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"LOOK, we didn't want to be half-bloods." Two blurred figures approaches as lightning flashes. "Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time it gets you killed, in painful, nasty ways. But you get an awesome sword out of it—"
"If you think you might be one of them, my advice is turn away while you still can, because once you know what you are.. they'll sense it too and they'll come for you."
The young boy and young girl stares, rain drops flowing down their faces as they stare out into the dark ocean. "Don't say we didn't warn you."
Soaked brown and blonde hair hanged from their heads, illuminated by the blue lightning, they furrowed their brows.
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"Our names are Percy and Pandora Jackson. We're twelve years old. Are we troubled kids? Yeah, you could say that. Bad grades, bullies, all the normal stuff. And then there's some other stuff."
Young pandora tilted her head up at a building.
"Some stuff that's.. maybe not so normal. That's us, back in second grade. Why were we up there? We saw something." A man leads percy and pandora away, the two glancing back at the building where a black winged horse showed itself.
