This is nr 1 in the "Kendra Vector" Series, a Percy Jackson fanfiction whit a bit of Harry Potter
"I am going to eat you now, you are dying, so why do you care about the forest at all?" She asked me, her tone confused. She wanted a reaction, wanted...
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I looked at my bed. Completely empty. I owned nothing.It was all back at home, with my step-mom - Zayla. She's not my mom. I'm not related to her in any way. But she adopted me, let me into her home, and treated me like I was her own daughter. I love her. I may not always show it, but I do. I wish I could just hate her. But I can't. She's just too perfect! Her brownies, her food, the way she patiently sits when I talk to her, and her funny talks. She is the funniest person I have ever met. She will make me laugh, even when I try my best not too. And I just left her. She probably called the police, cause she will think I'm missing. Like a perfect mom would do. "You okay?" I turned around looking into a blond girl with grey eyes: Annabeth. "I'm fine" I lied "Stop" she said. "What?" I was confused. "Lying" she replied back. I looked at her grey eyes. I didn't see her eyes anymore. I saw pictures. Many pictures of Annabeth and some others. In most of them, Annabeth was covered in blood. And I could hear an echo, of only 2 words. 'I'm fine.' Then, I saw her grey eyes again. "The eyes!" she muttered to herself. What was it with everyone and my eyes?! "What is it with my eyes!" I yelled, I was tired of people not telling me stuff. "Y-you have blue eyes... right?" She asked, she didn't seem like a person who would stammer. "Yes" I said annoyed, because that was pretty obvious. "But... I don't think you know - " I cut her off. "Know what!" I asked, a little too sharp. "I have noticed that when you realize things that you are a little too smart to know, your eyes......they turn a shade of grey. Grey eyes are a child of Athena thing." I was astounded. "How?" I asked. She shook her head. "Some demigods have powers, like Percy and his water powers, but mostly Athena kids don't." "Mostly?" I asked She looked at me. "Mostly." She did the same thing as Victor did but I didn't hate her for it. She actually answers the question. "Now tell me" She Said. "Tell you what" "Tell me what's wrong" She asked me again. "I'm fine!" I lied again, with the same answer "No you aren't!" She nearly yelled at me. "You know how I can tell?! Because you're a younger me!. That's me when I was your age. My mom left me. I'm fine. I miss my parents. I'm fine. Greek gods are real. I'm fine! But I wasn't, and neither are you! And then, I began to cry. She looked at me concerningly, just as my step-mother did when I was sad. "I miss my mom!" I muttered so low that I was surprised Annabeth could even hear it. "Your mom?" She said. "Have you- Have you already met Athena?" She seemed a little jealous, but she kept that to herself. "No" I replied. "Then why do you miss her?" she asked with a worried voice. "Not my godly mom. I miss my step-mom. The woman who adopted me." I said, exhausted. Annabeth sat down on my empty bed. She didn't say a thing. But that was what I needed. I needed silence and time. We both sat for a long time in silence, until I fell asleep. Well, I think I did, because I remembered having nothing more than a nightmare...
