Hello everyone, I have decided to rewrite this story to make it more close to the novels. I've recently read the Heroes of Olympus...again and when I looked over this story I saw some inconsistencies so that's what stemmed this rewrite. I hope you guys like this new version of chapter one and the rest of the story will be up in the coming weeks depending how busy school gets.

I don't own PJO.

Chapter One

Jayden Acheron Cross...Son of Poseidon?

Tears streamed down her beautiful face and she prayed to the gods to save her son. It didn't matter he had a job to do and Death had to take her newborn son. Thantos glanced down at his tablet and then up at the clock, the child had three minutes to live. Another look at the tablet and the child's intended name was gone. Death looked into the room, Hades stared back at him. The child would live and be his champion.

The mother had traded her son's soul for life. Jayden Acheron Cross belonged to the Underworld as much as he did to the sea. Thantos peeled himself from the wall and moved on to his next appointment in the next ward.

Fourteen Years Later…

Jayden tossed the pill back and gulped down the water. He hated his ADHD medication because it always made him sleepy and moody. He agreed to the medicine because he was putting too much strain on his mother. This way she wouldn't have to worry about him being kicked out of another school.

"Let me see." His mom asked. He had a bad habit of hiding the pill under his tongue instead of swallowing it. His mom always found out, he tended to end up in the principal's office when he didn't take his meds. "Open up."

Begrudgingly he opened his mouth and lifted his tongue. His mom smiled and handed him his lunch. "Thanks mom."

"Have a nice day." She said with one of her special smiles.

He didn't know if that was going to happen but he smiled back at her and walked out of their apartment. Beck was waiting for him at the end of the street, looking as nervous as Jayden felt. Against all odds they had made it to their first day of high school.

"The Second Titan War has been won but another enemy stirs."

Jayden's eyes widened at the voice that plagued his nightmares. Despite knowing the voice wasn't real he looked around. Across the street stood a man with skin so white and shoulder length black hair, his intense stare locked on Jayden. Without a doubt the voice belonged to this mysterious stranger.

"You play no role in the Prophecy of Seven. The enemy you will face isn't Greek or Roman. For now you can continue this peaceful life, my champion."

Jayden felt a burning pain shoot up his arm. It felt like someone was pressing hot iron onto his skin, branding him like they did to farm animals. He was no farm animal. He pushed the sleeve of his plaid shirt up to his elbow, tattooed onto his forearm was a three headed dog sitting on top of five squiggly lines. The letters ACPLS were tattooed underneath the lines.

Across the street the mysterious man was gone but the tattoo remained.

Two Years Later…

Jayden ran a hand through his hair as he stared at the empty bag of bread, there had only been enough bread to make one sandwich and both he and his sister were hungry. He cut the sandwich in two triangles and gave the seemingly bigger piece to his little sister. Taking the jug of apple juice he poured the remaining juice into two cups, an even amount in each cup. He poured a handful of potato chips onto his plate and left his sister with the rest of the bag. They really needed to go grocery shopping.

Removing the top piece of bread from his sandwich Jayden placed some of the smaller pieces of chips onto the ham. He liked his sandwiches with a bit of a crunch to them and potato chips where the epitome of crunchiness. As he lifted his sandwich up to his mouth he noticed that his sister was staring at him curiously.

"What's up?" he asked taking a bite and loving the crunchy sound the chips made.

"What happened to your dad?" Aura asked, sadness coating her kaleidoscope eyes. Jayden may not miss his stepfather, in his opinion they were better off without him, but he was Aura's dad and she missed him. "Do you know where he is?"

"He left mom before I was born. Mom says that he loved the ocean so I guess that he's living in some huge house by the beach." He answered leaning back in his chair. He fixed his gaze on a crack in the ceiling and wondered what kind of man his father was, if his father ever thought of him. "Don't worry your dad isn't like mine, he loves you. He'll still be around for birthdays and holidays."

