The Son of Olympus

Father

I never wanted this. I never wanted a sick mom and a non-existent dad. I never wanted to be dyslexic or ADHD. Most of all, I never wanted to be a demigod. My name is Aaron Amber Jackson. I am the son of Perseus, God of Heroes and demigods, and the Olympians counsel.
My mother told me my middle name was Amber because of the color of my father's eyes. 'Golden, like glittering pools of pure warm gold.' She would often ramble on about my father. After every hacking fit, she'd wave off my help and smile. 'Victory is jealous, that's all. And her sister Fortune helps.' Mother finally told me of a camp. My father was there, waiting for me. I thought she was rambling again, until she listed off an address.
I am here now. At the odd entrance, not knowing what to do. Would my father be proud of me? Will I figure out why he had to leave? "What is your name, demigod?" I spun around, finding a woman with golden curling hair, and sharp grey eyes. "Aaron Amber Jackson. My mother told me there would be people like me here. I would get to meet my father."
Whatever she saw in me, she didn't like it. She grabbed me by the arm, and dragged me into this camp. I was mystified. There were creatures that shouldn't exist! Girls with purple and green hair ran from boys with hooves and horns. "What is your name?" It took a while for her to finally stop, lift her chin up, and say, "Annabeth Chase. Daughter of Athena and architect of Olympus." We walked more, until we stopped at the biggest building. Inside, was a man. With a horse body.
He told me that his name was Chiron. The first thing he said was to Annabeth. He looked at me in awe. "He looks exactly like him." Annabeth just huffed and looked away. "Dear boy, what is your name?" He asked kindly. "My name is Aaron Amber Jackson. My mother told me that I would meet my father. Is that true?"
Annabeth snorted. "I doubt it. All the gods are too busy to pay little visits, and every mortal is like a gerbil to them. They just end up feeding you to the dogs..." Chiron sighed. "Do you know who your godly parent is?" I thought for a moment. "Mom always said I was named after my father's eyes. Amber. She said I looked a lot like him. I have his hair and his eyes, at least."
"Mom would tell me this story all the time. Of a boy, who would summon hurricanes with a blink of his eyes. He defeated a great threat. He got offered to become a god. He accepted. He married a woman of all gold and he forever wore laurel wreaths." Chiron and Annabeth were frozen. Annabeth looked furious. She finally stormed out. Chiron sighed again. "Please forgive her. We'll just have to wait for your father to claim you." He turned away. "Wait! Who do you think is my father?" Chiron was still for a moment. Then finally, "Poseidon, Lord of the seas. Or Perseus, God of Heroes and Time,Consort of Victory. Both are troublesome. But by the gods I pray that it's the former, not the latter...."
Consort of Victory. I suddenly remembered my mother's words. Victory its jealous, that's all. And her sister Fortune helps.
        I was introduced to capture the flag. I loved it, but I got really close to being beat up by the Ares kids. That's when things went crazy. I blacked out.
       I woke up to people's gasps of shock. "Father wanted to claim his demigod son himself, but his hellhound got loose on Earth. Mrs. Oleary gets excited easily." That's when I saw two beautiful people. They both had golden hair and golden eyes. The male, was built muscular, in a lean way. His golden hair was ear length, his porcelain skin standing out against the gold, and had a golden laurel wreath resting on his head.
      The female was curvaceous in a minimum way, since her body was built like a runner. She had the same ivory skin as the male. Her golden locks went all the way down to her hips. Her big, amber eyes were framed by thick, curling black lashes. She also had a golden wreath on her head.
        "We are Pentaas and Maevis, The god of Glory and the goddess of Honor. We are here to claim our half-brother Aaron Jackson, for he is our father's half blood son."  They both said at the same time, distastefully.  I shuddered. Creepy. Maevis, the girl, glared right at me. "Why is it that there are so many? So much chaos, too. Remember Archer?" She slyly said to her brother. Pentaas smirked too. "Oh yes. Mother was absolutely furious. Aphrodite had to protect her son with lots of difficulty."
       These... Gods... We're too pretty. Like a poisonous snake. The prettier it was, the deadlier it was. Chiron paled at the name Archer. "How is your half-brother?" He asked, face very pale. Pentaas scowled. "Archer is in a very fowl mood. Last time I saw him he was fuming on some skyscraper. His brother Larys tried calming him down, but Archer ignored him. Archer is now hunting."
     Chiron choked, as if this information was horrifying. Maevis added, "Oh and Ryker too. He and Archer are getting along now, it seems." I finally decided to speak. "You said this Archer was hunting. Hunting for what?" The golden duo looked at me, an odd gleam in their eyes. "Why, he's hunting you, half brother."

This is a little story I decided to do. I always wondered what would have happened if Percy became a god, so tada! This series will be about his son Aaron, and it will feature some of Percy's immortal children. Some have some daddy issues. I decided to make a fanfic, that was a bit different than my usual TMI fan fics.