Sophia Jackson: Hero's Daughter

Chapter One

I sat at the kitchen table, eyeing my mother carefully. Was this real? Was this really what had to happen? Of course I'd do anything to protect my family. I just didn't know that I might have to live at Camp year round.

"You'll be able to come home once this all settles down," My mother cooed as she stood and walked to the sink.

"Once WHAT all settles down, exactly?" I was so confused. My mother leaned against the sink.

"Honey..." I stared at my mother expectingly. 

"Yes...?" 

"More and more humans are seeing through the Mist. I don't know what's going wrong up in Olympus, but it's not safe for  you here." 

"But Mom-"

"Sophia, I'm not saying this is definite. I'm just saying that it might be what we'll have to resort to. Desperate times call for desperate measures."

"What about you and Dad? And Ri and Lena and Taylor and Luke? What are they gonna do? Aren't they still a threat?"

"Honey, they haven't been claimed yet. They're much less aware of their exsistence than you are. You're a much bigger threat. With your power, who knows what will happen. They'll see you for what you really are, and we can't afford that. Camp is so tucked away and shielded but the rest? Hecate must have something wrong." I sighed. Living at Camp for three months in the summer was fun, but exhausting. I either had no space to myself (all day) or I was lonely (at night). I loved Camp. I just can't imagine living there all year.

"I did it," My mom stated as she walked into her office.

I gripped my Gatorade tighter until I heard it crinkle. 

"She's sheilded you and put it off as long as she could." A voice behind me said. I drew in an unsteady breath. I turned to see... My Dad. 

"We knew about this when you were seven. Chiron knew at this point you'd have to anyway, because of your powers and strong half blood scent. But with all of this trouble with the Mist, you are much less shielded. Sophie... I know it's tough. But your Mom did it. I almost had to, but I had a lot worse things happen to me. Camp isn't bad at all compared to what I had to go through. Believe me." He kissed my head and began to walk upstairs.

"You should go to bed, sweetie. It's 10:30." I went upstairs to my bedroom and changed into some warm PJs. It was May first, yet it felt like December judging by the way I was shivering. Maybe I was ready to go to Camp all year... but I highly doubted that I could bring myself to understand that.

I woke up the next morning to my alarm clock buzzing like crazy. I pulled on some clothes and slunk downstairs, dreading to see what I might find.

Oh course, Chiron was stading in my kitchen, hooves and all. 

"Hello, Sophia. Are you all packed?" My eyes almost bulged out of my head. i looked at my parents, who both looked at me as if to say, We have no choice. 

"Uh, not quite yet, but i'm almot done."

"Alright, well, we'll leave in one hour. " I nodded and tried to walk as calmly up the stairs as I could. 

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The goodbyes were long and emotional. I knew I had to be strong and not show the fact that I was angry and scared and so sad, but it was really hard with my little siblings staring at me with their wide unknowning eyes.  That was all gone fast enough as I was whisked off into a van with Chiron for eight hours. 

Time went by slowly. Much slower than usual. And traffic was horrible. Worse than usual. It was like a slow motion movie scene. No music, no conversaton, just watching cities and towns pass by in the blink of an eye. When we pulled up to Half-Blood Hill, I was ready to go to sleep in my cabin and stay there forever. But, no! No, i had to get straight to work, cleaning my cabin, unnpacking, making it mine. I had to keep telling myself I was  protecting my family, but eventually I just broke down. I curled up on the bed my own father had slept in when he was here. It smelled like him, which made the tears stream, blazing warm, like a waterfall. Finding pictures of them together as teenagers didn't help. All I wanted was to be back in our in Massachusetts. But I was here, and they were there. 

When the conch shell was blown for dinner, I sulked there alone and ate alone, no one to be with. My friends wouldn't be here for another month, at least.

"Is everything okay?" I turned around to see a boy standing there. He was tall, and muscular for a teenage boy. To be honest, he was really cute. I nodded and smiled, standing up.

"I'm Logan. Logan Abbott. Nice to meet you." He held out a hand, but my mind didn't process fast enough to accept. He awkwardly ran his hand through his hair instead.

"Oookayyy, maybe not." He looked at the ground.

"S-sorry! I'm Sophia Jackson. Nice to meet you too." I smiled at him, but my smile lessened when his eyes widened.

"Jackson? You're not-They're not-Ohmygods this is sooo cool!!!!" I snorted, which was so horribly disgusting, but Logan didn't seem to mind. 

"Yeah, Percy and Annabeth Jackson are my parents. I'm their oldest daughter." I said so unenthusiastically that he looked at me like, 'WHAT?!' and it made me laugh.

"What's so funny?" I looked at Logan, and he seemed to have no clue what I was laughing at. "Don't you think it's cool that your parents are famous heroes who saved the world?" Again, I chuckled. 

"Sure, sure." I stood up from my seat.

"So, have you been claimed?" Our faces were probably a foot apart. How romantic. 

"Uhh, um, yeah. Yeah?" He backed up. Oh, three feet is even better!! 

"By...?" I motioned for him to go on. He nodded, as if realizing that I couldn't read his mind. 

"Moose..." My face crinkled up in confusion.

"Moose? What the heck?"

"No, Zeus!" He shouted a little too loud, not that anyone cared. I was surprised, to be honest. A Zeus kid? How come I'd never seen him before? I knew everyone at Camp. He must be new. I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that I didn't hear him ask who I was claimed by.

"Well? Who?" He asked again, and I came to my senses. 

"It's kinda complicated. So, you know how my parents are Percy and Annabeth? Neither is a god?" He nodded, confirming his understanding. 

"Well, technically, half of my blood is godly blood, it's just two combined gods, Poseidon and Athena. So it all depends on whose blood I have more of. So in my case, it's Poseidon." Logan nodded, and then comprehended my heritage. 

"Well, looks like we're both Big Three material, huh?" I smiled, agreeing silently. 

"I gues so." Maybe staying here all year wouldn't be so bad after all...

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey everyone! Thanks so much for reading the sequel to my other fanfic, Percy and Annabeth- Their Future!! I'm actually really excited about this story, it's going to be great :) Anyway, I won't be updating this that much until I get PATF up to the same spot. Then I'll update both every two-four days, which will be great!

Question of the Chapter: Where do you want Sophia and Logan's relationship to go?

XO

~PercyAnnabeth20owl