What's up everybody? Wrath here with my FIRST FANFIC! What a treat! Before I begin, I would like to say a few words; Every single comment is very important to me, so feel free to give my some advice!~~~

Disclaimer: I do not own Rick Riordan's works, he does.

The Infinite Proposal

Percy, to say the least, was feeling horrible… Sure there were his friends and all, and he was looking forward to his classes, but for some reason, he was feeling miserable… Like something was going to go wrong.

He woke up to a sunny, bright day, with an aching chest that felt like it was attached to a burning slab of metal. He wore his orange camp t-shirt and blue jeans with Riptide in his back pocket. He brushed his black hair over, in a futile attempt to make it flatter.

"Gods damn it... Why am I feeling so terrible…"

He went outside with a mug filled with frothy, warm coffee. On that mug, was written: "I'm a demigoner!". He felt exactly like a goner. The funny thing was, he got this mug as a souvenir from one of the monsters that he had slain why in Tartarus. Once outside, he looked around. He saw the camp in its prime. The population multiplied until there were tons of cabins for the minor gods. However, the atmosphere was still the same. Rays of sunshine shined upon the green, wavy grass and the demigods resting upon it, strawberry fields gave the camp a sweet, fresh smell, and the bustling activities just made everything more livelier. He didn't think he could handle it...

Ugh Tatarus. Wouldn't wanna go back there again.

He ate his breakfast ,alone on the Poseidon bench, of blue pancakes and waffles drenched in maple syrup. It helped him cheer up a bit, his face covered in syrup. After taking a shower and brushing his teach in his bathroom, he dressed into his training gear. It was a simple leather and cloth armor that was knitted by the nymphs.

His first activity for the day was his least favorite; climbing on to a mat with Clarisse and wrestling like bears. Except he felt like an ant that was under a foot of a Lastrygonian (not sure about the spelling) giant. Clarisse was a ferocious girl, with an insatiable desire to pummel Percy's head into the toilet.

"Come on Prissy!" Clarisse taunted.

"Coming!"

"Well hurry up!"

Of course he lost… His aching chest provided the much (note sarcasm) needed energy to carry out the day. Clarisse, obviously noting his discomfort, focused her attack to his chest, tackling him to the floor of the arena. Caked in dust, he tried again and again to ignore this nagging feeling. However, it proved to be futile.

After the activity, he was drenched in sweat. The sun wasn't helping at all… So, as a son of Poseidon, he poured water over himself, earning some giggles from the Aphrodite Cabin. After the cooling session, he dried himself and went to his second activity, learning how to commune with nature. Naturally, it was Katie Gardener who taught this class, and, much to her dislike, she had the company of the Stoll brothers.

His first assignment was to look at the trees and try to form faces out of the moving leaves… He saw the bright green leaves rustle about in the wind. He felt like he was lying down on a grass plain, seeing the grass in the distance form waves.

"What a weird thing to do." He thought with a scowl on his face.

Katie noticed this and smacked his head.

"Focus Perce!" she yelled, "Wouldn't want to get you yet another dish duty!"

"Yeah Perce, or else she'll get mad!~~~" Conner shouted.

He, and his brother who was making a Katie imitation, also got a smack on the head. The rest of this activity went along painfully, and boringly. He found out that his ADHD rejected him from making any way to relaxing in front of trees. He also wondered why Chiron kept saying meditation was good when it was nearly impossible for demigods to do.

Percy finally remembered why he felt so miserable. Annabeth wasn't here with him, to support him. She was off on some adventure in Olympus, having a wonderful time with some other male demigod… It was exactly 2 days ago.

Seeing her on Olympus, working, was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen in his entire life. Her golden curls would be flowing in the wind, her hard hat always slipping in front of her intelligent, grey eyes. He would Iris Message her every day to see if his Wise Girl was doing fine… It turned out so perfectly well, when suddenly he realized; "Why is that boy always next to her?"

Being oblivious, he ignored it, and went along with his life happily. Until one day, he IMed her, and saw his girlfriend kissing the same boy he kept seeing in other IM sessions. Percy looked at them in shock, and kept what he saw a secret. Annabeth didn't see Percy and his angry, dark eyes, and kept going, until one of her bosses called her name.

"I'll be right there! I'm just making a few touches on Lord Ares's statue!" She called out.

"Alright, but make it quick! Lord Apollo wants another statue!"

After seeing this, he swore that he would talk to her, and the other demigod. He was disheartened by this.

Am I not good enough?

The lunch bell rang, after a tiring running session. On his way to the dining pavilion, he saw a girl, sitting next to a dim campfire.

"Hestia." He thought.

He could see her orange, smooth hair draped down her back, her fiery eyes staring into the fire pit. She was wearing a red skirt with ends that flared out like flowers.

She noticed Percy and waved him over.

"Hello Percy." She greeted

"Hello, Hestia" he replied.

"How was your day?"

"Oh, it was GREAT," he said sarcastically, "not a bit of trouble…"

"Well," she said warmly "I'm happy to hear that."

When she was around, Percy would feel safe, and warm. He felt that he had nothing to worry about. All his troubles with Annabeth would go away. This feeling lasted until nighttime, when he was about to go to bed. What shook him out of safety, was a knock at the door. He had a very bad feeling about this.

"Who is it?" Percy called out.

"Seaweed Brain! I just came back!"