Love For Leo

[b]Ok, this is my first attempt at a Percy Jackson fan fic. Correct me if I get some gods mixed up or any names mixed up.

I really need to re read the PJO series…

So who else is excited for the Son Of Neptune? I am literally jumping up and down!

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians that is all owned by the genius Rick Riodan:D

Love For Leo:

You will journey to the camp for Half Blood's. Go, my daughter, you will be safe there.

I woke up; sweat dripping off my brow, another dream.

I had only told my grandmother that I had dreams about my father. I didn't want to think about it really, but I did.

They were dreams but they always seemed to tell the future. Like one time I dreamed my father told me I was going to get kicked out of my school. The next day I was, for insulting a cheerleader. Well, more than insulting.

It's not like I meant to accidently dump our fish aquarium on her. I really didn't!

The fish told me to! Yeah, I know it sounds weird but my whole life is weird.

Being a 15 year old 'delinquent' (As my grandmother's friends called me) is hard.

My names Adella Drew, my parents never married. My mom died when I was eleven years old.

The problem was I never could talk to anyone about it. I had feelings bottled up inside of me and that got me angry so I eventually have to take it out on something. I usually end up writing my feelings in my journal I call 'Thoughts. Don't read if you get easily offended because it probably has you in it'.

I have no friends at all. Boys call me the 'chick who has a temper' and the girls call me 'the girl who thinks she's better than everyone else'.

I do not think I'm better than everyone else! Those girls are wrong! I just want a friend. Someone who likes to talk and hang out.

I have curly black hair that's kind of long and greenish blue eyes. I am average height and tan. I'm tan because my grandmother always insists the beach is good for me.

I feel amazing at the beach. I don't feel alone. The shore gives me comfort and the waves seem to talk to me.

I DON'T TALK BACK THOUGH! Don't think I'm crazy!

Ok, now that I've introduced myself I should begin my story…

I walked down the stairs of my grandmother's cottage by the sea. She was sitting at the kitchen table.

"Good morning, Adella," she greeted. Grandmother is a skinny old woman with grayish white hair and gray hair. She's taken care of me ever since I was eleven (when my mother died).

"Morning," I answered and sat down.

"My friend's grandson is coming over today to have a play date with you," she told me.

Play date? What are we three?

"Granny, I'm not really up to having people hang out today," I replied pouring some CheeriosTM in a bowl.

"You are never 'up' to having people over."

I shrugged "Sorry to disappoint all the people who are banging down my doors to hang out with me."

"Don't be sarcastic with me."

"Granny, I'm just not up to it," I said then began eating.

"Too bad, he is coming. His names Oak, a weird name I know, but be nice," She answered then got up from the table.

Stupid kid named Oak. Don't guys just have to ruin everything?

I was dressed in blue skinny jeans and a light blue tank top when I answered the door.

A boy about my age was standing there, smiling.

"Uh hey," I said.

"Hello. Your Adella right?" he answered.

"Yep, its nice to meet you. Come on in."

He stepped in our small sitting room and looked around.

His appearance was odd. He was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans and a backpack. He had crutches.

"So, your… Oak, right?" I asked leading him into the family room.

"Yeah" he answered.

He looked like he was growing a goatee.

"Uh… so what do you want to do?" I asked him.

"You have a beach, right?" he said.

I nodded.

"Cool! Lets go there… but I have to use the bathroom first".

"Down the hall, first door on the left," I told him then watched him hobble off.

His backpack was lying on the floor, opened.

Wonder what he's got in here...

I peeked in and saw aluminum cans, napkins, and Styrofoam cups.

Interesting…

ooOooOooOooOooO

"Do you go to the beach much?" I asked him as we were walking on the sand.

"Sometimes, but not a lot" he answered.

I looked out at the waves. The beach was empty, I noticed dark clouds were rolling in.

Talk to the faun, tell him.

It was my father's voice again.

"Tell him what?" I whispered. No response.

The sand must have been hard on Oak's crutches because he tripped and fell a couple of times.

"So, what's your favorite subject in school?" I asked.

"History."

"Cool me too! I like Greek My-"

A loud roar interrupted me.

I looked around and saw a large black lion looking thing coming out of the water.

"Oak, what's that?" I asked. As if he would know.

Oak didn't answer he just stuttered words.

The lion thing came towards us.

It showed its teeth which were HUGE!

"Oak, run!" I exclaimed and pulled the boy along, up the path to my grandmother's cottage.

"Who is your parent?" Oak asked me in quiet voice.

"Does that matter? Were about to get eaten by that lion thing!" I answered wanting to hit the kid.

I tripped on a rock and fell to the ground. Oak fell down with me.

The lion jumped on top of me and roared in my face.

"I don't want to die!" I exclaimed.


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[b]How did you guys like it?[b]

That was... KOOOL AID

Thanks! :)

very good

I'm so excited, too. 1 week 1 day. If only my dad would Pre-order it for me!

This is a great story. I like it. ^_^

I thought everything was over for me. The lion bared his teeth but then an arrow sounded from far away.

The lion collapsed, hit by the arrow. I got crushed by the creature when it fell on me.

It smelled horrible! Like wet dog and cheeseburgers.

