Author's Note: Hi! This is my first story, so I'm kinda nervous. If you catch any mistakes, grammar, spelling, etc. then send me a message, and I'll fix it. I know this is probably one of the most overused storylines here, but give it a chance! I won't mention the next Great Prophecy in this story, but if all goes well, I might make a sequel to this. WARNING: I'm writing this story down in a notebook, and then typing it up here. These are freakishly long chapters, but bear with me. So without further ado, enjoy my story!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own PJO; if I did, Nico would get a much bigger part :). I also do not own Care Bears or Hades' toga (not that I want to…)

Half-Bloods of Olympic Proportions

Chapter 1: I Build Legos With a Titan

"Get a room!"(A/N: I know, overused line too. Don't judge!) I groaned at the couple making googly eyes at each other on the other side if the Poseidon cabin. They've been going out for two years, yet they still don't understand that no one wants to be around when they decide to get all sentimental. Including me. Especially me. I threw a pillow at them once they started to lean in.

"Here's an even better idea," said Percy, after he dislodged the pillow from his dace. "Why don't you go into another one?" His sea-green eyes flashed with annoyance.

"This is my cabin, I can do whatever I want. Unlike Annabeth, who's breaking the rules just being here." I peered at her; she was blushing, being the rule lover that she is. Yes, I read the camp rule book.

"But I was here first." Percy responded. "How old am I?"

"Eighteen." I muttered.

"And how old are you?" He pretended to think.

"Fifteen, but sixteen in a few weeks!" I protested.

"So? You're still younger than me. That makes me the boss of you!"

"Are not."

"Am too."

"Are not."

"Am too."

"ARE NOT!"

"AM -"

"Guys! Shut up!" yelled Annabeth. Then she mumbled something like, "immature idiots." That's Annabeth for you. We all just ended up glaring at each other from different sides of the room, too stubborn to break the silence.

Oh, I probably should introduce myself. Excuse my rudeness. The name's Alec Anderson. (A/N: It took me forever to come up with this name, but I like it. It's catchy…) But you can call me Alec, Poseidon's Favorite Son (No matter what Percy says), Your Excellency, etc. Whatever works. Anyway, you're probably thinking, who the heck are you? Let me make it easier and use my soon-to-be adoptive last name: Jackson. So now you're thinking, Jackson… Hey! You wouldn't happen to be, by any chance, related to- Yeah, I am. I'm related to Percy Jackson. Yes, THE Percy Jackson. The one from the Great Prophecy. A child of the Big Three. The one who saved Olympus. I could go on and on, but you get the point.

I was his infamous brother. After Percy made the gods swear on the River Styx to claim their children, a satyr found me and brought me here, to Camp Half-Blood. Like most campers, I had no idea what the heck was going on. I had just learned that I wasn't fully human, and the stuff from Greek mythology still existed. That's not something you expect to hear when you're twelve with ADHD and dyslexia.

Of course, the Stoll brothers, Connor and Travis, welcomed me to camp with a prank. They thought it was hilarious to put manticore spikes on my bed right before I plopped down. I thought it was hilarious to leave bruises on their faces. Chiron thought it was hilarious to give us all kitchen duty. (Heheh… he said DUTY. Sorry, my 10 y/o side is showing) Anyway, once Poseidon claimed me, I met Percy. Let's just say he wasn't the nicest brother in the world to me. He got pretty annoyed that he had a sibling. And he wasn't exactly psyched to share the cabin with me. But we learned to get along. Well, most of the time.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when a splash of water hit my face. I almost fell down, being so lost in my thoughts, and I caught a glimpse of an empty glass of water that was full a second ago.

"You're a dead man, Percy." I gave him my best you'll-pay-for-that-very-soon look.

"Ooh, I'm so scared of my little brother." He taunted, coming over to ruffle my hair. I was seriously thinking about biting is arm, but the door opened.

"Knock, knock," said the boy with a pale complexion and black hair said. (NICO! I wanted to give him a bigger part, because he's awesome!) "Wanna take a shadow travel trip, Alec?"

"Nico! Perfect timing. I thought I would be stuck with Seaweed Brain over here."

Percy rolled his eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Kelp Face."

"Hey, stop taking me nicknames!" Annabeth complained.

I gave them a mock salute. "I'm outta here. I'll be back for dinner." I was halfway out the door, when I knew it was the perfect time. "But first," I grinned at Percy. "I think you ego needs to be brought back down to earth." I winked at him and closed the door. A second later, I heard him crying out in frustration, trying to get out of the fault line prison I just made him.

"Nice one, man." Nico and I high-fived each other.

"Alright, where to?"

He smiled mischievously. "I'm in the mood to visit Bob."

"Let's go!"

And with another high-five, we shadow travelled to the Underworld.

"Aa-AACHOOO!" My sneeze echoed through the halls of Hades' palace.

"Dude! Do you WANT me to get swine flu?" Nico asked, looking disgusted.

"Sorry, shadow travelling makes me sneeze."

