Percy and the Forgotten Heroes

Bresais Fairspring

A/N ok so the next chapters will be about the forgotten heroes that have joined Percy. Have patience because there will be a lot. But they are really good characters and I am really impressed with them.

This chapter is dedicated to @blood_dagger who submitted the character Bresais Fairspring.
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Bresais's POV

Flashback

Today was going to be perfect. It was my eleventh birthday and my papa said he had a special gift for me.

It was 6:30 in the morning, pretty early, but I decided to wake up Papa.

"Papa! Wake up!" I whispered in his ear. He groaned before turning over and smiling at me.

"How is my beautiful daughter?" He said. I giggled.

"Now what day is it?" He joked.

"Papa! It's my birthday!" I yelled.

"Yes, yes I know darling. Why don't you go get ready so we can go get some Starbucks." He laughed.

"Can I get hot chocolate?" I asked.

"Of course!" He answered, "My little eleven year old..."

I giggled before running to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror.

I had short choppy black hair and golden eyes with just a tinge of black around the iris.

I combed out my hair and decided to put on my favorite outfit. I put on some jeans and a regular black tank top. Then I put on the army jacket my papa had given me as a gift.

I put on my black converse and walked down stairs. My dad was tying his shoe laces when there was a knock on the door.

Papa froze before slowly getting up and opening the door.

"O-Oh..." Papa said, shakily, "Charlie...what are you doing here?"

Why was he so worried? It's just Uncle Charlie.

"Yes, hello there Jacob." Uncle said, "I believe me and you need to talk."

"R-Right..." Papa responded before turning to me, "Why don't you go up to your room Bresais?"

I reluctantly when in my room. I don't know how much time passed but eventually I heard yelling.

"JUST GIVE ME MY MONEY JACOB!" Charlie yelled.

I heard what sounded like a glass breaking.

"Papa?" I said before running down the stairs.

I would of screamed if I hadn't been in so much shock. Standing there was my Papa against the wall and Uncle Charlie holding a gun to his head.

"Get back in your room Bresais." Papa said.

"But..."

"YOU HEARD YOUR FATHER!" Uncle snarled, "GET BACK IN YOUR ROOM!"

Tears leaked out of my eyes. All my instincts told me to leave but I couldn't.

"GIVE ME THE MONEY JACOB! YOU OWE ME IT! IM GOING TO GET IT ONE WAY..." Uncle put his finger on the trigger, "OR ANOTHER!"

"I told you Charlie." Papa said, "I don't have it. I never had our parent's inheritance money. And even if I did...I would never give to a filthy pig like you."

"Wrong answer." Charlie growled.

A loud bang rang out through the house. Charlie grabbed the gun and ran out of the house.