Sorry for the not so good title. Anyway, if Rick Riordarn (who is the owner of the Percy Jackson series which I do not own) can bend Greek mythology, then I can bend PJO, HoO and Greek mythology I think, hopefully this is a fresh idea and won't be a third-rate story. Enjoy.


CHAPTER 1

"Yes mum"

"Of course mum"

"I'm alright mum"

"I can do it mum"

"Thanks mum"

Chiron was worried, one or two times would have not worried the old trainer but this was more than one or two times, it was every time he watched the young swordsman, it was no news that Percy had changed after the titan war, some more enthusiastic campers even started some rumors about him, but Chiron merely shrugged them of, kids will always be kids, but then he started to get reports from campers that Percy talked to himself during training or when he went to relax and the beach, but after the fifth report he had to take action, so he stalked or watched the boy, and to his astonishment he heard him, talking to 'mum', he would laugh, frown or chuckle very lightly as to not notify the campers training around him, but this only got him more worried, not to berate the boy but Percy was an open book who hardly kept secrets, but after the constant watching he couldn't help but remember that mortal saying that went along the lines of the best place to hide something is in plain sight, a hero under his command was hiding something, and he was more than determined to find out.

His arms were burning as he swung repeatedly at the motionless doll with the blunt sword, she was pushing him to the limit again, telling him to do more and train harder, and for some reason he always listened to her, somehow she made him feel better about himself, like he was doing the right thing, and besides she promised him an adventure which made him all tingly inside.

They mocked him, he saw their stares, the little gang his so called rival had made up, they were watching him, even his beloved teacher, he knew the old centaur was stalking him, sometimes it got really disturbing, and day by day he lost more friends, but it was too late to turn back now, because Percy Jackson has already been lonely for over a year now, but what was wrong in trying to be reasonable, he sighed ending his training to remember when it all started that day

Flashback

This was something he never wanted to experience again, the bloodshed, the chaos, the screams of anguish and most of all the other side of himself, yes they had just won the 2nd titan war, and it was a bloody massacre, he still couldn't look at his hands because he always saw blood. The heroes were currently in the meeting room of Olympus, he saw the adoration in the eyes of his father and Zeus was practically gloating about his son, yes Jason Grace, the hero that led camp to victory, Zeus had been droning on for a while and Percy found his ADHD acting up.

Clarisse beside him wasn't also doing well, she was a squad leader during the war too like himself, she was sad as too she had lost many brothers, sisters and friends, but she had to stay strong, a daughter of the war god must stand strong. Percy didn't really know how he was holding himself together, but maybe he was just too numb to cry or feel pain, for some reason his father kept glancing at Zeus with a smug smile, something was definitely going on between them, presents, gifts and the likes had just been given out, and most campers were already eager to depart.

"… and I believe these young heroes have earned their peace, you ma-"

"WAIT!" it came out of him before he could stop himself, honor and gods be damned he could no longer hold himself back, he had to say it, but then all eyes were on him, like he'd turned into a Chimera.

"You dare interrupt the King of gods boy, give me a reason not to smite you were you stand"

"My apologies Lord Zeus, I just needed to say something"

"Boy, this meeting is over, you…"

The hearth suddenly flared up, and Percy couldn't be more thankful to the goddess of the hearth, Hestia smiled at him warmly, and that gave him the confidence he needed.

"Speak" this time it was Hades, the occupants of the room looked at him strangely "I too am interested in what he has to say" Zeus huffed in response.

"Um thank you, Lord Hades, I only wanted to propose that titan who helped us during the war be giving proper compensation, restoration if you will into the Greek Parthenon, if they were our allies I'm sure we would not have lost so many people, our family will still be together, and we won't have to worry about another war for a while" he finished in a firm voice, and then silence, pin drop silence, Zeus had the most awestruck expression on his.

"You dare propose such a thing in this place" the thunder god's voice boomed.

"But milord, you have already granted the minor gods a voice in-"

"that is a completely different situation, be gone incest" Zeus's arm rose, of course a mere mortal like him wasn't worth the full force of his symbol of power, and Percy felt the world dissolve around him, so this was where he met his end pathetic, but this time he was saved, because his father's trident, blocked the hand of Zeus before the damage could be done.

"Poseidon, you dare side with your son on this matter"

But Poseidon just fixed his brother with a hard stare "Discipline your family and I'll discipline mine, Perseus is my offspring and I will do accordingly" with that he lowered his trident.

"Perseus today you have shamed the house of Poseidon, I never expected something like this from you"

"But father, Prometheus helped us did he not, he gave us hope" Percy argued back, referring to the Pandora box.

"Such foolishness will not go unpunished, be gone now Perseus or I kill you here" Poseidon snapped his fingers and Percy was gone.

When Percy regained his bearings, he was on the beach of camp, the water pushed fourth, but this time it did not calm him, it felt more like it was about to swallow him, unconsciously he found himself inching backwards.

"Well, I cannot say I wasn't expecting this" a voice said behind him, he found himself facing his step-mother.

