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Percy groaned, and stopped.
He sounds young.
"Did I piss off the goddess of youth again?" He muttered, but that was wrong.
His voice was wrong. He stood up. He was younger. Not eight, he thinks... Ok, so he was small for his age, even at fourteen. He's gotten away with pretending to be ten at that age.
Why was he slightly smaller? He knows, he should be around eleven, as that was when he first got to camp.
The calendar had to be updated every year. It was a rule. Something about Gods sometimes dropping in, or people with a bad sense of time.
So, it was the year, no. The day, he got to camp.
Fuck.
He stared into the mirror.
Or, she did.
"What in the actual fu-" she cut herself off.
Voice was girly. Hair long and green. Eyes the same as anytime a mirror was seen.
But, everything was female. Everything.
H- She was so lucky she was wearing clothes.
"Weirder things have happened." She muttered. And stretched.
"Guessing that I can't have the same universe, like a fanfic. Ok, should be fine." She muttered, and played with her hair.
It was nice and soft. And she loves the way it subtly sparkles.
"Percy? Are you awake?" Grover asked.
Thank gods.
"Uh, yeah?" He called back.
"You ok? You sound fu- what in the name of Pan!?" Grover shouted, as the door opened.
He was looking at Percy.
"Uh... Something wrong?" She asked. He wasn't acting nor- oh, right. Confident Grover was after the quest.
She forgot about that.
"Y-u-y!? Yeah!?" He shouted. She tilted her head. What was so-
"Percy what happened!? Why are you a girl!?" Oh.
"To be fair G- Grover. I was kinda wondering that myself, but didn't know if that was a me thing, or if it actually happened." Percy shrugged.
"Why are you of all people not freaking out!?"
"My mother died, due to the Minotaur. Ms Dodd's existed. My life. Take your pick. It's been weirder than becoming a cute girl, G-man." Percy waved it away.
Heh, wave.
"I... You know what, fair." Grover sighed, and handed her the box.
"Here. I know that it won't make it up, but..." He was trembling.
Oh no. Trembling means he's about to eat something.
Percy saw the souvenir. The one she paid for in the most damning way possible.
"I know Grover. You did your best. Thanks." Percy pulled him into a hug.
Heh, at times like this, she almost forgets that he's double her age.
"So, feeling better?" She had been told her hugs are good.
"Yeah. How in the heck? But thanks, Percy... Let's get you settled in. Give you some time."
Oh, right. He doesn't know.
She does. And she knows what's going to happen.
"Yeah. Who runs this place?" He looked at her, with slight hesitancy and fear.
Ah, so Chiron and Mr D. Cool.
Nice to know somethings stay the same.
"So, Percy. Welcome to Camp." Grover said, as he stopped at the front of the Medical wing.
Huh, it's been a long time, but Percy could have sworn that the Medical Wing, was in the Big House?
Oh, right. It got destroyed due to the Que-
"Ah, Grover! And who's this?" Chiron asked. Wheel chair of magical properties.
"Come on Mr Brunner. You know me!" Percy said, and saw Mr D watch with slight interest.
"Do I?" It's not often Chiron is confused.
"Why of course!" Percy grinned, and matched the voice she spent so long mastering. "What ho!" She cried, miming tossing something
Grover burst out laughing, while Chiron turned as white as his lower half.
"Percy Jackson." He breathed.
"Sup teach. Didn't expect you to be here." He wasn't expected, as she knew he was here.
"I- Grover?" He asked, and Grover shrugged.
"You got admit Chiron, that voice was spot on."
Oh, Grover was on her side. Great. That wasn't sarcasm either, she was actually really happy about that.
She has an actual friend here.
"That is not what I was meaning." Chiron hissed. Grover looked confused then understanding.
"Oh the fact that Percy wasn't a girl not even three hours ago?" Grover asked, like he just remembered.
"I- how do you forget that?"
