Okay so let me get started by saying I have quite a number of secrets, and they will be gradually revealed as my story is told. Secret number one, I am... to put it simply not something that should've happened, to be more specific I'm a son of Ouranos. Now hear me out, I don't know how I am even able to exist but long story short, I do. Now personally what happened next was something even I wasn't able to see coming... I woke up.

I pulled myself out of a bed, and brushed myself off which was completely natural considering I was fully aware of how long I was "sealed" (I'll explain that in more detail a bit later) I checked my surrounding and they were pretty lousy just a dusty basement with a single bed in the middle of the room, a small nightstand with my glasses on it and a staircase, so I did what I felt I should, I put on my glasses, walked up the stairs and proceeded outside.

Now before I go into detail on my surroundings I'll explain the very first thing I saw which was an extremely one sided fight. There was a boy who looked about my age (biologically mind you, not chronologically) decimating the opposing people; some kids looked as young as 12 while others looked old enough to be in university. The boy had his own personal hurricane circling him and a bronze double edged sword that looked about two and a half to three feet long, the kids charging the boy were completely outmatched, some fired arrows, others threw what looked like electrically charged boomerangs all of which was blown away by the hurricane. Suddenly I heard a voice to my right. "It's interesting seeing the top fighters at camp team up and still lose horribly to a single guy isn't it?" I turned to see a red haired girl, with a face riddled with freckles smiling at me with a questioning look on her face. "Hmmm well I don't see fights like this too often; I'm usually the one winning and being watched by others." I chided with a grin.

"A bit overconfident wouldn't you say?" she riddled "if you're so unbeatable why don't you take a shot?"

"Maybe I will"

I started towards the boy and everyone immediately took notice of me, not because I'm amazingly handsome or anything ridiculous like that, but because I was a completely unknown to all of them. While everyone backed away the boy dismissed his personal storm, ate some of what looked like a lemon square and drank what I assumed to be water from a canteen, then threw both to the side. He readied his blade and spoke "Percy Jackson, How about you?"

"Skyler and for now that's all I care to tell, this "sparring" seems fun so I decided to try my hand."

Now I would love to tell you how I was all hardcore and cool, but that's not how it was at all. I was honestly quite nervous, I sensed nothing but power and authority from this Percy fellow, and I knew if I wanted to stand a chance I'd have to fight to my fullest. So I did the only thing I knew would help me win this fight, I took off my glasses and crushed them in my hands, completely destroying any hope I had of actually seeing what was happening.