Hi y'all! This is my new Percy Jackson story and it will also be a trilogy. The plan for this story and the sequel are already planned out but the third story is going to be the death of me although I'm saying that about another story too which I think my saying holds more truth for that story seeing as how I have over twenty chapter and I'm barely over halfway done and each chapter is about ten thousand words long and twenty pages long. But, I'd say you've had enough of my rambling. Go ahead and read the first chapter.

Quote of the Chapter:

"But, uh, you're gonna have to promise me one thing. When you see my dad on the highway to hell? Kick his ass for me."

~Luke Castellan from the Percy Jackson movie

Excerpt from Chapter 1: My Parents Go AWOL

Silena

Silena Jackson sat in the windowsill of her room drawing a building of grandeur and awe. It was strongly influenced by Greek architecture which Silena loved. She didn't know why but anything Greek fascinated her. The same went for her elder brother, Luke Jackson.

Silena glanced over at their most recent family portrait on her wall.

Her father, Percy Jackson, stood proudly behind Silena and Luke, who were sitting down. Percy's black hair contrasted sharply with her mother's blonde hair.

Her mother, Annabeth Jackson, stood next to Percy with her arm linked through his. Her blonde hair tumbled around her shoulders. Her mother's smile was full of pride and joy.

Luke was sitting in front of his father. They looked exactly alike from their eyes to their build save for the fact that Luke had inherited Annabeth's blonde locks. He was tall, taller than his father, and one of the tallest kids in their high school. Luke was going to be a senior. He also happened to be the star running back on their football team.

Lastly, there was Silena, sitting in front of her mother. She was the spitting image of her mother with the exception that she had inherited her father's jet black hair. Her hair contrasted sharply with her stormy gray eyes which lightened or darkened depending on her mood. She was going to be a junior this year.

"Silena!" Her mother called. Silena set down her sketch and went downstairs.

"Yeah, mom?" Silena asked.

"Lara's on the phone," Her mom said. Silena took the phone from her mother.

"Hey, Lara," greeted Silena cheerfully.

"Hey! Do you want to go see Sherlock Holmes?"

"Yes! Let me see if I can go though." Covering the phone with her hand, Silena asked her mom, "May I go to the movies to see Sherlock Holmes?"

"You may."

Uncovering the phone, Silena agreed to go to the movies.

"Where's Luke?" Mr. Jackson asked as he walked into the kitchen after Silena had hung up with Lara.

"He's with some friends playing football at the park," Silena replied, grabbing an apple.

"He's supposed to be back by two," Mrs. Jackson added.

"I see. And where might you be going?"

"To the movies with Lara," Silena said, grabbing her purse.

"Be careful. We love you," Mrs. Jackson said with a smile.

"Bye mom! Bye dad! Love you!" Silena shouted as she walked out of their house.

The movie had been amazing. Robert Downey Jr. had looked fantastic, even when he had dressed up as a woman Silena had to admit.

Silena searched for her key to the house in her purse. Her purse was an absolute nightmare. She made a mental note to herself that she was going to have to clean it out soon… meaning in a few days, possibly weeks.

Finally, she found it and opened the front door.

Silena nearly screamed when she saw that her house had been ransacked. Dirt was scattered on the Persian rug in the foyer from the plant they kept near the front door. The plant was ripped apart. Their glass chandelier had crashed onto the floor. Sharp, deadly pieces of glass were strewn all over the place. With her whole body shaking, Silena walked farther into the house silently, not wanting to alert anyone to her presence lest the intruders were still in the house. Silena made her way into the kitchen, cringing when she accidently kicked a piece of glass, sending it flying into the wall with a "clink." She held her breath, not moving a muscle, until she was sure nothing or no one was going to come after her. The scene here was the same as the foyer. The dining room table was overturned, pots and pans were scattered, a few dented, a few completely split in half. It was those pots and pans that were split in half that scared Silena. Nothing came to mind when she thought of what could've done such a thing.

There was one thing, Silena noticed, that eased her conscience slightly. There was no sign of blood anywhere. Silena, now certain that no one was coming for her, walked into the living room. The couches were ripped to shreds, the TV was smashed in with glass covering the floor around it; the lamp had been thrown clear across the room, smashing into the window. The poker for the fireplace was stuck in the wall. Silena yanked it out and gripped it tightly. If the intruders came back, she was using this as a weapon and she would be ready for them. Silena went to the last room on the first floor. It was her father's office. The family portraits that lined the walls had fallen off with the glass broken everywhere. The computer had been taken off the desk and thrown into the wall, leaving a good sized hole in the wall. Cabinet doors on the desk were barely hanging onto their hinges. Silena still didn't see any blood.

