Disclaimer: I do not own the PJO series (although I wish I did) all of this is the property of Rick Riordan.

Rating: T

Summery: "Mom don't go." He had cried, his words cracked at every syllable that uttered out of his mouth. Because of his mother's murder, Percy Jackson's life is endangered. It's only a matter of time before they catch him.. With a terrible foster family, the poor green-eyed boy's childhood is ruined, bullied, battered, bruised and terribly broken practically unfixable! The only person that understands him is Annabeth, defender, best friend, but also... betrayer? Blaming him for the death of her mother and the burning of her house Annabeth refuses to look at him or talk to him anymore. Who said it was Percy who did it? Out of each others's lives when the broken boy runs away, or are they? What if they met at a boarding high school for humans with advanced abilities. Will there love blossom or will it turn to the other direction? All human, first fic! Percabeth! And more pairings!

Hello there! I have decided to write a new fanfiction of PJO! Its my first story up here so please leave your opinions below in the review section. Countless stories here have inspired me to write a fic of my own and here it is! I hope you will enjoy it! Although, if you don't, feel free to help me by sending me a PM or reviewing.

This story will have three parts:

First Part- When Percy is seven years old, (about three chapters) written from the passed.

Second Part- When Percy is twelve years old, (not determined number of chapters, less than five chapters) written from the passed.

Third Part- When Percy is seventeen, (where the story really takes place) written :not sure yet!

Chapter 1-

The dawn of a very tragic childhood

Anonymous POV

This is it, he thought.

Was he supposed to be nervous? Were his hands supposed to shake. Were beads of sweat supposed to appear? Well, all he could conclude was that the sense of nervousness was all too new to him. It was all too bizarre! Clouds were starting to appear in the brilliant blue sky. The boy was almost finished eating his ice cream. He seemed to be looking intently in his mother's sky blue eyes.

I'm going to get that kid today. He will help me. They will pay, they all will.

It was almost time.

He starred a the young woman stroking her son's hair.

But suddenly, she turned abruptly in his direction. Her sky blue eyes bored in to his. But by the time recognition had registered in to her eyes, she was already up and running away alongside her son.

Everything is going perfectly as planned.

Percy's POV

it was a normal day in Manhattan, New York City- well as normal as it can get. The cars zoomed past the small apartment complex blowing stray leafs out of the way. Thats right, autumn was nearing. There was a cool breeze desperately trying to penetrate through my window which was only opened a crack although that wasn't enough for the cruel wind. As the sun was rising I was there, sleeping soundly clutching my teddy bear. The softness of the stuffed animal soothed me and scared away the haunting nightmares. Well when you had an amazing mother like I did you wouldn't need that stuffed animal.

If you are currently living in Manhattan you would call this certain morning rather calm. There seemed to be less occasional honks emitting from the vehicles below and the citizens didn't seem in such a hurry to reach the Metro that led them to work, possibly putting their job in jeopardy. But I didn't care, after all, today was the eighteenth of August, my birthday. I remember staying up all night counting the minutes in tell the next day. There seemed to be an aura of anticipation that came from my room. right when you would enter you would feel happy just looking at the lite blue walls.

I was turning seven that day. I thought it would be the best day of my life but boy, I was wrong. More like the worst day of my life, when everything crumpled around me, when I started building that hard brick wall around my thoughts and emotions. I didn't let anybody penetrate through in till...

A hard gust of wind blow against my midnight blue curtains causing wisps of sunshine to barge in my room. The sun rays eventually got past my thin curtains and decided to wake my sleeping figure. I looked so fragile yet so vulnerable. My eyeleds fluttered open as soon as the light hit my eyes. Let's just conclude that I'm not a morning person. I groaned, wanting to go back to bed, back to my comfy mattress, I wanted to cover myself with those silky blanket... but it hit me hard on the head as if lightning had struck from the sky reminding me that it was my day. The day where everything was souuppossed to be perfect.. It was my seventh birthday! I shot up in the air ignoring the burning sensation coming from my still closed green orbs. When my feet hit the cool floor I felt a shiver run down my back causing the hairs on the back of my neck to rise. Weird, I usually have this feeling when I'm sacred or I sensed something bad but I only realized that later on in my messed up life. I miraculously made my way groggily to the small bathroom not bumping in to anything or tripping over some toys on the floor. You see, we weren't the richest of them all and my mother had to work late every night in her room waiting for inspirations to hit her. She had recently became a bestselling author so she didn't have much time to clean up the scattered toys on the dusty floor. She also had a part time job at a candy store across the street every day bringing back treats for me. I don't know how she did it but she managed.

