The King of the Galaxy

Chapter 14- The First Part of the Legend

King/Commander Alpha's pov-

"You're holding the freaking sword wrong, Annabeth!"

I was teaching the Athena and Hesphestus cabin sword fighting class, and their master strategist was the worst at sword fighting.

"Okay three things," Annabeth snapped. "1.) That's the first time you called me Annabeth, do thanks. 2.) I use a dagger, not a sword. And 3.) How are you qualified to teach us? You even said it yourself to me, about how you're younger than me,"

"Well Chase, the first thing will never happen again. Second thing, everyone in my army knows how to use at LEAST two weapons. Lastly, I'm qualified to teach you all, even though I was born after Chase, is because she sucks; and you all need someone to teach you," I say this all, and Annabeth just sits there sulking the entire time.

"Well she does suck," I hear a son of Hespeastus's voice whisper to his sister, earning a few giggles from everyone- except Annabeth.

"What? I am your elder!" Annabeth screeches.

"So, you're calling yourself old? Wow, that's a shocker, considering you tried to convince us that you were a new camper in that gay disguise, three years ago," one of Annabeth's sisters mocked.

Annabeth than started crying and ran to the beach. I just stood there shocked. The famous savior of Olympus, in tears? Odd. I knew what everyone was expecting, a short stare of disbelief on the mockery and than me running to her, trying to comfort her, than later some punishments. But that's not going to happen.

I cleared my throat, "Well now, the proper stance is this," I say positioning myself with my left foot slightly in front of my right foot, and right hand above my left hand on the hilt of my sword.

"Now copy my stance," I say to the beginners. They did as I told them to, but just then the conch horn sounded for the camp fire. Tonight we were suppose to here a tale about a hero, rumor has it that it's about me- Percy Jackson.

"Okay that's it for today, obviously. See you back here tomorrow," I announce carefully.

They all nod, and walk in groups of twos to the fire area.

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"So today, we will talk about a very special legend about the most heroic hero out there- Percy Jackson," (A/N: So cheesy- I know)

Mummers make their way through the crowd, making it hard to understand who said what.

"The scrawny 12 year old boy,"

"He's obviously not 12 now, dope,"

"Wow! The Percy Jackson? Awesome!"

"Awe I miss him so much,"

And lot more noises were going on until I heard a-

"Wait, isn't Percy that dorky kid from cabin 11?" A very confused army member asked.

"Dude, you met him when he was 13, it's been, like, a bit more than a century since you last saw him," an annoyed voice broke in.

"My god, I never heard of him. Just shut up and sit down, so I can learn who the Hades he is!" I shouted irritated, I was irritated because, 1.) they all wouldn't sit down and shut up. And, 2.) the story was about me.

They all quickly sat down quietly, because I rarely shouted at everyone like that. Normally only to people in small groups.

"Thank you Commander. Now, the tale starts out as Percy starts school off at Yancy Academy, where he meets his protecter Grover. On a field trip Alecto, a creature of the Underworld, attacks him, and he single handedly kills her, without knowing what she was or what was going on," Grover starts out saying.

"Woah, he didn't know what she was, but he still killed her without fear? Wicked!" A daughter of Hecate yelled fascinated.

I cocked my head to the side, acting as if I were in confusion.

Everyone around me mumbled fascinated and all, before Chiron stomped his hooves, asking for quietness.

"Anyway, than when he gets home his mom and him were going to Montauk. Anyway, long story short, the minoutar was following them, same as creepy Grover here, and their car is struck by lightning when they're racing to Camp HalfBlood after Grover informs them in the minoutar, whom Percy's mom knew all about. Grover is knocked unconscious, and Percy's mom is soon struggling in the minoutars grasp. She is sent to Hades realm as a hostage. Percy, his fatal flaw being loyalty-"

"You shouldn't say that to everyone," I burst out.

"What?" Annabeth asks idiotically.

"You shouldn't inform everyone and everything what Percy Jackson's fatal flaw is. If he isn't dead, that could be a deadly weapon for them to take him out with," I say hurriedly.

"Oh yeah, but nobody's seen him for century's. He must be dead," Piper said sadly. Why would she care? She kept vitally painful information away from him because she didn't want to 'ruin their friendships'. Jerk.

"No, if his soul isn't in the underworld, than he isn't dead. Sorry for the interruption, continue please," I say embarrassed.

"But where-" Leo asks before Franks hand flew to Leo's face to cover up the next words.

"Continue please," he motioned to Annabeth who had taken over retelling the tale from Grover.

"Okay, so because of the fatal flaw Percy stays on the hill to defend his best, and only, friend. So he single handedly defeats the minoutar with no training at all. He than drags Grover to the Big House and collapses,"

"And that is where we will stop tonight. We will continue until we get to the end of the Giant War. Happy sleeping campers, good night," Chiron said waving his hand away.

We all head back to the cabins, I seemed too tired to totally process what was going on with everyone else. But I surely knew everyone thought I was a hero, even if they all did betray me.

Does that make it better or worse?

••Chapter Over••

Sorry for the wait, I didn't know how to spell Montauk and I refused to continue writing until I got it somewhat close to the word.

Today I went deep-sea fishing, which was awesome!

It's 10:28 pm and I got up at 4:something am, I'm going to sleep.

Correct mistakes if any, please! Not edited yet.