The Time Before 『A PJO/HOO Fanfic』❕ON HOLD FOR REWRITE❕

Percy ~ 4

         "Dymitro! Dymitro!*" A females' voice yelled. It sounded happy, as if she was shouting out to me like I had made her laugh or had done something funny. "Dymitro!!" This time it didn't sound happy, but cautious, like she was yelling for help from me. Or me to help her. The bright light that blinded me from seeing anything faded, but it was still there.  In front of me I saw a person. A woman. Her hair was long a wavy, it fell and cascaded on her shoulders with some strands loose. She was crying. Sounds of sniffling could be heard.

        "Dymitro!" When she yelled, it sounded heart broken. Her voice was strained. Although I couldn't see well, I saw something, like a blade, pass through her from behind. It pierced her in her heart and I felt the tip of the blade on my stomach. "NO!"

         I reached out to her . "Amtrenai!" **

       She fell in front of me as I tried to catch her, but my hands were unable to move for they were being held back by an unknown force. A loud gasp erupted and quieted the are. Falling forward, her hair flew out from behind her as she fell down the chasm separating her and I. "AMTRENAI!!"

        A silhouette walked in front of me. A white grin appeared on his face, he brought his hand back and thrusted it forward towards me. A sickening 'shlock' was heard as I felt it go through me and then-

      

         I woke up. Gasping for air, my body covered in sweat. My heart pounded in my chest as I looked at my blue bedsheets. I didn't know what to think of the dream. It was so out of place compared to the others I've had in my past, it felt like a memory than a dream. Something that really happened. I brought my hand to where I felt the sword in the dream stab me. I felt nothing there but my skin, the sickening sensation of the blade was there but that was all.

         I would go to someone to talk about my dream, though I hardly doubt anyone would listen. Or care for that matter. Annabeth was an option, but lately she and i have drifted away from each other. I stopped hanging out with her which led to me not talking to her at all now. And, honestly, I don't really care. Because the more I think about it, the more I could tell that Annabeth didn't want me anymore. She'd find a way to snap at me. Somehow convince herself that I was cheating on her (which I'm not guilty about) and that I used her for her intelligence. What blatant lies she telling.

       That's not important right now.

      Getting up from my bed and walked over to my restroom. The white framed mirror reflected my image. My tossouled jet black hair that never seemed to quit, was now turning a bit white at the roots. It was weird when I had first noticed it, but since it had started to spread, I had come to terms that it might change white or it might stay black. Who knows? I looked into my eyes and saw that subtle but noticeable blue flecks in my green eyes. Those weren't there before. The best way to describe the blue that they are would be to imagine a lake, in winter, and see that icey blue form when the cold freezes the top. That would be the blue of the flecks.

     Turning on the faucet, I splash my face waking me up. The second my hand turned the faucet off it covered in a thin layer of ice. I stared in shock. I wasn't never able to use ice before, it wasn't my father's domain, and yet there it was. The white, cold curtain surrounding the metal knob. The ice jutted out in tiny spikes when it touched the base of the faucet. Looking back at my hand, I saw that the top of them were a little blue. It was an azure at the very tip of my finger that faded to my regular skin tone as it traveled down to the first knuckle. It too looked as if a bunch of snowflakes made a blanket and covered my fingers.

      I left the restroom and got dressed so that way I wouldn't miss breakfast. My bright orange camp shirt and dark blue basketball shorts. I put on my socks and rebooks and walked to the dinning pavilion where everyone sat waiting for the food. As I walked closer, I saw the table where my friends sat. Piper, Leo, Hazel and Frank on one side and Annabeth, Jason, Nico and Calypso on the other.

     "Percy!" Piper called and patted the seat next to her. When she had said my name, it sounded like the voice in the dream. The first two that is, not the ones that sounded like her in danger. "Sit here, you're just in time for breakfast."

      "So today is a free day cause camp Jupiter are visiting, what do ya want to do?" Jason asked no one in particular.

     "Sleep under the sun, " said Leo.

      "But you're always sleeping" Calypso says.

      "A growing boy needs his rest" Leo grabbed his plate from the harpy that was passing around the food. "What are you guys gonna do? Cause I what I'm gonna do."

       I threw my biggest buttered croissant inter hearth as an offering. "We all know that you're gonna sleep."

      "What if we play some volleyball? One on one?" Hazel asks saying her scrambled eggs. 

      Everyone nodded in agreement. It was decided, we'd play volleyball. And we did. Jason and I went first, then Piper and Annabeth. Nico and Hazel then Frank and Calypso, then the winner from those games went up against each other till it was just Piper and I. Mostly everyone was on pipers side. "Why don't I have any fans?"

      "You have Leo," Annabeth said.

       Turning around with the ball in my hand I served the ball to where Leo lay. He was completely unaware of the horrible (but funny) thing I was about to do. When the ball started to fall, I mentally cheered because it was going to land where I wanted it to.

     "Percy!" Piper yelled as the ball smacked Leo in the face when it landed.

    "Piper! You hit the ball too hard!" I yelled.

     Leo sat up and heard what I said. Looks around to where we are, he saw Piper with her hands covering her mouth and the others with opened mouths.  He reached over and grabbed the ball then stood up. Then the started running. Past me to Piper who ran away when she figured out that Leo was going after her. We started to laugh at what was happening, Piper was running through other campers training or group. Her hair flying behind her.

    Leo was chasing her, his brown curls jumping up and down with every step he took. He drew his hand back and threw the ball that hit Piper on her back. She fell to the ground laughing and saying that it wasn't her who threw the ball but me. That's when he ran over here to me and I just stood there laughing as he tackled me.

Somewhere else.

     "How is he doing?" A voice asked.

"He is doing well, he has started to turn back to his previous traits," said another. This voice was younger as if he just left teenage hood. "When do you predict the others will follow?"

"A few days at most, but till then, we must wait and see what he weaves with the thread of destiny," The first person said. Their voice deep and smooth, like a king. But this king has seen terrible things under his reign, and one of them he had to stop. "Luke, continue with training your troops. I fear a battle will emerge tomorrow on Alkari, see to it that they enemies are defeated."

"Yes, Milord," Luke says and leaves the room.

*Dymitro- pronounced dye•me•troh
**Amtrenai- pronounced Am•tree•nye (Am is like I am)

Words: 1,351
Published: 4/16/18
Edited: 4/28/18