Elysium, a Percy Jackson Fanfiction

Prologue

Prologue
To an ordinary person watching Perseus "Percy" Jackson walk home that day, no one would have thought anything of him. He was tall, at about 6'2'', but painfully skinny, with raven black hair that hung just below his sea green eyes. Other than his eyes, nothing about Percy stuck out. No one bothered to take a second look at the Senior from Goode High School.

Percy walked through the streets, skillfully dodging the people who crowded the streets of San Francisco. Over his right shoulder his school backpack hung, full of books that would go unread and work that would never be finished. In his left hand he held a guitar case.

It didn't take Percy that long to walk home from Goode, it was only a twenty-minute walk, but he still walked slowly. The twice-daily walk was one of the few things that he enjoyed in life.

Eventually, he made his way from the crowded, winding streets to the empty streets that ran under the highway.

After another five minutes of walking, he was home.Percy Jackson lived under a bridge.If the kids at Goode ever found out about this, I'd be dead. He thought bitterly. Goode High School was one of the most prestigious schools in San Francisco. It was a public school, but most people there were either outrageously rich or geniuses, and Percy was neither. The Kids at Goode loved to torment him about it. His clothes, his grades, why he always walked to school, everything. But living under a bridge? They'd never get over that one.

As he walked over to his usual spot, a blanket with a tiny bag next to it, Percy almost jumped out of his skin. There was a person sitting next to it."Who the hell are you?" Percy growled at the stranger. "And why the hell are you here?""Relax buddy" The stranger replied. "I'm Nico di'Angelo. And I'm here because I need a place to sleep""Well" Percy said, his voice full of acid "This bridge belongs to somebody else""Come on man" the stranger, Nico, said "I've got nowhere else to go"Percy studied Nico.

He looked like he was about Percy's age, and was a little shorter than him. Nico had long black hair, that came down to his shoulders. His skin was almost deathly pale. Nico wore all black, but his clothes weren't much better than Percy's. When Percy looked at Nico's coal black eyes, Percy saw desperation, yet a hint of defiance, that reminded Percy of himself. At his feet, two bags sat. The first bag was a backpack that looked stuffed to the brim with things. The second was a long, jet-black case. Percy recognized it immediately. It sealed the deal."Fine" Percy said. "You can stay. We'll work something out." With that, Percy dropped his backpack, and set the guitar case down on the ground,