This is a Son of Neptune fic, I'd originally written it prior to the release of SoN. So I guess its AU now. But I own Nothing, it all belongs to Rick Riordan.

Challenge: Note the characters mentioned in this fic are based off of historical figures. Can you figure out which ones?

Percy I

Some fight for what is right.

Some fight for what they left behind.

Some fight for gain.

Some fight for the thrill.

Me? I fight for my life, to stay alive. To see tomorrow. I'm Percy… and that's about all I know, well that and a single name. Annabeth Chase. Unfortunately I don't know if it is someone trying to kill me or a friend trying to find me. First thing I can remember is waking up to a talking snarling wolf. Telling me to get to camp, find it or die.

And then I met a kind friend who seemed to like to kill me, a nice Manticore. And I've been running since, I could kill it as much as I liked but it would never stay dead. Not once in the last two months, it would dissolve in to a golden dust. Six hours later it could be back. Lucky for me the spikes would shatter on contact. For some odd reason it reminded me of a vice principal with a tacky name. I don't know why but I knew where I was supposed to go. One place in particular I felt my self drawn to, the Caldecott tunnel.

Exactly where I was. Now was the first time I noticed it, raspberry fields galore resting on the field behind the tunnel. The hill was calling to me, having a dramatic pull. Right as I began moving to the hill I felt the bridge begin to shake. I turn to see him land on the bridge the manticore, Dr Thorn my mind was telling me. My hand retreated to my pocket as I began to back toward the hill, with drawing a simple ball point pen Riptide before I could uncap it I watched a knife soar past me and sink its self in Dr Thorn's skin, dissolving him in a second. What the bleeding Hades? I felt a chill go down my spine, where did it come from? That's what scared me. I slowly turned around only to feel a dull pressure on my neck. Looking down I noticed a short sword.

"Who are you? Why was it chasing you?" Uh…

"Percy. I don't know why he's been chasing me, hell I don't even know where I am so care to inform me? And why he won't die no matter how many times I stab him."

The pressure subsided as I realized it never should have felt like that. The girl holding the sword stepped back and glared at me with a cool calculating glare.

"What exactly did you kill?"

"A Manticore."

"Come on follow me."

"Why?"

"So you don't have to keep killing the Manticore."

Well that made sense, a lot. She took off across the bridge and up the hill pausing only at a sign for Delphi raspberries. As I caught up she continued up the hill through some wood across a stream before approaching the crest of the hill. What I saw below me was stunning, a miniature version of Rome.

"Like it? Based off of the original Rome, this is the best place in the camp. Welcome to Camp Trivitium."

Before I could even respond she continued down the hill towards 'little Rome'. Leaving me no choice I followed he down across the bridge towards Rome. before we arrived at the city she took a hard left to a rocky out cropping. By the time I caught up she'd disappeared inside. As I entered I heard voices.

"…but the vision jun-"

"Reyna stop. there is nothing we can do for him."

"But I found the demi-"

"Reyna Courday. ." Lupa spoke with incredible force

"Fine. but I still found a demigod. The one Juno mentioned."

This was the moment I chose to make my entrance. "Lupa. Found it…"

"Ah Perseus you should be dead, or not here at the very least. Vomica filiolus. Juno what have you done? Are you prepared for the repercussions? Do you remember Gettysburg?" What was she talking about? What was that she said? "Reyna please show him around camp, Perseus do me a favour. Don't kill anyone." Reyna seemed frankly terrified. And just nodded for me to come out and left herself leaving me to rush after her. By the time I finally caught up to her she was at the out skirts of little rome. I looked in awe at the senate chamber as we reached the centre of Rome. When we reached the coliseum I stopped looking at it. It reminded me of someone, only a name came to mind, no reason I could think of. Annabeth. All in All the camp was bigger than it looked. And the housing… Oh gods after weeks in the streets a soft bed would be perfect. Reyna gave me the spheel on the Roman Gods, it didn't really faze me It just made sense. She seemed to get kinda… well very pissed at me when I use Greek names not Roman. I don't know they all just made sense.

There was only one thing I hated about this camp: Darwinism: Survival of the fittest. The best fighters, healers, archers etc. got every thing, the rest got… well shit. And until you got claimed you were stuck with the children of 'Mercury'. Almost all of whom had an instant dislike for me and didn't trust me at all. Well all except for Dakota Fawkes, a daughter of Mercury. They only had two more hours of training so I got to follow them around. Latin was a disaster some kid James was teaching it. I didn't understand a single work of it, it was like Chinese to me. Then there was archery, taught by Robert Hude a child of Opuis Hyborean nymph of aim. He out classed the Apollo archers by miles, at this point in time he was on split 76. By that I mean 76 arrows split in succession. And then there was me, who was on miss number 100. Yep I couldn't even hit the target, it was awful, I even stuck an arrow in Dakota's hair. Don't even ask how. Needless to say, no one gave a shit about me, I was just some unclaimed demigod.