Forever wishing I owned this series

Percy had never run for so long in his life. He had to hide underneath a tunnel to catch his breath. Looking down at the water, he had to admit that he felt a strong urge to jump in. Abandon the quest and just plunge in and regain his strength.

Immediately he felt guilty. His friends were waiting for him back at the ship, he couldn't leave them.

For the last hour and half Percy had been attempting to find a large chunk of Celestial bronze Hazel had detected.

Of course with Percy's luck they had found it no problem and then boom. Two hellhounds and Percy's best friend The Minotaur show up in the middle of Verona.

He had urged Hazel to return uncapping Riptide and taken the monsters on. He however knew something was wrong; No matter how many times he slashed and juked it was like they had been blessed and were near impossible to kill.

He did the natural thing and run 4 miles to the closest water source, the river Adige.

That was when everything changed. He had breathed a heavy breath and turned sharply around the corner…Straight into a well-dressed man.

"Now, now, now where are we off to in such a hurry". The guy was clearly American, in an extremely nice sports coat.

Percy brushed past the man and yelled an apology but he couldn't waste any time talking to a mortal as he tried to save his own life. He slid down the ravine and sunk a few feet into the water. Immediately he was full of energy, he was unbeatable.

Being unbeatable was good for Percy just then because the monsters descended upon him. He felt the familiar tug in his gut and water rush past him sweeping away his foes.

He twisted his hand trying to send them down the river, but they simply stood their ground and for the first time ever, Percy's powers failed him. The water died down and yet there stood two hellhounds and a Minotaur. They didn't look happy.

It took Percy all of about 5 seconds to decide what to do next, he ran and then well he ran some more. He had managed to make it back to the streets where as he peeked behind him, he knew he had to do something.

He uncapped Riptide and was ready to make a final stand. The Minotaur charged, Percy stood until he could hear the beast breathe and jumped aside as quick as possible, he slashed with his sword and was only able to tear out a chunk of hair.

To say that made him mad was an understatement, he was out outraged; he stomped his hooves with a murderous look and charged once more.

His assault was once again avoided as Percy dove to the side. He jumped up and spun around rapidly just fast enough to be knocked back down by a hellhound.

The two had joined their friend who now all advanced slowly in a direct line, all snarling hatred in their eyes, as Percy groaned and prepared himself for the attack.

Percy felt a hand on his shoulder and for some reason was not too surprised to see the mortal man from the bridge.

He glanced around, sighed and walked up to the attackers and put his hand up, yes he put his hand up as if that would work. He continued walking, much to Percy's disapproval.

" Uhh, hey dude I don't know what you're seeing here but those things are going to kill you" Percy reached out to him but he seemed to know what he was doing and Percy was positive he could see through the mist. Then he spoke,

"Stop, beast you have no place here, Perseus Jackson is under my protection, leave now and don't return"

Percy had to step back because he could feel so much power radiate from these words, and as the monsters seriously left, there wasn't a doubt in his mind that this guy was an important immortal.

"Come Percy" He beckoned forward to a black Cadillac in which he seated himself. He knew getting into a car with a stranger was completely stupid but he was almost in a trance and found himself closing the door and looking to his right.

"Now Percy" He started in a serious, melodramatic tone.

"Something is going to happen, something serious and when it does I want you to come to this place" He slipped a piece of paper into Percy's jacket.

Percy glanced down and then turned back full of questions. One problem, he was alone. He was confused and tired and wanted to get back to the Argo II. He looked at the paper; there was a pair of coordinates and something else written on the bottom.

In the land of love, the sky shall turn

The first of five, the sea destroyed

That might have been a little short and fast but that was only an intro, anyways who is this mysterious man?