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Daughter of Poseidon

Chapter One: A Centaur Appears By My Fridge

I, Percy Jackson, was much surprized when a centaur Iris messaged me one Saturday evening. By this time, I was 23. Yes, 23. Haven't heard from me in a while, huh? Well excuse me for being ignorant. Annabeth and me were married and living happily ever after in a small house in Manhattan, New York.

What has happened in the past six years? Well, the main thing was that neither I nor Annabeth had died (yet), so that's probably the biggest news.

Annabeth was still designing things for Olympus, which was still located on the 600th floor of the Empire State building.

I worked mostly at Camp, teaching a bunch of kids Greek fighting skills. Occasionally I was called to Olympus to solve my dad's problems and stop small arguments between him and his brothers…Great fun listening to yelling of course, I'm just glad that the only yelling I've heard in years is from Annabeth and she's harmless. Okay maybe not so.

Anyways, we did, of course, have to have normal jobs to pay for our house and car and whatnot, unfortunately. Annabeth was a tutor for a couple kids who had trouble in Latin and Greek classes. Some of you may be disappointed that she isn't an architect like she dreamt of, but she actually does a LOT of designing for the gods. She stays up late every night on her laptop working on new projects that I don't care to hear about. My job? Surfing lessons every Tuesday. A classic Poseidon sort of job.

Don't be thinking the monsters left us alone, though. We were still demi-gods. Valuable ones at that for have staying alive this long outside Camp. The monsters still attacked, however they weren't too anxious to. Annabeth's dagger and Riptide were always with us at all times.

Anyways, Annabeth and I were sitting at the table one night. I polished my sword as Annabeth drew out some kind of statue or something for Persephone's garden.

"Percy, could you stop making that noise?" Annabeth demanded.

"What noise?" I answered.

"That tapping noise. It's annoying."

As you can see, we haven't changed much.

All of a sudden, a centaur was beside our fridge. Naturally, I dropped my sword, and Annabeth jumped up and pointed her dagger at the human/horse.

"Whoa, whoa. Only me." Chiron said and Annabeth relaxed and lowered her knife.

"Chiron! Where'd you come from? I mean it's good to see you but... You scared us." I admitted.

"Yes, I could see that," Chiron turned to Annabeth, "Always on the ready like normal. But Percy…" He turned back to me and sighed, "Good effort, but I guess we still have to work on that."

I blushed and picked up my sword.

"So how are things going? At Camp and all." Annabeth asked.

"Oh, very good. You'll have to come with Percy sometime and see your cabin. Malcolm still considers himself as second-in-command after you, you know.

"Does he? I didn't know."

"Oh, yes. You should see him boasting about how the Athena cabin's head counsellor is one of the eldest demi-gods alive. You're still very popular at Camp." Chiron explained.

"What've I been telling you?" I asked exasperatedly,

"You haven't told me anything." Annabeth objected.

"You never listened, I assumed you knew. I'm always getting lots of attention when I teach. You'd love it."

"Yeah, yeah. You know I've been busy. But I'll try to stop by sometime, Chiron." Annabeth reassured him.

"Good. So the main reason that I've called is for Percy. Although, it's wonderful to see you again, Annabeth." Chiron quickly corrected himself. "I was hoping that you'd stay at Camp a while, Percy, you see, there is a camper who I believe you ought to meet." He explained.

Percy smiled, "Who is this camper?"

Chiron replied, "Her name is Sashta and she arrived this afternoon. She's seven years old and she seems to me to be a daughter of Poseidon."

I stared at him for a few minutes, registering this new information.

"So, the gods HAVE called off the Big Three, then. Kept their word." I said, aware of Annabeth's eyes on my face, trying to read how I was taking the new information. Even I didn't know how I felt. I was the one who had called off the Big Three, basically enabling my dad to have more demi-gods…But now I realized that I kind of liked my title. 'The son of Poseidon' or 'Poseidon's kid' was what I grew up to be. I mean there's Tyson, but he's off in Poseidon's palace. Now there was someone who would possibly take my place at camp. Did I like this idea?

Chiron nodded, "I thought you must have known that already, seeing that you go up to Olympus on a regular basis."

"Well they're all the same in power but I was never sure about the whole…You know, hooking-up-with-mortals aspect of things."

"Well, your dad must have gotten busy right after the titan war, given Sashta's age."

Great. Right after I'd made him proud. Proved that I was a worthy son, a hero. The he decides that he liked the fame and decided to try for it again. Sure, thanks dad.

"I'll come tomorrow." I told Chiron, even though I wasn't too thrilled about it.

"Good man!" Chiron smiled, "I'll see you then. I hope to see you too, my dear." He added to Annabeth.

Then he swiped his hand through the mist and was gone.

I sat there for a minute, silently.

Then I got up and said, "I'm going to bed. Good night."

"Wait, wait." Annabeth grabbed my arm before I could leave, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I lied, "Another sibling. It's great!"

Annabeth didn't look convinced, but she let me go anyway.

New Poseidon kid. She has a LOT to live up to.

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