After brushing my teeth I made my way to the kitchen expecting to find my mom making omelettes like every morning. As I was walking to the kitchen, stomping my feet like a zombie announcing my arrival. My thoughts instantly drifted to what my mom would do for me this year. I didn't expect something big though, just a simple 'happy birthday' and a small cupcake would do. I had been too entranced by my thoughts that I didn't notice a pair of arms embracing me tightly.

"Happy birthday Percy!" Her soft and angelic voice said in my ears sending shivers down my spine. She looked at me, her features mirroring pure love and care towards me and for that I felt a warm feeling in my heart.

"Thanks mommy.!" I screeched, my voice hoarse because of the sleep. I sat down bouncing with anticipation to gobble up my pancake and omelette. What still makes me laugh is the fact that they were both neon blue. My mother and I had a thing for blue food. It was delicious, to bad I didn't eat it slowly and appreciate the taste. Enjoy the succulent feeling making my taste buds go crazy. If only I had known that it would be my last…

She had also brought me some candies. It truly had started as the best day ever. We had sat there exchanging caring words full of love and appreciation. i wish it wouldn't end but when I had plunged my fork expecting to find the pancake still there, but it was gone as fast as it came. She only laughed in response do my lack of attention to my surroundings. After eating everything we decided to go to the park, well I begged her. Being the protective mom she was she had doubts in bringing a hipper active seven year old with Dyslexia and a serious case of ADHD. But something told me that there was another reason of why she was hesitant on bringing me to the park. But how could I have known? I was only seven year old!

I wasn't like most kids, who had friends and played all day, no I would rather learn about mythology, preferably Greek, which my mom taught me.

Sitting there on the wooden bench with my mom, we talked (mostly her though), "It all started with Chaos, a void of nothingness. Who knows for how long it was like that." She looked at me checking if I was paying attention, I was staring at her intently not letting any word hang in the air. I grasped all of her words and waited eagerly for her to continue.

"There were a lot of things in that void that got out, for instance there was Gaia, the Earth, the abyss Tartarus, and Eros Love. Those were the beings that got out of Chaos. Gaia gave birth to Uranus, the Sky who then fertilized her." She always told me this story, but never in this detail.

"Then were born first the Titans—six males, among them, the youngest was Kronos, the deathliest of them all. And six females: Mnemosyne, Phoebe, Rhea, Theia, Themis, and Tethys. (Did I get that right?). After Kronos was born, Gaia and Uranus decreed no more Titans were to be born. They were followed by the one-eyed Cyclopes and the Hecatonchires or Hundred-Handed Ones, who were both thrown into Tartarus by Uranus. This made Gaia furious. Kronos was convinced by Gaia to castrate his father. He did this, and became the ruler of the Titans with his sister-wife Rhea as his consort, and the other Titans became his court." She said only to be interrupted by me, "Wait a minute! How could a brother Marry his sister?!" I said confused. Who did that?

My mother giggled, that melodic sound made me smile, she truly was the best mom a little boy could wish for.

"That's how it was Percy." She said smiling, ruffling my hair. "I think someone needs a haircut!" She said in result of me groaning, I didn't like other people touching me only my mom can.

She cleared her throat wanting to continue. "There was a problem between Zeus and his father (Kronos) when Kronos was confronted by his son, Zeus. Because Kronos had betrayed his father, he feared that his other children would do the same, and so each time Rhea gave birth, he snatched up the child and ate it." That sounded kind of weird, I thought fathers were supposed to like their kids. I had looked quizingly at my mom. She only smiled and continued glancing at every second behind her. Why was she doing that? Was she expecting someone to jump up behind us and s are scare us, or worse?

