The Lost Soul : Untold Story of Percy Jackson

[1] Sectoral Heterochromia

June 23 1991 ~ Wisteria Walk, Little Whinging

Have you ever thought that all the things you have right now aren't supposed to be yours? As if it rightfully belongs to someone else but you somehow ended having them instead...

They are not all mine. Everything... It all feels so foreign to me; This life, this place, this home, this body, this name - Íroas Thymos Olympia. 

I woke up with dizziness slowly disrupting my head and a pair of hands over my shoulder, aggressively shaking me. I let out a groan with traces of annoyance.

"Hey Iro, wake up, WAKE UP!" the voice shouted and gave a heavy slap on my face causing me to jump my body out from the bed.

"Harry! It's freaking 5:30 in the morning! What the Hades are you doing here!?" I yelled while massaging my poor soft cheek. As I threw glare daggers at him, I noticed that he's wearing oversized red striped long-sleeves, tucked in cream white pants who's barely holding onto his waist with the help of his belt.

I heard him give out a faint sigh and looked at me with an all so familiar expression, - "Seriously, Iro... again?" he began, "How many times now you're waking up with tears huh? Honestly, what the bloody hell are you doing in your dreams?"

"What?" I confusingly asked, unaware of what he was saying, I slowly lifted my hand and as soon as the tips of my fingers linked under my sea green eyes, the feeling of wetness is evident.

"I... don't know."

"Well let me guess, you don't remember?" he taunted "Why am I even surprised?" I scowled at him before diverting my gaze to a picture that was hung on the wall across my bed. It has a photo of me with my uncle on a beach we once visited. I released a sigh as I felt the tranquility brought by the image of the ocean. – Water always gives me the vibe that makes me feel relaxed and safe.

I looked back at my annoying friend and saw his almond-shape bright green eyes and untidy black hair revealing the bits of his lightning-shaped scar behind those bangs on his forehead.

"Whatever. – Why are you here?"

"To tell you that you should get your butt out from the bed and get ready." I raised my eyebrow and gave him a skeptical look.

"And why?"

"Because... we're going to the zoo!"

After 15 minutes of bath and toothbrush, I walked straight to my closet and pulled out a blue long sleeve shirt and jeans and settled myself in it.

Today is Dudley Dursley's birthday – Harry's big fat spoiled brat cousin and supposedly, Harry will stay here for the day while the Dursleys are at the zoo... Unfortunately, my aunt accidentally tripped yesterday because of her cat and broke her leg thus, she won't be able to look after my friend like she used to whenever the Dursleys were away. – So yeah! We ended up going with them while my aunt was healing.

"Why can't we just stay here or go to the park, I really don't like the Dursleys" I mumbled for the millionth time. Harry's been my best friend since I remember, and I know his cousin's family are the worst. He sometimes visits me whenever he can get away from them but I couldn't manage to do the same because the Dursleys won't let me in.

"Well, at least I'll be away from this cabbage-smelling house for a day." As much as I love my aunt, sometimes I really can't stand the scent the house is giving me. I release a long sighed and grab my shoes.

Wearing my brown combat shoes, I walked straight to the living room and met a batty old woman with a supporter in her leg. – "Morning Aunt Figg, I'm going now" – she looked at me and a warm smile spread across her face.