Silena decided to go upstairs to see what had happened up there. The story was much the same up there as it was downstairs although there was a much more startling and disturbing sight. Blood was streaked on the walls; there was also blood on the carpet as if someone had been dragged. It took all of Silena's willpower not to be sick. Her room was completely wrecked. The only part that was still intact was her books in her closet of which she was thankful for. Her jewelry was scattered here and there but appeared to be whole. Her bed had snapped in two, her bed sheets ripped into pieces. Luke's room was much the same. She knew he'd be mad that his fatheads of Tom Brady, Aaron Rodgers, and Tim Tebow had been ruined. The guestroom, although not much had been kept in there besides a bed, two nightstands, and a dresser, was thoroughly ruined. Finally, Silena made it to her parents' room. This was where the most damage had been done. The bed was strewn all over the place. Part of the metal headboard, a pole, was sticking straight down from the ceiling. The sheets were almost unrecognizable from being ripped apart and being spread out all over the room. The dresser had its drawers missing, and when Silena found them, they were stacked in a corner of the room, as if they had been used a shield. Her mother's jewelry was thrown about carelessly, and Silena picked up her mother's favorite earrings: a pair of dangling owls- a gift, Silena was told, from Annabeth's mother. Mrs. Jackson rarely went anywhere without them. Mrs. Jackson's New York Yankees baseball cap was also found by Silena, behind the stack of dresser drawers. Silena held onto it, more because she knew it was one of her mother's most prized possessions, for some reason which neither Silena nor Luke could ever figure out. The two of them always argued that there were plenty of Yankee hats in the world. Their mother would always say "But not like this one." They usually dropped the subject after that.

Her father's pen that he always carried with him was on the floor. It was a gold-bronze color with the engraving Anaklusmos, which Silena and Luke had somehow known that it meant Riptide. Neither of them knew why their father had named his pen, but he always told them never to touch it. His deadly seriousness when he had told them that kept them well far away from it. Silena picked it up, knowing her father would want it.

"Mom? Dad?" Silena shouted, her voice trembling. There was no reply. She shouted their names again. Once again, there was no response.

"I have to call Luke," Silena murmured to herself. She ran downstairs and fumbled for her cell phone in her purse. She pulled it out and dialed her brother's number. He didn't pick up the first, second, third, or fourth time she called. She called him again and he finally picked up.

"Geez, Silena! Have you called me enough? Listen, I know I'm late getting home. I know I told mom and dad I'd be home by two and I know it's three but I'm on my way home now. Can you tell them that?" Luke said in annoyance when he picked up, not giving Silena any chance to tell him what happened.

"Luke…" Silena said with a tremble. Luke was silent before asking in a much gentler voice, "Silena, what's wrong?"

"I-I came home and m-mom and dad aren't here… and our house is ransacked. I'm scared. I don't know where they are! The house is completely trashed! And upstairs there's blood everywhere!" Silena rambled, on the verge of tears.

"Silena! Calm down. Go and wait for me outside. Leave the garage door open and wait for me there, okay? Do you have anything to defend yourself with?"

"I-I have a poker for the fireplace. It was completely embedded in the wall. I pulled it out."

"Geez…" Luke mumbled. "Okay, now go in the garage and wait for me. I'm just a couple minutes away."

"Okay," Silena sighed. They hung up and Silena hastily went out into the garage, putting up the garage door. This was the only part of the house that seemed unaffected by the gruesome battle that had occurred in the house. Silena sat on the ladder, warily looking out for anyone looking suspicious… or for spiders. Silena loathed them and she was pretty sure every spider in the world was out to get her. Her mom was the same way.

Silena choked up at the thought of her mom, her eyes tearing up. It was torture not knowing where she was and if she was okay.

The sound of a car pulling up made Silena's vision clear. It was her brother. Silena jumped up and ran to meet him. He got out of the car quickly and hugged her tightly.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine. But I have no clue about mom or dad." Luke grabbed Silena's hand and walked into the house. He went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

"Have you tried calling them?" Luke inquired, looking at Silena.

"N-no. I was in so much shock I guess I didn't think of it. You call dad. I'll call mom." Luke and Silena took out there phones. Luke dialed his father's number, Silena dialed her mother's. They waited impatiently.

That's when they heard their parents' phones ringing… in the house.

And there's the first chapter! I hope you liked it! Please review and let me know what you think!