Hey guys! I would like to start off by noting that this is my first fanfiction, and would greatly appreciate feedback. This story may switch between the perspectives of different characters, and may jump forward in time. The characters start off aged 17. I believe that was all, now… let's get into it!

Percy- My brother.

It all started with Daniel, my brother. I haven't been back at camp half-blood for much more than a month. Annabeth and I were on a short leave from college, after a certain war god decided that he wanted to war against the other olympians. A small number of the Ares house decided to join him, half a dozen campers have gone off to be a part of his 'army.'

Why is Ares doing this? That's exactly what we wanted to know, however it is information that the gods haven't shared with us. Typical. But that is hardly the worst issue right now, the biggest problem I have to deal with is that when I got back, there was another son of poseidon, and no one bothered to tell me, not even Dad.

Daniel hates my guts. Why? Well, neither he, nor his mother, knew he was a demigod. For some reason, he had managed stay off the 'monsters, evil prophecies and death' radar, until he was left on the streets, after his mother died on a fishing trip. He was discovered by a certain blonde daughter of Athena, when he was fighting off a hungry Gryphon, and apparently burst the sewer system in the process. He hates me, because he hates poseidon, and sees me as the 'favourite child,' which to be fair, I can't blame him for, since it may be true.

What I can blame him for however, is the fact that he has a hard time keeping his eyes off of Annabeth. The fact that he deliberately does everything in his power to disrespect everything we both stand for as children of the sea, and does everything he can to make my life miserable when he thinks no-one is looking.

Worst of all, he is on the brink of starting a small civil-war in the camp. Half the campers think he's all right, or consider him the best thing to happen to this camp since yours truly. The other half see him for what he really is. Unfortunately, Annabeth is on team Daniel. Ana and I are constantly at odds about the subject, in fact, she rarely talks about anything else. I thought I was simply jealous, and that he can't possibly be such a 'bad guy,' until now. For what I'm about to see, is something no respectable son of poseidon should do, in fact, it is something no respectable or smart person should do, period.

"Percy, he's your brother!" Annabeth yelled, for the third time today. Yet again we were debating on whether or not Daniel being here is good. A conversation, might I add, that she had started.

"He's no brother of mine," I said, trying hard to keep calm about the subject, "He has no respect for-"

"He doesn't need to respect you! And why would he!? You have done everything you can to push him away!" Annabeth screamed at me, not caring about my side of things, what so ever.

"Why do you keep defending him?"

"Because I see a lonely son of poseidon, who has just lost his mother, and needs support by the only family he has- left," she replied, trying to calm her tone at the realisation that Chiron was standing in the doorway of my cabin.

"Sorry to interrupt," he began, "But the Hunters of Artemis are here."

"Great," I said, eager to bring the argument to a close, "Let's go greet them."

"Percy, don't you-" Annabeth started, but I was already out the door. Sure enough, Thalia, and the other huntresses we sitting at the hearth, surround by the younger of our campers, eager to know of their most recent adventures. Thalia spotted me, followed by Annabeth and Chiron, and she waved us over. I got halfway towards Hestia's hearth when I heard the unmistakeable woosh, woosh, woosh, of Pegasus wings. I looked up just as Porkpie landed by my side.

"My lord," he said, giving me a respectful bow.

"Porkpie," I began, but then I noted the worried look in his eyes. I have become rather good at reading Pegasi.

"What's wrong?"

"My lord, there is some… trouble at the stables, concerning you brother."

"What kind of trouble?"

"I… it's best that you see for yourself. Get on."

With a sigh, I pulled myself up onto Porkpie's back. Bare pegasus back riding isn't the most comfortable experience, but it beats walking.

"I'll be back soon. Got some brother business to take care of."

"What kind of brother business?" Annabeth asked. I replied by gently tapping my feet against Porkpie's sides, to which he spread his wings and lifted us into the air.

"Percy!" Annabeth yelled out, but already we were halfway to the stables.

Porkpie and I stopped at a tree behind the stables, and I dismounted and snuck up around the side to see what was up. I peeked around the corner, and took in the scene. Daniel and Blackjack were deep in an argument, with the rest of the pegasi watching on from the outside of the stables.

