The Mortal Godling (A Demigod/Percy Jackson Fanfic)

Demigod 101

Author's Note: um hey it's been a while since I've kind done an a/n but I'm writing this one just to say that I'm sorry that my story updating has been all wonky and random, although very few people even read my story and even care about it I still believe that it's my moral right to stay dedicated and work on this story consistently. I've had plenty of awesome ideas and stuff that I've wanted to implement into the story but I haven't gotten around to it and I've been having a few problems in my personal life with my friendships my love life, family too it's just been really fucked up really and I'm sorry it's been affecting the story. To summarize it, I'm sorry to the few people who read this that I've been being lazy and not updating too often, other then that let's continue the story. Also I'm sorry if the chapters are really crappy but I do plan on re-reading all of them at a later date so I can try and polish them up a bit so that all the grammar and spelling is up to par.

As I woke up I rubbed my eyes and stretched my extremly sore body, I shortly realized that I was laying on a bed without a clue where on earth I was. Slowly I tried to get out of the bed I realized I was in but my body began to hurt more and caused me to whimper out loud. My body felt as if it were trambled by a herd of angry bufffalos, then I suddenly heard foot steps coming from the door across the room. Then the door opened and to my suprise I saw the same boy with brown hair that I saw before I blacked out and he was acompanied by two other people, Chris and a middle aged man in a wheel chair.

"Hey looks like our sleeping beauty has finally woke up," the brown haired boy said with a playful grin as he set down a tray of soup, "how was your royal slumber our highness?

"Um good I guess, do you mind me asking but can I know who you guys are?" I said completely dumbfound.

"Well I'm guessing you already know Chris here but as for me my name is Jacob and I'm a demigod just like I suppose you are and as for the guy in the wheel chair, well I guess he should introduce himself"

"Well for the first part I'd love to speak with this young lady alone," the man in the wheelchair began, "I have some matters I should speak to hear in private, and while I speak to her Jacob please give Christopher a tour of the camp"

"Okay Chirs come with me then," Jacob said as he began to stroll out the room, "I'll show you around camp and stuff then"

"Okay then," Chris said reluctantly, "Sophie I'll meet up with you later then"

As soon as they left the room and the door shut behind them the man in the wheelchair began to readjust himself and raised his head to meet my eyes, "We'll I am Chiron and I'm the activities director her In camp half-blood, your name is Sophia I presume?"

"Um y-yeah it is," I said hesitantly, "may I just ask why does your name sound so familiar?"

" Well that's mostly likely because I've train several other heroes throughout my years such as Hercules and Achilles"

"Wait as in thee Hercules? The son of Zeus and all that jazz? That would make you like a million years old then"

"We'll allow me to explain, the Olympians had made a deal with me a very long time ago that allows me to live as long as I'm needed in the godly world"

"So your practically immortal then?"

"We'll I guess so," he said glancing out the window with a far away look "it's the easier way of saying it"

I tried to readjust myself on the bad and all of a sudden my ribs started to hurt and a winced as I cradled my side. Chiron took notice and reached beside my nightstand and passed me a liquid that look like apple juice.

"Here drink this it'll make you feel much better" he said urgently.

I grabbed the glass and took a sip of the suspicious liquid, it tasted like right out of the oven fudge brownies. I drank the whole thing until there was only ice remained in the glass