Percy Jackson (Royals) by guardian-lover, literature
Literature
Percy Jackson (Royals)
We’ve never seen our parents cause of Zeus
They give us gifts but never show, themselves
Some gods don’t like to make a truce
But their future strange, the prophecy tells
But every hero’s like Gold Fleece, Monsters
Annabeth’s got your back
Riptide, Cyclops
Percy’s riding Blackjack
We don’t care
We get messages in our dreams
But all Chiron’s like Underworld, Labyrinth
Minotaur and Furies
Manticore, Sphinx
Livin’ for centuries
We don’t care
We will protect the camp, we swear
And we’ll never be normal (normal)
It don’t run in our blood
We’re part mortal and part god
Yes