She nodded, though she looked like she didn't believe it, and they ate the rest of their meal in silence. Even though Jayden hated his stepfather he didn't want his siblings to feel like he did. Unloved by one of the two people who are supposed to love you the most. In a perfect world no one would feel like that but the world was as perfect as it was square.

When they were done eating he cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen. Once the kitchen was as clean as it could be he sat down opposite Aura and began his pile of end-of-the-semester homework. Teachers loved to pile on the homework at the end of the year like the students didn't have tests to study for. For the next ten days he had to keep his nose in the books. Acing his classes wouldn't be easy but he had to, his mom promised that if he passed his classes she'd him an iPod for his birthday.

The sound of the door opening drew his attention away from his biology homework. His mom walked in carrying his sleeping brother and a bag of groceries. Without being told Jayden walked out of the apartment to get the rest of the groceries from the car. There weren't that many bags, he could take them up to the apartment in one go.

"Thanks, sweetie but I could have gotten them." His mom said when he walked into the apartment with all of the bags. "I know you have some difficult tests to study for."

"It's no big deal mom." Jayden shrugged.

"Jayden Acheron Cross, school is a very big deal." His mom said giving him a look that said, you're going to college no questions asked.

"I know mom, I meant taking a short break was no big deal." Jayden said suppressing an eye roll. "But of you don't want any help I'll sit back down and study my brain out."

"Sit, there's not that much to put away." She said taking the things out of one of the plastic bags.

"Hey mom, am I like my father?" His father had been in the back of his mind since his talk with Aura. He wanted to know things about the man that ruined his mother's life, the man she once loved so deeply. "What was he like?"

Judging by her stunned expression and lack of words she clearly wasn't expecting him to ask about his father. Every now and then he'd ask questions, they almost always went unanswered.

"You're a perfect blend of the two of us and something that is all your own." Another vague answer to a heavy question. "You both share a love for the ocean and you look like his side of the family."

Absentmindedly Jayden rolled his sea green eyes. He knew all of that already.

"We need to send an extraction group immediately to Abraham Lincoln High School in Manhattan." Dionysus said seriously. He popped the top on his can of Diet Coke and took a sip. "Poseidon's second son is there."

"What do you mean second son?" Chiron asked arching a brow questioningly. "He only has one demigod son."

"According to Hades there is a second one." Dionysus said blandly. "Apparently the brat was marked for death and the mother struck a deal with Hades. She gave him the kid's soul in exchange for the kid's life. Hades has kept him hidden from everything and everyone, including Poseidon."

"Hades told you all of this?" Chiron questioned. It was clear that the centaur was having a hard time believing that Hades would confide in Dionysus.

"He told me enough." Dionysus shrugged.

Annabeth knew better than to eavesdrop on private conversations but when she heard that Poseidon had a second son she couldn't walk away. Percy had a brother. There was another child of the Big Three, possibly more dangerous due to his connection with Hades. She had to tell Percy when she saw him later at his graduation. Forgetting that she needed to talk to Chiron she walked out of the big house and set off to do some research on the Lord of the Underworld.

Jayden stared at his reflection, trying to pick out which of his features belonged to his mother and which belonged to his father. The only thing that he seemed to have inherited from his mother was his light brown hair and not even all of it, the black tips and streaks belonged to his father. He pulled on a dark blue long-sleeve and tucked his black jeans into his boots. Walking out of the bathroom he shouldered his backpack and grabbed a Pop Tart from the box on the table. He took another Pop Tart and a Capri Sun before kissing his mom goodbye and heading out the door.

Summer was just one day away and despite having to find a summer job Jayden was looking forward to the break from school. He was going to be sixteen in less than a week and for he was going paintballing with his friends. That was going to be a blast and he couldn't wait anymore. Before summer could start he had to endure the last day of school. It was a pointless day since classes were only eighteen minutes long but some teachers were offering extra credit and he wasn't going to pass that up.

