Disclaimer Alert! I do not own PJO or HO or any of Rick Riordan's characters. (I wish I did but it would probably be a disaster)

Me: Hey Percy.

Percy: What the heck? What am I doing here?

Me: Oh, I just wanted to talk with you before I started writing.

Percy: You're Rick Riordan?

Me: What? No! Anyway, are you ready for fun, adventure and pain?

Percy: Yeah-oh wait. Did you say pain?

Me: (smiling devilishly) Wait and see…

Percy: You'd better not hurt me or I'll hurt you, you little (insert not nice word).

Me: Geez, Perce. You need to clean your mouth. Anyways, on with the show!

Chapter 1: Percy

It all went wrong when the engine blew up. The explosion tore the turbine right off and flung it into the sea. The warship pitched forward and a few people from Camp Jupiter gasped. With anxiety building in my gut, I ran towards where the warship was about to land, the Field of Mars. Hazel yelled at me, "Percy, wait!" I ignored her and chased the descending ship. A few other engines were starting to smoke now too. If those went, the ship would drop like a rock, and I couldn't let that happen. All my friends, including Annabeth, were on the boat. Then I saw the towers. They still had the water cannons mounted on them. If I could just get to them before… I ran inside the tower, climbing the stairs three steps at a time. When I reached the top, I could tell the ship wasn't going to be running any time soon. Another engine had been knocked off and now the other two were on fire. The enormous warship was now falling faster towards the middle of the field. Tearing my gaze away, I concentrate on the water cannons. Feeling a familiar tug in my gut, I summoned all the water I could, I formed a flowing river with it, and placed it gently under the boat, steering it safely to the ground. After the vessel touched down, I released my grip on the water and collapsed on the floor. A painful throbbing pulsed in my temple and my limbs were weak. I saw spots before my eyes, and blacked out.

It was Hazel and Frank who found me. They tugged me down the stairs and out of the tower. I heard someone barking orders at random people, and another, probably a girl, utter a stifled scream. I felt myself be lain on some sort of cloth, picked up and carried off. The pain in my temples intensified, and I groaned. Blackness enveloped my vision once more.

I awoke looking up at a stone roof. I was laying on a white bed with a wooden table with medical supplies on it. Faintly, I could hear someone shouting. Then the voice got louder, and I realize someone was coming. Eventually the person came to the door, and I recognized the sound of two people arguing. Someone opened the door slightly, then turned back to say something to the other person. I could make out some of the conversation; "-care if he's unconscious, I want to see him!" Another person yelled back, "He can't be bothered right now, he's resting! Do you realize how much strength it took to land that boat? He can't be seen right now, I'm sorry!" Someone opened the door and stepped in. Reyna took one look at me and raised her eyebrow.

"Awake already?" She asked.

"Who was that you were talking to?" I questioned her.

"Percy! Curse you Reyna, let me in!" Said a girl's voice from behind Reyna.

"Fine! You can see him!" Reyna replied, and walked out of the room. Daylight flooded in, and a person's silhouette filled the doorway. Their eyes widened and ran to me. "Percy!" The girl yelled. In the sunlight I could see her clearly. Curly blonde hair was held back in a ponytail. She had an orange shirt on. Deep, gray eyes gazed at me, filled with concern and worry.

"Annabeth?" I asked.

The girl's eyes lit up and she asked, "You remember me?"

I nod, a slow smile creeping onto my face.

I watched as Annabeth laughed a little, relieved, and then suddenly break down crying.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"What's wrong? Percy Jackson, how could you ask that? You disappear for eight months with no trace, everyone thinks you're dead, I've been searching my tail off, I finally find you, you fall unconscious, and all you can ask is 'what's wrong'!" She broke into another fit of sobs.

Only then did it hit me. All this time, Annabeth had been worrying like crazy, and I didn't think once to Iris-Message her, or contact her somehow. I had been a real jerk to her for the past few days. With that thought in mind, I tried to calm her.

"It's ok Annabeth. I'm here now. You've found me."

I sat up and held her while she finished her crying. Then she turned around and punched me in the arm hard. "That's for running away from me." She said. "And this is for being stupid." And she kissed me. My heart pretty much popped out of my chest right then and fireworks blew off in my mind. After she let go, she stood up and said, "C'mon Seaweed Brain, I'm not the only one worried sick." I groaned and said," Do you really have to call me that all the time?" And I followed her out of the room.

Bright sunshine momentarily blinds me. Holding Annabeth's hand, we walk toward the Field of Mars where a big crowd is gathered. The first person to see me was a faun, no wait, a satyr. A red rasta cap was propped on his head and his furry legs were showing.

"Perrrrcy!" the satyr bleated, and ran towards me.

"Hey G-man, where you been for the past few months?" I said giving Grover a high-five.

"'Where have I been?' Where have you been Percy?" he asked

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Oh you know, on a battlefield beating up giants, in Alaska beating up giants, almost dying in quicksand, becoming praetor, same old same old." I reply.

Annabeth and Grover looked at me with shocked expressions on their faces. I laughed and gestured forward. "C'mon guys, I'll tell you later." I spot a familiar punk jacket and spiky jet-black hair. "Thalia!" I yell to her. She turns around and grins at me. Walking over, she punches me on the arm. "Ugh, come on, why does everyone have to punch me when they see me?" I ask, rubbing my bruised arm. Thalia laughs and pulls me into a hug. "Whoever gave you permission to turn Annabeth into a wreck, Seaweed Brain?" She asks after she lets go. Annabeth blushes and and grabs my hand. "Let's go Seaweed Brain, there's one more person you have to meet." I had a sneaking suspicion of who it might be.