1 The sad life of a Half blood

Amethyst was reading his favorite book, Percy Jackson. He liked the Idea of going on epic adventures and saving the world. But something like this was impossible for him, the Crystalization of his body had become too much and he was bed bound. Yes Crystalization a disease that spread fast over the world among humans.

His parents actually didn't know about this disease and when he was born with a Amethyst like birthmark, they just named him after it. Now 50% of him is already crystalized and he was not even 16 years old. But Amethyst didn't mind his Konditionen even if it means that he won't live past 17. Or maybe won't reach 16 years of life, after all the Crystals were already starting to crystalize his internal organs.

As Amethyst put away the book and and laid down. You could see his legs and parts of his hippy were completely crystalized. Parts of his head, stomach and arms had patches of crystals growing all over. He closed his eyes and as he fell asleep, his mother came into the room with tears and a syringe. Injecting the Fluid inside into her son, she saw him stop breathing. She felt glad, but also guilty and just collapsed next to her now dead son.

In a different place, Amethyst woke up his entire body seemingly crystalized. "Where am I?" he asked as he looked around. Huge walls out of mamor were forming a room, a large pool in the middle with benches made him realize, that he seemed to be in a bathhouse, made to look after a ancient Greek one.

"You are in my little realm boy" said a voice and following it he saw a figure sitting in the pool, the steam of hot water was hiding it's appearance. "Realm? are you some kind of god?" Amethyst asked and walked a bit closer to the pool. "Yes and No, i am a being that is called a god in many worlds, but also demon, destroyer and Judge. Though currently i was meaning to take a break from work and you show up in my home, while i could finally take a refreshing hot bath!"

The Being complained. "I am Sorry?" Amethyst said and apologized. "It isn't your fault, it's the fault of who ever send you here. Anyway you must be from the Crystal Earth Version c1237b? Looking at your souls appearance." He said and he could see the person in the steam stand up and walk towards him.

Waiting he saw a blonde good looking guy who had only a towel on come out of the steam. "Sigh and my poor vacation..." the guy sighed and sat down on a bench looking at Amethyst. "Well you will be reincarnated into the books world you liked and get one wish. No you can not wish for who will be your godly side donor, since it will be decided randomly!"

Amethyst felt happy, since from this statement he would be a half blood in Percy Jackson! But for what should he wish for? He had no idea.... "No system, no gamers mind or body, no sayan or any other op bloodline, no cultivation techniques or anything else stupid." The Guy said, seemingly exhausted as he mentioned the things.

"I wish Monsters had a harder time finding me." Amethyst said almost instantly, since he knew the struggle of half bloods getting chased by all kinds of monsters. "The wish was accepted, but a little tip, be more precise when you wish for something. Because now I have all kinds of options to choose from, to make your wish happen and for some options you would suffer." He remembered Amethyst and with a clap of his hands Amethyst disappeared.

The Guy just sighed and said "Finally". Going back to take his hot bath.

Fourteen years passed and Amethyst, now Allen hated his new life. His father was a struggling artist and suffered from an alcohol and drug addiction. He didn't go to school and was busy trying to better the life of both his father and his own. Sadly there was only so much he could do, he was born with completely white eyes, no pupils, no iris could be seen. Which made him look like a freak. Though he could still see everything normally.

This and his state as minor made it hard to find jobs. The most common thing he did was begging for money on the streets. Using bandages to cover his eyes and wait for hours in a spot, in complete darkness trying to gain some amount of money, to buy food for him and his father. Some days he got enough to buy enough food for both of them on other days he starved himself to keep his father fed.

He long since had forgotten about his dreams of adventures and just hoped to survive another day. Why was he sacrificing so much for his father? Well he felt guilty, since he was born just before his father could make it big. Taking care of a child was a lot for him, while trying to create and sell his paintings. Trying to balance both became to much and first he started using alcohol to handle his budding depression. Allen could only watch as his father ruined himself, as he was to small to even do a thing except crying.

From alcohol, drugs were added as his paintings became more and more of a mess. As much of a mess as his father became. All his money earned would go to buy art supplies, drinks and drugs. Not once did he think about what they would need to eat the next day. Instead Allen started to worry about it, so like every day, Allen walked out with bandages, a sign made out of paper crudely drawn and an empty pain bucked, to beg in the corner of a subway.

On the Way he noticed a certain smell, something vile. He ignored it and walked on, to his typical spot, bandaged his eyes and dived into the darkness. He sat down, putting the bucket between his legs and held up the sign. The Vile smell grew closer, but another smell of nature and goat? came closer and he felt himself get pulled up. "Quickly follow me! They found you! we need to go to the Camp!" said a slightly raspy voice and I just followed him.

A Satyr i thought myself as i got pulled along, the Bandages still over my eyes. Running through the streets, hearing cars screeching to a hold. Hearing curses and crowds of people talking. We ran for a long time, till i smelled nature, a lot of it. A park? maybe. The Satyr stopped pulling me and I fell to the ground, my legs exhausted from the running.

"It lost us, wait a bit, i will call a save place and ask for someone to bring us there faster." I could hear him walk a bit away and I took off the Bandages, light hit my face and blinded me for a moment, then i started to see bushes and trees. We were in a park, hiding behind some bushes it seems like? Looking to where the Satyr moved, i saw him.

He was dressed like some normal guy, black leather shoes, black pants, a jacket on and a hat to cover his horns? It was clear that this Satyr was already an adult, he was calling someone on the Phone? As the rush left my body, i froze and thought about my dad. Who will take care of him if i am gone? I can't go to the camp!

"Hey boy, we are in luck, people from the save place are near us selling strawberry's and will pick us up in a moment or so." he walked over, seemingly not disturbed by my completely white eyes. "I can't go! my father!" I tried to say, but he sat down next to me and patted my back. "Your father will be able to survive alone. I was watching you and your living conditions for a while. He didn't deserve you taking care of him like that, though his drug and alcohol smell covered you good and made it hard for monsters to find you." he stated.

This made Allen remember his wish.... so this is why he warned me. I ruined my father's life with that shitty wish, only so monsters had a hard time finding me! Allen covered his eyes, feeling like he could cry any moment. Not knowing what to do, the Satyr just patted the back of the child.