The Weird World of Roy (Percy Jackson Fanfic)

Am I Boaring You?

ROY

First though was what in the hell is that? Of course I didn't actually say that, seeing as my mother would have dragged me by the ear to a nearby gas station and washed my mouth out with disgusting liquid soap. I've had that happen before when the Dove bars ran out and believe me, it tastes absolutely horrid.

The boar is something you see out of a fictional movie, with two oddly silver husks, a really furry coat, foam dribbling at the mouth, and the thing had so much drool hanging out of his mouth, one drop could be the equivalence of a large puddle. Oh, and yeah, and by the way did I mention it was about 50 feet tall? If I didn't know any better, which I actually don't, I'd think it was either a mutant pig on crack, or at least a mutant pig that had rabies. Didn't say that out loud either.

"What... Is that?"

My mom fidgeted, unlocking the car doors, and taking out a wad of cash from her purse along with a pocket knife, water, and countless granola bars. It looked as if she'd been preparing for this, how and why, I had absolutely no idea. She dumped out her small floral makeup bag full of lipstick, and other makeup related stuff, and dropped the condiments inside, along with her jeweled necklace, and handed it over to me.

She pulled out my 'Guns & Roses' sweatshirt I'd been looking for forever from under her seat and stuffed it in my bag along with my skateboard. She then threw all of my school books out of the window. I'm not saying I disagree with throwing textbooks into a highway but, what in the heck was going on here?

I took it cautiously, "Why are you giving me this? Mom! What's happening?"

She looked back at me sternly "Listen to me, Roy. You are a strong girl, and you have to be strong right now, I need you to listen to my directions closely. You need to take a cab to the address on this note," she took a lined piece of paper taped under the glove compartment, and handed it to me. "Once you get there, talk to Chiron, he'll explain everything. No matter what, do not come back, do no look back, and do not disobey my instructions do you hear me?"

I nodded my head. My mother's always been a tough person ever since I could remember, rain or fall, night or day. I guess I get my attitude and toughness from her.

"Good. Now I'll try to ward it off as best as I can, but don't worry about me, i'll be absolutely fine. I'm sorry I can't help you, sweetheart, but you need a professional to explain, not me. So I need to to cut throught that park over there and find a street not in a traffic jam."

Another roar came from the boar, and it was getting closer and now I could fully see it. Sparks came for the coat each time it moved, burning cars, and setting some on fire, though thankfully, a bunch of people got out in time, and were scrambling everywhere. I was getting closer and closer, as we stared.

"GET OUT, NOW!" She screamed over the horror and shouts. Thought people were screaming and running it looked like they had no idea what so ever, what was going on. I tried unbuckling my seat belt, but I was jammed.

"It's not coming off!"

We tried pulling and tugging at the black rope, but it wouldn't budge. Ha, and they said it was for safety.

"Mom-"

"Roy, don't do this, you need to get out!"

"What about you? Where are you going to go?"

"Stop it, Aurora, and listen to me. Either, you get out and were safe, you stay in and we die. I'll handle it from here but you need to go." She stopped struggling, and looked up at me, putting on a serious face.

"Do not, cry right now. There is nothing to cry about. We will make it out, and in order for that to happen you have to get out."

I wiped away tears, and nodded, I had to be strong, especially since I have no idea what's happening. We got mine off and I jumped out of the car,just in time, and ran through an alley, looking back just to see my mother kicking the boat in the leg with enough strength and making it land on the floor, she pulled something out of the car glancing back at me, and nodded.

And that's when I knew she'd be safe, so I followed her instructions and ran.

The streets across from the alley were traffic Jammed, And millions of taxis were swarming the streets aimlessly honking.

There was no other way, so I had to cut through the middle of traffic, swerving through a row of cars cautiously.

"Sorry." I walked through another one, holding up my hands, "Excuse me. Pardon me."

Pretty soon there I was through, leaving a two way path one with a small Forever 21 store, and another an alley, that from the other side I heard fast moving cars. So obviously I choose the alley, which eventually led to main street. I stood by the curb yelling for a taxi, until one finally came.

"Where to kid?"

I pulled out the slip of paper from my pocket and showed it to him. "Here."

I made a loud tsking noise then glanced back up at me. "That's a long drive kid. You got enough money?"

I looked into the makeup purse. "Yep."

"Hop in, kid." the taxi driver smirked.

I did as told, and slung my school book bag and board onto the torn leather seat. The taxi smelled of must, sweat and on a weird matter of fact, tomatoes. The back seat was decorated with snow globes of different weird shaped animals, and cities including a pitch black Hollywood sign.

"So, what's your name, kid?" He asked looking through the rear view mirror. His eyes were a harsh brown color like a twix bar, and he had what seemed like millions of bags under his eyes. Meanwhile, I fiddled with my thumbs in the backseat. Best conversation ever.

"No Man." I muttered cautiously, aware of my weird surroundings. Something was not right about this, so I gave him a false name.

He let out a cold and inhumane chuckle, "So you like Greek mythology, huh?" his stare became highly more intense for some strange reason.

".....No. I just don't feel comfortable giving my name to a total stranger. The story of Odysseus and Polyphemus was just a coincidence." I leaned forward crossing my arms. "And aren't you supposed to actually watch the road to be driving?"

"Listen here you little brat, just because your fa-" he took a deep inhale and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

"My what?" I smirked amused, still keeping my arms crossed. I was testing him, even though it was a huge and dangerous risk. What can I say? It's the Odysseus in me! "What were you going to say?"

He looked through the rear view mirror once again, and slowly blinked. I jumped back in surprise, his Twix colored eyes were now a dark red and slanted horizontally like a reptiles. I swear, if i wasn't in a rush and didn't want to reek of urine, i probably would have peed myself. What in the mind of Willy Wonka was going on? He smiled another cold ruthless smile, "Oh, so you don't know who he is, huh? This makes killing you even better!"

"Ummmm.......this I think this is my stop." I tried jiggling the door, but it wouldn't budge, it was locked down tight, without a way of opening. I started panicking and hyperventilating, something I do when I'm nervous, and searched around for possible escapes. There was no pen and paper for a 'Help Me' sign and there wasn't any thing i could use to signal help with. My eyes locked on the snow globes.

He chuckled another one of his infamous fake chuckles and turned around. I was like a totally different person; the bags were gone, replaced by green shiny scales, and instead of his before, dark black jelled hair and baseball cap, were thousands of snakes slithering. I seriously did not have time to look at the lower body or I most likely would have fainted, seeing as the top half was frightening enough.

"No can do kid. You're in my hands now." He spat another green strand of slime at me, which looked like the taxi seat got shot with a bullet. And to believe, all of this was happening while still driving. People viciously honked horns and yelled out of their windows as we slipped and swerved through the street. But obviously, this taxi driver couldn't care less.

He growled again, this time taking a lunge at me, I had no idea what this thing was, but it sure could move fast. I gladly kicked it right in the face, leaving gold blood on the bottom of my sandals. Who in the freaking world bleeds gold blood? Then again, he isn't a typical person I'd see everyday.

The kick dazed him for a minute and I saw this as my chance to break out. I slung my book bag back over my shoulder and then stuffed mom's makeup bag into my pocket. I took two of the snow globes and threw them onto the taxi window, breaking the glass. I winced as the breaking made an ear-shattering sound, and then I created my last option. I jumped.