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Ok, So let me fill you on the senerio. I'm being chased by the entire female soccer team, for letting loose the sprinklers on them during their warm up. But to be honest, it wasn't my fault. You see, I goto Merriweather High, and apperantly, the staff there is careless, especially the janitors. Well the janitor left the key to the sprinklers inside. So, as alll dangerous, no good bad boys do. I decided to test the limits of the sprinklers, and I ended up soaking the girls volleyball team. But who am I kidding here, the only volleyball team. You see not many guys play volley ball. But that's for another story. Anyways, now I'm being chased down the streets of upper east New York, trying to run for my life.

I know it's my fault, but umm, even the thing that happened next wasn't my fault. A giant beast appeared out of nowhere in between me and the team. Thank god I was saved. When I really looked at him, I notice it was Dr Thorn, our school principle. He was very athletic, that was no surprise since, he kinda was in service a few years back. Apperantly he went and was a principle in Maine, a military school, so I heard.

Dr Thorn smiled. "Girl's I know, you're angery with this deliquent, but I will personally see to his," Pausing he took a half hearted smile. But this time it revealed fang like teeth. Almost like a lion's. "Punishment." Still irratated, the gilrs left me alone. Dr Thorn, looked at me then turned and gestured for me to follow. Which I knew exactly what he meant. Principal's Office.

In the Principal office, I took my seat. Yeah, that's right I have my own. You see the Principal was tasked with me. He kinda handled every situation, where I had gotten into trouble. I was recomended since my past track record in middle school. I was in the office every week. Yep, I'm what adults call "A bad seed". But I was used to it, since I was always known as the outcast.

"I thought, you were different, Christian." Dr Thron said. "I thought, you were a nice child, often kids like you are nice and kind. They even protect others of your kind." I gazed at him nervously. He was using terms like I was a special type of being. "My kind?" I wondered abit agrivated. "What exactly do you think I am?! Do you think I'm a dog?! A Horse?! With a specific breed?!"

Dr Thorn remained silent, just examining me and taking notes, like that child psyciatrist did, when I was in elementry school. I hated Mrs Grace. She often would make me feel things. Often tried defining me as a child that needs attention from his father. I did't care about that dead beat. He ran out on mom when I was two and all I could remeber is the scent of seaweed. There was also a a faint glow to him that I couldn't describe until I was five. It was called a tan.

"You seem angery, which is funny." Dr Thron remarked. "But, you need to stop, because I'm not playing the game anymore." A sudden movement of his arm, Dr Thron morphed into a giant lion, like creature. At first, I thought about, everything, Mr Brunner had said last year in Latin history and Mythology class. He spoke of a creature that had various characteristics of different ones. It was called.

"A Manticore!" I cried. Backing up, against the wall, The door swung open to reveal a twenty year old man. He sported denims, a blue old navy jacket, a pair of converse and a blue tee. Calling out, he pulled a sword from his pocket. Running towards the door, I slid out into the hall.

Fear raced through my mind. But adreniline was racing through my veins. I wanted to help the kid. With a breach through the wall, the twenty year old tumbled toward me. "Who are you?" I asked.

He turned over to reveal a happy face. He also had blood on the corner of his head. "Me?" He took a deep breath. "I'm Percy Jackson, I've come to bring you to camp." Rising to his feet, Percy jumped toward the Manticore as it smacked him aside. Percy winced in pain but rolled back to his feet. "You've gotten stronger! Dr Thorn." Percy smiled.

"You think, your kind is the only kind that can train themselves." Thorn smirked. "The Manticore learn for their failures."

"Nice to know." Percy smiled. "But, you should never stand still, Manticore." With a simple wave of his hand, the air conditioner leaked a gissure of water down upon Dr Thron. Seconds after the water solidified into ice. I stood amazed and unscathed to realize, the things Mr Brunner had spoke of last year was. . .

"Real." Percy said.
"So, the Greek gods, Mount Olympus and even the whole Underworld all of that is true?" I asked.
Percy nodded. He seemed to keep glancing around which was weird considering we were safe.

"We have to keep moving, we need to get you to your mother first." Percy said. "Do you live far from here?" He asked. I smiled. "Not at all, just two blocks away, I live in an appartment building."

When we finally made it to the house, I entered to see my mother, Vanessa Rivera. She was this beautiful woman. Her long black hair and fudge brown eyes. I could see why anyone would want to have a child with, but to ditch at last minute pissed me off. I hated my father, I never wanted to see that man.

"Christian, what are you doing home so early!" My mother yelled at me. I pointed at Percy, who explained everything. Appearantly, Percy and my mom knew somethings about the attack at school, and didn't decide to fill me in. Annoyed I glared at my mom, trying to pry information out of her.

"Mom, what is it? What's happening?" I asked.
My mom held my cheeks and looked at me, like she did every time I had asked her about my dad. After I was five, I learned to stop asking. "Mijo, you're going to a safe place. Just promise me, you'll be good and make a lot of friends." Kissing my forehead, she gave me a hug and sent me and Percy back out.

Outside, I felt sad. It felt like my own mother had abandoned me. Percy smiled. "Don't worry, I felt like that my first time, but you'll learn that it's not like that. My mom did that same thing to me, you'll be fine. I promise you. If you ever need help at Camp, just look for Percy Jackson, or find Annabeth, she's way smarter than me." He smirked

"Is Annabeth your sister?" He asked.
Percy's eyes widened. "Gods no!" Percy responded. "She would be my Grand Neice, if gods had blood, but she's my girlfriend."
I shook my head a little saddened. I had no idea what he was talking about but, I hoped Annabeth wasn't related to him at all, considering he was twenty years old and even capable of having sex. Walking around the city of Manhattan, I smiled, wondering where we were headed.

Notes

Percy and Chris have just met, but what is up to come. Please comment, rate and subscribe!