The Lightning Thief - Something's been Stolen

The Lightning Thief

I do not own PJ, all Rick Riordans!

Also featuring some Official Art of some scenes, by John Rocco on the side!

 SOMETHING'S BEEN STOLEN...

Hello, Greek myths are real. We live in the time of gods. The gods live in America. I'm a Half-Blood.

You don't know what that is? I suggest you find out, - because you might be one.

See, being a half-blood -or a demigod, which ever you like- isn't what normal people would call, well, normal. There is a very high percentage-chance that you could die.

But it's not that bad all the time.

I, for one, had found out I was a half-blood at the age of seven. It was the same age I came to camp Half-Blood. My one and only home.

I ran away from home when I was seven, too. After I was made, my mother left, and my father looked after me. My dad is a Professor at West Point, his name is Frederick Chase. But then he found a woman, and made her his wife. They had two little twin boys, Mathew and Bobby.

They hated me.

I ran away because I knew they didn't want me. I was putting their family in danger, just by being there. Half-bloods attract monsters, so I knew they didn't want to live with one. Yes, I knew I was a half-blood. They must have thought I was a freak, too, because I wasn't allowed to play with my half-brothers.

So I left. I lived on the streets. I hid in forests. I ran as far away as I could from my 'family'. But it wasn't easy. Monsters attacked me. They followed me everywhere. I had no weapons to defend myself, only a hammer, which I borrowed from some handyman's workshop. I was alone. Yes, my mother spoke to me, and gave me advice, but I was still lonely. I thought there was no one in the world like me.

Until I met Luke and Thalia. They were only teenagers at the time, but they took me in. Luke gave me a beautiful dagger. We all ran away from home, because we all had family problems. Monsters attacked us, but we were together. We had very bad days, and okay days. We grew stronger every day. They were kind to me; they showed me the love of a family I never got. All we needed was each other.

Then we met Grover the satyr. He found us, and said he was on a mission to bring Thalia to a camp. He couldn't just leave me and Luke, so he brought us with him.

By then, I was used to being chased by monsters. But the number of monsters doubled, making me wonder about this- camp. I hoped it was safe, because I knew we were all tired and running out of energy. We couldn't keep up the fighting for much longer.

Halfway to camp Half-Blood, We ran into some sort of lair. I was soon to discover this was a Cyclops lair, and well, I still have nightmares about it. It was horrifying. The Cyclops tricks us, separated us. We barely got out alive. But when we did, it didn't get any better.

The monsters we left behind caught up to us. New monsters attacked us. Soon, we gave up fighting, we just ran for it. Grover kept telling us, "We're nearly there, nearly there" but I was ready to collapse. Luke, being the excellent swordfighter he was, and Thalia, with her shield and spear, were the main reason we weren't dead yet.

Then, the day came when we finally arrived at our destination. With new energy and hope, we ran up a hill, all sorts of monsters hot on our heels - or hooves. I was crying, because I was exhausted. But Luke took my hand and led me up the hill. Grover followed with Thalia. But the monsters caught up to us. I remembered seeing creatures I had read about, in old myths. Dragons, Fury's, Automatons, Hellhounds, there were so many. I chanced a glance behind me when I heard a scream. It was Thalia. A Fury had entangled her fiery whip with Thalia's heels, tripping her. I screamed and tugged on Luke's hand. He immediately turned around and brought out a sword. But Thalia yelled, "Luke! Go! Take Annabeth and Grover to the camp! I'll be fine; I'll just hold them up for a while! Go!"