"Well, Mr Chiron? Can I call you Mr Chiron? Weirder things have happened. Like, say the Minotaur. Ms Dodd's. This place. Who ever the hell that is." Percy jabbed a finger at Dionysus, and let all the rage from the year lose.
All his life, actually.
She was not taking today lying down.
"Need I also mention, getting kicked doit of seventeen different schools?" Ok, maybe an exaggerated claim, but Brunner knows this.
"I... Yes. That is true." Dionysus just snorted.
"You know I was raised to be a girl for the first eleven years of my life, before learning the truth."
Ah right. That myth.
"Weird. Now, can I go to like what ever cabin is where I'm staying? This is a summer camp right?" Percy asked, knowing the answer.
"There is a specific cabin, depending on your parent." Another girl said.
Annabeth. Crap.
She was walking over, probably confused as to why Chiron was confused.
"So, like what? Explain?" Percy asked, with a cheeky grin. "Be a first." She shrugged, to the blondes horrified look.
"Uh, what?"
"Annabeth, could you please show Percy around?" Chiron asked.
"Uh, Sure Chiron. Come on, new girl." Annabeth said.
"Uh huh. See ya G-man. Hope ya survive." Percy said, and Grover sighed.
"Thanks, Percy. I'll see you after." Grover promised.
"So, welcome to Camp, and all that jazz, right? Cool. What's up with everything? Why does Grover have Goat legs? Why did the gosh darn Minotaur, kill my mom?" She stared at the new girl.
Annabeth could have sworn that the girl was a raven haired. But, now green? Well, she supposes that the darkness could have changed.
Wasn't it also much shorter? No, she must not be remembering right.
"You look like you're wanting to say something." Percy Jackson said, with a slight smile. "You have... This face." He said, to her questioning look.
"Well, you... Look different, than in the infirmary." Percy laughed, a long bout of giggles, before she started coughing.
"Fine." She croaked. "Just... Didn't heal right."
"Did you not drink the Nectar?" She asked.
"... Might have to run that by me again, pretty girl. I didn't get the pamphlet." She said, looking at the sky.
"Di- You were not told?"
"Eh, I'm not often told things. Makes me reliant on others. Grover tried to tell me things. He wanted, to explain all of this, after Dodd's. But... Brunner. Chiron, I guess. Told him no..." Percy sighed, and grabbed a Drink Bottle, from nowhere. She looked, and saw it was hers.
"That's mine." She said.
"Mind? Throats a little... Well, dry." She smiled, like it was a joke.
"You need liquids." She responded.
"Thanks." She grinned, and took a quick drink. "So, why's there lava on the wall?"
She feels, that this was going to be a long day. But... She doesn't hate that idea.
Percy is the main reason. Not the fact that she asked good questions, and glossed over things that had no answer.
And if anyone asked, the fact that she's cute, is no reason, got it!?
Selina looked over, at a green haired girl, that looked close to tears. Annabeth asking if she was ok.
Which, was different. Annabeth was not one for emotions.
So, this was weird.
"Is something wrong sweetie?" She asked, bending down.
"Uh... Yeah?"
That was a fucking lie.
She looked like tears were trying to drop down her face, but drying in mere seconds.
"Are you sure?" She asked. She could almost feel her French accent trying to slip in.
"Yep! No need to worry about me Baguette!" She cheered, with a swing of the arm.
"... How'd you know she's French?" Another member of the cabin asked.
"... Lucky guess, Tanaka. Don't think I didn't notice you stealing that Make-up last week." Green said, with a slight glare.
Tanaka, went suspiciously silent.
"Dear Poseidon, that was a darn joke." She said, city accent coming out.
Huh, that's different.
"You're from New York." Silena said, and Green nodded. "Also, Poseidon?"
"Eh. You really gonna argue with me, Eiffel Tower?" She snorted.
"Fair enough. I'm Silena Beauregard. What's your name sweetie?"
"Percy. Percy Jackson." She said, with a slight smile.
