Greek God's Don't Exist

Chapter 1- Mythology Means That it's not Real

P.O.V- Katrina

Kat's mums' apartment

SoHo NYC

"Why again am I going to summer camp?!" I groaned from my tiny room just across from the tiny kitchen

"Because you need to be social!" Ms, Fawle answered "and make friends! Let out your energy somewhere else!"

"Whatever" I grumbled and stuffed the rest of my small wardrobe of jeans, and t-shirts into a duffle bag "Can we go then? I wouldn't want to hit any traffic on our long car ride to Long Island"

"It would be an hour at the most dear" Isabella rolled her eyes "and you get to spend it talking with your beloved mother"

I faked a groan, although I do truly did love my mother, Isabella Scott Fawle. I looked nothing like her, I have long black hair, and mom has shoulder length dirty blond hair, I'm tan, and mom has pale white skin, shocking blue eyes, and calm brown eyes.

"Let's go!" Isabella yelled for her daughter "I don't want to you being late" she teased

"So now you don't want me to be late" I rolled my eyes "I see how it is"

"Just grab your bag and we can get going" Mrs. Fawle yelled

"We're like, two feet away from eachother, you do not have to yell" I said

"Well let's go before your father gets here" Mrs. Fawle said

I hate my father, he is awful. He hit, and beat both me and mom, we both still have scars from the events. I still have no idea why mom was married to such an awful man, he smelled, and treated the two of us like slaves

"Okay let's go!" I said and grabbed my bag, excited to get away from her father, Alexander Fawle.

"Mkay, let's go down to the garage." Isabella said and grabbed a few snacks from the kitchen.

Mom and I walked down to the garage under the apartment building and got in one of dads fancy cars, he had a bunch.

"Please tell me your going to go live with a friend when I leave." I asked/demanded mom.

"I actually have made plans with an old friend Sally Jackson, you and her son used to play with each other as tots"

I nodded "that boy, Perseus. Right?"

Isabella nodded like she was keeping a secret and gulped nervously "yep"

"What is it?" I asked "Mom?"

"It's nothing" Isabella shook her head "nothing"

"Did Percy die or something?" I asked "it's fine just-"

Isabella cut her off with a glare "I'll tell you in a minute"

The rest of the car ride was silent beside me flipping through stations, not wanting to bug mom about it. About forty minutes after they had left the dinky apartment Mrs. Fawle pulled off the highway and into a grassy hilly area.

"Camps right in here, but I want to tell you something first. You have to promise me you won't get angry." Isabella said to her me

"I promise" I swore

"Your adopted." Isabella whispered "no matter what I'll still be your mom, but your Sally's child."

"Wait I.. I have a brother?" I asked, I felt like I was just struck with a lightning bolt. That's- wow"

"Twin" Mrs. Fawle answered quietly "you have a younger twin brother"

"Well then why am I going to this camp I- I have to go find him and meet him!" I shouted angrily

"He goes to camp here. When you go in just ask for Perseus, and he will explain everything else. Okay?"

I nodded "o-okay"

"I'll show you up to camp" Isabella said "you have to go in on your own."

I nodded again with an "okay" and got out with my duffle bag

"Follow me" Isabella instructed me

I followed her up a hill to a pine tree

"I'll always love you" Isabella promised "no matter what."

I nodded and walked into camp "I love you too.."

It's beautiful, the ocean, strawberry fields, the ring of cabins, the lush forest. Wait, is that a lava wall?!

I walked down to the big blue house and knocked on the door to see a horse man open the door.

"Your-" I looked the man er- horse over "your a centaur" I love greek mythology, but that's exactly what it is. Mythology- a collection of myths, especially one belonging to a particular religious or cultural tradition. AKA not real.

"Yes I am, please come in. My name is Chiron." he said, and I snapped out of it

"Where is Perseus Jackson?" I asked quickly, remembering what mom- um Isabella told me "I'll only speak to him" I was being very stubborn

"I'll send someone to fetch him" Chiron promised "what's your name dear?"

"I told you, I'll only speak with Perseus" I said and sat down

-AU-

Picture of Katrina on the side, yes the nose ring is included.

I own Katrina, her mum, and her father so far. The rest of this belongs to Rick Riordan!

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