Yo guys started another story not sure where this is going either but it's also a time travel, but very different.
Percy woke up with a start, sweat pouring all over his body. He reached into his pockets for his pen only to find he didn't have pants. That was weird, he hadn't slept like this since his paranoia got the best of him and he wore his clothes to sleep so he could fight or flee at a moments notice. Well he couldn't call it being paranoid since it had probably saved his life in the past, with everything going to hell and all he and his group of campers traveled to many places and with no god except Poseidon helping them and only secretly at that dieing in your sleep because of betrayal wasn't uncommon. Of course after the first few be headings no one tried with him again, even tired and with no sleep for days he could take on a measly demigod.
He tried recalling why he didn't have pants on when he finally noticed his soroundings- a fatal mistake that he would punish himself for later, he couldn't grow complacent- he realized he was in a room, which was odd since they always camped outside, they couldn't go anywhere else as most places didn't have enough space to fit them all. The room was familiar in size to his old bedroom at his mom's apartment, in fact so was the smell it smelt way too similar to Gabe then he was comfortable with.
He slowly, with years of practice, got up quietly but swiftly he took in everything around him. Yeah, this was exactly like his room at Gabe's down to the slices of pizzas crust and old shoes Gabe left in here. He shrugged the weird feeling he was getting off, it was not good to jump to conclusions, for all he knew he could be captured and this was some kind of torture... maybe.
He grabbed the door nob and turned, it worked, could he have been saved by a slob equal to Gabe. Now that he thought of it what was he save from? He didn't remember anything up to the time he slept, he remembered there was a voice calling out, when he tried to get up he had woken here. He didn't really care too much about that, after all this wasn't the first time he'd woken t an odd place, with the world going to hell and gods of all pantheons coming out to play, there were demigods and the like forming hero summoning rituals hoping for someone to save them.
Anyway it just so happened most rituals believed him to be a modern day hero, not unexpected since the rituals were usually uncaring about who is summoned just, and when he saw the hope in the summoners eyes when they saw him he really couldn't turn them down so they usually ended up joining his group. It had taken a while for the campers to get used to the fact that there were other mystical being in the world other than demigods and gods. With things like wizards and other stuff popping all over, they had a very big group of misfits, they didn't yet have enough power to hold their ground against the monster swarms they'd taken to traveling from place to place.
A loud yell woke him from his brooding. It was an annoyingly familiar voice, just the sound of it grated his nerves. How could he still be alive!?
In his anger he'd stormed out the room to see the familiar setting of Gabe and his cronies drinking at the table. The shock alone was enough to bring him to a stop.
"What are you looking at kid? Scram! Don't just stand there!" It was Gabe who spoke first.
"..." without pause Percy turned around and went straight to his old room.
What in Hades name was happening?!
He walked shakily to his bed, but before he even made it that far he felt his legs giving out and everything going black.
"Urgh" he moaned as he awoke, usually he'd berate himself for failing to keep composed but he could excuse himself just this once due to the nature of the surprise.
He looked at his arms to see that they were indeed smaller than normal. How he didn't notice that before he could chalk up to the fact he was tired, he'd never been a morning person, and even after waking up before dawn for years he'd never really gotten used to it. It was just the way he was.
He took a moment to think things through. He didn't think he was in an illusion since even with the inclusion of all the hidden things being in the world coming into play, most fully immersion illusions depended on the will of the user in comparison to the victim, they weren't meant to last overly long while small distortion illusions could last virtually forever, as they took less power and weren't really concentrated on a certain person.
He shook his head to get back on task, it wasn't an illusion so the other two options were he was crazy or he was in the past.
None of those options gave him peace of mind. If he was in the past it meant whoever or whatever sent him here was incredibly strong, and had enough power to change the time, a lot stronger than anything he was comfortable facing. Why did he assume it was against him? Well from his past experience immortals didn't casually give out favors anonymously, well not without letting him know he was in their debt at least, and when they did they usually did so with their own agenda in mind.
