A/N: This first Percy Jackson OC. Please read and review… oh, and by the way, my original character is named Romulus and his sister, Fabiola.

Chapter 1: Romulus POV (the setting is after TLO)

"Uggh."

Sunlight streamed through my window. Great, I thought. It's Monday again. I got up groggily, and went straight to the bathroom. As I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror, my eyes kept averting themselves from what they were seeing. The person in the mirror had pale skin, black hair, and dark eyes as black as night. He had a heart-shaped face, with a scar on the right cheek that started from the bottom of his eye down to the corner of his mouth. All in all, not the ideal guy.

I can't believe this is happening. I had sacrificed so much. My life. My friends. My looks. My power. My godhood. Even Thalia. Gods, I wonder how she is doing now? She probably thinks I'm dead. Or worse, maybe she hates me.

My name is Romulus Dustinian Halevy. Weird name, I know. Well, that's because me, along with my sister, Fabiola Clarisse Halevy, were aptly named after some ancient Roman names. Yeah, I know. Weird. Blame my mother. She is just crazy about Romans, although her roots were Egyptian. She told me once that our family was descended from Narmer, the king who united Upper and Lower Egypt together. Anyway, I and my sister are the twin children of Kronos. I know. Even weirder. But once you make a claim like that, even the sanest demigod will back off, especially if you give valid proof that it's true. We were not demigods, but not gods either. We were demititans, the offspring of a mortal and a titan.

I still remember our final battle. Kronos was invading Manhattan, and our forces were barely able to stop him…

Flashback… (A/N: this is my own remake of the battle of Manhattan in TLO. Percy isn't invincible, and Romulus is already the god of time and space, the counterpart of Kronos.)

"Retreat!" shouted Clarisse La Rue, while fending off two dracaenas at once. She stabbed at one with her sword, and it melted to dust at once. The other one was more cunning than its companion, making space between them after each strike. Unfortunately, it made the mistake of backing off too much, and was stabbed in the back by none other than Thalia Grace, my girlfriend. Gods, even while in battle, she looked absolutely beautiful. Her black hair twirled around her body, her electric blue eyes shone in the night, and body gracefully danced around every opponent she could find, turning them to dust, if they were monsters, or killing them, if they were enemy demigods. As the battle raged on, a strong flash of light suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield, blinding both sides. All I could do was put my shield in front of me, and prayed that no one would try to kill me from behind. Thank the gods, no one did. The flash lasted about five seconds, and as it disappeared, everything stopped abruptly. Some were frozen mid-scream, some while trying to run away, and even some while looting the stores, probably Connor and Travis Stoll of the Hermes Cabin. Then, a man with black hair, tan skin, kind golden eyes, and wielding a scythe stepped forward amid the chaos. Being a son of Kronos myself, time magic doesn't affect me. The same goes with my sister. But the man just continued to walk towards us while time has stopped, so I could only make one guess who it is: Kronos himself.

"Calm down, son." He said, after I raised my sword and shield. "I come in peace."

"Why should I?" I hissed. "You're Kronos, for gods' sakes! The moment I lower my weapons, you would just gut me like a fish."

He merely chuckled at my retort. "Oh, you mean you still haven't figured it out? Why I was capable of being reborn in this century? Why you're even alive?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled. Fabiola came next to me and whispered in my ear, "Don't listen to him. He's just trying to lower your guard."

"I know." I snapped, even though I know that she was right. This is Kronos we're facing. We can't afford to be careless. But still, he had a point. How was he even reborn in this century?

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