Indigo Eyes

Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief

A/N: Welcome to the movie version of the Lightning Thief. I rewatched the movies recently and thought I'd try my hand at putting Cressida into the movie. This isn't a full story and it's mostly just a few scenes that she's in as there are only 2 movies to work with and it's obviously not going to be the same as the book. I hope you enjoy it.

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" So this is Camp Half Blood," Grover introduced as he walked Percy out of the infirmary.

"Half meaning what?" Percy asked, his jacket and bag back on his body as he got used to moving again after three days of sleeping.

"I think you know. "Half meaning half mortal, half god."

" Fire!"

"Guys! Watch the arrows! Newcomer! Hello!" Grover chastised the Apollo children that really needed to not target practice in the middle of camp all the time. "Look, man, remember all the myths about Greek gods and goddesses? Well, they're not myths. Look, remember what Mr. Brunner said? Sometimes they come down to Earth and they fall in love with mortals? And then they have kids?"

"No way," Percy gaped.

"Yes way. Yep, you're a demigod! Two points for Percy Jackson!" Grover whooped. "Look, don't worry. But you're not alone. There's hundreds in the world. Some lead normal lives, and some, I'm not allowed to divulge their names, are very famous. I'm talking about, like, White House famous. See, man, this place right here, this is the place where you'll learn to harness your powers. You'll train to become leaders, warriors and heroes."

"I think you have the wrong guy, all right? I'm not a hero. I'm a loser. I have dyslexia, ADHD," Percy protested.

"And those are your greatest gifts. When you try to read, the words float off the page, right?" he asked and his friend nodded as they came to a stop. "That's because your brain is hardwired for Ancient Greek, not English."

"Like at the museum, I could read."

"Yeah. And your ADHD? You're impulsive, Percy. You can't be still! Those are your natural battle reflexes, man. They kept you alive in your fight. Look, no pitiful loser can defeat a Minotaur. Your blood is special. It's the blood of a god."

"This is a lot to process," Percy said as he continued walking and Grover followed behind him for a moment.

"Yeah, a lot. A lot." He then brought them to a clearing on the edge of a cliff, the water shimmering below as other kids were battling each other. Some were in full battle gear and other were in half or it as they wielded all manner of weapons.

"This is where you'll do most of your battle training," Grover explained before Percy's ocean-coloured eyes settled on a girl at the far edge of the clearing. A girl dressed in half armour with her long brown hair out as she whirled and brought her sword down with both skill and strength on her opponents.

"What's her name?" he asked and Grover laughed.

"She will squash you like a bug."

"Her name."

"Annabeth. Daughter of Athena, the goddess of wisdom," Grover introduced, and her eyes seemed to settle on him for a moment before she returned to her fight. "Hey, no staring. Keep it moving. Keep it moving. Come on," he chastised.

"I suggest you all keep moving. Cabin twelve has the training ground now," came a voice from behind him and Percy was swallowed by an indigo gaze that had him unable to move any further. It was another girl, but the difference between her and Annabeth was that she didn't wear any armour. This girl wore a bright purple tank top, black leggings and boots and had long dark hair that was twisted into a braid down her back. But her eyes. Percy couldn't stop staring at her eyes. They were this electrifying shade of indigo that looked as if someone had poured wine into the dark blue waters of the deep sea.

Her eyes seemed to narrow at him as she strode past, no weapon in sight before two identical blond twins walked behind her, almost as if they were flanking her. they both had blue eyes but seemed to share a lot of features with the girl such as the shape of their faces, the slope of their noses and the curve of their lips.