Well he wasn't sure what incredibly powerful entity wanted, but he really didn't want to let this opportunity go to waste. If or when the entity decided to face him, he'd deal with that when the time came, he wasn't one to think to much on things that had yet to happen.
He wasn't really sure what to do now. Spend some quality time with his mother was probably best, in the future he never really got to spend as much time as he liked with her, but with the lives of many weighing on his shoulders things like time to his self were basically nonexistent.
He should probably find out where in time he'd ended up he was guessing he was 6-7 since Gabe hadn't hit him for staring at him for so long, even Gabe didn't have the heart to hit a child as much as he'd hate to admit. At least not without proper provocation, Gabe had no problem 'setting him straight'.
He didn't really know what he was to do for the next five or six years, he knew he wasn't going to live them in the same way, but he didn't think he could really do anything significant in the godly world, so he was most likely going to live in the mortal world, maybe become one of those child prodigies, it could be fun for a while. Besides it's not like he would be in the mortal world long.
He could probably do it too, since he knew he had a grasp on many subjects of the world. Physics and chemistry along with some mathematics being his main focus. Physics and chemistry to get a better grasp on the way his powers worked and mathematics just because you needed it for easier comprehension of the two. Also due to the fact that he was a son of Poseidon he had a really good grasp on marine biology, he just knew the way things in the ocean worked without needing to learn about them, it started with just always knowing where he was in the ocean then he suddenly found he knew about even the most trivial things about the sea, that was weird, but an interesting effect of his powers over the sea.
It was settled than he would do that for a bit. He could probably help with reducing some of the pollution done to the world, with his powers over the sea he could help scientist understand the way the sea worked since that equated to a huge factor in why they couldn't just build something that took in all the garbage and stuff. Most of the minor sea gods complained about what the mortals were doing, but never volunteered to help themselves, either thinking they were too good for that, actually being too busy or just not thinking of the idea.
That would be his first big project for the world. It was definitely going to be a ton of fun, he just needed to convince the creature of the sea not to destroy whatever machine he built which now that he thought about it might be a problem in itself, there was a division of the sea that led up to Oceanus' war, but if he remembered correctly he might even be able to bring over many of the minor sea gods to his side with the reduction of the pollution. A great deal of the minor sea gods had problems with how mortals were just throwing their trash into their domain, many of them recalled when the sea was a sacred thing that no mortals would even think to throw their trash into that led to many of them joining Oceanus.
If he could convince those same sea gods into coming back to their side, he could reduce the time it took to defeat Oceanus. That was something for a later date though, right now anything involving the gods was not something he wanted to think about during his 'vacation'.
The real problem lay in how he would get attention with his status as a child prodigy, he couldn't really just go around telling people he had the knowledge of a full grown adult, that was recipe for disaster as far as he was concerned. It would take time, first he'd have to give a reason for his sudden interest in learning. That was easy enough he was dyslexic after all, he just needed to say that his dyslexia had gotten a tad better or he could just say his interest in the sea had caused him to focus on trying to learn about it and he'd learned to cope with it.
He'd always had an interest in the sea so that wasn't too out of character, and even if it was he was a child adults usually overlooked child behavior. Next he needed a mentor of sorts someone smart and hopefully that also had an interest in marine biology. That was the hard part, there were many people that fit the criteria, but he'd didn't really know how to get them interested in him. He'd get to that later.
First he needed to get his reputation back, he might be only six at the moment but he'd already gone through three schools and that would make teachers wary of him already.
He needed to form good relations with his current teacher. That wouldn't be too hard most teachers with students at this age were really more worried about behavior then knowledge, so all he had to do was be polite and know what was going on in class and he could get enough favor from the teacher.
Well anyway he wasn't going to start anytime soon as since he was at home it was either the weekend or summer vacation, he was guessing summer vacation, but he wasn't really sure, he'd find that out later.
With that thought the excitement of the events finally got to him and he felt himself slipping into a slumber. He wasn't sure if his plans would work but he didn't mind trying, it would be a fun few years.