THE SEA QUEEN'S PEARL
"I am so very sorry Mrs Jackson," the very badly dressed, almost bald, headmaster said. "But we're still paying for the damages from the cannon incident and our budget cannot afford a dyslexic and ADHD student. He is the only one we have and usually we would welcome him but...I'm afraid it would be advisable to look for another school for him." "Of course," Sally whispered. The past few years are becoming difficult, not only had she struggled to get Percy childcare before he was school age but she was now struggling to find the perfect school for her little boy. "Thank you for giving him this year," she said louder before leaving. When she left the office Percy looked up eagerly. His sweet little face all lit up with anticipation, she shook her head and his face immediately fell, the sparkle in his eyes died and his mouth literally drooped into a frown. "I'm sorry Mummy," he mumbled. Sally dropped down to his level and grabbed hold of his shoulders. "Don't be, it's not your fault Percy." "But-" "It's not your fault!" she said louder, her grip on his shoulders tightened. "You are the most amazingly sweet little boy in the whole world and none of this is your fault. We'll find you a new school and it'll be better than this and you'll prove the world how amazing you are." "Yes Mummy," he mumbled as a bright blush stained his chubby cheeks. But beneath that babyish face and pink embarrassed cheeks there was a steely resolution in his eyes that no child should had. Right there and then she just knew her baby was going to make her proud because he wanted to make her proud. He wanted to make her proud because he loved her just as much as she loved him. It made her want to cry. PJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJ It was the first week of the summer holidays and while his mother was working Percy was at a special summer club thing. It was in a local hall that was rented out and filled with toys and activities to keep the children occupied. The carers were very young and in desperate need for money due to their student status. Sally had interrogated them thoroughly and knew her child would be occupied and well looked after which is what she needed. What she didn't know was many people advertised almost anything and everything under the sun there. It took a lot of time but in between bathroom breaks Percy stood there attempting to read a notice that caught his eye. "What are you reading, Percy?" one of the students asked him. "That," Percy said pointing to the sign, "but I can't read it right." "Properly," the student corrected him gently, "it says 'Have Trouble Reading? In Need of Tutoring? Then call Paul Blofis, $10 an hour.' Nothing very interesting, Percy, now come along we're having a game of baseball outside today." A little later when Sally came by to pick up Percy, she was dragged over to the sign, and Percy looked at her pleadingly. "I want to make you proud, Mummy," he said. There was very little she could deny her son. She was already denying him all the good toys and nice clothing and expensive days out because of low pay check but she couldn't deny him a good education, especially if he wanted it this much and you never know he might end up getting a scholarship to Yale or Harvard because of this man's tutoring. So she phoned him. It was difficult to arrange a meeting time since she had to work all hours of the day but they agreed on five o'clock every Saturday at a little cafe not so far away. She would sit on another table in clear view of them while he and Percy worked an hour on their own. She was asked to encourage Percy by doing a little homework and read with him one hour a night every day. Paul Blofis was young, sweet, and very nice. Sally hoped he would be able to reach out to Percy and give him the support he needed. She couldn't help but hope he was rather good looking as well. Just because she was mother didn't mean she was dead and if she was going to sit there for an hour she might as well have something gorgeous to look at. PJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJPJ Of course everything had to go wrong. Of course for the very first meeting she had to be in the bathroom the moment it turned sour. Of course her poor darling little boy couldn't have just one single thing go right for him. That stupid bloody demigod curse! Paul Blofis was a young student looking for some work over the summer. He was charming, handsome, and made Sally aware just how young she still is. Percy was instantly smitten with him to because Paul knew guy stuff that Sally could never understand. That and Paul had no problem with Percy mispronouncing his name and calling him Mr Blowfish. "Just call me Paul, Percy, this isn't school," he said cheerfully. "In fact order a drink and relax we'll just be going through basics today and you can tell me everything you know already." For the first half an hour they got on brilliantly. Percy's eyes only ever left Paul when Paul was pointing out a word to him from the book and Sally couldn't help think it was a good ten dollars well spent if Percy was learning and having fun at the same time. She needed the bathroom and Paul seemed trustworthy enough for her to turn her back on them for a moment. She was washing her hands when she heard it. The earth shattering scream of a waitress, a loud roar, Percy calling her name, and suddenly -- as her hand shakily opened the door after fumbling over the lock -- a cry, a little boy's cry. "How could you?" Paul was laying there on the floor with blood covering his handsome face and Percy stood there looking indignant and powerful and...not her little boy. "He was my friend." His deep sea green eyes were stormy and all the glasses were shaking, the coffee maker was shaking, anything with water in it was shaking. Water spurted out everywhere and hit the monster before Percy. A strange, gnarled monster, made from twisted metal. The monster fizzled and popped as blue purple lights flashed, it collapsed and there was smoke coming out from the monsters head. Percy fell to his knees and burst into tears. Her mother instincts kicked in as she ran to her baby boy and cradled him into her arms. Paul Blofis had died before anyone had even thought to call an ambulance. The world would hear about this as a random shooting, a brave young man stepped in front of a frightened unnamed boy and saved the boy's life while losing his own in the process. In reality one of the Hephaestus' failed creations had escaped and attacked, a brave young man tried to protect a little boy and died, the little boy killed the robotic monster by using powers unimaginable. Powers that no one had seen since World War Two. "It's all my fault," Percy sobbed into Sally's shoulder, "it's all my fault!" "No it isn't baby, no it isn't," Sally murmured as she rubbed his back and nuzzled his hair. Her baby was already beginning to lose his innocence. He's only five, for god sake! He's only five! Sally Jackson tucked her son into bed that night. Tearstained, exhausted, and filled with guilt, her baby son slept. She knew that while the Mist will take most of the memories away from him that guilt will still stay with him. She swore to never forget the name Paul Blofis, the man who gave his life for her son. She then swore she would do whatever it takes to protect her son. Author's Note: sorry for taking so long to update. I want to thank my brother who helped me think up the monster for this scenario. Now the AU is really starting to kick in a bit, isn't it? But before you ask, yes Gabe is still going to be in this. Sorry.
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