Someone lifted the lion off and I stood up, a little dizzy.

Before me stood a tall muscular boy and two teenage girls, one of the girls was holding a bow.

"Uh… thanks" I mumbled.

Oak got up and I noticed he wasn't wearing his jeans anymore…

He was wearing… goat legs?

"What's that?" I asked him pointing to his… hoofs.

"I need to tell you something, Adella. I'm not… human… I'm a satyr" he answered looking me hard in the eyes.

I looked around. "Ok… is this some sort of prank bec-"

The boy interrupted me "It's not a prank."

What was going on here?

"Who… uh are you?" I asked.

"I'm Percy Jackson. This is Annabeth Chase and Piper Mclean" he answered.

"What's going on?" I asked looking at the lion.

Fear was filling me faster and faster, but what of?

"We are here to take you to a safe place. A place that's safe for people like us," the girl Annabeth said.

She was really pretty. I immediately took a liking to her. The Piper girl seemed pretty cool too.

"But what am I?" I asked completely confused.

"It'll make sense once we go to the camp." Piper answered, smiling.

"'Camp?' what's the camp?" I asked.

"Camp Half Blood" Percy answered.

My eyes widened "Do you mean… like a camp for Half Bloods?"

Annabeth nodded then they all started walking up the path to my grandmother's.

"Wait, my grandmother said I could go? Really? She never lets me go to stuff because she is afraid I will meet a guy and…," I turned to Oak. "What do you mean you are a satyr?"

"You know mythical creatures? Greek gods and all those myths" Percy told me.

I nodded, "Yeah, it's my favorite subject in history."

"It's all real" he said.

I stopped dead in my tracks, "Ok, now I know someone's pranking me. Are you serious?"

"You probably feel lost and different, right? Well, we feel that too. Every Half Blood at the camp feels that way. But when were all together we aren't different." Piper explained.

We neared the cottage and my grandmother walked out. She looked pale and worried.

"Adella, you're all right! Thank the gods," she exclaimed running and hugging me.

I hugged her back, "Grandmother, did you just say thank the gods?"

"They will explain. You must go, dear, something evil is trying to find all the kids like you" she said stroking my hair.

"Go where?"

"To Camp Half Blood" Percy spoke up.

My grandmother gave me a suitcase that looked like she had already known I was going somewhere.

"What's going on?" I asked looking at her then at the teens and Oak.

"You must go, dear. We'll meet again. Trust me." My grandmother said then hugged me again.

I don't know why, but I was crying. I was scared and upset.

"We'll take good care of her, ma'm" Percy told my grandmother.

Grandmother slipped a piece of paper in my hand, "Read it when you're settled in at Camp Half Blood".

I nodded and with tears rolling down my face I said, "I love you. Thank you for all that you've done for me."

"I love you also, dear. Even though we fought a lot" she answered then kissed my cheek and stepped back.

I let Annabeth and Percy lead me away.

I glanced back and saw my grandmother, waving. I smiled a little and continued walking.

"This is our ride to camp" Percy told me showing me an old pickup truck.

Piper got in the bed and motioned for me to join her. I put my suitcase in then sat down.

Oak hopped in the actual truck along with Percy and Annabeth.

Percy started the truck and soon we began pulling out.

"You'll be happy at the camp" Piper told me.

I smiled weakly, "What's it like?"

"Great! It's got a lake and a rock climbing wall and tons of cool people," she answered.

Maybe this camp won't be that bad…

"I… don't understand what's happening… could you explain, please?" I asked her.

"It's hard to understand at first. Ok, so the Greek gods ("you know them right?") are real. I am a daughter of Aphrodite along with a bunch of other kids from across the world. Name all the Greek gods."

"Ok, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Apollo, Artemis, Aphrodite, Hermes… there's more I just cant think of them… Oh yeah! Hestia, Demeter, Ares, Athena and… uh… what's that last one? The blacksmith guy" I answered.

"My friend Leo would kill you if he found out you didn't know him," she laughed, "Its Hephaestus."

"Oh, yeah! He's always a hard one to remember. Those were the 12 gods of Olympus."

History was always my strong suit.

"Who is my parent?" I asked.

Piper shrugged, "We don't know yet. We should find out once were at camp."

"I hope it's someone cool. Like, Apollo. He's always been my favorite. Who is Annabeth and Percy's parents?" I asked.

"Annabeth's mother is Athena. And Percy's father is Poseidon. Poseidon is one of the Big Three. They were sworn to have any children after World War II but I guess Zeus, Hades and Poseidon can't help themselves." She answered.

Thunder and lightning crashed across the sky. Piper looked up and yelled, "Sorry Zeus!"

I looked at her a little confused, "Why did you do that?"

"I offended Zeus by saying he can't help himself," she answered as if it was the most serious thing in the world.

"Oh…" I said then closed my eyes. My head was killing me.

I wonder what the camp will be like…

this is cool :D

Great story! :D Hope u write more! (PLEASE DO!!!)

That is MAJORLY good!! like, get it published good. I'm guessing she is a daughter of Poseidon?

I HAVE THE SON OF NEPTUNE!!! EEP!!!
Plus, your story's really good. Not even joking.

this is SO majorly good! plz plz plz write more!

Really good!