Alexander looked out of the bus window. Just another year at Yancey academy, how he hated to go to school. He was dyslexic and had ADHD, a troublesome combination, which made him a painfully slow learner. He had had to repeat grades twice already, now he was 14, going to school with 12 year olds. The good thing with that was that no one would try to bully him, he was bigger and stronger than all his classmates. He was even stronger than his Step-father, Tim. He loved his step father, his mother too, they were a happy family, all things considered. He had never met his true father, though he sent checks to his mother every month, he had to be rich, the amount of money he sent them, more than enough for their family of three to survive, though both his mother and step father still worked. His real father lived in Canada, that much he knew. His mother, Lea, didn't like talking about him, so he never pressed it.
The bus stopped, letting another person in. Alexander could've sworn he had only one eye… he ignored it. He had learned it was better to ignore the strange things he saw. Men with one eye, dogs as big as cars… no one else seemed to notice them but he knew they were there. He had stopped pointing them out long ago. Sometimes they attacked him but he had trained in mixed martial arts since he was five, so he could defend himself. When he beat them up, they would disintegrate into golden dust and no one would bat an eye, it was strange.
This one didn't seem to notice him though, just peacefully sitting in front of him, minding his business. Good, he didn't want to begin the school year with another attack.
Soon, the bus arrived at his stop and he got off it, walking with his trunk up to Yancey, where a crowd of students and parents were waiting. He stood next to a mother with her son, not really listening to what the principal said, it was the same speech every year after all.
He looked at the boy, he had dark, shaggy hair, sea green eyes and a pained expression on his face, he didn't want to be here anymore than Alexander did. As he was studying his features, a screen, blue with white letters appeared in front of his very eyes.
[Through your actions, the skill 'Observe: C' has been created]
"Observe?", he could read the letters fine, as if he didn't have dyslexia. As soon as he uttered that word, a new screen appeared.
[Perseus Jackson
Titles: Son of the sea; Forbidden child
Stats:
-Strength: C
-Constitution: C
-Mind: F+
-Dexterity: D
-Charm: C
Skills:
Swordsmanship: D(Swing, stab, counter. Your skill to swing a sword, an essential part of any demi-god's arsenal)
Archery: F-(ready, set, aim! Precise and deadly)
Water breathing: C(breathing underwater, also comes with pressure immunity)
Hydrokinesis: C(Control water in all its forms)
Equine communication: C(Talk to horses)
Aquatic communication: C(talk to aquatic animals)
Storm generation: C(Lightning, hail, rain)
Earth shaker: C(Earthquakes at your command)
Strong scent: C(Attract monsters extra hard)
Greek hardwired: A(As a demigod, your brain is wired to read ancient greek, giving you dyslexia for everything else)
Battle instincts: A(As a demigod, you are born to fight, giving you adhd effectively)]
"What-?", Demigod? Forbidden child? Son of the sea? What was this? Those stats looked like from one of his videogames, "what would my stats be?", he wondered out loud and immediately, a new screen appeared.
Alexander Dorn
Titles: The Gamer; Son of Winter
HP: 100/100
Stats(Average mortal D, Average Demigod C, Mortal limit B):
-Strength: C+
-Constitution: C
-Mind: F+
-Dexterity: C
-Charm: D
Skills:
Gamer's body: SSSR (allows the user to live life like a videogame, removes the need to eat, drink and sleep amongst other things)
Swordsmanship: F(Swing, stab, counter. Your skill to swing a sword, an essential part of any demi-god's arsenal)
Archery: D(ready, set, aim! Precise and deadly)
Flight: C(Take to the sky and feel the wind under you)
Aerokinesis: C(Control the winds)
Cryokinesis: C(Ice and cold are yours to command)
Storm generation: C(lightning, hail and rain)
Greek hardwired: A(As a demigod, your brain is wired to read ancient greek, giving you dyslexia for everything else)
Battle instincts: A(As a demigod, you are born to fight, giving you adhd effectively)
Mixed martial arts: B(kick, punch, bite)
Observe: C(Gather information on anyone or anything you are looking at)
Wait… this was like in one of those manga's that his step father collected… had he become a system user? And if this information was right, he was a demigod too, a 'son of winter'. What could that mean? According to the system panel, he was a greek demigod. Who was the god of winter? He didn't know.
Only one way to find out if this info was right, he guessed. He asked, "Hey are you Perseus?"
"I prefer Percy but yes, why?"
"I just heard you transferred here from… what was it?"
"Bluebell academy", he helped him. So the name was right? Could this mean this was really happening?
"Yeah, that. I hope we can become friends, you and I", he offered his hand. The younger boy smiled and took his hand, "Nice to meet you, erm-"
"Alexander"
"Oh, hello there, you are also a student here?", asked Percy's mother -or who he assumed was his mother- she was beautiful, with eyes that seemed to change in color as the sun hit it at different angles.
"Yeah, I had to repeat two times, so, I'm in the same grade as Percy, I'm Dyslexic and ADHD", he explained, "makes learning for the exams a nightmare"
"Me too!", Percy exclaimed happily.
His mother looked at Alexander strangely, "Where are your parents?"
"My mom is at work, as is my step father"
"Your parents are divorced?", something flickered within her eyes, interest.
"No, never met my dad, they were never married. He still sends money to us though"
"How nice of him, do you know his name at least?", she probed him. Why? Then it came to him, according to the system, his ADHD and Dyslexia were because he was a demigod and she probably knows that, which means… she has already gotten on his tail and suspects he is one.
"No, my mom doesn't like talking about him, not that I care, my step father is much more of a dad to me than he ever was, abandoning us", Alexander explained.
"Well then, now that this is over, let's get you all into your assigned dorms", the principal said, having finished his speech.