My Little Sister's Prophecy (A Percy Jackson FF)

The Prophecy

Chapter 1

The Prophecy

Every prophecy has been remembered and has came true.

All but one.

The prophecy of the first last daughter:

Every one of the 12 main gods will have its first daughter,

Yet one will linger to have his or her's first daughter,

When the last god's first daughter is born

She will receive a trait from each of the 12 main gods,

With each trait she may also receive a power,

She shall be known as the kindest soul,

With the brightest personality,

But even with these great gift,

She shall bear a curse,

The curse will be bestowed on her in the territory of one of the gods,

Her curse will affect her so much

That the gods will have to earn her trust to take her on the rightful path

And keep the Earth in peace

For if she is against them,

The Earth shall shake so hard that Olympus's only chance

Would be one of the children of the Big Three.

And this was only the first part.

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Percy Jackson

Time Period/Age: At 12 Years Old, Near the School Year

Location: New York

Mom and I agree. We have to protect her. What ever the costs may be. Hopefully Dallas will be safe enough.

Now, before the Labyrinth

I came back. I came back home to talk to my mom about my little sister. Yes, I have a a little sister who I just found out is also be a child of Poseidon.

I get to the door of my mom's apartment, take out my key and walked in on Gabe playing poker with his buddies.

"You got any money," he asked.

"Nope," I lied. I had a 100 bucks in twenties and tens. "Where's my mom?"

"Over here sweetheart," Mom called out.

I walk over to the kitchen to see my mom with a bruise on her cheek.

"Mom, what is he still doing here," I whispered.

"Your sister is coming back," she replied.

"Your kidding," I asked.

"She almost full control of her curse and she wants to see us," Mom explained to me.

"But mom it's too dangerous, especially since she's a half-blood," I say.

"She's going to find out one way or another. Might as well come from us," she said in hushed voice.

"But she hates Gabbe," I say. "And look what he did to you."

"Remember what we agreed. No matter the cost, we will protect her," she said strongly.

"I still don't like it."

"Don't tell me you don't want to see her again."

"Of course I do, I'm just worried what dad will think." That was the only joke we shared that night.

Tell me what you think.