May I say before you read, this my first fanfic and I am not a particular fan of flames, so please tell me if you like it or not, and if not, don't express your distaste.

Percy Jackson and the time paradox

Chapter 1: Mirage or Not

Percy's P.O.V:

The Manticore, the Hunters, the Di Angelo's, and…Annabeth. All worries until a blinding light comes out of no where. A kid about seventeen years old appeared, he was tall with dark skin that could rival Hades' complexion. He had short, white hair with streaks of gray as if he held up the sky. His eyes were gray, not like Athena's, but more eerie and mesmorizing.

He spoke with a deep monotone voice, "Little demigod, let's see what your future beholds for you, and what tragedy come your way, and maybe if you can handle it I will spare your fate." Then he just faded away.

After an unsettling feeling of throwing up, I look at my surroundings. It looked as if I were stand next to Zeus' Fist. But… there was no way I can be in camp; I was at Westover Hall battling the Manticore. And Annabeth was…WAIT, where's Annabeth, Thalia, Grover, the Di Angelo's. What happened to them? And before I went into a frenzy of panic a hand touched my shoulder. Instinctively, I swung Riptide in order to behead whoever it was, but my slash was parried and I was disarmed before I knew it.

"Okay, we know I can kick your butt in a fight, now can you get a grip Seaweed Brain?" It was only Thalia.

"You just caught me off guard" I said trying to keep my dignity. "And, how did we get here?"

"I don't know, I was knocked on my back when the Hunters came, and there was this light, and then I found myself in the forest. I heard you panicking so I came here." "So where are we?" she asked.

"I don't know…I believe we're at…Camp."

Annabeth's P.O.V:

What happened? First I'm doing a rodeo show on top of a Manticore and now it looks as if I'm at the beach in camp. I heard coughing and look around to see a group of soaked Hunters and a really pissed off Goddess.

"Where are we?" asked one of the Hunters.

"At camp" I answered.

"Figures" spurted Zoe Nightshade, Artemis' lieutenant.

I know the Hunter have a bad history with camp Half-Blood, but considering we were on the beach at sunset with the light reflecting off the water, providing the perfect scenery, I had to object.

"What your problem, why do you hate camp so much?"

And before I could protest any farther something or someone burst out of the water and started charging straight for Zoe. It took the person a few second to knock Zoe unconscious and about a minute to deal with the rest of the Hunters. Then he turned on me.

Percy's P.O.V:

Me and Thalia started heading the direction of the Big House if this was actual camp. On the way we ran into Grover, he was panicked and he told us that the Di Angelo's were hiding until he got back. We made it to the Big House after fetching the Di Angelo's and were ambushed by a couple of campers. I noticed one to be Conner Stoll but something was different about him. As me and Thalia battled the campers, Grover hurried the Di Angelo's into the Big House. After a few minutes of fighting Chiron came out and ordered the campers to stop. He ushered us inside and told us to rest in the big house tonight and there would be a meeting to discuss an important issue in the morning. It was late so I didn't argue. As I fell into deep sleep a few thoughts ran through my head such as, What happened at Westover Hall?, Who was that strange guy?, Why did the campers attack us?, and Where were the others?, but before I could ponder the thought I fell asleep.