come here you little shit!" Gabe growled as he grabbed me by my neck and pulled me back in. My instincts seemed to kick in again because before he could pull me all the way in I managed to spin myself around and land a punch straight into his nose with a nasty CRUNCH!

"Aaaagghhh!" Gabe screamed. He dropped me onto the floor and I climbed out the window as quick as I could before Gabe could recover and climb down the fire escape while Smelly Gabe screamed bloody murder at me. As soon as I reached the ground I bolted away and then it was just a five-year-old boy versus the world.

End Flashback:

I've been running for a whole week since then. I've managed to steal some food from some stores to keep myself from starving.

But let's focus back on what's happening right now.

I've been running for what feels like eternity when I heard the voice in my head again, Yell for help little one.

I didn't really appreciate being called little but I did as the voice asked because it's managed to keep me alive for this long.

"HELP! HELP!" I screamed. I don't know who I was yelling for but anyone would do right now. I continued screaming for help for a few more seconds before I saw what looked like tents further ahead. So, I doubled my efforts even as my muscles protested against the action.

When I managed to see the tents clearer I realized that they were glowing silver, but I didn't get time to think about why. I saw someone that looked like a girl wearing a silver parka walking around the tents.

"HELP!" I screamed again. It seems she heard me this time because she turned in my direction. Now normally when you see a poor tired, beaten and scratched boy in the middle of the woods you'd run to them to see what's wrong, but that's obviously not what she does, because she just seemed to get angry and then in the blink of an eye she was holding a BOW with an ARROW notched and she was pointing it at me. Where the heck did she get that from?!

"Halt boy!" She yelled at me. I stopped dead in my tracks, but not literally thank goodness.

I tried telling her that there was some rabid bear dog-things chasing me while pointing in the direction they were but I think it just came out as gibberish because I was too exhausted to say anything and I could see the confusion on her face.

It looked like she was about to say something else but she was quickly cut off by the growls and howls of the dog-bear things that were chasing me were now right behind me. The dog-bear things all suddenly came to a stop and started to growl and glare at the silver girl while she glared back and I was stuck in the middle of the two sides. The girl suddenly pulled out what looked like some sort of horn and blew into it and a sharp noise came out.

It was quiet for a few seconds then the dog-bear things charged straight towards me. I was too exhausted to run anymore so I held my breath, closed my eyes and raised my arms to try and brace myself for my imminent death but it never came. Instead there were several, twang, sounds and several yelps and what felt like dust cover me. I lowered my arms a bit and opened one of my eyes to see what had happened, only to find the sight of piles of what looked like gold dust of where the dog-bear things were.

I open both my eyes and bend over a bit so I can put my hands on my knees and take in huge breaths of air now that my exhaustion has finally caught up and I can rest for a little bit.

Once I had deemed I gained a significant amount of oxygen to talk properly, I turned around to thank whoever it was that just saved my life only to be greeted with the sight of about a dozen silver girls with bows aimed towards me and glaring at me as if I just did the worst thing imaginable, so I did the natural thing any five-year-old boy would do.

"Aaaagghhh!" I screamed. I fell back onto my butt and quickly shuffled away. "P-p-please, d-don't hurt m-me." I stuttered while backing up into one of the trees. One of the girls came forward with bow still aimed at me, but unlike the others she had some kind of tiara on her head, but it looked like a circle. I'll give you three guesses what color it was.

"How did you find this place boy?!" tiara-girl demanded from me and saying boy like it was the worst thing in the world.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and replied "V-v-voice, in my head, g-gave me d-directions."

Tiara-girl was about to say something else when another girl stopped her "Zoë, enough!" The girl now known as Zoë simply looked at the other girl questioningly. She just ignored her and addressed everyone else "Hunters, stand down, he is merely a boy. He does not need to feel so threatened after what he has just encountered."

The silver girls now known as Hunters lowered their bows at the apparent leader. I'm not sure how she was the leader because she seemed to be younger than most of the other girls there, maybe around twelve, and Zoë is the one wearing the tiara.

I looked a little bit closer at the two girls. Zoë was tall with dark brown eyes, a slightly upturned nose, copper-colored skin, and looked to be around fourteen and with the silver circlet on her made her look like a princess. The smaller girl next to her had auburn colored hair pulled back into a ponytail with pale skin. But her eyes were the most intriguing, they were a silvery-yellow color like the moon and strikingly beautiful.

"Milady, what shall we do with him?" Zoë asked the smaller girl. I don't think her name is actually Milady.

"Simple" the smaller girl replied, "we shall question him, without violence." I was starting to like this girl more than the others.

"Very well then," Zoë replied although she didn't sound very happy about it, "Hunters resume your duties!" She ordered them.

The smaller girl slowly walked her way towards me while the others excluding Zoë left to go back towards the tents. The events of the week had seemed to finally catch up on me, my breathing started to quicken and I could feel tear running down my face. I suddenly started to feel very light headed. The girl crouched down and asked me, "What is your name?"

My vision started to blur but I managed to say, "P-perseus J-jackson, but I like to be called P-percy better."

The girl nodded and replied, "Hello Percy, I am Artemis, Goddess of the Moon." As soon as she finished saying that I fell back and everything faded away into darkness. Or maybe that was just me.

A/N Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter and please Review and let me know what you thought about it and what I can do to improve. I'll be updating as often as I can no specific time sets, you'll get a chapter when you get a chapter 3:)

Anyways, thanks again

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