A Different Reality (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Chp 1 - Percy's POV

(about three weeks after the prologue)

CRASH!!!

Percy bolted out of his bed before even opening his eyes, patting the night stand at his side until he felt a pen.

What was that?

I have no idea.

Was it outside?

I think so. Keep quiet.

Fine.

Percy walked to the window, careful not to make a sound, and peered through the curtains. He heard a car alarm blaring, and could barely see the headlights of two cars in the corner.

Probably just a car crash.

Yeah, probably.

What time is it?

I have no idea.

Check the clock.

Two in the morning.

No wonder I'm so sleepy. I'll go back to bed.

Me too.

Hey, what was it with the pen?

Just in case I needed a weapon.

Oh, okay then. Night.

Night.

Percy went back to bed, and was asleep in seconds.

***

Some hours later, Percy woke up again, this time with the light from the window hitting his eyes.

What day is it?

Sunday, I think.

Good, then I won't leave the bed just yet.

Something was odd, but he couldn't exactly pinpoint what was. Then it hit him. He didn't had a cabin mate. And he didn't shared his room in New York. So who was the boy answering? He turned and scanned the room, but couldn't see anyone. 

"Hum, hi? Where are you?"

What do you want? I'm trying to sleep in here.

Percy froze. That voice was talking inside his head, not from anywhere in the room. Which he just noticed, wasn't his room or his cabin.

Who are you?

Why do you care?

Because you are inside my head.

The guy stayed silent for a moment. Percy laid back on the bed, waiting for an answer, but when it's taking to long, he suspected the guy was sleeping again.

HEY!

Ah! What, what? Did I missed anything? Is it Monday? Am I late for school?

Hi again.

... OH, MY GOD, what is that? Who are you people? And where are you?

There is only me.

And that was supposed to be good news? Am I going crazy? What are you? A spirit? My conscience?