"Rhea hated this and tricked him by hiding Zeus and wrapping a stone in a baby's blanket, which Kronos ate. When Zeus was full grown, he fed Kronos a drugged drink which caused him to vomit, throwing up Rhea's other children and the stone, which had been sitting in Kronos's stomach all along. Zeus then challenged Kronos to war for the kingship of the gods. At last, with the help of the Cyclopes, whom Zeus freed from Tartarus), Zeus and his siblings were victorious, while Kronos and the Titans were hurled down to imprisonment in Tartarus."

That made me smile, just the thought of the bad guys perishing made me smile. Ok it wasn't the best ending but at least the Titians were gone and the Gods would now gouvern the world.

"How do you know all this?" I asked both astonished and curious. She only smiled and scooted closer to me. "It was your father, an amazing man." She starred dreamily at the sky where the sun was shining in the horizon.

"But mommy, if he was such a great man then why did he leave us?" The blurted out of my mouth just like water, bursting out of a faucet, never stopping. I knew I had entered a touchy subject. She turned to me the wind blowing over her face preventing me from reading her emotions. She only let the wind blow against her beautiful face. She was truly a stunning lady, at the age of twenty-eight! Finally when the whistling sound of the current of air stopped she only starred at me sadly.

"He left... Left because he had important business to attend to." She seemed to hesitate for a while, clearly having a mental debate on weather to tell me something or not. That small peace of information that was dreading to escalope her lips finally did. "If he ever came back... that would put us in harm's way." She had seemed to mutter something under her breath that we were already in danger but obviously I didn't notice it.

"But I don't unders-" Suddenly a clap of thunder boomed, probably waking the whole city up. I had instantly turned rigid and a deathly shade of white. I was seriously scared of storms, we hadn't noticed that the clouds had accumulated surrounding New York city. Kind of like a siege the people wouldn't dare step in New York or get out, the would get socked in result of them staying home.

"C-c-a-an-n we p-please go hom-me now." I begged. My mom obviously knew of my fear. We were on our feat sprinted to our apartment not far away. But something had been off that day, my mother wasn't scared of storms, in the contrary she even quite enjoyed them. Lightning struck the city illuminating my mother's frightened face. Why was she so scared? I hadn't understood but didn't question my mom and her ways.

She was a true row model to look up to, always persevering, keeping her head up, putting the others before herself...

Getting home was a relief, being sheilded from the horrors that the sky lashed at us. It was terrible, we came back home socking wet. Like if we had taken a shower with our clothes. But we still managed to have a blast.

As soon as we got home, I slumped on the couch exhausted, it was already two in the afternoon! Time did past fast when you were having fun.

"Hey Percy why don't you go take a shower and put on some dried clothes while I bake you some cookies?" My mother had said, quite hoping that I would go take it. But why? Was she wanting to get rid of me?

As soon as I had registered the fact that she would bake me cookies I had ran as fast my little legs could take me and had shut the door of the bathroom with no slightest hesitation..

As soon as the water had splashed on my body I felt a cold sensation overcome myself. But honestly the water never disturbs me, i love it. Mom had said that I looked just like my dad; sea green eyes, a tuft of raven black hair covering my glowing eyes. The only difference was the skin town, his was paler and ruff whilst mine is tanned and smooth. I guess I good that from my mother.

He had only stayed with me for a whole year then like my mom told me numerous times, he disappeared one day with only one note explaining everything. Although mom never told me what secrets it held.

Finally, after a long and hot shower I finally got out and got dressed in a blink of an. Running to wards the kitchen I smelled... this fragrance... so good. I was drawn to it, like a mosquito towards a light.

The trail of the amazing oder finally ended leading me to a tray of bleu cookies that looked delicious. Not even waiting for permission I had grabbed a cookie from the hot tray and through it in my mouth, chewing it slowly in till the taste was no longer there.

Mom only looked at me happily, with pride in her eyes and- wait, was that pity?

A loud ruckus had snapped me out of my daze. It was coming from the front door and the person didn't to happy. My mothers face instantly became solemn and sad. I could only see a tears coming from her face. Even a single drop like that made me want to cry too. But why? But that expression full of grief disappeared replaced by determination and bravery. But I could still see the sadness coming from her eyes, never left.

"Why don't we go play a nice game of hide and seek? Huh?" She had said cheerfully but I still remember how hoarse her voice was. I remember the fact that she was on the verge of tears.

