Demi-Goddess (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

I Wear Pajamas to Olympus

There was darkness again, only this time a women held my face. She was crouched down to my eye level, and I could see my small hands touching her face to make sure she was real.
"Save her, please."
Her grey eyes were stormy and vibrant, but I could barely see her facial features. I felt her aura, and she was powerful. Her hands fell from my face, and she was gone.

I woke up in the middle of the woods. The cold winds shocked me into reality.
Why am I outside?
Then I remembered, we were suppose to leave to Olympus this morning.
I got up and dashed through the woods, cracking all the fallen and dried leaves under my bare feet.
This can not be happening.
The first time I thought I'd be able to get an answer...and I'm late.
Sounds a lot like school.
I reached the clearing where camp was, and the cabins, pavilions were all silent. Dead silent.
No, no, no, no, no.
I ran across camp, looking for anyone besides the dryads and harpies roaming around.
Silence.
"Terra!", a voice called out, and I spun around, face to face with Clare and Nathan.
"We've been looking everywhere for you.", Clare said, out of breath.
Both her and Nathan were wearing orange t-shirts and jeans. While I, on the other hand, had checkered pajama pants, a white t shirt, and a rats nest of brown hair. I could probably pass for a mental patient.
"I guess I sleep walked, but thank gods we're not late.", I sighed, but Nathan and Clare glanced at each other, and I face palmed.
"We missed the van, didn't we?"
"Yeah...we ditched it once we knew you were missing.", Nate said, his blue eyes making my stomach flutter.
"How are we going to get there?", I asked, and began walking toward the Hermes cabin. I needed to grab my things and maybe look presentable.
Clare grabbed my shoulder, pulling me toward Half-Blood Hill.
"We don't have time, if we show up any later the gods will probably disintegrate us.", she said, and I began feeling self conscious.
Totally gonna show up looking like the squeal to Sharknado.
I ended up looking a lot worse than Sharknado.

