A New Member

Fifteen

Steve POV
"Woah Percy, what did the punching bag do to you?" I asked the seventeen year old. He looked awful. He was sleep deprived, his hair was a mess, and his chest was littered with scars I never saw before. Some were still bleeding, but not red. Gold. He was bleeding gold.
"Percy. Your blood is gold." Cue another smack on the bag.
"I know. I really hate fate right now." He mumbled. I glanced around and saw Lia watching. Percy sighed and began doing push-ups. Then, one corner of the gym became dark and shadowy. A boy, slightly tan, black hair, onyx colored eyes, and a sword at his side, came barreling out.
"Percy! Thank the gods I found you. Everyone is worried. Why don't you come home?" He asked Percy.
"Go home Nico. I'm sure Will must be worried and Octavian must be drowned in work. I am home. Malcom, not to be mean, is there and I can't look at him. I'm not going back. Not for a long time. Also tell Thalia not to hate me. I'm sure that if I came in contact with her I would get slapped." Percy said not looking up from his push-ups. The boy left and Percy jumped up.
"I blew off my steem. I'm going to..." He noticed Lia. He then just walked off.
---time skip---
Percy came into the kitchen in an orange shirt that read something but the letters were faded so much that you couldn't read it. He was wearing his black jeans. He came in humming a song that I didn't recognize.
"You okay Percy?" I noticed his eyes were red and puffy. He nodded andgrabbed his jacket.
"Hey, I will be out and I'll be back at like midnight. Don't wait up. I have some buisness to take care of." He said. I nodded and went back to my sudoku puzzle. Tony got me hooked on these.