Percy Jackson's sister. The daughter of Gaia

Calista Herminia Blofis/1

My name is Blofis. My mom is Gaia and my dad is Paul Blofis. Let me explain. My dad, when he was 19, was at a pub with his mates. He met this girl, called Harriett, and they hit it off right away. Someone spiked their drinks without them knowing and they ended up having fun. At this time, Sally had just had Percy. 9 months later, she revealed to Paul who she was. Gaia. She then gave birth to me and went to sleep. Paul raised me as his own and said that my mum was dead. Not entirely a lie...
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1-Paul
I woke up to the sound of arguing. I internally sighed and thought about it. 'Percy and Calista at it again. God, I hate 14 year olds.' I nudged Sally and she groaned and slapped my arm lightly. "Sally, they're arguing again." I said. She turned and screamed into her pillow and I laughed. I put on my dressing gown and nearly laughed. Calista is so much like Sally, it's a wonder that she's not Sally's. Percy was yelling at Calista with his back facing her and she was sticking her middle finger up at him. I cleared my throat and they didn't hear me, so I leant against the door frame and watched them. Percy kept on rambling and Calista threw a pillow at him and I turned around and saw her chewing her nails and she pointed to the door. "Oh, hey Paul. What's up?" I smiled. "Nothing. Cali, you ready to go?" She nodded and looked at Percy. "Ya comin Mr. Boring?" Percy glared and walked off to my car. Sometimes, they act like they're 19. Scary. I got into the drivers seat and I heard Percy call, "SHOTGUN!" I called back, "No, shotgun, Perce. Sorry." I heard Calista laugh. "Ha!" Percy blushed and sat down. "All plugged in?" They nodded and we started to drive off to Cali's friends house. We were just driving at the speed limit and I heard Percy making up with Calista, when I died inside. "Ok, Perce. Love you, too." Followed by, honking. Screeching. Metal crunching. Glass shattering. Screaming. Then blackness. "Sir? Sir? Can you hear me?" I heard a male ask. I opened my eyes and saw a paramedic. "What happened? Where are my kids?"
"You had a car accident. Your children are on the way to the hospital. We've called the mother, Sally Jackson?" I nodded. "She's on her way. We're taking you as well."

~TIME SKIP~
I was fine, just shaken up. Calista and Percy were in surgery, and Sally was about to meltdown. A nurse came up to me, looking grim. "Hello, Mr Blofis and Miss Jackson. Your children are in room B108. Just... be prepared for what you will see. I'm sorry." I gasped and grabbed Sally's hand and made a run for B108.

~PERCY POV~
I was sat next to Calista, when we crashed. I saw the truck heading toward us at an alarming rate. I turned to Calista. "Tighten your seat belt." I said. She did. "I love you." I said as I flung myself over her as the truck crashed into us.

~STORY POV~
As Percy flung himself over Calista, she deemed him a hero. Paul was trying to swerve away from anymore crashes. The truck had crashed into the side of the Prius, knocking it into another lane of oncoming traffic, damaging the people inside of it even more. The Prius smashed into 3 other cars. Once the car had finished spinning, the result was . Out of 13 people... only 5 survived.

~SALLY POV~I was writing another chapter, with the radio on. Just after my favourite song finished, depressing news came on. I decided to listen to it. "At 11:30 am this morning, on 7th street Manhattan, a total of 5 car's accident. 13 people were involved. A delivery truck was heading to 9th street, when it exceeded past the red light and smashed into a blue Prius. The Prius then spun into another lane of oncoming traffic, smashing into 3 more cars; a red Volvo, a black Volkswagen and a white Citron. The blue Prius held 3 people, the Volvo held 4 people, the Volkswagen held 2 people, the Citron held 3 and the truck held 1 person. 7 people have been named in the crash. Miranda Holt and Daniel Holt with their daughter and son David and Kate Holt, Paul Blofis, Percy Jackson and Calista Blofis. It has been confirmed by the paramedics that there were 13 people involved, 5 adults and 8 children. Unfortunately, only 5 survived. For more news go on our website, Manhattan.Traffic.Updates.Co.MA/11-04-2009. Any family members of these people, paramedics suggest that you come to the Manhattan hospital now. Authorities are examining this case. Now it's S&M by Rihanna." I turned off the radio and cried.