"I am the son of poseidon! You have to respect me!" He screamed at Blackjack. His voice cracked up, not helping with the commanding stance he was attempting.

"Respect is earned. You can't just ask for it, especially not with that attitude."

"I deserve it! I-"

"Hate to have to tell you this, but so far… nah, sorry, you don't," Blackjack interrupted.

"Yes I do! I killed a gryphon!" He said, triumphantly.

"Oh wow, give him a gold star!"

Then Daniel had enough. He pulled back his arm, and gave Blackjack a strong right hook across his face. He reared onto his back hooves, narrowly missing Dan's head with his front legs, whilst saying a profanity that I can't in good conscious repeat. I couldn't watch anymore, not after that.

Before even thinking about my actions, I ran at my brother. He heard me, and only had time to turn in my direction before I grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him off the ground, with one arm.

"You've broken my stuff, you've told lies about me, you've turned my girlfriend on me, and you do everything in your power to spit on what we stand for. But if you think I'm just going to stand by, just try to ignore you when you hurt my friends, you've got another thing coming."

He responded by summoning his amazing water abilities, and spitting in my face. Thanks to my actual, dare I say superior, control over my powers, it bounced right off my cheek and hit him in the eye. I proceeded to push him up against the nearest wooden post, and try to decide what to do with him, his feet still dangling inches from the ground.

"Put him down, boss," Blackjack said telepathically, "He isn't worth the time."

I looked my brother in the eye, the only things he has in resemblance to me. With his milky pale skin, and ginger hair, he bares no sign of any relation to me, apart from of course, our sea green eyes.

"You promise to leave them alone?" I asked, and he hastily nodded.

"Promise to keep away from Annabeth?" I asked, applying a little more pressure to his throat.

"Yes," he choked out, as his face began to turn a shade of blue.

"And do you promise to give me a break?" I asked once again, but this time I got no reply, so I loosened my grip on his throat a little. But all I got was a strained smile.

"Ah, boss-," the telepathic connection was cut short when I felt a terrible pain as a powerful karate chop came down on a pressure point between my shoulder and my neck.

I let Daniel go as I dropped to one knee, and a hand grabbed my throat and pulled me down, followed by a shoe being planted on my chest.

Annabeth.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my head still spinning.

"I'd like to ask you the same question."

"He attacked Blackjack." When I said this, she looked over at him, then at Dan, then back down at me.

"Percy, nobody is stupid enough to do that." To that, Blackjack raised a hoof in Dan's direction, neighing to get her attention. But her eyes were set directly on me, and missed the slight hint he was giving her.

"Percy, you need to get your head on straight."

"Annabeth-"

"Just have a good think about what… what you're becoming, ok?"

"Annabeth, you don't understand. He-"

"Just… think on it, seaweed brain. Please." With that she removed her foot from my chest, put a hand on Dan's shoulder, and walked him back to camp, while I thought about what she had said. Self doubt began to creep in.

"Boss, ya still with me?" Blackjack looked down on me, and I realised that there was a circle of pegasi around me. A white mare nuzzled my hand.

"Are you ok, my lord?" She asked.

"Yes, Snowpuff, I'm fine," I said as I sat up.

"That went well," Guido said, without a hint of amusement in his voice.

"I'm so sick of that… that… stupid, smug, disrespectful little-"

"Ok, ok Blackjack, I get it," I interrupted, as I got to my feet, and dusted myself off.

"He never stops, my lord. Every day for the past week, he come here, demanding 'respect.' He wants us to follow him, to worship him as if he were a god himself!" Jewel, the brown and white mare, complained. "But Blackjack stood up to him!" She said, looking at my midnight black stallion fondly. If pegasi could blush, I'm sure Blackjack would be turning the deepest red.

"Anyway," I started, changing the subject for Blackjack's sake, "I'll have a good chat with my brother, but for now, I think it's just about time to crack out the apples." My friends beamed, the previous events of the day disappearing from their minds almost instantaneously. Apples, the way to a horse's heart. I love my extended family.