"Lady Amphitrite" he bowed respectfully "may I ask what you are doing here" hoping for the best, but he was a demigod, he only had so much luck.

"Your punishment of course" at that his eyes widened, and the goddesses smirk only widened in response.

"Your father is mad at you, you know" she said "he might even kill you" she sighed wait was that sympathy, Percy shook his head, something was definitely wrong with him.

"Well you should have expected this sooner or latter, that is how my husband is after all, he can only maintain only son at a time" I smile on hers lips. "I remember when it was Tritons time, he gloated to everyone about him, even Theseus, and other annoying little half-bloods, and now your turn has come and gone, and he will move on to his next son" she finished smugly.

Every word she said seemed to be a punch to the gut, but maybe he did see it coming, 4 years ago when he recovered the big three's symbols of power, his father showered him with gifts and praises, but that was until a year later when the son of Zeus showed up at camp, and everything began going to tartarus, naturally he participated in the big quest to get the fleece, but he screwed up, and Jason took the fame of the mission's success, slowly his father's visits became less frequent, Jason went on more quest after that and became the head of camp, Percy struggled with his mother's death, the girl he loved was stolen away from him the fact that the love goddesses loved to mess with him didn't help, and he just seemed to fade into the background and all hopes of having a new beginning was crushed, he barely even registered when the war came, he only picked up his swords and killed everything that stood in his way demigod, monsters and titans, he became such a threat that Hyperion himself came after him and like the others the fell, he held the unofficial record for titan slaying, and even for the smallest time his father accepted him again, but it was only for his achievements and now this happens, the sea goddesses voice brought him back.

"I like that face you have on, realization, they always have it when this happens" but he wasn't paying attention anymore, the truth hurt, if he did pay attention he would have heard his step mum say "but for what it's worth, thank you Perseus, you truly are one of a kind"

And they the chains came, he was caught off guard and tried to struggle, but a rough hand pushed him into the sand, standing above him was a Cyclops.

"Shall I take him, my lady?"

"Yes, put him in a cell until my husband returns" if he had the will he would have struggled but he just closed his eyes and awaited his punishment.

Somewhere during the Olympian meeting…

The fates watched the Percy argue with the gods.

"So she was right" said Clotho

"It appears so sisters, a fate even we cannot see" Lachesis said.

"Sisters, it seems things will get interesting, even with the preposterous demand she gave" the last Atropos said, her sisters nodded then the burst out laughing, for this time even they did not know what was too come, this challenge was indeed fun.

Somewhere else…

A woman and her companions watched then proceeding with faces of sympathy,

"Milady, what do you think of him" asked one of the men, but the woman did not respond

"Milady?" he asked again.

This time the woman smiled "I've found him Prometheus, my foolish little hero" said the woman.

"I taught as much" Prometheus replied.

In yet another place…

Some beings gathered, they had not had a meeting like this in ages, but this was not a reunion, for they wore grim faces.

"If this continues, things will not bode well for Olympus, especially with that coming" there were nods of approval from the beings present, "What do you think Milady?" the man continued.

The woman the question was addressed to merely shook her head "for now we wait and see how things fall into place" were her sage-like words.

"Very well Milady" with that the beings vanished leaving no traces behind.

It was not until after 5 months Percy returned from his punishment, however a week into his punishment in the catacombs of Atlantis did he meet Voice, which was a motherly voice in his head and thus named it appropriately, it helped him go through his punishment, 2 months later Voice revealed herself to be a titan whom he now called mother or just mum, for a while he was uneasy but then he figured at that point that was the least of his troubles, but when he returned he was met with another predicament, not only the fact the camp had changed but, the demigods who perished on both sides had been brought back to life, apparently after he was dismissed, Hades proposed the idea of resurrection for they had never used demigods so extensively and on such a large scale too but was almost shot down until the fates appeared and approved of Hades' request, and who was Zeus to say no.

It first it was rather uncomfortable seeing the people who he killed and his friends who perished chatting together, but eventually he decided that was not a problem, at least not a big as having a strict compulsive titan mother in his head, sometimes he wondered if the fates truly hated him.

Presently he was sitting on Zeus' fist, the sky was getting dark, hopping of the rock he began to make his way to his cabin, when… WHACK! Something hit him on his head, even a war veteran like himself could not keep his consciousness, so this was how he finally died he thought, ambushed by a monster in the dark, but not before he felt a pair of strong arms pick him up bridal style, and then his world faded into blackness.


Hope it was good, with all the reading for finals I've been doing I needed to relieve some stress so here this is, I'm not exactly a first class writer and I haven't gotten higher than a B+ on my writing papers in a while, so please don't kill me. I tried giving to it an element of mystery but I'm not sure I got it right, I'm also trying to keep the story logical, there will be more flashback to explain my plot (but not as long as the one in this chapter), also most cannon characters might not be highly involved, I'm not sure yet, pairing are also unclear at this point, don't keep your hopes up for percabeth though, the novel gives enough of that. Reviews are very much appreciated. Stay beautiful.