This is my first fanfic ever so please have mercy. I hope you enjoy this story. This takes place after TLO but Silena never died and neither did Charles Beckendorf, Percy and Annabeth stayed best friends, Rachel isn't the Oracle (but I still hate her) and Luke is still alive.

Percy's POV

Thump. I shuddered and wrinkled my nose in disgust.

Now, lying before me on the lab desk was a frog.

A frog.

I hate those little devils.

They were all of my least favorite things. Slimy, squishy, smelly, ugly, and much more.

Today is Biology, we were dissecting frogs. Mine was a dark green color. It smelled of dead fish and believe me, I know what that smells like.

Anyway, this is the story of how I helped save my father, Poseidon.

You may know him as the sea god or the earth-shaker.

"Alright, class. Pick up your scalpels and slice a thin cut vertically down your frog's stomach," my teacher, Mrs. Creverstan, announced.

She was a short, stout, rosy cheeked ancient lady.

My guess was that she was 90.

I picked up my scalpel and was just about to begin slicing when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Mrs. Creverstan looking at me.

"Percy, follow me," she said, walking towards the exit.

I followed her without a word.

She was creeping me out a little because she was silent and I suddenly noticed that she was walking a little clippity-cloppity and a little metallic sound echoed every time her left foot hit the ground.

There was only one monster that fit that description.

She led me to a large black and red door.

It had a strange H on it.

That only supported my suspicions. She opened the door, taking us outside, but in the middle of the woods.

"Perseus Jackson, I am hungry for some half-blood, and seafood is my favorite," she screeched.

Her hair erupted into flames, her clothes melded into full Greek battle armor. She opened her mouth and I saw her incisors sliding farther out of her gums. They continued sliding until they were two inches long! Then, her legs suddenly changed into one bronze leg and one donkey leg.

She half-walked, half-trotted towards me, swiping wildly with her vicious claws.

I wasn't afraid of this empousa, I'd battled-and defeated- them before. They had a fatal flaw of thinking that they could defeat anyone. I uncapped Riptide and swung but she gracefully dodged to the left.

"Yaaaaaaaaaah," I screamed and swung again, aiming for her head.

She danced backwards and smiled wickedly.

I suddenly felt afraid, and that made me feel angry. Monsters don't scare me.....usually.

I screamed again and prepared to swing when something caught my eye. Far off to my left, a trickle of water was moving through rocks.

It was a stream.

I immediately closed my eyes and extended my hand, palm down, at the stream. I concentrated and pictured water in several scenarios.

Water, crashing against a 200 foot tall cliff. Water, sending tidal waves towards Pompeii. Water, tugging ships down whirl pools. Water, killing an empousa.

That last scenario did it. I felt a familiar tugging in my gut and heard the sound of roaring waters in my ear. I heard a loud shriek a few feet before me. I opened my eyes and saw a wonderful sight.

The old empousa was trapped in a sphere of swirling water. The sphere was about as tall as myself-6 feet and 2 inches- and as wide as my arm span. In the sphere, there were miniature versions of predators in the ocean.

There was a 5 inches long, 2 inches thick great white shark biting the empousa's toe. A foot long swordfish was poking her in her back and a miniature giant squid had wrapped its tentacles around her face and it oozed black ink, temporarily blinding her.

I took that opportunity to decapitate her. Riptide swung clean across her neck and her muffled screams were silenced. She exploded into yellow dust which dissolved in the water.

You are dismissed, I thought. The sphere moved and melted into the stream. I sighed and collapsed on the spot.