The Storyteller (Male Reader x Thalia Grace)

Chapter 3 - Begin

It's been 3 days since Percy has arrived at Camp Half-Blood. He was getting adapted fairly quickly. However he has still yet to be claimed... (Y) knew however, that it will be very, very soon.

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I was currently watching Percy get ready to spar with Luke.

I Knew Luke hated me... but all I felt towards him was pity. To him Luke was someone who became lost when someone he loved "died"... and because of that loss something manipulated him into being more... twisted.

Thalia watched the two intensely. She knew who Percy's father is now... Thalia was learning how to tap into what I gave her. Which he was proud of.

One of the campers next to (Y) spoke out to Percy.

Camper: "Good luck, Luke's the best swordsman in the last three hundred years."

I knew he wasn't... there are many more people who are nowhere close to God-hood or Divinity, yet can beat Luke...

Percy: "Maybe he'll go easy on me,"

(Y): "Don't worry, Percy. Just remember to always be aware... and remember the fact that Paranoia is a key to the truth."

Percy looked at me weirdly. Not that I couldn't blame him... he thinks that he already knows the truth. Everyone does... except me and Thalia.

Luke then started to beat Percy up... that's the best way I could put it.

Luke called for breaks every now and then, which Percy took with zero hesitation.

But I could tell Luke didn't like me being here. So was I surprised when he asked for a dual? Nope.

Luke: "(Y), you've been sitting there watching us train. Why don't we duel. Obviously you think your better then us."

Everyone then looked over to me as I raised my eyebrow. Thalia, who was next to me, looked like she was about to erase Luke from existence... but then she looked at me with a smirk. I instantly knew what to do.

(Y): "Hmm, why not. I never actually duel anyone, anyways. Plus no ones ever seen me fight, yet."

Luke looked both cocky and pissed at the same time. I noticed a bunch of campers start to gather around, Annabeth, Percy. Hell I could see Mr. D and Chiron watching with curiosity.

(Y): "What weapon to use~"

Thalia: "Do you have that cain thing? The one you like to use when you tell a lively story?"

(Y): "I don't want to kill him... ah well this will have to do."

The ground next to (Y) broke apart as a Sword pushed its way though the earth. The sword itself was... well a bit graphic. The hilt looked like flesh, it breathed as Two eyes opened up, one in the hilt and one in the middle of the blade. Teeth pearcing out off a flesh like hilt. The blade itself looked like regular steel... the flesh then quickly bloomed... roses overtook the sword and made it into something horrifying, yet beautiful... but only I and Thalia could see it.

To everyone else it quickly morphed from scary... to well a bit boring, yet beautiful.

Thalia: "Okay... that's fucking awesome."

I wink at her. Of course only she could really see my eye's. Everyone knew I was "Blind" but could still see.

Luke looked at me with a hardened glare. What I wanted to show off a bit.

(Y): "Swords are a bit too clumsy to use for me. I would much rather use 2 daggers, or a spear. But this will have to do."

I grabed the sword as only I could here the wispers of madness around all of us. That of course didn't mean there wasn't a... heavy feeling for everyone else in the air.