There at the bottom of his locker underneath all of his returned work and trash was his English book. How did so much trash get in here, he mused as he picked up the book. He was beyond glad that he had found the textbook because he couldn't afford to be charged for it. Ugh, why is it so sticky?

"Cleaning out your locker Jayden." He turned to find his neighbor Sophia standing beside him. She poked her head in and wriggled her nose in disgust. Jayden found it cute. "It smells like something died in there."

"Really?" He asked taking a whiff. He smelled nothing too bad. "I guess I'm used to it. So I finally found my English book."

"It's a shame you don't need it any more." Sophia said leaning away from his locker. "Seriously Jay next year don't use your locker as a trashcan there are plenty of those around."

"I only promise to try Soph." Jayden said. "How mad do you think Mrs. Monroe will be if I returned this book to the library like this?"

Sophia looked up and tapped her chin like she was deep in thought. "On a scale of one to ten about a twenty. I bet her eye would twitch too."

"Well I guess I should clean this up." Jayden said holding up the book. He shut his locker and turned to Sophia. "I'll see you tonight."

Sophia's smile was perfectly imperfect and Jayden couldn't help but smile too. "You and Beck are going down. Pizza is going to be on you two."

"No you and Torin will be paying for our dinner tonight." Jayden laughed at the horrified expression on Sophia's face. She knew that losing their video game tournament meant losing a lot of money since he and Beck could each finish a large pizza on their own and still be hungry. "See you then, Sophie."

"Don't call me that!" She yelled after him.

"My parents signed me up for an SAT prep class." Beck said as they walked to Jayden's apartment. "They say that ADHD and dyslexia shouldn't keep me from going to college."

"My mom bought me one of those incredibly thick prep books." Jayden said shaking his head. "You're wicked smart Beck, I'm sure you'll get into college."

Someone was following them. Jayden couldn't explain how he knew, it was like a sixth sense, he just did. Hoping to lose their pursuer Jayden grabbed Beck by the wrist and quickly ducked into a side street. Quickening his pace he led Beck down the street picking a random street to turn onto.

"What the heck man? We're lost." Beck exclaimed pulling his wrist from Jayden's grip.

"No we're not." Jayden said hoping he sounded convincing. At Beck's arched brows Jayden added, "We're being followed."

"How can you be sure?" Beck asked looking around.

"Don't you get that feeling?" Jayden asked.

"Jayden Acheron Cross and Beck Taylor I shall end you before you can meddle in our business." A hissing voice said.

"Watch out!" someone yelled at them.

A wad of purple spit shot out at them from nowhere. Jayden pushed Beck to the ground a little bit peeved that someone was spitting at them. Jayden looked up in time to see a boy around seventeen in a graduation cap and gown running towards them. He shed the gown and cap, reached into his pant's pocket and pulled out something that resembled a pen, a bronze double bladed sword appeared in his hand when he uncapped it.

"Jay, I think we should go." Beck said his eyes widened in horror as he saw something emerge from one of the side streets. It was a man, tall and willowy with greasy hair and bright green eyes. Nothing to be afraid of. "That thing is looking at you Jayden."

"What thing? You mean that creepy guy over there?" Jayden asked pointing to the man.

"That's not a man Jayden, it has the body of a leopard and the neck and head of a serpent." Beck managed to say.

Jayden didn't know what Beck was talking about there was nothing physically wrong with the guy. He was a monster, a pedophile, not the four legged scaly kind. The boy with the sword dodged a loogie and charged forward. He deflected and dodged the wads of spit and snot with the ease and skill of a trained swordsman. The unarmed creep was no matched for the boy or the bronze sword jabbed in his chest. A teenage swordsman had just committed murder in broad daylight.

"Who are you?" Jayden said pulling himself to his feet. "You just killed that guy."

"My name is Percy Jackson and that was an Egyptian monster."

