Hey guys. I'm GhostKing13, a diehard PJO and HOO and HP fan. This is my first fanfic following the adventures of Jason Grace, son of Jupiter. I couldn't find any stories like this online, so I thought—"Hey! Why don't I make one?"… Enough of me. This is a story that is long overdue.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN PJO OR HOO! RICK RIORDAN DOES!

Chapter 1: Jason,

Hey. My name is Jason Grace. As of right now, I'm fourteen years old. I have been through some crazy stuff in my life—like the time I got locked in the janitor's closet, and when I punched my teacher in the throat, the time I got gum in my hair, the time I went on a quest to save a wild leopard as a personal favor for the Roman god Bacchus.

Oh, yeah—minor detail—the gods of ancient Rome are still around. Very rarely, they, um, have kids with mortals. These kids are called half-bloods, or demigods. You may have read about them in mythology, Hercules (the name Hercules is Heracles' Roman form), Aeneas, Romulus and Remus, all of them. There is a camp for these children of the gods, called Camp Jupiter on the coast of California. The camp also accepts distant descendants of the gods, called legacies.

If any of this sounds vaguely familiar, then congrats, you're one of us. You're in a world of danger.

So, yeah. Here's my life story

AGE: 2

I was two years old, on my way to a 'family picnic' (AKA, another pathetic attempt at my mother being nice. My older sister Thalia was staring out the passenger window of the RV. I was in her lap, nice and cozy, totally unaware of the catastrophe that was about to take place at the park.

My mom was hung over as usual. My father left me a month after I was born. After that, and before I was born for that matter, Mother would always get drunk and drive around town. Anyway, we were going to a family picnic. My sister had her right fist clenched, and her electric blue eyes were unnaturally cold as she glared out the window.

My sister and my mom always had a rocky relationship. They always yelled at each other, and my violent twelve- year- old sister had usually stormed out of the house and left me with my awful mother for weeks at a time.

My mother sighed and flinched at the sound. We pulled into the parking lot of the public park. The green grass was lush, the sun was shining, the birds were singing. Minus the horrible events of my life, it was a picture perfect moment. The only imperfection was the unsettling group of storm clouds moving very slowly toward the picnic area.

My mom unlocked the doors and grabbed the blankets and umbrellas. Thalia got out of the car, carrying me, and picked the perfect spot on the grass, sitting on a blanket. My mother waddled over in her Capri's and t- shirt. She adjusted her 100 dollar Ray- Bans. She was a former actress and was totally rich. It was a shame she didn't hire a nanny that would actually care for me. But I loved Thalia, and was inseparable from her.

"Thalia, darling could you please go get the picnic basket?", Mother asked all to sweetly.

"Whatever.", Thalia replied, picking me up. Thunder rumbled, and I looked up to see that the storm clouds were overhead.

"Leave Jason." ,Mom said sternly.

"But-"

"Just leave him. He's my son, not yours."

Thalia put me down gently, kissing my forehead., "Be right back, baby bro."

I watched as she walked away.

I turned to look at my mother. She had a wistful look in her eyes.

Thunder rumbled and she looked over my head.

"Are you sure he'll be safe, Juno?" she asked someone.

I wheeled around on my bottom and saw a beautiful woman. She stood at 5'11" and had a Mediterranean complexion. Her eyebrows were arched and her angular features were awful and pretty at the same time. She narrowed her eyes."

"The boy is my champion. I cannot guarantee his safety, but I can see that his fate involves the fate of the world. He is destined for greatness." The woman said.

Thalia walked back to the scene, holding the basket, which she promptly dropped in shock at the sight of the woman. "YOU!" she exclaimed in rage. The air around her turned electric.

"Thalia, darling. We meet again." Juno smiled.

The woman walked, or rather glided, over and picked me up. She waved goodbye to Thalia and my mother. I started crying. One glare from Juno and I stopped. In a flash of light, we disappeared.