𝕿𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗? 𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘.

𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖞 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖊, 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖆𝖎𝖗 𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖟𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊. The office was tiny. Not unlike the school itself. There was a secretary's desk in the corner. The golden nameplate that sat on it read 'Ms. Penny.' A middle-aged woman sat in the chair behind the desk. She fixed a potted cactus that sat on her desk and glanced up.

"Ah. You must be the Swans." She said as she began tapping away at her computer. The printer behind her which Percy had not noticed before hummed to life. 6 documents shot out of the little slot thingy. Ms. Penny grabbed them and commenced highlighting a map of the school. "Here are your schedules and a map with the easiest routes to your classes highlighted, and a piece of paper have your teachers sign it and bring it back at the end of the day. Have a great day." With that, the siblings shuffled out of the office into the busy halls of the high school. Percy looked at his schedule it looked like the letters bought tiny skateboards and skated off the page in graceful loopty loops.

"Here," Bella said calmly and she took hold of all of their schedules and transcribed it into ancient Greek in the margin of the page. Percy read the translated version.

Language Arts- Ms. Davis

Physical Education- Coach Matthews

French-Madame Dubois

Social Studies- Mr. Parish

Lunch

Biology 1-Ms. Lenord

Trigonometry- Mr. Perez-Lopez

Arts- Ms. Carter

Percy looked over at his sibling's schedules. The only lessons they had together were Bio and French. He got a ripple of anxiety. He grabbed Harry's hand and clutched it tightly. Harry looked at him, confused. Realization crossed his face and he put Percy's hand against his chest, above his heart as Percy's breath had become erratic. Harry breathed in and out and slowly Percy's heartbeat slowed. Usually, Jason and Harry did it together, but Jason was at Camp Jupiter working to build the minor gods and goddesses' shrines.

"Hey, it'll be okay," Bella said positioning a hand on his shoulder. "We will see each other in French." Bella squeezed his shoulder one more time and she roamed towards her first class. Harry inspected him over one more time, but caught Percy's eye and let it go. He walked off to his class. Only after reassuringly patting his back lightly.

Percy now stood alone. He looked down at the map at the line highlighted- ooh blue. Right then and there he decided that this was his new favorite path.

Percy knocked on the door and he stepped back because he was not getting hit with the door today. No siree, not today. A boy with greasy slicked back black hair opened the door and gaped at him.

Percy looked back expectantly in slight amusement, as the boy opened the door wider to allow him in.

Percy stepped into the medium-sized classroom. The professor (Ms. Davis) was a short middle-aged woman with short red and black hair. She wore a rainbow shirt and jeans. "Hello...Perseus." She said looking down at her attendance list. "Just Percy, please," Percy said quietly as he winced. Only people (or monsters for that matter) that wanted him dead dubbed him by his full name and the gods of course. He gave her his paper and she signed it. He noticed that her signature was in exquisite cursive. He could not for the life of him read it.

"Would you like to introduce yourself then? Or you can go sit next to..hmm..how about Alice." Ms. Davis said with a smile. "No, thank you, ma'am," Percy said with a scarcely noticeable smile.

"Alrighty then. Alice, please raise your hand."

A small hand in the back rose and Percy strolled to the rear of the classroom. He was met with a pixie-like girl with short brown hair and golden eyes. She was pretty, but Percy swayed a different way.

"Hello, I'm Percy." He spoke up after he sat down. He held out his hand to shake. Alice took it. "Alice." She said grinning. Her eyes momentarily glazed over as if in some sort of trance. "I think we will become great companions." She said chirpily with another smile.

Of course, Percy figured out she was a Vampire. Cold to the touch, enchantingly stunning, and the golden eyes, symbolized a diet of animal blood.

He sat through the Romeo and Juliet discussion mentally jotting down to get a Greek version of his books.

The bell rang and he got up, examining his schedule he began to walk towards the door until he heard his name. Percy turned and saw the greasy-haired kid. Min or Matt...no. Oh, Mike. There. "Hello. Wanna sit with us at lunch with your siblings?" Mike asked peeking over at Jessica who had come to stand beside him.

"Ok," Percy said not wishing to upset them. "See you there then." Mike finished awkwardly and he stumbled away with Jessica on his heels.

Percy made his way to P.E. and got his paper signed. Lucky for him they were doing a swimming unit. Percy pulled on the scratchy black swimming trunks that the school provided for everyone. He kept his shirt on and moved out towards the pool where the rest of his class stood.

Coach Matthews thankfully did not ask him to introduce himself. "Hop in the pool and wait on the edge for a moment," Matthews said as he went into his office. Everybody jumped in. Percy slid his shirt off. Putting glamors on to cover his scars. He hopped in with everybody else. He stayed under for a moment allowing the water to relax and rejuvenate him. When he came up everyone looked at him in curiosity.

