[3rd Person Pov]
"Come on, Y/n. I want to know what is in the attic," an impatient Annabeth says. Knowledge is power to that girl so, naturally, she wants to know what is in the creepy attic.
"You could go in yourself," Y/n rightly pointed out. If you were to look at him, you'd have assumed he got into a fight. His hair was messy, his clothes were wrinkled and he looked like he has two black eyes. You'd be right, the young boy was having a fight with Hypnos and losing.
"You owe me," the 8 year old said sternly.
"Not my fault I punched your crush," Y/n walked quicker after that left his mouth. Hell hath no fury, like a woman scorned. A lesson Thalia engrained in the boy.
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[Y/n's Pov]
After getting my ass kicked by an angry encyclopedia, I was now in a creepy attic by myself. I see weapons, trinkets and other useless items.
"Is this just storage?" I said aloud into the dark before my eyes adjust and I lock eyes with a dead body. I screamed, like Annabeth seeing Luke shirtless. Safe to say, only Cerberus heard it. While I was shitting my pants, the dead woman emitted green smoke. I did not want to fuck around and find out so I just ran away from the attic. Who would keep that in an attic near children. What is wrong with them?
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[Annabeth's Pov]
"Where is Y/n?" I said as I looked around. We had to just run from the exploding bus and I bonded, as Y/n would call it, with Percy.
"Oh yeah! Maybe he has cans in his bag," Grover said expectantly.
Seaweed brain looked around confused before his eyes widened.
"Wasn't there three of them?" He asked me. I nodded before realising Y/n was fighting one by himself then. Ugh, can't let pretty boy out of my sight for one second. I turned to go help him before spotting him walking up to us with a grin.
"Flipping a bus, is it fun?" He said with a big grin as he looked at Percy who just nodded.
"This is way more interesting then my other quests," Y/n said while running his hand through his hair. "We should keep walking, police might not be so understanding of our fun,"
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[Y/n's Pov]
I was just walking with my hands in my pocket as the other discussed things amongst themselves. I hope I still look good, who am I kidding? I always look great.
"Y/n, what were your other quests like?" Grover asked me as he slowed to walk beside me. I could see Percabeth slow down as well.
"Oh. Calling them quests is generous. I just did things for the gods, mostly Aphrodite," I shrugged. I was telling the truth, sometimes I helped hunt something.
"What would Aphrodite want you to do," Owl eyes narrowed her owl eyes at that.
"Brush her hair, tell her she is pretty and sometimes deal with monsters who might be resentful towards her," I told Annabeth a small lie. She does have me do all that but mostly, she wants me to talk about Thalia. It is nice to talk about someone about it even if they then use that as leverage.
"Why would she want you to do that?" Kelpy asked a fair question giving what they know. I shrugged at him.
"You are wondering if your parents asked for my help on anything?" They nodded their heads. "No, i've helped Amphitrite but not your dad. As for Athena, I could not provide the help she'd want,"
I opened my bag to look for food to find nothing but nice clothes. Damn I knew being vain would bite me in the ass.
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I was starving and grumpy. Being in nature was helping to keep my mood up so I was doing better then the others.
"Do you guys smell food?" I ask my friends.
I did not pay attention to their answers as I felt my tattoo burn me. I grunted in pain before I noticed a garden of sorts. I did not bother reading the name.
"Grover, translate it. It's giving me a headache," I said to Grover, known for his goated reading ability.
"Aunty Em's garden Emporium," He read out to us.
So we trudged up the steps to knock on the door. Well, Percy knocked. I just looked pretty in hopes that would work in my benefit for some free food. A lady with a veil opened the door. Percy said things, the rest of us nodded. I was too distracted to actually hear anything, this felt wrong and my burning tattoo was not helping. This woman feels dangerous, attractive but dangerous. A well known weakness of mine. Looking towards our monster sniffer, I see him looking nervous. I tap my fingers twice, he looks at me and taps his twice. Right then, not trusting the pretty lady.
"Well, dears, why don't ye come on in. I have some food I can give you," She said as she leads us deeper into her home. Where we see statues. Of people. Looking scared. Oh shit. The son of Poiseidon and a daughter of Athena are following Medusa into her home. We sat down as she got our food. I looked around before turning to give a warning to the others.
"Guys, I really think we should-," Percy covered my mouth before I could finish.
"Food is food," the boy profoundly stated. You know, maybe I am judging the situation wrong. Its just a women, alone, covering her head and creates creepy statues that look life like. Nope, still Medusa. I'd bet Percy' life on it. Question is which story is true, the foul Poseidon or the bitter Athena?
I could feel Chloe's bow wanting to be called but I willed it away for now. I'll eat the food first, then kill her.
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PERCY JACKSON AND THE LIGHTNING THIEF - UNCLAIMED
FanfictionAn unclaimed boy goes on a quest to try and force his godly parent's hand. If he won't be claimed in camp, what better way to do it then getting a toddlers toy back? Y/n has spent many years in camp. Its all he has known and with no mortal parent al...