Demi-Goddess (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Golden Ichor

A bump in the road nudged me out from my unconsciousness.

Unfortunately, day's memories came flooding back. Even more unfortunate, so did the pain.

It was dark outside, but with the light of the street lamps I was able to see that I was laying in the back seats of the car. My sweatshirt was shredded and stained with dark red blood. My head ached, and my stomach growled.

"Is she awake?", a familiar voice came from the front seat. In the dim light I could see that it was my beloved English teacher, Mr.Blofis.
I always knew he was a kidnapper.

Grover's head entered my view, his nose twitching and his red beanie gone, and within his curly hair I could see two bald spots.
No, not bald spots, more like horns.

"How you doin' there Terra?", he asked.
I replied in a similar fashion to how Mr.Blofis sounds when he gives lectures.

"Ahhhhyyyeaaa aaamm guuuuewn"
or something like that.

The ride shouldn't have been more than ten minutes, but for me it felt like a millennia.
He's taking me to the hospital.
I'll be fine...I think.

The real question was about my mom. Does she know what happened? To be fair, she probably wouldn't notice I was gone. It's not that she's a bad mom, but she was never really fond of me to begin with. It was better when I wasn't home. It gave her some space, and time to herself.
That's why she's never been interested in my grades, or in this case, showing up to a parent teacher conference.
Hey, I can't complain with that one.

The car came to a sudden stop, and I rolled forward off the seats and face first into the back of the front passenger seat.

I groaned but someone opened the back door, pulling me out. I expected horrible pain from my bleeding waist, but as I looked through my torn shirt, they've already healed.
Okay, I'm pretty sure those wouldn't have healed for another month. But within the same hour?
This day just gets weirder.

Grover had his arm around me, steadying me as we walked from the concrete parking lot.
We weren't at a hospital, but an apartment complex.

"Wha-"
"Shh.", Mr.Blofis hushed me, and I never wanted more than to tackle him into the concrete.

We approached the building, the silence making my head ache more and more. Maybe I was still part unconscious, but I noticed Grover had those goat legs. Or maybe I was just too tired to freak out.

Once we finally reached his apartment room, the door opened.
Two teenagers, familiar looking, stood tall. A guy with black hair and sea green eyes, and by his side a girl with blonde hair and striking grey eyes that sent a shiver down my spine.

We were welcomed in, and I remember feeling guilty as I left blood stains on a few household objects.

I remembered being watched carefully, like everything I did gave the two teens more information.

I passed out just in time to see a glimpse of Mr.Blofis's beautiful wife. I think he mentioned her once or twice.
Sally Jackson.

I was laying on a comfortable bed once I woke up.

"How're you feeling?", a voice asked me.
My head turned, seeing Sally and the teenage girl from before sitting next to the bed. Sally held a washcloth that looked like it was dipped in cool aid.

"I feel okay, since that was like the fiftieth time I've passed out today.", I said, noticing the new sweater I was in.

Sally was washing the blood off from my face, but I still felt a fresh cut on my forehead.