"So where's Olympus again?", I asked as we roamed the streets of Manhattan. We took possibly the slowest Taxi to the center of the city, and ditched the cab once the man realized we had no money to pay for the ride.
It was frosty outside, the cold winds keeping me at attention. Luckily Clare brought along an extra grey sweater for me to put on, but I was still freezing. People stared at me as we walked by.
We get it, I look like a bum. Deal with it.
Clare pointed to a tall building a few miles away, and above it was a huge cloud that had many lights, almost like an enormous dance floor. Olympus looked lit.
"The only problem is how we're getting past the guard. They've only let campers in with Chiron or Rachel.", Clare said, her grey eyes filled with anxiousness. She was worried about seeing her mother, Athena.
"We'll think of something, let's just focus on getting there in one piece.", Nate slowed down and put an arm out to stop us. In the crowded streets of Manhattan stood three female figures with ripped clothing, and large bat wings that totally ruined their outfits. I didn't understand how the mist could cover huge wings and tall skinny women, but other people roamed by like it was just any other day.
"Furies.", Clare identified them, and shoved us into the nearest alleyway.
"We go between buildings to avoid them as long as possible.", She paused, pulling a grey necklace chain from her pocket. She handed the chain to me, and I gave her a blank stare.
"Are Furies allergic to metal?"
"No, Terra.", she chuckled and whipped the chain, which formed into a cracked grey long sword. I have to admit, it was probably the coolest weapon I've seen yet.
"What-"
"It's an Xiphos. A sword to protect yourself. I asked Leo Valdez, a Hephaestus kid, to make you a personalized weapon.", she smiled with pride.
I was speechless as I held the lightweight weapon in my hand.
"Where's mine?", Nate whined, and Clare pushed him.
I whipped the sword back into a grey locked chain, and it formed a necklace as I placed it on my neck.
We continued to walk through the empty alleyways, my bare feet began burning and aching from the frosted cement floors in between tall buildings. Nathan noticed my wincing after each step, and pulled off his backpack, taking out a pair of extra shoes he brought for Olympus.
"Probably not gonna fit, but here.", he offered them to me, and I couldn't say no.
We continued walking, my feet warming up from the oversized shoes I wore. The alleyways seemed to be getting smaller, fire escapes around every corner. The buildings became taller and darker, and we became silent as we trudged along.
My heart began racing as I noticed where we were heading. The buildings started to look familiar, looming over us with dark red light and a cement smell to them. As we reached the apartment buildings, I paused.
I have to see her. I have to talk to her.
"Terra? What's wrong?", Nate asked, Clare approaching me with a hand out.
"I need to see someone...", I said, glancing at the fire escape that escalated down the back of one building.
"We don't have time, those furies will track us eventually. Especially with the three of us in one place." Clare warned, but I didn't care.
"Go ahead to Olympus, and I'll follow after. I don't want anyone risking their life for something I need to do."
Nathan shook his head.
"I'm not leaving you behind. We aren't leaving you behind.", Nathan said.
"Even if the gods disintegrate us for being late.", Clare smirked.
After that, I sorta realized that maybe Nathan and Clare were more than just campers. They were my friends. And trust me, I wasn't used to having friends.
I lead them outside the alleyway, and onto a crowded street that I had rode my bike down to school for so many years.
I approached the tall apartment building, and entered without hesitation.
The place was old, and rotted, but it was the only place my ex-mom could ever afford for us to live in.
Clare and Nathan were dumbstruck as they followed behind me on the steps up to the third floor. The floor of my apartment.
I sighed, and Clare could feel my tension.
"We're on a time limit, but no rush.", she patted my shoulder, and with my newfound strength I knocked on the door of my apartment. She might have not been home, as she worked almost every day. It was worth a shot.
And sadly, I wish I never decided to visit her.
A brown haired, brown eyed women opened the door, and my memories seemed to escape from my mind. All the times she'd stress drink, all the times she'd forget to feed herself and all the times she'd cry herself to sleep.
I pulled her into a hug, and she slowly patted my back. I couldn't help but think that she looked happy for once.
I pulled away and she smiled at me, almost sadly and maybe even confused.
"Hi, sweetheart. What can I do for you?", she asked, her brown eyes glowing like stars.
"Mom, I just wanted to talk to you..."
She look startled, then looked at my friends like who is this crazy child that just got out of bed?
"I'm sorry...?"
"I don't care if...if whoever gave me to you was my parent. You're my mom, my real mom. I love you.", I said, holding her face like the grey eyed lady had in my dream.
She gently grabbed my wrists and pulled them away from her.
"I'm not sure who you are.", her face turned red, and she was confused on what to do.
"Mom, it's me. Its Terra.", I explained. I couldn't have looked that different since the last time she saw me.
"I've never known a Terra in my life. I've never had a child.", my ex-mom explained feeling bad for me, and suddenly her brown eyes changed. They did not recognize me. They didn't recognize the child they've watched for fifteen years.
My heart sank, and I began shaking.
She swore on the River Styx...
And now they've taken away her memory of me.
The entrance door swung loudly, the glass crashing in the distance.
Footsteps raced up the stairwells.
"Terra, we have to leave now.", Clare grabbed my shoulder but I didn't budge.
"Mom, please remember.", I looked at her, searching her eyes for even the slightest memory. They were empty, and frightened by the crashing sound and the footsteps from the stairwell.
"Well, there goes the way out.", Nathan said, and Clare shoved us all into my apartment, shutting the door.
It wouldn't be long before the Furies would knock it down.
"What was that?", My mother asked, reaching for the house phone.
"No time to explain, come on Terra.", Clare dragged me across the apartment, and my mom followed.