I only nodded my head totally unfazed by the fact that she held so much sadness.

"Just know that I will always love you even if Im- I-'m not here with you." Her soft voice reassured me but, why was she saying this now. The confusion had made me dizzy thinking of possible scenarios as in why she was saying this now. She had hugged me tightly before motioning me to hide. I still don't know how or why but I was running fast to my hiding spot.

I had just discovered it the other day; the attic. I was in my room, in the closet. It wasn't noticeable though. After discreetly climbing the shelves and removing the big box that prevented me from going in there, I had pushed the rectangle thing to reveal a hole. One of the perks of living in the tenth floor of a ten story high apartment was the fact that you had an attic. I don't know my seven year old self would've done without it.

Crawling in it and putting the square thing back t it's place I heard it, a loud noise piercing through the air sending shivers down my back. What happened? Followed by that I had heard a shrill shriek. I had tried calling me mom but my voice, it wouldn't come out. I had been completely speechless. I heard loud voices, which I'm pretty sure didn't belong to my mom's soft and melodic voice, which was always full of care and gentleness. But those voices were too muffed. I wanted to go see what was happening but then I heard it, the sound of heavy footsteps coming. They had been right under me!

If that person had just raised their eyes high enough, they would've spotted the small square, on the ceiling of my closet. It would have been the end of me but thankfully they left causing my stiffened shoulders to relax. I didn't know what was happening but there was one thing for sure; those screams and footsteps- they were bad guys was the only thing I could thing of. I had been terrified, but determined to save my mom. Taking one last look around me, I had spotted a black leather jacket lying on the dusty wooden floor. Taking it I got out of there.

Jumping to the floor with a loud thud I realized that that was the only sound in the apartment that I heard. Had they left? Or were they still hiding waiting to strike. Getting to the kitchen I had spotted the worst thing any seven year old should ever see, their mom lying on the kitchen floor desperately trying to breath. Her lifeless form had broken my heart in to pieces beyond repair.

"Mom?" I asked rushing to her aid.

She was barely breathing but managed a smile.

"Look, Perce there isn't much time." Her voice was forced and her beautiful hazel eyes didn't hold any life in the. It only captained of pure sadness and grief.

"I love you so so much and don't you ever forget that. Did I ever tell you that you look exactly like your father? Even more handsome." She smiled at that last bit.

"Mom don't go." My mouth was dry and my eyes were pouring tears.

"Who did this to you?" I asked angry.

"Kronos's Titans, they're a group of bad people. They wanted to capture you and your father." She croaked that last bit.

"But they never got him. He escaped." The last part had been an sure but hopeful." I hadn't understood but only nodded for her sake. I couldn't believe that she was dying. My tears splashed on her.

"Here, take this and this. " her trembling hand gave me an envelope and a neckless. I stuffed the envelope in my pocket and stared at the golden neckless.

"Happy birthday Percy." She cried out loud, "I hope you like it!" She said. There's no doubt that it's beautiful; it shows Poseidon's trident in the middle with small fish swimming, in the background there's his fortress.

"I-I love it.!" I croaked, "Please don't leave me." My voice was dried, I felt like a huge bolder had fallen on me.

"I'm sorry Percy. I love you so much. Please." She pleaded taking off her bracelet and her ring from her arm, "I you ever find him, give him this and-and." Her breathing hitched and her eyelids closed slowly.

"I love you Perseus Jackson.' She whispered. That was the last thing I heard utter from her mouth before Sally Jackson died, before me. I was the one who was there when she breathed her last breath.

Staring back a her I could see the life leave her. She almost seemed happy, relieved. But relieved of what?

Soon, in the distance coming from the window I spotted blue and red lights blinding me causing my eyes to sting even more. But there was one thought that stayed evident and clear in my mind: I would one day find my father and avenge my mother.

Even if there would be some deaths in the process.

A/N: Finally, finished! Hate it? Love? What did you think? Don't worry though I have so much planned for this story! Drama, Romance, action... Any recommondations? i accept any comments! Please leave a review! Or PM me! I'm sorry for the bad spelling, hopefully I'll get a beta...Don't worry it really gets better.. Espacially when Percy... Oops, sorry! Anyways thank you for reading! Leave a review! In till next time! :D