"That was a person! There are no such thing as monsters!" Jayden yelled pointing to the heap of man beside Percy. "I'm calling the cops."

"Jayden, I am a demigod and monsters are real. You're just blinded by the Mist." Percy said calmly. "You and Beck are demigods too, I'm here to take you back to camp."

"You're crazy." Beck said.

"Beck you saw the Serpopard, you've probably seen other creatures or things that nobody else does. You're impulsive and rash, you can't sit still, mortals call that ADHD. We call it our natural battle reflexes. When you read the words, they fly off of the page and get all jumbled don't they? That's because our brains are wired for ancient Greek not English."

Beck was stunned speechless and Jayden couldn't blame him, not only did this guy know their names but he offered explanations for all of the weirdness that happened in their lives.

"I didn't see anything besides you killing some creep, you have the wrong guy. I'm not demigod." Jayden said. The tattoo he kept hidden burned, as if to tell Jayden otherwise.

"You are a demigod Jayden Acheron Cross." The voice of his nightmares said.

"You are a demigod Jayden." Percy echoed looking for the first time at Jayden. Jayden took a couple of steps back; Percy's eyes were the same color and shape as his own. "I'll escort you to camp myself but first I have to graduate high school. My graduation should be over at around four, meet me outside of Goode High School. Pack for camp."

"What if we don't want to go with you?" Beck said.

"Then you'll have to fend for yourself." Percy said picking up his cap and gown.

Percy Jackson hadn't lied to him. Jayden was a demigod. After relaying the story of what happened on their walk home to his mom she confirmed that he was the son of a Greek god. She didn't tell him which one, he had to figure that out on his own much to his dismay.

"I always knew this day would come." She said as they pulled into the parking lot of Goode High School. "The monsters would find you and he wouldn't be able to hide you anymore."

"Who, my father? Hide me from what?" Jayden asked.

"No, your father doesn't know you're alive. At least he didn't, I'm sure he's aware of your existence by now." His mother said distantly. "Your patron was hiding you from the gods and monsters to keep you safe."

"Mom, what are you saying?" Jayden asked.

"Not much. I can't tell you what I know, I swore on the river Styx that I wouldn't say anything to you." She said raising more questions. "You don't have to take your medicine anymore, you need your ADHD at Camp Half-Blood. Do your best at camp, you'll find that you belong there more then you do here. I love you J.J."

"I love you too mom." Jayden said leaning over the console and giving her a hug and a kiss. "See you at the end of the summer."

"Be safe."

Jayden nodded and hopped out of the car. He grabbed his duffle bag and backpack from the trunk and watched as his mom pulled out of the parking lot. Taking a deep breath he made his way over to where Percy told them he'd be waiting. Percy stood with a woman who Jayden assumed was his mother and a man who Jayden assumed was his stepfather. A girl with curly blond hair was taking pictures and smiling widely. It was obvious that the girl was Percy's girlfriend and that she was close to the family.

Standing a couple of feet away from them was a deeply tanned man with the same pitch-black hair and sea green eyes as Percy. They both had the same brooding look that Jayden often associated with rebels. Unlike Percy's stepfather who was wearing a dark blue button down and black pants, Percy's father was wearing khaki Bermuda shorts, a pale yellow polo shirt, and leather sandals. He was smiling proudly, Jayden could tell by the sun-crinkles around his eyes that Percy's father smiled a lot.

"Hey Jay." Beck said as Jayden dropped his duffle bag at his feet.

"Hey Beck." Jayden said, he turned to Percy and his family. All of them were staring at him in a way that made him feel uncomfortable. "Hi, um—I'm Jayden and you're kind of staring at me."

"Dude there's a little trident above your head." Beck said, at his words Percy and his parents turned to look at Percy's father, the girl didn't seem surprised.

"He's my brother." Percy said.

"Yes. Jayden Acheron Cross you are a son of—"

"Poseidon." Jayden finished.

To be continued...

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