Cutting off my adoptive mothers head wasnt exactly the best way to start off my day but thing just shot off from that point. Im getting ahead of myself so let just go back before the crazy stuff began. It all started on when I was dropped off at Saint Merrys home for abbandoned children on Friday the 13th in the middle of the night.

They took me in and asumed the 13th was my birthday and so with my luck (that was a ironic statement wasnt it?) I spent my birthdays on the unluckyest day of the year. They found me with a medalion at my side with the worlds Cage Rason so they gave me that name, oh and I forgot the deadly weapon at my side aswell, it was a broadsword with a blade as red as blood.

I grew up in this institution being somehow able to keep the blade under my bed even when most of the nuns were against it extremely as it when against there religion. In my 10th birthday the head priest made a compromise and allowed the sword to be placed under my bed in a secure locked case that only he knew.

It was my 15th birthday when everything seemed to change.

Saint Merrys:

One of the nuns poked her head in my room "Hey Cage time to each please report to the dining room" I frown setting down my copy of Edgar Allen Poes Best short storys "ok ill be right there" im not going to lie but Saint Merrys food wasnt exactly the best in the world, tell me is their soup suppost to look like barf because thats all we really have.

She gives me a smile walking back to the nuns seperate dining room where I am sure they are eating better food and leaving us the junk (some saints they are).

I arrive at the lunch room getting instantly stared at by almost everyone, they weren't the friendliest stares in the world either. Everyone here called me a freak for reading morbid and creepy books or my silver eye color, or quite possibly my choice in friends.

From completly on the other side of the room I hear "hey Billy come eat with me!" I roll my eyes as my friend Billy Flayth waved his arms to get my attention, I swear sometimes I think his mom or dad was one of those rapid talking people on comercials he could talk that fast.

I walk twords our table felling the many eyes stareing and snickering as I pass "can you please tone down the voice Billy you know everyones stareing" I hiss as he scarfs down his bowl of barf before looking at me again "hey if you want your soup can I have it" I looked at the food the nun hands me with a smile a few minutes earlier.

I push it his way and he doesn't hesitate to eat it under a few seconds. I pull out my small copy of the Raven reading the first few poems before I spoke up "dont you feal as if were diffrent?" He sets down his spoon wipeing the food from his mouth "well of course were diffrent we're orphans" I just shook my head.

"No that not it, its just that everyone looks at us the wrong way, you've seen how they look at us" he turns his head around to everyone but they dont look back. He nods "its just that there afriad of making new friends" I just chuckled, he had a optimistic look on life.

I just go back to my book "just go back to your food buddy" he gobbles down more of the barf soup. Suddenly the head priest Reverend Branson and two nuns walk up with a woman "hey boys can you come to my office this nice woman wants to adopt you" Billy drops his spoon splashing some of the liquid on my jacket and I curse in surprise, not to the soup but to the woman who wanted to adopt us.

Hey tell me if you like this first chapter and what I can aprove upon in later parts. Also I'll leave a Percy Jackson question after each part and answer it in the comment section.

#1: Name the god that Frank, Percy, Hazel and Leo capture?

Its an easy one but still answer away Olympians!