Authors Note (You'll understand video above is you read the authors note)

     Hey-lo there! Amber again with yet another story! But! If you've read my stories before (Any of the 49 of them) you know that
a. You don't have a clue what I looked like (I meet the Demigods is kind of fake. Well, the way I look [Kind of] + name. Sorry.)
b. You don't really know much about me
c. I wanted to sound important so I added a third thing. Deal with me here.

     Anyway, so, it's up to you, I can either do a face reveal, OR another reveal of some sort, like you can ask a few questions and I'll answer. You may not want a face reveal, I think I'll have the same result as Medusa. (Ha. I love Greek Mythology too much.) Oh! Speaking of Greek Mythology! I'm getting all the Percy Jackson books, because the times I had them they were out of a library, except the first book series, that I own. But the Heroes of Olympus? Magnus Chase? Trials of Apollo? (My mom's pre-ordering the third book for me! My mom is awesome!) Nope. Don't own them. Doesn't matter how many times I take them out of the library (about seven times each) I don't own them. But I will soon! Plus, if you haven't watched Seven Deadly Sins, WATCH IT. You can't live without watching Seven Deadly Sins. It's awesome. Anyway, on with the story! (I typed Stary instead of Story and all I could think of was Finding Dory. I don't know why. Oh, who else wonders what happened to Nemo's mom!? I haven't seen the movie in forever, maybe it says. [I looked it up. I cried. FINDING NEMO IS DARK. WHAT THE HECK PIXAR?! YOU MADE ME CRY! YOU DON'T KILL OVER A HUNDRED PEOPLE RIGHT IN THE BEGINNING OF THE MOVIE!  ESPECIALLY BABIES! YOU MAKE ME SICK! Oh. Right. Story. I swear I have ADHD sometimes.  Which means.... I'M A DEMIGOD! Wait. Story. Right. No more sidetracking.)

Percy's POV

     I stared out at the ocean. The moon glimmered off of the gentle waves, lapping against the sandy shore. A crab scuttled onto land and out of view of my vision, leaving a quiet snapping noise as it went. Soon, the waves were the only noise that I could hear. I looked up at the stars, only to look down again as I saw Zoe. I couldn't bear any more pain right now. I sifted some sand through my fingers, collecting a few small pebbles and some dried out kelp in my hands. I threw it to the side with a sigh.

      I know I couldn't stay for to long, as much as I wanted to, so I stood and stretched my arms above my head. I didn't want to raise suspicion, a homeless guy staring at the ocean at midnight. I turned around, only to freeze in my tracks. Just beyond the wood line multiple people stood, all with powerful auras. My first thought was that they were demigods, but they held to much power. Same thing for the gods. Plus, what would the gods want with me anyway?

     I couldn't see them, but I could tell they were tense. I frowned. Who were they, and why are they here? I decided to take the long way across the beach and try to go around them. Hopefully they wont follow. I turned to my left and started to walk. Much to my disappointment, they followed me. So it was me they were after. I turned to the woods with a sigh, mostly of frustration, and started to walk in that direction. Haven't I dealt with enough?

      I stood just outside of the woods. They were close. Really, really close. I could tell now that there were three of them. I looked around floor level, scanning the woods. Nothing. I tried to focus on the auras and noticed that they were a few feet in front of me, but higher. I looked up and saw what I did not expect to see.

      Crouched in the trees were three people. One had bluish, grey spikey hair and vibrant purple eyes. He was about seven feet tall and his eyes shone with greed. He wore red leather pants as well with a jacket, which were both to small for him. Another didn't look older than twelve. He had long, bright blond hair and large green eyes with a sword that had the handle in the shape of a dragon sheathed across his back. He wore a white shirt, black vest and red tie and white short things that looked like they were made in the eighteen hundreds. The third had short brown hair and brown eyes, and wore a blue and yellow hoodie with weird looking boots and blue jeans. The only weird thing about him was he was sitting on a floating pillow. In summary, they were the weirdest bunch of people I'd ever seen.

     "Why are you here?" I asked. They looked between one another, as if surprised I had spotted them. "Why are you here?" I repeated, getting slightly agitated.

     "Captain?" The spikey haired one asked, looking at the blond haired guy, who just shrugged.

     "Just get it over with." The brown haired one yawned.

      "Get what over with? Why are you following me?" I demanded.

      "Sorry." the blond said before something hit me in the back of the head, and hard. I fell face first into the ground. I could still see and hear, but I couldn't move at all.

      "You could have killed him." Someone said. I felt myself being lifted, which annoyed me. I didn't like not being in control over myself.

      I saw it was the spikey haired guy. He hefted me over his shoulder, carrying me like a sack of potatoes. "He'll be fine." Another said. I could tell by the lazy, bored tone it was the brown haired guy.

      "Lets him back to the bar, huh?" The last voice asked. My back was against his shoulder so I could see upside down being us as I was carried. I don't know how long I was carried but my AHDH made it seem like forever.

