Jealous Jason |✔

Shivers

I was honestly tired. Tired of hearing campers praise Percy Jackson, tired of my friends begging to know more about him, and I was definitely tired of Annabeth crying at 12 am in the morning.

All of these annoyances were caused by Percy Jackson. He was supposedly a son of Poseidon- the Greek version of Neptune- and a hero who had saved the world.

I didn't have much respect for Neptune. He was disliked among the Romans, though we still respected him. No doubt he wasn't popular at Camp Jupiter.

Percy and I were part of an exchange program. In this program, Hera took each of us placed one in the others camp, therefore uniting the two camps. The only issue about this program, is that she completely wiped our memories, making it difficult to even remember our original camp.

It was strange to hear people speak about another as a hero. I was so used to being the hero, that every time I heard Percy's name being uttered, I had a strange urge to run my sword through him.

I didn't know why I was so against Percy. I hadn't even known him yet. For all I knew, he could've been the best guy around. I just didn't want to give him a chance. I wanted to eliminate him so I would be the hero once again.

I felt a cold shiver pass through me. I had been experiencing these for a while, and it was strange to say the least. These shivers never occurred in Camp Jupiter, and only started a few weeks after arriving to Camp Half-Blood.

I did my best to ignore the shivers, and started thinking about Percy again. What I wanted was more information on him. What made him such a great leader, and how could I be better than him?

I decided the best way to answer these questions were to hear about quests that Percy had gone on. I wanted a first-hand account, though. I knew certain people that Percy had gone on quests with, so I figured I could receive the information from them.

I stumbled across Rachel Elizabeth Dare first. She had been with Percy for a quest, and for part of the Titan War. She was talking with some Apollo kids- probably about prophecies and whatnot- when one of them pointed to me. She turned around to greet me, while the other Apollo kids walked to their cabin.

"Hey, Jason," she greeted. I responded with a "Hello" and quickly asked if she could recount her quest with Percy. She agreed, and spoke about The Labyrinth, and the horrors that they had experienced there.

I have to admit, I was a bit frightened by her description. I couldn't imagine being down there, especially with that level of inexperience. I was skeptical, but made sure to keep an open mind.

I said my goodbye's to Rachel, and quickly found my next target. Grover Underwood is one of Percy's best friend's. Apparently they even had an Empathy Link, but it had been weakened because of the long distance.

"Hey, Grover," I greeted to him.

"Baaaah, hello!" He responded. The satyr always seemed to be in a good mood. It was one of the things I admired about him.

"I was wondering if you could tell me about a quest you had with Percy," I asked politely.

"Baaah, sure!" Grover recounted his first quest with Percy, talking about Medusa, a water park, and a battle with Ares.

I was unsure on how to digest this information. It seemed very unlikely that a kid of his age could perform such incredible feats. I mean, to even attempt to fight a god without being killed to years of training, yet Percy achieved it with almost none. I suppose that being a child of the Big Three could have something to do with it, but I had never been able to do such things.

I reached the conclusion that it was fake. It was just made up stories, invented by Percy and his friends. Still, there was a prophecy, so how could it be fake?

Suddenly, I felt a shiver pass through me. I felt colder, and more distant. The sensation blocked out all sensible thoughts, and I stood behind my original conclusion. Percy was a fraud, and he and all his friends would soon be exposed.