One, that promised trouble.
"Oh, great. There's two of them." Tanaka muttered.
"Huh?" Percy stilled.
"Urgh there was this dumbass kid at school-"
"Language, Drew. You got suspended twice for it. So did I, but that's not really the point." Percy shrugged.
"... Percy?" She asked, walking towards the young girl.
"Yep, sup Kimono." She grinned. "Didn't think you would get rid of me that easy, did ya?"
"Oh my god. You're a Demigod too?" Annabeth looked like she wanted to speak up.
Oh, did she not get to explaining that part yet?
"What, you thought all this pretty was mortal?"
"I've met your mom." She said.
"Fair."
"So, green hair? Finally dye it?"
"Nope, woke up with it."
"... Are you actually a"
"Yep. Come on, not the weirdest thing I've done."
"Canon." She nodded.
Silena is now, very confused. As was Annabeth, which... Is an achievement.
"So, who's your parent?"
"You mean other than my mom? No one knows." Percy shrugged. "Also, yes, Annabeth. I know I'm the child of some god or goddess. Grover managed to let that little secret loose, in like, three minutes."
Annabeth nodded. "Grover might be the better person." She admitted.
"I... Wow, just... If you keep that up, Aphrodite might claim you... Unless this is the claiming. Like, you did not look like this." Drew said, looking at Percy.
"Keep staring at me like that, and Annabeth's knife will be in your shoulder."
The fact that Percy could say that, when Annabeth is behind her, is an amazing feat. Considering that is the facial expression, on the Blonde's face.
"Well, it was nice meeting all of you. Uh, again? Anyway, I'm off to Cabin who-ever-the-Fuck-Hermes-Let-In. Bye!" She said, and grabbed Annabeth's arm.
"Didn't know you knew the cutie Drew." Silena said.
"... Yeah. To be fair, not the weirdest thing that's happened around... her."
Silena vowed to look after the cutie, no matter what. Because, that cuteness needs to be flaunted.
"Please don't make them a Pseudo Sister. I can barely handle them when we were in different schools. How did the dual class's really join us together." She muttered.
"Fates decreed it." Another shrugged.
"So, you actually knew." Annabeth said.
Percy shrugged.
"Not that Drew was here." At least, not at this point in time.
Mind you, Percy might have just been more prone to moping the first summer... And didn't much care for others than Silena in the cabin, before BotL.
Huh, that was actually kinda weird. Why would he just forget that he met her?
Uh, she met Drew.
Wow, she's not too weirded out by being a girl, and trying to correct herself.
Hello self image problems.
Does she think she looks better than before, and that's why she likes it? Or is it from the whole, she didn't like looking like a boy at all in the first place?
So many questions, and none she will be able to answer, anymore.
"I mean. About having a God, as a parent."
"Oh that... Well, related to one. My mom's eyes change to match the nearest body of water. And she's from Italy. I kinda figured, a little less human, matched my family, a bit better than dead beat parents." She shrugged.
"... She called you kid, and seemed shocked by how you look. Like, she was expecting, not a girl, but a boy."
"Damn that Athena brain." Percy hissed.
"And comments like that. You know things. Were you knowing of gods, before coming here?"
"... No. Not really. Just... I had to fight a Hades damned Fury. Yeah, Alecto." Annabeth gasped. "Then, after a nice relaxing three hours of nightmares, Minotaur. Annabeth, if I get a quest. Keep in mind, it'll be dangerous. more so, than even Heracles' Twelve... And I'm not saying that lightly. I hate the bastard. Just... Think twice, before joining any quest that has me on it." Percy warned.
She seemed to study the now Greenette. Which, was a new sentence. Was her hair dyed, natural? So many questions...
"Someone's gotta keep you alive. And Grover would. Even to Hades, himself. So, I guess I'll help out." She said, with a soft smile.
Percy found herself, smiling back. A smile, that promised trouble, but not to those she loves.
