A/N: So this is my first Percy Jackson story. I hope you guys enjoy and don't want to choke me by the time you finished reading it.
Also I do not own anything.
Somewhat Prologue
Percy couldn't help but shiver a little. His battle with Kronos was still fresh in his mind.
Everything had happened so fast. The war raged on as they confronted Kronos in the throne room. Grover had been knocked aside unconscious. Annabeth was thrown back, too weak to even stand. In the end, Percy had made his decision. He had given Luke the dagger. Luke had stabbed his own Achilles heel, which was under his left arm. It was all dramatic, but the way he had seen Kronos's soul come out of Luke and just dissipated. At that moment he had felt uneasy and nauseous. He had leaned against the wall from collapsing. His vision had faded black. He opened his eyes to notice nothing had happened during his black-out.
The gods came back to Olympus victorious. He, along with his friends was honored for saving Olympus. Percy declined becoming a god. He felt a little bitter thinking about being a minor god serving his father for eternity. What am I thinking?
He shook the thought out of his head. Instead he thought about all those who deserved becoming a god more than he did.
Of course the gods were not at all pleased. They had just been rejected by a demigod, a half-mortal. It certainly did not help that this was a major blow to the egos. Eventually, most had gotten over it.
The party was held and everyone celebrated. Percy was glad of course, everything could go back to normal. Still, there was something that bothered him. His smile simply did not reach his eyes. Nobody noticed of course, he was just named "The Savior of Olympus". What reason was there to not rejoice?
"Well if it isn't the Hero of Olympus." Percy looked up from his blue soda to see Annabeth.
He looked around. "Who me?"
"Well isn't someone modest?" She paused and looked at him with calculating eyes. "What's wrong Percy?"
He smiled a little, glad that of all people, it was Annabeth who noticed. Then his face darkened. "Have you ever felt like something is wrong? Even though the chances of it happening are next to none?"
She thought about it for a moment. "Does this have to do with Kronos?"
"I don't know. It just feels like something's off."
"Kronos is gone. Everything is fine now. You can know that by just looking at Grover dancing with those nymphs over there." They both looked to see their favourite satyr partying with a group of nymphs. Grover looked up just in time to his friends grinning at him and waved them over.
Percy turned to Annabeth. "Shall we?" She took her hand and they were off partying through the night.
But Percy was right. Something was very, very wrong.
Percy sat down by the water like he always would. It gave him a place to think. The Great Prophecy had come true and he had survived it, against all odds. He smiled to himself; maybe the gods didn't hate him as much as he thought.
Now, if only things could go back to normal. Percy had expected things to be a little different since many had died in the war. Just not this different. It seemed that no one could take him down in combat. He had become so desperate for a challenge that he agreed to let a couple Ares kids try to take him down at once. When news got to Clarisse those kids had been 'punished'. Not for ganging up to try and fight a fellow camper, but for losing.
It seemed that Percy talked to Annabeth and Grover less. He just wandered the camp looking for weak spot most of his time.
Time.
He was late. He had to meet Chiron in the Big House about fifteen minutes ago. We got up and ran. Chiron was not strict. He would not get punished because he was ADHD after all. Mr. D on the other hand might turn him into a blowfish.
As he ran through camp, it seemed everyone was being strange today. They all stood there allowing Percy to run past with ease. Even the Apollo kids had stopped playing basketball. No one moved. No one made a sound. He didn't think much about it and continued to sprint.
"Peter, finally gracing us with your presence. Your fifteen minutes late! I wouldn't have even waited for you if this wasn't important." Mr. D called from the porch.
Fifteen minutes? He had experiences running from all types of different monster, but running through camp taking less than a minute was impossible. Wasn't it?
He walked inside with the god of wine. Inside the rec. room, Chiron sat in his wheelchair along with all the other head counselors. He quickly went in and too his normal seat.
Everyone stayed quiet. It wasn't silent like before. He could still hear the soft breathing and the tapping of feet. Half the eyes were trained on Chiron and the other on him.
