Percy Jackson fanfic

Wait… what?

Chapter One- Missing parents

Percy was minding his own business, relaxing on the beach and staring out at the sea. Everything had been really quiet lately- resulting in Percy being slightly bored. He hadn't seen Annabeth for three days- she was busy redesigning Olympus; always coming up with new ideas. Percy was proud of her, but he really missed her, her smile, her laugh and those beautiful eyes.

"PERCY?" Someone shouted. Percy snapped out of his daydream and looked over his shoulder as that someone yelled his name again. It was Grover. Percy shouted out and looked back at the water. Grover trotted over the sand dunes, sand dusting his shaggy fur legs. His eyes fell on Percy and relief washed over his face. "'Sup, G-man?" Percy asked his tone fairly monotonous.

"We need to talk to you at the Big House." Percy sighed. He wasn't in the mood to do anything lately. "Percy, it's important. And… it's about your… parents…" That caught Percy's attention. He was on his feet in no time.

At the Big House, Mr. D was playing pinochle solo. Percy didn't even know if he could do that, but hey, Mr. D was a god. No doubt he'd get some grape vines to let him win.

Chiron ducked beneath the door frame, Annabeth close behind him and engrossed in some blueprints. Percy was pleased to see her, but right now, he was more worried about his parents.

"Chiron, what's this about my parents?" Mr. D huffed.

"Heroes… so impatient." Percy almost said 'look who's talking', but for now, it was best to keep his mouth shut.

"Percy, my boy, it isn't just your mortal parents, but your father as well."

"Hold on… Dad too? But he's Poseidon, how'd he get kidnapped?"

"Are you forgetting that Gaia was able to trap Queen Hera?" Percy bit back a retort. He should think more before he said anything. "Percy, all we know is that Gaia is planning something. What she intends has remained unclear to us."

"Is there anything you do know?" That came out a bit ruder than Percy had wanted but his parents were in trouble- as in Gaia trouble. Percy had to do something. "What about the other gods? Can't they- haven't they-?"

"The gods have tried, but your parents' prison is well hidden from even them. Without your father, Oceanus has attempted to rise and bring havoc to the mortal world. Small, uninhabited islands have already been engulfed by the Titan's wrath." Percy caught Annabeth's eye. She looked as worried as he felt. Chiron shot Mr. D a befuddled look. Mr. D looked up lazily from his game.

"Yes?" He asked, rolling his eyes up, as if he had a hangover. Chiron managed to stare the god out. Mr. D sighed. "I did actually help my father. Unfortunately, old Barnacle Beard…" Here, Percy cleared his throat irritably. Mr. D continued, ignoring the demigod, "well, clearly we haven't found him."

"Alright then, when can I go?" Annabeth looked alarmed.

"Percy, you'll be playing right into Gaia's hands!"

"Yeah, I know. But my parents need my help. I have to go." He insisted. Annabeth looked as if she were about to protest, but she spotted the steely glare of determination in her boyfriend's gorgeous sea green eyes.

"Oh, but… oh fine! I'm coming too!" Annabeth had her mind made up and she could be as stubborn as Percy when she wanted to. Percy, thankfully, didn't object. "Grover?" Grover glanced up; a half-eaten tin can in his hand. "Are you coming too?"

"Yeah!" Then he looked nervously at Mr. D, "Erm… well..."

"Just go, satyr." Grover relaxed slightly.

"Thank you, sir." Mr. D scoffed. Everyone ignored him. Percy thought of something.

"Chiron, what about-?"

"Tyson?" Chiron finished. Percy nodded. "Your brother is fine. He and the other Cyclops are doing their best to defend your father's kingdom. He still has his unusual battle cry." Percy smiled half-heartedly… other than Tyson, who would have 'peanut butter' as a battle cry? "I am sure he will be fine, Percy. Now, you three go and prepare. You will leave tomorrow morning."

"Wait, haven't we got to talk to Rachel?" Chiron nodded.

"That's part of the 'go and prepare', Grover." Grover smiled sheepishly- or is that goatily? "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an archery class to attend." Chiron trotted off.