Percy Jackson/ Heroes of Olympus Imagines

Jason #1 (part 1)

If you hate Jason there's something wrong with you, seriously😂

I'm even doing a genderbent Jason cosplay (that's right, you jealous?😂)

Sorry for this, enjoy, bricks! (that was weird)

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BEFORE ATTACK: (your pov)

'Guys, what exactly are we doing?' You laughed. You we're at the beach with your best friends, Dahlia and Akina. 'We are having the time of our lives before Akina leaves for Japan.' Dahlia said. 'Okay girls, who's ready to have fun?' Akina yelled. '(Y/N) you ready?' Dahlia asked. 'I am, I'll ask what I want, you know, I have a mysterious thing, I always get what I want.' You headed off alone, to ask for a ride to the other side of the beach, by a lifeguard. 'Mister?' You asked in the most innocent voice you could. 'Yeah, something wrong?' he asked. 'Can you come here please it's kind of personal.' you said. You needed to focus to do this: 'I want you, only you, to drive me and my two friends tot he other side of the beach, and you don't tell anyone, understood?' you said. 'Yes.' he said, like in some kind of trance. 'Dahlia! Akina! Come here!' The three of you stepped into the beach patrol vehicle and drove to the other side of the beach. 

When he dropped you off the things you said to him began to wear off. 'What have I done, girls, come with me to the police station, now.' you sighed. 'You are forgetting your promise to not tell anybody, so you don't tell anybody and you're going away now.' you said in an intimidating voice. 'Yes and by the way, you're beautiful.' he walked away.

When you got to where you wanted to sit down, you felt an odd sense of fear, deep down inside you. A soft voice spoke to you: 'My girl, don't be afraid to use it, don't use it for bad things though, and, be careful something is lurking in the shadows, get ready, I love you.' What the hell? 'Dahlia did you hear that?' you asked. 'No what?' she said with a look of concern in her eyes. 'Don't call me crazy but, a woman just literally spoke in my mind, saying there is something lurking in the shadows.' you said Dahlia began laughing but your face remained serious. 'Wait, you're serious?' she asked. 'Yes, I mean, I must be getting crazy.' you said. 'Well, it was probably your imagination, let's have fun, (Y/N), come on!' she pulled you to the sea. 

You we're having a splash fight with your best friends, yes, a splash fight, because why not? 'Come on (Y/N)! You can do better than that!' Akina yelled. 

It was one of the best days of your life, you thought could not be ruined, well that's when I say, BEEP WRONG! 

'Bye, Akina, I'll miss you, seriously.'This was really the last time you saw her, because she moved back to Japan, with her parents. 'Bye (Y/N), god, I'll miss you guys! Good that social media exists!' Dahlia and you laughed. 'I swear, to the gods, I'll see you again!' A silence followed, with Dahlia and Akina staring at you. 'What, am I so beautiful?' sarcastic comments = you. 'Y-you said, godS, plural, there is only one right?' Let me get this straight, Dahlia came out of a very religious family. 'Oh uhhh, sorry mistake of mine, i've been reading up on mythology, so.' Liar, liar pants on fire. You knew all about myths, especially Greek ones. You had no idea why, but yeah, you lived with it. 

You we're walking home to your dad, but you felt constantly looked at. You felt a chill on your spine. You looked around you, no one there. You couldn't help but be paranoid. You we're just outside your neighbourhood. You lived in a normal American house, you wish. You lived in New York, in a tiny appartement. Your dad didn't have that many money, he was a teacher in elemantary school. You never attended the school he worked in because you we're an outcast, you had ADHD (an: you didn't have dyslexia, i't's going to clear up later.) and couldn't function in a normal school. Yeah, sure. You we're the popular girl on school. All the guys probably have already asked you out, but you rejected them, you didn't want them, you wanted another one, you didn't know why, but you felt there was someone waiting for you, it held you back from dating anyone. You we're popular because of your looks, personality, and so much more things. But you we're so unsure about yourself, you spent hours in the bathroom to make sure you looked pretty enough, you wore make up, even though you hate the feeling on your face. You wore shape correcting underwear and swimwear. You couldn't stand yourself. You needed approval from someone, not your friends, they always think you're pretty. Everyone thinks that.