"So what's this meeting for?" Percy finally asked.
It seemed to snap everyone out of their trance. "Percy, my boy, it seems that we should explain our reason for calling this meeting." the old centaur said.
"We?" Percy asked, slightly confused.
Annabeth spoke up next. "It's just that... well..." These were some of the few times he'd seen Annabeth lost for words, which definitely meant something bad was going on.
"You've been acting weird. Weirder than normal." Clarisse said in a strange voice. It wasn't the usually threatening voice. She sounded scared.
"Sometimes the crops die when you walk close." Katie Gardner said not making eye contact.
"And our inventions go a little haywire." said Jake Mason. Percy was just glad that they didn't know it was him who released their mechanical dragon into the woods. Other head counselors gave their two cents about what Percy had supposedly done.
"So I created some minor issues."
Annabeth had regained her posture, looking him directly in the eyes. "If any of these 'minor issues' have to do with the war, you can talk to us. We are your friends Percy. The war affected us all and the only way we can get things off our chest is to talk about it."
Percy scowled. "It's somehow my fault that the Ares kids are too weak to take me down? Or that the plants died? Why don't you ask Dionysus to help the plants? Put bandages on them or something." He was standing up, his left hand flat against the table. His other hand slammed it, almost knocking over his cup of blue liquid which wasn't coke. It shined, almost looking like nectar if not for the colour.
"Percy, I didn't mean it like tha-"
The meeting was anything except boring. Still, being the son of Hypnos meant sleeping, a lot. At that moment, Clovis had fallen asleep on the Ping Pong table. His arm accidentally knocking a Ping Pong ball into a device Jake Mason was making.
The device was not yet complete and the sudden impact had caused it to explode. Pieces of sharp metal and everything close enough to the explosion were flying straight at Percy. Drew Tanaka let out a shriek as a rogue marker flew her way.
Percy's hand flew up almost instantly. He reacted on reflex. The shrapnel, cups of drinks, everything froze in the air.
Silence.
Everyone was staring at him with wide eyes and open mouths. Even Chiron, who was rarely ever surprised, froze staring at him. Mr. D's face was even grimmer than usual.
Percy dropped his hand and it seemed like the items that were frozen in time had slowly collapsed on the floor. The drinks spilled around his feet and everything else fell, clattering on the floor.
"How did you? Father?"
Before Percy could reply to Chiron, he collapsed.
He woke up where he seemed to have collapsed, in his seat. Luckily, he didn't fall forward and get a face full of metal and a yellowish looking liquid. Yet his situation wasn't much better. Chiron had called him his father? Percy knew all about Chiron's family and his father was Kronos...
When he looked up, there were gasps.
"Percy, you are awake now. We must discuss what happened." Chiron said, his eyes shimmered with worry.
He looked around to see who was 'we' was. Some of the head counselors remained. The marker had managed to leave Drew with a humongous bruise on her forehead which would not go unnoticed. Clovis, having fallen asleep, was being taken out of the room by Travis and Connor Stoll, who each grabbed a hand. Lou Ellen, Hecate's daughter, was lifting Clovis's foot with magic. Butch Walker, son of Iris held the other foot, leaving Clovis's body to be stretched out.
Percy wasn't good with math, but he could count seven of the other counselors remaining, Chiron and Mr. D.
The centaur walked over with his horse legs, keeping away at a distance. "You see child, we fear that a piece of Kronos's soul resides in your body."
"That's not possible; the gods said he was gone. Just because there seem to be a few incidents, it doesn't mean anything." Percy practically screamed. He was not too happy thinking about the titan who had taken so much from his life to live inside him.
"Gods can be... mistaken at times."
Dionysus coughed. "Not all gods and it is merely a misinterpretation."
"Thank you Dionysus. The point is most of Kronos's soul should be in Tartarus. However, some managed to not get sent back into the depths of Tartarus."
"So what? You're going to kill me now?"
"Yes."
