Here is the first chapter! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson series. Rick Riordan does.

I love my birthday.

Every year, something great happens. Like me getting attacked by monsters. Or my friend suggesting I take a dip in a river of acid to become invincible. Or fulfilling a prophecy that has to do with me either saving, or destroying the whole world. Yep, that's usually how it works out. My nineteenth birthday probably wouldn't be any different.

I closed my eyes and thought about what my wish should be. Please let everything be normal this year. I knew that wouldn't happen, but hey, a guy can dream. As soon as I blew out the candles on my blue cake and made my wish...a very sweaty Grover burst through the door. "Percy," he panted, gripping the door-frame "We need you at camp. Now." I sighed and turned to look at Annabeth, who was absentmindedly fiddling with a blue seashell. By the way, the blue thing was kind of a tradition when something big is happening. Like if I made it a whole school year without being expelled, my mom made blue food.

"Grover, what could..." My mom stopped mid-sentence; she knew that the answer to her questions were never good. I grabbed the magic shield, a gift from my dad, my sword/pen Riptide, and stood. "Mom..." I said as she pulled me into a tight hug. "Go. We'll finish this later." She said reassuringly. Always the optimist, my mom. But I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that I wouldn't be back for a while. "Annabeth, you need to come too." Grover's hooves clopped against the floor as he walked over to where Annabeth and I were standing. Yes, I said hooves. Apparently, Grover had to get here real fast, and tripping over fake feet wouldn't speed up the process. Grover is a satyr, by the way, and my best friend.

Annabeth smiled and looked at me with her intense, storm-cloud eyes. "Well Seaweed Brain, I guess were off again." I smiled. "Guess so. You need anything else?" She shook her head and pulled out a backpack from the inside of a cabinet. We kept it there in case of emergency. "Let's go then." I said, saying bye to my mom and her husband, Paul Blofis.

Annabeth and I held hands as Grover led us down the stairs to the lobby of our apartment complex. We walked into the lobby and Grover stopped dead in his tracks. "Grover, what's up?" I asked, tightening my grip on Annabeth's hand. Grover tilted his head slightly towards the doorman, and my free hand went straight to my pocket where I kept Riptide. Unfortunately, the doorman noticed Grover acknowledge her and whipped around to bore her eyes into mine. And the only people who glared at me like that were enemies, monsters, or Mr. D, the camp director, when I give him Diet Coke by accident. And since Mr. D was at camp, probably playing pinochle with Chiron, I guessed she was a monster.

"Perseus Jackson. I've been waiting for you." The doorman said, stepping around the desk. I pulled out Riptide and uncapped it, watching as it expanded into a Celestial bronze sword. Fortunately, there were no mortals around to call the police on me. Thanks to the Mist, most people thought my sword was a gun, so in most cases I had a monster and the PD chasing my butt. Annabeth drew her dagger and poised to strike. "Oh? A daughter of Athena, alsssso? Wonderful! Now I get to pulverize both of youu!" The doorman laughed and transformed into a shriveled up hag-a fury. "Oh not again..." I muttered as she jumped up thirty feet. "You will die, Son of the Sea God!" she screeched as she dove towards me. I lashed out with my sword and Hag-Lady hissed as she fell back. She stared at me for a minute, dazed, until a dagger poked through her lower abdomen.

Poof! She exploded into dust as Annabeth took off her Yankees cap and became visible again. "Hey, I didn't even notice you put on your hat." I said as she walked over to me. "Yeah. We need to get out of here." She stuffed her hat in her backpack and I collapsed my sword and capped it. Grover started walking towards the door as if nothing happened and I held it open for Annabeth. "I miss Juniper.." Grover mumbled. Juniper was Grover's girlfriend and I'm together with Annabeth. We've known each other since we were twelve.

"So, Grover, what's the problem?" Annabeth asked as soon as we got outside. "Well, to be frank, we're basically preparing for the biggest war ever. And there's probably no way of getting out alive."

Great.

"Is it Kronos again?" I asked. Kronos was our biggest enemy. "Worse." Grover said. "What could be worse?" Annabeth and I both asked. "Kronos is back. And apparently, he's found another host that's stronger than Luke was." Annabeth and I both cringed at the mention of Luke. Luke was a son of Hermes that betrayed us by siding with the Titans. If he wouldn't have sacrificed himself, we probably wouldn't be alive. "Who is the host?" Annabeth asked.

"Chris Rodriguez."

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