Disclaimer: I don't own either Percy Jackson or Fallout

Percy Jackson was not having a good day. Well most days as a demigod were not good but this was worse than normal. It all started when him, Annabeth, and Thalia came to retrieve two other demigods named Bianca and Nico Di Angelo, Grover had found at a military school called Westover Hall. From there they had snuck into the school to meet up with Grover and find the two kids. Percy, seeing the children first and watching them be lead away by a monster, had decided to forgo mentioning this to the others as he saw it as a chance to prove he could be as much of a hero as Thalia. That plan had gone south faster than he would have liked, and as such he ended up in this current situation. A manticore trying to kill him and Thalia, who had shown up with Grover when he sent a message through their link together, Bianca and Nico freaking out and Annabeth. So if he was honest today could be going better.

The manticore who had been going by the name cried out as a bunch of arrows sorred past Percy and hit the creature. Though it retaliated and launched more spikes into the bushes where more arrows shot out, and split the spikes. Emerging from the bushes were a bunch of adolescent girls wearing silver ski parkas and jeans, all were equipped with bows. One of the older girls stepped forward, she was different from the others as she had a silver tiara atop her head. She was tall and had coppery colored skin.

"Permission to kill, my lady?" The girl spoke.

"This isn't fair! Direct interference! It's against the Ancient Laws!" Dr. Thor cried out.

"Not so." Another girl stepped forward, she was about thirteen or fourteen years old, had auburn hair and eyes that were silver-yellow like the moon.

"The hunting of all wild beasts is in my sphere. And you, foul creature, are a wild beast." The girl said with a sharp expression as she looked to the taller girl.

"Zoe, permission granted."

"If I cannot have these alive, I shall have them dead!" The Manticore growled out as he leapt for Percy and Thalia who were both wounded by the creature previously and could not move due to the poison. But before it reached them something happened.

*BANG*

A loud shot rang through the forest they were in as the Manticore then burst into gold dust and ceased to be a threat. All heads turned to the origin of the gunshot and saw a figure sitting on a rock about 100ft away holding a massive rifle with the barrel still smoking and a large casing on the ground. The figure was dressed in a long brown trench coat, with a black cowboy hat with a red band around it on, and some cowboy boots aswell. Though what drew the most attention was that the torso was covered in some metal plate that, even from the distance was obviously ridden with bullet holes. The figure sat there for a bit and reached for its mouth, which was obscured by the hat and gun, to remove a cigarette from its mouth. Throwing it to the ground and snuffing it out the figure looked up and spoke in a male, southern drawl.

"Now, it ain't any ah my business on how yall do your retrievin of ya demigods, but damn, yall suck at it." The man spoke. That was clearly not what most of the people present were expecting as most had a slack jawed look on their faces.

"I mean, wuhd whir yall planin on doin had that escalated, huh? Hell, blonde there looked awful ready to be hopin up on Mr. Prickly's back now, wherntcha?" The man said looking to where an invisible Annabeth was standing, dagger at the ready. She removed her cap and stared at the mysterious man who had called out her plan.

"See! Oh nevurmind dat theres a giant ass cliff...oh bout twenty feet away, lets just a start hopping on monsters and go for a ride." The man continued his rant as he got up and approached the group, all who raised their weapons as he approached. He stopped and stared at the, though none could see his face they got the feeling it was an incredulous look.

"Oh shimer on down now, if I wanned any yall dead I woulda scoped your sorry behinds from way further then 100ft. Hell, I woulda probably just popped yall whilst you were sleepin, saves time that way." The man said to the group of hunters and demigods. The young girl who had stepped forward earlier and spoke to zoe now approached the man. She stared up at the 6'7 man and gave him a cold look.

"Who are you?" She spoke with authority. The man looked down at her and was quiet for a while until he began to laugh.

"Well now ain't ya the all stick-up-the ass little goddess? Shimer down now moon princess and tend ta ya gurls. I have a job here that needs some picken up." The man then looked at the Di angelo kids a gave a tip of the hat to them.

"Be witcha right in a moment youngins." Turning back to the girl in front of him he spoke, much to her annoyance, again.

"As for who I am, well yall could call me a cyborg-alien hybrid demigod from the future of an alternate dimension, if that don't float ya boat than Silas will do just fine." The now named Silas gave a tip of the hat to the now wided eyed group and gave a smile. This was gonna be fun.