~PERCY POV~
"Male. 14. Lacerations on upper arm, lower left leg, upper right leg. Right arm elbow to palm bone broken. Severe concussion. Glass in arm, and skull. Punctured lung and 2 broken vertebrae. (Spinal bones) 3 broken ribs. Small internal bruising." And I passed out.

~CALISTA POV~
"Female. 14. Major concussion. Lacerations on upper and lower right arm, right shoulder bone broken. 4 broken vertebrae. 75% of blood loss. 80% chance of paralysation and 10% percent chance of recovery."

~PAUL POV~
As me and Sally rushed into B108, we saw 2 empty beds. A nurse came in and looked at us with surprise. "How may I help you?" I looked at Sally. "We were told to come here for our children? Percy Jackson and Calista Blofis?" The nurse looked grim. "Um... they are still in surgery."
"What are the injuries?" I asked. The nurse suddenly looked sheepish. "Um... whose injury's do you wish to know first?" She asked. "Either." Sally said. The nurse looked at her pad. "Your son, Percy, had it the worst in my opinion. He told us just before he passed out, that he did whatever damage to himself to save his sister." She paused. "He flung himself in front of her, taking 75% of the impact. Unfortunately, that rendered him in a worse condition. He has lacerations on upper arm, lower left leg, upper right leg. Right arm elbow to palm bone broken. Severe concussion. Glass in arm, and skull. Punctured lung and 2 broken vertebrae. 3 broken ribs and small internal bruising." The nurse stopped speaking and bit her lip. Sally had a hand to her mouth and had tears streaming down her face. "My baby." She whispered. "But, he has an 80% chance of a full recovery. Calista? She has a major concussion. Lacerations on upper and lower right arm, right shoulder bone broken. 4 broken vertebrae. 75% of blood loss. 80% chance of paralysation, 10% percent chance of recovery. And only 10% chance of survival." Sally turned and wept into me. "My poor babies!" She cried out. "I'll leave you two alone for a bit." The nurse left the room.

2 hours later, they were wheeled in. Sally had fallen asleep and I had to wake her. I walked over to Percy first and he was attached to an IV line and a heart monitor. He had breathing tubes in his nose and looked ever so pale. I shook Sally and she saw Percy. The second she touched his hand, he woke up. "Hey mom." He said, weak. God. "Hey, baby." Sally cooed, caressing his hair. He reached for the tubes and I pulled his hands away. He frowned slightly. "No, Perce. You need to leave them there."
"What's up with me?" I took a deep breath. "You have lacerations on upper arm, lower left leg, upper right leg. Right arm elbow to palm bone broken. Severe concussion. Glass in arm, and skull. Punctured lung and 2 broken vertebrae. 3 broken ribs and small internal bruising. An 80% chance of a full recovery. When you shielded Calista, you took 75% of the impact." He nodded and his eyes lit up at the name, Calista. "How is she?" He asked turning to me. "I dunno at this moment in time, but the nurse said she has a major concussion. Lacerations on upper and lower right arm, right shoulder bone broken. 4 broken vertebrae. 75% of blood loss. 80% chance of paralysation, 10% percent chance of recovery. And only 10% chance of survival." Percy put his head in his hands, which was a bit hard. I saw his body shaking and realised he was crying. I put a hand on his back. "She'll pull through. Don't you worry."

When they wheeled Calista in, I cried. As well as Sally and Percy. She had an IV line in both hands, a thing to measure her heart, nose tubes, and a blood pack. I ran over and held her hand. She was freezing! They moved her bed close enough to Percy's so he could hold her hand. "Mr. Blofis, Mrs Blofis, Percy?" I heard a voice at the door way. The nurse. With a shock, I realised it was Apollo. "Yes?" Apollo took a deep breath. "We couldn't finish the operation on Calista."
"Why?" Percy said, raising his head. "She fell into a coma."