Prince Perseus (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Four

2 years later Percy is 7.

Percy POV

I sit at the desk in the study room as my teacher, Mrs. Agenia taught me math. I started day dreaming but could still hear her chatting away at math that a I should know.

I day dreamt about green meadows where butterflies fly on the air, one landing on my nose, and rabbits hop around. Slowly, my eyes started to close. I heard Mrs. Agenia sigh, then felt arms slide under me and lift me up. I snuggled into the embrace and my world faded to black. The last thing I remember was Mrs. Agenia pulling my bed sheets over me and tucking me in.

-Percy's dream-

I was standing on a beach. A gentle sea-breeze ruffles my hair. I sigh in content and slowly sink down onto my knees. I lay my head on the sand and bask in the warm sun. The warm sand feels nice under me. Waves gently lap at my toes.

Then the scene changes.

I'm standing in the castle. I see mamma and daddy talking, but they look older than than they do now. Footsteps echoed in the hall and a boy around the age of 12 comes bounding down the hall. The boy looks like an older version of myself.
"Mum! Dad!" The boy shouts.
I gasp. It IS me! Older me skids to a halt in front of momma and daddy.
"There's something coming! It's big and hairy! It has horns and wears bright white fruit of the looms under wear and it's coming this way!"
Momma and daddy's faces take a look of horror. They grab older me by the arms and run down the halls. Loud thundering footsteps can be heard and soon, a shadowy figure comes into view. A big meaty hand reaches out to grab momma and then-

The scene changes again.

I'm at this, camp sort of thing. I'm 15. There is a blond girl next to me, and a boy with a wispy beard and brown curly hair. They give me hugs. Then, a blood-curtling scream is heard and I look around to see who screamed, only to see it was older me. The girl has a dagger protruding from her chest. She mouths 'I love you' before the dagger is pulled out from her chest and she falls to the ground, dead. A man in a grey cloak stands there wiping her blood off on the end of his cloak. He spins around the dagger.
"Who's next?"

Then again the scene changes.

I'm back at the ocean, trembling. A man appears before me. He looks like me.
"Perseus. It's only a matter of time now. You are too strong to hide without help. I will help. Tell your parents that Poseidon has come to you and stated you must be taken to the beach once a week, at least."
"What? Who are you?"
"You are too young to know. Look at you. You've grown so much. 7 years old I can't believe it. And you are so smart. I must go and you are waking up."
"Percy?" I hear a voice. It sounds like momma.
"Percy?" It's daddy.
"PERCY" It's both of them more forcefully.

The dream fades and I shoot awake. I crush my mother in a hug and she comforts me from my terrifying nightmare. It may be only a nightmare, but I'm only seven.

It's okay to be scared.

Alright guys. Bare with me, I'm really busy. Thank you for being so patient though. Please comment on ways to improve. I'm so happy you guys stick with me on this and like this story, it makes my day. Thank you so much. Sorry for taking so long to update.
~DemigodInTraining