"Mom, please.", I begged, but I knew she couldn't do anything about it. She felt guilty, but I couldn't blame her for losing her memory.
Whoever gave me to her was selfish.
The apartment door busted open, and my mom rushed us into my room, which was now just an empty room with a window leading to a fire escape.
We shut the door, Nathan and Clare rushing out of the window and onto the fire escape, they stood waiting for me.
I stuck one leg out the window, and turned back.
My mom held the door as the Furies pounded on it. They wouldn't hurt her, they only wanted my friends and me.
"I wasn't lying when I told you I loved you.", I said quietly.
"Me either.", she replied, and somewhere in those brown eyes was the slightest memory of me. She remembered me in that moment.
I guess a mother's love is powerful.
I hopped down the fire escape, knowing that it would be the last time I'd see her as my mother.
I teared up as we reached the ground of the alleyway, but I didn't have time to stop and sob as the Furies flew from the windows and right above us.
We scrambled into the streets, Clare and Nathan running by my side as the Furies flew above us, their wings casting large shadows onto us like the Batman signal.
"Right!", Clare shouted as she pushed through a crowd of people. We hopped into a heated grocery store, warming up my frozen limbs.
Pajama pants were not good for cold weather.
"Why don't we just fight those things?", Nathan asked, pulling out a tiny looking knife.
"Yeah, that's so gonna scare them.", Clare rolled her eyes.
I laughed, but it was pathetic. My heart ached from the encounter with my mom.
The grocery store owner just watched us quietly, and probably would call the police any second.
Once the Furies walked in, I'm pretty sure he did call the cops.
Their claws spread, fangs popped out, wings flapped, and suddenly I had a flashback of the last Twilight movie I watched. I wasn't a big fan, anyway.
I pulled the chain from my neck and whipped it into the light grey sword, and the Furies came at me. Not one, but all three.
Oh, come on.
If I defeated Demon Grover, I'm pretty sure Furies were like, the same level.
I was wrong.
They were fast, and I knew that they could have killed me if they wanted to. It felt like they were just trying to get me under control for someone else.
I whacked one to the side with my sword, the others digging their claws into me.
Remind me to ask Chiron if every monster likes to dig their claws into people. This was like, my second time within the same week getting a claw to the stomach.
Clare hopped in with surprising experience, swiftly battling off one of the bat women. Nathan on the other hand wasn't bad himself, cutting off one of the Furies arms and shoving it into the freezer. It broke through the glass and charged him again.
I pushed back the Fury, but it gripped my sword and threw it across the store, almost hitting the owner who was curled up in the corner. He was frantically speaking to police.
I could only imagine the phone call.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Hairless bat people and teens are fighting in my store. Oh no, there goes the vegetables."
Now I really want to know how the Mist could cover this up.
The Fury came at me, and I grabbed for the nearest object, which was a tomato cart. I shoved it into the Fury, toppling it over and making a pasta sauce mess. The Fury shoved the wooden cart into more of the glass freezers, bursting a few milk gallons.
I am not cleaning that up.
Blue and red lights flashed in front of the store, and I realized all the other customers fled as the fighting started, leaving only Nathan, Clare, and me.
"Back door!", Clare called out, slicing the Fury in half and it popped into a confetti of ashes.
I ran to grab my sword from the wall, the owner getting a good look at me.
If you see me on America's Top Wanted list, you know why.
I shoved another cart of fruits into the Fury, hitting the back door open as Clare and Nathan followed. We ran deep in between the tall buildings, covered in food stains, sweat, and filled with adrenaline.
We stayed out of the main streets, knowing two of the Furies flew overhead. We couldn't stop, we were already late enough to Olympus. We didn't have time to stop and fight.
The Empire State Building was across a crowded street, but we had nothing to risk.
We ran out onto fast traffic, Nathan jumping over car hoods, Clare and I weaving through them.
I can proudly say we caused about five or six car accidents.
We reached the doors of the building with relief, and I knew the man at the counter was the guard Rachel had talked about.
"Goddess!", the guard stepped away from the counter and bowed. Rachel and Nathan gave me a confused stare.
"I need to get into Olympus.", I stuttered, shivering although the building was warm.
"Yes, of course! Olympus is on the-"
The two last Furies bursted into the building, screeching.
I pulled the chain into a sword once more, knowing exactly what they were doing. They were calling for backup.
A swarm of flying harpies busted into the building like nobody's business.
They charged at us in a messy flock. I swung left and right, but my arm began aching more and more. The harpies dropped like flies.
"Go to the elevator!", I yelled, and I've never raised my voice so loud before.
Nathan and Clare didn't have time to argue. They were tired and slow as they reached the elevator.
I caught a glimpse of the guard cowering under the counter.
What a wimp.
The Furies came at me, and with some newfound strength, I slice and diced them like the tomatoes in the grocery store. They turned into ash like Demon Grover did.
"Terra!", Clare called out, and I spun around, feeling harpies gripping and clawing the back of the sweater I wore. The elevator doors began closing, and I ran faster than I thought I could in oversized tennis shoes.
I stuck my hand into the elevator and Clare pulled me in. The doors shut on a harpies foot.

The elevator music didn't help as we went up fast. I stood in the corner, not knowing if the red stains on my sweater was blood or tomato juice. I looked up at my friends. They were caked with sweat and blood and...a mixture of fruits.
We all stared at each other, and Clare cracked a smile. I couldn't help but smile, and so did Nathan. Then, we started laughing. I couldn't help but admire Nathan's smile and laugh. My stomach did this weird fluttering thing again. The laughter died quickly as the doors opened to a bright, and beautiful paradise.

Olympus.
We arrived to Olympus, only three hours late.
And I was still wearing my pajama pants.