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PROLOGUE:

Chiron's P.O.V

It had been a millennia since one of our prized campers had disappeared. I, Chiron, still hadn't discovered who (or what) had taken my most powerful hero. The hero of this story goes by many names; the defeater, the bane of monsters, the son of Poseidon. He was also called the hero of Olympus, the defeater of titans, the defeater of Giants, even the Legend and many things besides. But, his real name, the name he preferred over all of these titles, was Perseus.

Perseus Jackson. This humble and courageous hero, however, was more commonly referred to as Percy Jackson. He was my best pupil, by far. Starting out as a scrawny and terrified eleven year old, he grew up to be a fit, defined, composed, and terrifying 17 year old. Every monster feared him, most gods knew not to make him mad. Some, on the other hand, thrived for the fight against him. Ares, the god of war, was the first of the gods to make the mistake of challenging him. Both opponents fought well, but Percy – being the child of Poseidon, using the strength of the water to help his adrenaline – defeated him by stabbing him in the heel and winning the battle. This very fight was when Percy was only eleven. Percy went on a further 5 quests after that, some with or without my consent in the matter.

Let me tell you the story of how he disappeared.

It was a sunny and bright day for camp, the gods were happy and the camp proved it. I was sitting on the porch at the big house playing pinochle with Dionysus, watching over the camp. The place had never been more peaceful. Percy and Annabeth were teaching at the arena, showing sword fighting and use of a dagger to the younger campers. They all loved Percy, he was their hero. He had done the things that they only dreamed about even being given the chance to do. Sure, it was Hades to achieve, but Percy did them without question or hesitation, and he did the orders with loyalty and honour. He was what every demi-god dreamed to be. I had been playing the game of Pinochle for roughly an hour, stopping the poor wine god from drinking wine, especially from his punishment when he flirted with an off limits wood nymph, distinctly after Zeus forbid him from doing so. The punishment was to serve as Camp Director to Camp Half-Blood, however that was 1050 years ago and Dionysus did the same thing recently and Zeus returned the Wine God's title as Camp Director for eternity or until he deemed fit to return to Olympus. I saw a shimmer of orange out of the corner of my eye and turned to see a small daughter of Apollo.

"Hello Camille. What are you doing here?" Camille's usual bubbly and giggly personality had been replaced by tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes. I moved my wheelchair over to the stairs to the ground and pushed myself out. I felt the tingling sensation of my legs stretching into my true form as a centaur. I looked like the average man from the waist up, but if you looked down, you would notice I had a White Stallion rear. As I carefully trotted down the stairs, I looked into Camille's little blue eyes and I could instantly tell something had happened. The poor little 6 year old sniffled and small tears fell down her already wet face.

The small child responded in between puffs of tears, "Percy and Annabeth had a huge fight." Sniff, "There was an earth-" another sniff came out of the little girl, I could tell she was fighting the urge to burst into tears, "an earthquake, and Percy stormed off. I went to look for him, but I couldn't find him. I went with Will too, we went into the forest and we still didn't find him." Will Solace was the head councillor of the Apollo cabin, he had been made immortal when we fought Gaea. Will was the best tracker we had. If he couldn't find Percy, then nobody would. I nodded, picking up the small child and carefully placing her on my back. I told her to hold onto my belt that lay over my tweed jacket and with that, we rode off towards the arena where I would ask Will to talk to his sister and calm her down. As we arrived I risked a quick glance at Annabeth who looked like she wanted to destroy every dummy in the arena. I handed Camille to Will and walked towards Annabeth's younger sister: Ashleigh. She had brown hair from her father's side but had steel grey eyes almost as mesmerising as Annabeth's.

"What happened here Ashleigh?" I queried, she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Percy and Annabeth had a huge fight, some words and curses were even sent. Percy caused a couple of Earthquakes and hurricanes from his anger, then, out of the blue. He sighed, said 'forget it.' And stormed off. That's it, really." I nodded carefully trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Percy and Annabeth cursed each other. They never did that, ever. I sighed in understanding before telling Ashleigh to give her sister and Percy some space and that they probably need to cool off. With that, I rode to the Poseidon cabin because usually Percy leaves me a note to say of his whereabouts to make sure no-body goes there. Once I arrived, I saw a blue card with seven tiny words on it. "I am sorry. Good Bye. Love Percy" And that was the last we (except for Annabeth who said he broke up with her a few hours later) saw of Perseus Jackson.

I shall be telling this story with a sigh, many years later, it is currently 3020 and today is the exact day when he went missing. We're having a meeting with the gods today to see if they have found out any more information. It's highly unlikely but we have to hope. He is, after all, the most courageous hero of them all.


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