Percy wakes up to find himself living a life that isn't his. Watch as Percy lives the life of the original Perseus. After BOO.

Percy awoke to loud noise outside his door. Men were yelling, the sun was shining, he could smell the fish-wait, fish?! That couldn't be right… Opening his eyes fully, he saw that he was sleeping in a hut. He knew his room was messy, but he was pretty sure it wasn't a hut.

He was taken out of this trance by a knock on the door. He searched his pockets for Riptide. One problem: He had no pockets, he didn't even have clothes! He scrambled around the room, unable to find his sword.

" Perseus? What are you doing?" called a couldn't be good, only his enemies ever used his real name.

He picked up a board lying on the ground, holding it above his head like a bat. Slowly, he crept to the door and opened it. He prepared to swing at whatever baddie decided to try their luck.

Except it wasn't a monster.

It was a man.

Percy estimated him to be in his late thirties or early forties. He had orange hair, tangled into tight curls, and growing past his ears. This was accompanied by a beard of the same color and texture, extending a few inches past his chin. He had brown eyes with arching, bushy eyebrows and a long, thin nose.

"Perseus it is far past time for your departure, why are you still here? You made a promise to my brother. He is not one to take such an oath lightly," the man spoke. " Grab your bags and take your mothers food, you must leave now."

Percy's head was spinning " What do you mean promise to your brother? Where am I going?"

The man laughed "Playing tricks on your father now, are you?" Suddenly his eyes filled with sadness " Well, now time for that. Come quickly Perseus."

"No! Who are you and what is this promise I made?" Percy screamed, fear and confusion dripping from his voice.

" Perseus! I said come now, we have no time for jokes you must leave before the king finds you here!" The man sighed, " I know you are scared of what lies ahead, but you cannot afford to let fear or sadness hold you back."

Percy breathed heavy, unsure of what to do. ' What would Annabeth say?' Percy thought ' This man could very well be a monster. But I have no clue whats going on… Annabeth would want more information. Which means I have to play along and try to get some details before I slash this monster.'

Percy nodded, and followed the man out of the room. He was lead to a room that resembled an ancient dining room. Suddenly, a woman appeared in the door. She was beautiful, long red hair, that was closer to dark red rather than the orange color of the man's. She must have been in her late twenties or so. She smiled at Percy, her hazel eyes shimmering with love and sadness.

She seemed to be battling against tears, yet managed to gesture to the table and force out the words, " Eat, my son, before you leave. You also Dictys."

" Thank you, Danae. How wonderful you are, darling,"

Percy nodded and took a patty, made of some grain, but didn't eat it. He recognised those names, but he wasn't sure where from. They must be monsters, or he wouldn't know those names. But how to kill them? He was weaponless. He supposed he would have to keep playing along.

"So what should I do, where do I go, Dictys?" Percy asked. He hoped that if he could keep stalling he would figure his way out. Or, rather, since he had no Annabeth to help him with a complex plan, punch his way out.

" My dear Perseus, I would start with seeking out the lair of the gorgons. There you will find Medusa, and hopefully slay her. You must return the head to my brother, Polydectes, or die trying," Dictys explained.

Then it clicked.

Danae? Dictys? Polydectes? Medusa?

That was the story of the original Perseus. Which meant…

He was Perseus. The original.

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