So this is my first Fanfic. I will post more chapters later on.

Disclaimer: I don't, and I never have, and probably never will own the POJ series, but if Rick Riordan decides to sell it…

Percy's POV:

It all started yesterday at about two o'clock in the afternoon.

I was in my cabin, getting ready for inspection when, out nowhere, Annabeth, who was wearing her orange Camp Half-blood t-shirt, tackled me from behind. Her stormy gray eyes were as clear as bright sunny day.

Annabeth's bright blonde hair was curled around her shoulders and she was wearing silver owl dangling earrings. That's weird; Annabeth almost never wears jewelry, except for her Camp Half-blood bead necklace.

"Hey Seaweed Brain, are you ready for inspection?" Annabeth smiled down at me. Yep, that's right; Annabeth is taller than me right now.

"Yeah, and I'm so gonna win! No more kitchen duty every day." Annabeth looked at me like a kid who showed up to a Christmas party wearing some Halloween costume.

"What?" The look Annabeth was giving me was intimidating.

"Oh please, for one, your room is empty, and two, you don't seriously think I can't see that pile of wrappers under your bed." Annabeth smirked. "Besides, did you think you could beat me?"

"Why not? What makes your cabin so special?" I don't see why Annabeth always thinks that she is better than me.

"Okay, let's go see my cabin." Annabeth skipped towards the door and opened it.

"You coming?"

"Yeah, just making some finishing touches." I got a broom out and started to sweep. It didn't do much for the room, however.

"Oh, come on Percy." Annabeth grabbed me by the wrist and marched me to the Athena cabin.

As I entered Annabeth's cabin, a wave of panic washed through me. I have been inside the Athena cabin before, but not during inspection. Lots and lots of books were stacked neatly on bookshelves, blueprints and inventions (mostly Annabeth's) were organized on a big architect table, the beds were nice and tidy, the floor was clean, and the mini computer lab was orderly in a little corner in the room.

"Whoa." That was all I could think to say. Pretty smart of me.

"What did I tell you?"

"How did you do this so quickly?" I asked. There was no way the Athena campers could have made their room so clean already, inspection preparation had just started.

"I have ways, Seaweed Brain." Whoa, for some reason I got the chills.

"Well, I am going back to my cabin now. To…you know…" Annabeth looked at me and laughed.

"Wow Seaweed Brain. You really don't think you have a chance now, do you? I'll make sure to clean up my plate for you. " Annabeth was still laughing, and I think some of her siblings were, too, when I ran out of their cabin and back to mine.

As soon as I entered my cabin, I felt disappointed in myself. My cabin was filled with five bunk beds, (all empty but one since Tyson left) a drawer, and a fountain filled with sea water and golden drachmas to call friends and family. My walls were made of green sea rock, and my only windows were facing the lake, and my ceiling was low. My room smelt of the ocean, which filled me with energy. On my walls hung my Minotaur horn from six years ago, and my shield, which Tyson made me.

I was just admiring some work I did to hide all of my wrappers from chips and such when I heard something that made me jump.

I looked around and saw that my fountain Poseidon gave me was glowing. I ran towards it and looked inside it. I saw that someone was trying to call me, so I said, "O Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow, show me who is calling!"

I regretted saying that as soon as the words left my mouth.

From the water appeared a cruel looking man with a scar running along his face. He had rippling muscles and was so tall; it looked like he was there in the room with me. He had an evil smile on his face like he wanted to squish me like a bug. As soon as I figured out who it was, I wanted to kick his godly butt.

It was Ares, the god of war.

"Percy Jackson, I've been waiting for you." Ares said. He was still smiling in a cruel way.

"What do you mean? And why don't you just go bother someone else with your lame presence?" Every time Ares was around, I felt angry at everything.

"I need you to do me a favor."

"Why should I ever help you, again, after last time?" Ares was stupid.

"Because I'm a god and you are just a little powerless demi-god. I can make you do whatever I want." I really wanted to punch something right now.

"No." That was the only thing I could say through my clenched teeth.

"Wow, you think you're all high and mighty just because you saved Olympus, and the gods." Yeah, pretty much.

"Just leave me alone." I waved my hand through the mist and walked away. I felt madder then I have ever been in my entire life, probably.