Percy Jackson: Trials

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I walked all the way to my ex moms apartment. My wrist was sore from getting it sewn back on. I knocked on her door, I heard a few shouts and a little girl playing with toys. Sally opened the door.

"Percy?" She asked. Her eyes watering and I thought she was going to cry.

"Hello Sally. I want to meet my sister, I don't care if you disowned me. I'm meeting her cause I think she should be able to meet her half brother." I said. She opened the door and I walked in, and saw my four year old sister playing with some blocks. I smiled.

"Hey, I'm your brother. I know you never met me before, but I've been off traveling." I smiled. I knew she couldn't understand me, but what do you expect? I've lost my light, I lost my bright view on the world.

"Hand?" She asked pointing at my hand.

"I got hurt and now it doesn't look so nice. It will look normal again one day." I smiled. I played with her for a few minutes before standing up.

"I will come back, I can't promise when, but I will one day, and I'll take you to the beach and we can have ice cream together." I smiled.

"Yay!" She screeched in joy, clapping her hands. To think my mom disowned me two months ago, and I hadn't even met my sister before then.

"Percy!" I heard Sally call.

"It's Perseus now, Sally." I said politely and tried walking away but nope, not going to work.

"What happened to you hand? And since when did you like getting called Perseus?"

"I realized I liked my name, and a wise man told me to wear my name like I wear my new skin." I said.

"What skin?" Sally asked. She walked in front of me. I sighed and opened my backpack and took out to Nemean Lion fur.

"This skin. I skinned the Lion that bit my hand off. It wanted to die a worriers death, and I fought it, in the process, losing my hand. I skinned it with one hand. I got my hand sewn back on." I said. I looked at my sister and she stared at me and grinned.

"You lost your hand! Who's putting you through this stuff! No one gets to hurt my son-" she started.

"I'm not your son, Sally. You disowned me two months ago for something I didn't do. I'm parentless, friendless, I'm alone. I got one friend though. A Nemean Lion. I made a deal with Zeus. If I die I get to be known as a traitor, and if I survive all these trials, Zeus will step down as king, and someone else will take his place. Hera has a choice of stepping down or not. Also if I survive I will be claimed innocent. Now, I only have a two week break, I don't want to spend my entire time here." I said and left.

I walked for a while until I found the place I was looking for. I walked in and stood at the desk where a short lady stood. She wore to much makeup for my liking.

"Ah, Hello, what can I do for you?" She asked.

"Well, obviously I came for a tattoo." I laughed. She smiled and looked down.

"Sorry, I'm new. What tattoo would you like?" She asked with a deep blush.

"I want the name destiny on my forearm and the face of a lion on my back." I said. Destiny was the name of my sister, and the Lion was for a reminder that I always have Hercules with me.

"How big?" She asked, writing it down on a notepad.

"I want destiny in hand writing and big enough to cover my entire forearm. I want the lion the size of my upper back, and I was the name Hercules under it in the same writing as destiny and the length of the lion." I explained and she nodded. She gave my the piece of paper she wrote on.