Apollo's Little Sunshine

Chapter 1

Percy's POV

" Lay you only need the light when it's burning low

Only need the sun when it's starts to snow

Only know you love here when you let her go

Only know you've been high when your feeling low

Only hate the road when your missing home

Only know you love her when you let go

And you let her go......"

After I finished singing the song, I realized the people who are passing by was awed by my voiced. Some even gave me money. Wow!! Is my voice really that good? I thought to myself. After I sang in the street I went back to my apartment. Yeah not really. And that reminds me.

Name's Percy Jackson. I'm an 7 year old kid with no parents, no money, no one to take care of me. Just me abusive stepfather who took me in after my mother while giving birth to me. Or I thought she died. You see a teacher in my preschool years always gave me blue jellybeans, blue tortilla chips, blue chocolate. Heck!! Even in my birthday she always gave me a blue birthday cake. No wonder why I like blue. She always treats me as a normal child unlike my other teachers. They always yell at me for not doing my homework. That I was o lazy to finished it. Nobody wants to play with me. The other kids always made fun of me. Calling me a freak. But I never felt bad because I'm used to hearing those names from my arrogant and self-centered classmates. But Ma'am Sally always helped me. She's the reason why I want to go to school everyday despite the bullies, the stupid teachers and the annoying lessons. ma'am Sally is always there for me.
After 2 years, a news reporter stated that a teacher of my school was killed during a robbery incident in the supermarket. Some even say that a robber shot her in the head while she was protecting a 9 year old kid with electric blue eyes. Other say that an earthquake hit that area and she was killed by the falling debris. No one knows what is the reason why she died. All I could do was cry and cry until my tears were none. And that's how I realized that my favorite teacher and I had the same name. Her name was "Sally Jackson". JACKSON!!! At first I thought it wasa coincidence but no. I was too late to realized that she was my mother. My mother who I thought died while giving birth to me. My mother Sally Jackson.

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When I got backed to my apartment,my abusive stepfather Gabe was drinking (again) to his hearts' content along with his four stupid pig buddies.

"Why are you late kid? You better earn some money or else you'll get the same punishment" he said while smirking.

I shivered. Not wanting him to 'rape' and hit me until I passed out. I quickly gave him the cash I earned while I sang in the streets earlier today. And yes he did rape me when I was only five. Rot on Tatarus.

"$20? Good. Good my little bird. Now go to your cage so that your voice will give me more money when you sang tomorrow." He said evilly.

I quietly went to my room. I almost made it this time. But I spoke to soon. A little too soon.

"Or I could just make you do the same thing we did last night. Do you want that?"

After hearing those words I ran. I ran faster than any kid could ran away from their abusive stepfather or parents. I quietly cried inside my room hoping that someone could take me away from this horrible hell.

Apollo's POV
While I was walking in the busy streets of New York, I saw a group of of people circling around a child who in godly powers was seven years old singing so beautiful that almost everyone who was only passing by that lone kid stared at him with awed expression. Even I, Apollo God of Music was impressed with this child's voice. As I walked closer to the crowd I notice his aura was nothing compared to a normal mortal. After a few more minutes I observe that his aura was mixed with 14 different colors: lightning blue, sea green, obsidian black, hot pink, bloody red, silver, orange, violet, gold, brown, white, golden brown,gray and red orange but mostly sea green.

To say I was shocked was an understatement. 12 colors in one aura. Now I'm very sure that he isn't just a normal moral. He is a demigod son of an Olympian but whose child is this? After he sang " Let her go " I saw an opportunity to looked closely at his eyes. I gasped. His eyes were the most beautiful pair of sea green with silver specks near the pupil. A few minutes have passed, all the people were gone and I saw in my peripheral vision, that the child was running away.

Now I'm becoming more and more like my half sister Athena. Who is this child? But before I was about to chase him I was called for a meeting in Olympus.