Dam. He must have remained under longer than what was normal. He was saved from the gapes by Coach Matthews. There were 5 lanes in use 3 lane had boys with four in each and 2 lanes had girls 4 in one and five in the other. The sixth lane was not in use (for some reason. I mean it was a perfectly good lane.)

"Okay do 400 free." Coach Matthews said and with that, the swimming commenced.

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Percy let the shower water rain down on him. He had about 15 minutes to shower before his next class.

Percy scrubbed vanilla and strawberry shampoo into his hair. He rinsed it out and looked down at his clean body. All he saw were scars. Hideous scars.

Percy lifted his hand and traced a particularly malicious scar with his index finger. He remembered how he got every scar. Every. Single. One. Whether or not he desired to. His dreams plagued him.

He barely slept anymore. He listened intently at twilight for the monster who had given him that scar. Terrified that he would ultimately locate him and his brother and sister, whom he loved to Hades (his favorite uncle.)

Tartarus. The same being who tormented him in his dreams. He constantly fell asleep willing or involuntarily Tartarus wasn't picky. Percy knew for a fact his siblings had identical dreams. Visions where they were called upon and harmed in their sleep. Somehow it was nastier for Percy.

He leaped out of the shower and dressed in his black jeans and green hoodie. He walked briskly to French ready to reunite with his siblings.

He walked through the entrance and softened immediately as he saw Harry and Bella quietly conversing in the back corner of the room. He got his slip signed and made his way to the back of the room.

He sat in the seat beside Bella.

"Yea. Vampires." Harry said in Greek to Bella and Percy.

"They drink animal blood," Percy said thinking of Alice. "We'll chat later," Bella said eventually, ending the discussion as Madame Dubois began speaking. "Good morning class." She said her English was surprisingly good.

"Good morning." The whole class said back.

"Now. Proceed with your worksheet from yesterday on your French terminology."

Percy turned to Bella and Harry and began to talk in Greek to them. He had forgotten a pencil. He however had made the misstep while Madame Dubois was passing the worksheets back to the students (new papers for themselves.)

Everyone on the Argo || had made a point of learning to speak and read French, Italian, Spanish, and Latin (Greek for the Romans) so they could converse with Piper, Nico, Leo, and the Romans on the ship in their language to make them feel comfortable.

So safe to say Percy breezed through the worksheet (along with Bella and Harry.)

When they finished they quietly whispered to each other in Italian they had to stay in practice after all.

They however failed to notice that a majority of the class including Madame Dubois had seen them not doing their worksheet not knowing they were completed.

Madame Dubois sauntered to their table and the class hushed waiting. Madame Dubois could be brutal she was a typically mean teacher.

"What are we talking about? Care to share with the class?" She asked in her perfect French with a smirk.

Percy exchanged looks with Bella and Harry. "We would prefer not to, ma'am," Harry responded for the group in French. Looking her directly in the eye.

Madame Dubois reeled. She angrily huffed and shuffled back to her desk.

The bell rang without fail 15 minutes later.

Percy parted from his siblings nervously and made his way to social studies. Nothing remarkable happened in the 50 minutes (years) Percy was in the class though the teacher reminded him eerily of Professor Binns.

-H-E-L-L-O-

Percy stepped into the Canteen. He immediately noticed the noise. He suddenly felt anxious. He cautiously stepped into a line on his right. He looked over his options and grabbed an apple and a slice of cheese pizza. Unfortunately not blue.

He looked around the room, feeling overwhelmed by the noise. He looked towards the far left corner of the room. There sat Harry and Bella. Sadly Mike, Jessica, and their entire table were with them. He made eye contact with Harry's emerald-green eyes. They practically spelled out 'help'. Percy giggled slightly and made his way over to the table.

He set his tray down next to Bella, Harry was on her other side.

Percy wasn't feeling well so he decidedly picked at his food for a good fifteen minutes before everyone turned their heads to the door. He looked up.

Walking across the canteen were 5 beautiful people 2 females and 3 males. The first girl had long blonde hair and the same golden eyes that her siblings had. The boy next to her, as they were holding hands, had short-cropped black hair. The second girl he recognized as Alice from 1st period. The boy next to Alice seemed stiff as if he was in physical pain. He had shoulder-length blonde hair. Finally a lanky boy behind the group. He felt himself stiffen. He looked at Bella. They made eye contact and looked at Harry, their youngest sibling went pale.

They could see the tears in his eyes. The final boy looked exactly like Cedric Diggory.

Who has been dead for 4 years.