Chapter I:Percy

The morning Percy woke up, he knew he was having a terrible day.

Percy rolled out of bed and onto the cold floor of a camp cabin. He shook his head. Strange images rattled around his head.

He wore an orange shirt and jeans.

Curse my ADHD. He thought. And my gods-damned dyslexia.

"Who. Are. You?" a girl's voice said.

Percy turned to the speaker's direction. A girl with black hair that almost looked blue and deep blue eyes looked back, with her eyes stretched as big as moons.

"No clue. Except that my name is Percy." He replied to her.

She looked him up and down. "Gods, you're one of them!" She said.

"What do you mean, 'them'?"

"Your amnesia is that bad? Your shirt gives everything away."

For the first time, he noticed black writing on it. It took him a few seconds to read it.

"Camp-Half-Blood." He read.

"That isn't good. The camp doesn't take your side well. We're going to have to hide your real identity, wait here." She said. "By the way, my name is Sea, daughter of Neptune."

"Neptune... That's Poseidon, isn't it?"

"To the best of my nowledge, he's the same god."

Sea turned and left the cabin. Percy looked around and figured that he should probably wait here for Sea to return.

Percy sat on the same bed he fell out of and pulled out a picture. A blond haired girl with stormy gray eyes stood beside himself in front of what he thought was the Empire State building. They wore armor and they were suporting a sandy blond haired boy with blue eyes and his left side was bloody. He looked like he was going to die at any moment. He flipped it over. The date was August eighteeth, 2009. A name was beside it.

"Taken by Grover Underwood, Percy's best friend." He whispered.

A purple shirt landed in his field of sight. He looked up. Sea was back.

"Put it on. Please tell me you have a weapon." Sea's face looked pained.

Percy's hand went into his pocket and he drew a disposible pen.

"And so, the fearless Percy drew his pen and tried to defeat the monster." Sea said, rolling her eyes.

"I'm sure it does something more." Percy said as he tugged off the pen cap.

The pen elongated into a bronze coloured sword.

Sea's deep blue eyes widened. "Is that celestial bronze? We haven't seen one of those weapons since...Since the TItan war!"

"You know the Titan war?" Percy asked, some of his memories were coming back to him.

"Yeah, I fought in it. You?" She was wary.

"I think I did. I'm not all that sure. Amnesia, remember?"

"Oh, sorry." She said something in Latin.

Crap. He thought. I can't remember if I can speak Latin...

"It's ok."

He felt a slight tug in his gut and a ball of water floated out of the bowl at the back. Sea's eyes widened for the fourth time as she saw the sphere.

"Are you, maybe, a son of Neptune?" She asked.

"I think so."

"Well, we'd better try to get you blended in with us."

Sea taught Percy the basics of Latin. In fifteen minutes, Percy was able to speak an introduction fluently.

"Breakfast. Now. Or else Lupa will have our sorry skins." She shuddered. Percy asumed she had gone through the 'be-late-for-breakfast-and-suffer-some-sort-of-punishment' routine before.

"Ok." Percy took one look agian around the cabin, shoved the photo, of who he assumed were his friends, into his pocket and followed Sea out the door.

When Percy was outside, he glanced at the cabin. It was low and it apeared to be made out of blocks of shell and the interior was alabone.

I think it's like Camp Half-Blood's Poseidon cabin. He thought

Sitting down at the Neptune table was simple enough. No one else except Percy and Sea. He looked over and attempted to name all the gods' kids' tables.

There's Neptune, Mercury, Jupiter, Juno, Mars, Vulcan, Diana, Apollo, Pluto, Venus and Prosperina. I think that's all I can think of. I should get used to calling them the Roman names. He thought.

"Lupa is kinda rough, and these kids are pretty hardened. They've seen a lot of battles, so they would be edgy to an outsider. Hopefully, most of them would accept you, including Lupa and the Mars kids." She looked over at a group of kids who looked like they could pick a fight at any given moment and even in another room, which was completly empty.

Percy shuddered, he figured he'd gotten in several tight spots with one of the Greek siblings.

He decided to tuck in to his food when part of his mind said no Percy, don't do that quite yet. Go give some to the gods. Dump some of the food in the brazier.

He got up and crossed the pavilion and scraped a good portion of the food into the fire.

The smoke didn't smell like smoke. It smelt like chocolate and chili, and a few other things that shouldn't go together, but did and Percy could almost believe the gods could live off the stuff.

"I wonder what your camp is like." Sea said in a hush whisper as Percy sat down.

"I wish I remembered. I'm sure they're kind and welcoming." He said.

Truth is, I slightly remember things past that. Something about that photo. He thought. Something about that boy.

A/N

How did you like it? It's my first time writing in third person and if you havent guessed, this is a fanfiction for what happened after Percy was swapped with *****. Censored for those who havent finished the book. The Lost Hero is so darn awesome. I read the thing in one night. I stayed up until 2:44 in the morning and I was lapping the book up like a plate of ambrosia or chugging it down like a cup of nectar.

First three people to get this song right wins a spoiler from THREE stories.

Don't think too hard, if you think it hurts that bad.

Don't talk about it, don't let it bring you down, now.

Sing! The last thing on your mind, the last word

on your breath. I'll be the one to keep you,

At your very best.

Remember for the song title, artist and album name. Extra points to those who get the number.

So, Byes!

-LunaP/LuneW

PS. Ill be signing off in one of these two from now on.