Percy Jackson and the mixed half-blood

Meeting The Golden Key

Iris POV

I couldn't believe a month had past. I guess it really was true, time does fly when you are having fun.

I had signed up for taking newbies around camp, telling them the rules and telling them curfews. I also had private tutoring sessions with Percy about controlling the water. It was both of our breaks so we both figured I could be a huge help in battle, which reminded me of Poseidon's words "no quests, do not leave this camp". It just made me feel useless, like I couldn't help with anything but show kids around and practice water bending.

I walked around camp, now used to everything I saw. Campers sword fighting, remembering to scream if you passed the archers, and I absolutely loved the stables. Blackjack, Percy's horse, loved me. I would always visit and bring him all kinds of fruits, grapes, apples, bananas (he really likes them), strawberries, you name it.

"Hey Jackie." I said quietly as I walked through the door. Iris!!!!!!!! Blackjack whined, excited I was here. Did you bring bananas?? He asked eagerly . "Yeah, you want some?" I smiled and peeled back the peel then feed it to Blackjack.

I reached to my belt and buckled out my keys. I had looked them over a thousand times, I probably had memorized the feeling of them in my hand.

I paused, it had dawned on my that I hadn't yet seen Olive.

(Recap: he is the key from athena, so he's basically a living oracle)

I traced the key, feeling the bumps where the olive leaves were resting. I would like to see Olive.

I waited. Waiting was boring.

Nothing was happening so I was confused. Had I said something wrong? I remember Pearl telling me that that's all I had to say.

I heard rustling to my left, towards the back of the stable. I nervously clutched my keys. BlackJack whined. He is a friend, I still didn't relax.

Then a stunning boy turned the corner. His eyes widened as he looked me up and down.

He had golden hair that was slightly long, his eyes the color of olive leaves, he had fair skin, and he was beautiful.

He was dressed in a white button up with a red ribbon around his collar. The ribbon had a golden plate that had Athena's mark on it. He had a tuxedo vest on, buttoned up. He had black skinny jeans on, with a black belt, that hid gently underneath his vest.

"I- uh." I stuttered, unable to master words anymore. "Are you Iris?" He asked. OH MY GOD HE HAD A BRITISH ACCENT HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL! My mind went nuts.

Olive POV

Ouch... I had fallen where I was summoned and fell onto a pile of hard tack. I groaned and stood up. I dusted myself, wanting to look at least presentable.

I turned the corner and saw a stunning girl. She looked around my age, (he's 15 she's 14) 14, 15 maybe.

She had dark bronze hair that was shimmering like grain on a wheat field. Her skin was fair, and she had light golden freckles that rested against her skin. Her eyes were sea green and had a golden ring around her pupil and a grey ring around her outer iris.

No wonder they named her Iris, her eyes are stunning.

She wore a dark green beanie and a grey V-necked shirt. She was wearing dark denim skinny jeans with a belt on. The belt had a clasp as the side, as if she had keys hooked to them.

Wait, keys?! Was this IRIS?! My mind had finally realized that this was my Iris.

"I-uh." She stuttered. She had a slight British accent, but it was mostly American. "Are you Iris?"

This is what she was looked like except Iris was wearing a green beanie unlike this picture
(IGNORE HER CHEST SRY IT WAS THE ONLY PICTURE I COULD FIND!!)

This is what Olive looks like. Basically England but without the huge eyebrows 😂