"No!" Chiron and Dionysus said at the same time. "Percy is after all the savior of Olympus. You just need to have someone with you at all times."
Percy glared at the old centaur. His sea green eyes were full of anger and hate. "Like a watch guard?"
Even the old centaur was scared. He had live for countless years, training heroes to fight against some of the worst monsters. Now here he was, looking at one of his own students with fear. "Yes." he said quietly. Percy looked at him for a second longer and looked away. This seems to put the old centaur out of his momentary fear. "No one besides us shall know about this. Meeting dismissed."
Percy was the first to storm out and no one dared to block his path. The camp seemed to unfreeze and everyone continued to do what they were doing. None of them had the burden of the most powerful and hated titan living within them. "Percy! Wait!"
He turned around to see Annabeth running after him. "What do you want?"
She winced at his hateful tone. He knew it was Kronos who was making him even more short-tempered than usual. "Percy, you don't have to worry. The war is over, nothing is going to change. You are still my Seaweed Brain." She kissed him on the cheek softly.
He nodded, feeling slightly calmer and continued back to his cabin.
Everything changed.
The next morning when he woke up, he noticed more people staring at him than usual. All of them were looks of fears like he was the god of death here to reap all their souls. Nope just Kronos inside him, which was much worse. Percy glared at them and they all seemed to be looking anywhere aside from him. Breakfast was quite, with campers even leaving when Percy came. The day went on with some staring then more staring. Nobody would be Percy's sparring partner or even be in the same room as him when he was training. Clearly someone had not kept their mouth shut.
Finally he couldn't stand it. He turned around aware of all attention on him. "What are you all staring at? Me? This monster that could kill you all in your sleep? Heck I could kill you now if I wanted to."
"Percy this isn't you. Just calm down for a moment, it's Kronos influencing you. All of us has been through so much together. We are not going to fight what's remaining. We are a family."
No one paid any attention to Annabeth. Multiple campers running for Chiron, like he could stop Percy. Another bunch were screaming their lungs off, fainting from the lack of breathing.
Everyone froze again. Time only moved inside a small dome around Percy and someone else.
Percy stared at himself. Well it looked exactly like him except for the eyes. The eyes were golden just like Kronos. He smirked at Percy. "Look at them. They claim to be by your side, but who knows; maybe they will kill you in your sleep. They fear you greatly."
"No! They fear you. The only reason this is happening is because of you."
"Does it matter young hero? It won't take long before they all hate you and how do you think the gods will react when they find out? Their father who they cut into a thousand pieces and casted into Tartarus? You aren't as naive as you were when you first came here. You know the gods won't let you live happily by the sea. Zeus would strike you down wherever you stand. Hades would send endless swarms of the dead after you and Poseidon? He would find a way to drown you. There is no escape."
"You will go down with me." That knocked the smirk off his face.
"I am immortal, demigod. I can come back and each time I can learn from the mistakes made. When they need your help, you will be dead. Maybe even in the fields of punishment so full of hatred that you would even grasp the opportunity to join me. However I am not patient."
"One mistake you made during the war." The look-a-like scowled at Percy.
"I have thought of an ingenious way that could benefit both of us, not that you have a choice. I will change history; I am the god of time after all. You will no longer be a son of Poseidon, but Neptune."
"Who?"
Kronos rolled his eyes. "The Romans were always my favourite, perhaps they will teach you some sense and when the time comes you will join my army."
Percy wanted deny that he would ever join Kronos's army, but he couldn't. "Why are you telling me this?"
"It won't matter. You won't remember anything, but it seems that part of my soul will still inhabit your body. Mark my words Percy Jackson, you will have a different fate and I will win."
The Fates knew this would all happen. They were the Fates.
"The boy has a long journey ahead." said the one on the left.
"It will be perilous and he might not live to tell the tale." said the one on the right.
The one in the middle simply nodded. "Indeed. Kronos has changed fate. Many things will be different, while others cannot be changed. It is now beyond us, truly an alternate universe. Whether the boy lives, only time will tell."