     I saw the woods sway side to side as I was carried until he stopped on top of a hill. How the heck did we get here? I saw wooden steps and a porch and heard the sound of a door opening. I was carried into a room that smelled very strongly of food and alcohol. "Where do you want him captain?" I heard the guy that was carrying me ask.

      "Put him in my bed. We'll talk to him once he wakes up." the blond haired guy said, walking behind whoever was carrying me and looking at my face. He frowned.

      "Are his eyes supposed to be open?" He asked. The guy carrying me shrugged, bouncing me around. I could start to feel my limbs tingle, which was either good or really, really bad. Next thing I know the person carrying me is bounding up a set of stairs. Finally my vision starts to tint black before I pass out, no more vision or hearing.

   When I wake up I'm in a comfy bed, covers pulled over me. I open my eyes and see a girl standing over me. She had bright blue eyes, light blue hair and a pink crop-top outfit with a black skirt which is was to short. She smiled when she sees my eyes open, her blue earrings ringing slightly. "Meliodas! He's awake!" She called. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and the blond haired kid steps in. Meliodas? What kind of name is Meliodas?

    "Finally awake huh?" He asked, walking over.

     "Who are you? Where am I?" I demanded, my voice cracked.

     "My name is Meliodas. This is Elizabeth, and the rest are outside." He said, not answering much. "And as for where you are, you are at the Boar Hat, by bar."

      "But, you're, like, twelve." I said.

      "Nope. Let's just get you up, shall we?" He grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

      "I can walk, thank you very much." I snap. He just shrugs.

      "Go for it." I realized his expression is usually a monotone kind of thing, which annoyed me. Everything annoys me now, actually.

      I get up and walk over to the door and down the stairs perfectly fine. Meliodas and Elizabeth follow close behind. I let them lead me outside, where my jaw nearly drops. More people are waiting outside now.

      The three more people are outside, sitting around a small fire, even though it's the middle of the day. "That's Diane," He pointed to a girl that was only about twenty times my height. She wore an orange outfit and had two pigtails on either side of her head and giant brown eyes. She smiled, closed her eyes and waved, making her look like some kawaii anime character. (Hehe.)

     "That's Ban, King." He pointed to the other two. Spikey hair was Ban and the lazy guy was King. "That's Gowther."

     Meliodas pointed to a guy, but he was dressed in girls clothing. He had longish pink hair and light brown eyes. He honestly could pass for a girl easily. Gowther gave me a peace sign with one hand while biting into an apple. "And that's Merlin." He pointed to a girl with a purple tailcoat that barely covered her... Chest, with a fuzzy collar with what looked like bikini bottoms and boots that went above her knees. She just waved, though studied me intently. I realized Gowther was doing the same. (Who else thinks her outfit is very weird?) 

     "That's Hawk, but he's not with the group. Neither is Elizabeth." Meldiodas said, pointing to a pig.

(I was bored one day and made this. Don't worry, I know it's awful, I just thought it would help you know what they look like if you don't, for whatever reason)     

     Then the pig TALKED. "How do you know he's not going to kill us?!" He squealed.

     Ban snorted. "As if he could take one of us down."

     "Ban, shut up." Diane huffed.

     "Hey, guy, what's your name?" Ban asked, gesturing to me with a bottle of beer.

     "Percy." I responded. "Now can I leave?"

     "No. We want to ask what you were doing. You've got a powerful aura, but we can't tell if you're with the Holy Knights or on our side." Meliodas said, sitting besides Ban and opening a beer at well, which didn't look good for a twelve year old. However, he drained it in one gulp like he's been doing it for years.

      "Holy Knights? What? And what is your side?" I asked, utterly confused.

      "You don't know who the Holy Knights are? And you don't know who we are?" King asked, looking down at me with a raised eyebrow while laying on his pillow.

      "Nope. Not a clue. Now can I go?" I asked.

Meliodas' POV

      This kid doesn't seem normal. We've been watching him for weeks, but he never did anything out of the ordinary. "No, you can't leave. The Holy Knights are a bunch of knights who are under the command of an evil leader, and we are the Seven Deadly Sins. We were accused of trying to take over the kingdom. We separated for ten years and just met up again a few months ago. So." I leaned forward. "Who's side ae you on?"

      He took a step back. "I don't want to get involved in any of this. I'm leaving." He growled. I frowned.

      His eyes flashed dangerously, his normal broken, pained look replaced with anger. "Hold up. What if we make you an offer?" I asked. He scowled.

      "What could you offer me?" He growled.

      "A place to stay. Friends. A new life. I can tell your old one isn't one you don't want to cling to." His eyes flashed again, but it wasn't directed at me. "You can join us, Percy. You've got power. I can tell. You can help us fight evil."

       He frowned. "You swear on the river of Styx that you're the good guys?"

      "I swear on the river of Styx that the Seven Deadly Sins are the good guys." I swore. He grinned slightly.

      "Deal."