And while it might not have been the Annabeth, that he once knew. She's liking this one.
Wanted: Perseus Eimi Jackson
Status: Alive
Age: 12
Parents: Poseidon, Sally Jackson
Race: Demigod
Hair Colour: Green
Eye Colour: Green
Powers: Dreams, Durability, Reflexes, Strength, Agility, Intimidation, Latin, Magic Resistant, Hydrokinesis, Water Immunity, Toxikinesis, Heat and Fire Immunity, Watercraft Manipulation, Atmokinesis, Aerokinesis, Geokinesis, Mist Control,
Weapons: Riptide, Minotaur Horn, Sarcasm, Insults
Experience: Eight Years
Danger Level: 19
Known Associates: Annabeth Hye Chase, Grover Bhisma Underwood,
Crimes: Alecto, Minotaur
Sketch:
Notes:
WARNING:
Do not engage, unless level 6 or above Monster. You will die, and have less chance, the lower level you are. She is very skilled, for reasons unknown to even the gods.
Try to overwhelm, or separate from group. Do not harm group. Will induce Rage of the Ocean.
Any Monster with power of Water or Poison, should not engage, as she will twist your own powers back onto you.
Contorting the Mist to make them out to be the evil ones in the eyes of the Mortals, will not work, as she has an almost scary amount of control, that no one knows how she gained.
Yes, the nineteen is not a mistake, it is close to Godhood level. Be, careful.
- Thoon
Wanted: Annabeth Hye Chase
Status: Alive
Age: 12
Parents: Athena, Fredrick Chase
Race: Demigod
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Grey
Powers: Agility, Durability, Strength, Morse Code, Audiokinesis, Telumkinesis, Intellect, Craftsmanship, Memorization, Persuasion,
Weapons: Cap of Invisibility, Prostatis(Dagger),
Experience: 5 years trained in Camp Half-Blood
Danger Level: 12
Known Associates: Perseus Eimi Jackson, Grover Bhisma Underwood
Crimes: Hell Hounds, Cyclopes
Sketch:
Notes:
Warning:
Do not attempt to engage, if you are under level 4 classification. She is very talented, and not often seen alone. She has been training for years, to combat most types of monsters.
Try to separate from group, but do not let Perseus notice, as she is very protective. If you manage too, kill quickly, as a plan and thirteen others, are most likely formed in seconds.
The Twelve is for the years of training, otherwise not much of a capable fighter as yet.
Do not fight, if Perseus Jackson is within range. You will die.
Wanted: Grover Bhisma Underwood
Status: Alive
Age: 26
Parents: Daddy Goat, Unknown
Race: Satyr
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Brown
Powers: Goat Body: Enhanced Smell, Climbing and eating capabilities, Woodland magic, Zoolingualism, Wilderness Survival, Emotional Insight, Satyr's Sanctuary, Decelerated Aging,
Weapons: Reed Pipes, Tin Cans, Acorns
Experience: Ten Years
Danger Level: 9
Known Associates: Annabeth Hye Chase, Perseus Eimi Jackson
Crimes: Protecting many demigods, Hell Hound
Sketch:
Notes:
Warning:
Despite not being very competent compared to other Satyrs, he's more stubborn than most, and less likely to run and hide. He will Protect, like a Satyr is meant to.
His Reeds are his most dangerous weapon, as even just a few notes are harmful enough to harm even the greatest of those with minimal hearing. Greater hearing, get the worst of it.
Darkness, and other sight related things, are not much issue, as his nose is able to guide him.
Do not, fight when Perseus Jackson is within the area. You will die.
Next time, on Green Tides!:
"What do you mean, you already knew?"
"Well, a newbie!"
"Leet's... Try something else -,-"
"Come on, you gotta learn to swing a sword!"
"Did... Artemis just bless me?"
Thanks for reading! And stay tuned, for the next chapter, in the thrilling adventures, of Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, and Grover Underwood!