"It takes some getting used to. At least I'm not as tired as I used to be." He stifled a yawn. "Lemme check in with my dad first before we mess with Bob."

Like Percy and me, Nico was also a child of the Big Three. Only his dad was Hades. The Big Three are the sons of Kronos, the evil Titan Lord, and the three most powerful gods; Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. They made a pact after World War II to stop having children with mortals, but Zeus and Poseidon already broke it. Hades technically didn't break the pact, since Nico, and his late sister Bianca, were born before they made the promise and were kept in an enchanted hotel, but that's a completely different story. Personally, I think my dad's the coolest out of all of them, but don't tell Zeus or he'll blast my head off with a lightning bolt.

"Father? Helloooo? ANYONE HERE?" Nico's voice echoed through the empty throne room.

Poof! Hades appeared on his throne, looking as frightening as ever. "No need to raise you voice in here. What do you want?" Nico and Hades had a rocky relationship. Let's just say Hades won't be getting an award for Best Father of the Year anytime soon.

"W-we were j-just stopping by to visit, Father." Nico stuttered. He was terrified of Hades. Well, who wouldn't be if your old man was Lord of the Dead and could banish you to Tartarus just because you forgot to feed the dog? (Or in this case, the hellhound) Talk about effective parenting.

"Yes, yes, well don't be too long." Hades said. "I am a very busy man. I do not wish to be bothered by… teenagers." He wrinkled his nose, as if Nico smelled like the Aegean stables. I tried to keep my temper down. Who did he think he was? He didn't have to be such a jerk. He's lucky to have any visitors at all, being the grouch he was. Jeez, who put Greek fire up his toga?

"Yes, we know how busy you are pretending not to be lonely." I said. Stupid ADHD. I silently prayed to me father that Hades wouldn't kill me. Or worse.

"I should have you sent to the deepest part of Tartarus." Hades said quietly, which made it seem more deadly. "The Titans would gladly tear you limbs apart." Thunder rumbled from above, and should've been impossible to hear in the Underworld. "But alas," He continued, sounding extremely bored. "You're Poseidon's little spawn. But you better watch it, Anderson. I might not be as forgiving next time." And with a puff of dark smoke, he disappeared.

Nico cleared his throat. "Let's find Bob, shall we?"

We went in and out of corridors and door, up and down stairs, and sometimes, right through walls. Skeletons on guard passed us by; nodding to Nico, glaring at me. When I asked Nico about that, he told me it wasn't personal.

"The dead resent the living." He told me. "Well, except for children of Hades, but only out of fear."

Finally, we came across a big room. The door was labeled "Lapetos' Bob's Room" Bob used to be a Titan named Lapetos. That is, until Percy took him on an unexpected swim in the Lythe River. (A/N: It's from The Demigod Files) If you get so much as a drop of water on you, your memory will be wiped clean. You'll forget your name, parents, friends, what you ate for dinner, the whole sha-bang. Luckily, being the son of Poseidon and all, Percy stayed dry while the Titan got drenched. When they got back to shore, Percy told Lapetos that his name was Bob and he was a friend. Apparently, his smarts went away with his memory, because he wasn't the sharpest blade in the armory.

As Nico and I went into the room, something crashed down, nearly squishing us into pancakes-a-la-demigods. Something big, and red. We both got out our swords: Nico, his Stygian iron sword, and me, my trusty blade Wavecrest, (A/N: Basically like Riptide) a gift from my father. Warily, we took a few steps, back-to-back, ready to fight.

Another giant thing fell down, this time blue. I cut it in half, while Nico hacked and slashed. I thought we were doing pretty well, until I realized it wasn't attacking back. I motioned for Nico to stop.

"What is it?" Nico asked as we got a closer look.

"Careful," I warned him. As I learned from my two years as a half-blood, nothing is safe. "It could be dangerous."

Finally, we peered at it. Then Nico rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm terrified all right." He said sarcastically.

There, cut into little squares, courtesy of us, were the remains of a giant Legos block. I mean it was huge, easily taller than a car.

"How did it fall from the sky?" I wondered. Nico and I looked at each other.

"Bob." We said in unison.

Bob was hidden behind a massive tower of Legos. "Friends!" Bob cried happily, clapping his giant hands together. "Bob have visitors!"

"Hey Bob." I said. "What's up, man?"

"Playing Legos." He replied, stacking a green one on his tower. "Bob like Legos." Okay, so he had a mind of a kindergartener, but who could blame him?

"That's great, Bob." I said, not wanting to offend him. Just because he wasn't bright, doesn't mean he can't throw a Titan tantrum.

"Play!" He ordered. "Play with Bob!"

Trying to avoid lake-sized tears, Nico and I started to build. It was extremely hard considering that the blocks weighed more than us and Bob kept laughing and clapping. Every time we got a stack, Bob knocked it down. It went on like that all afternoon.

"Blocks go BOOM!" Bob cheered. I had a feeling he would get along great with my half brother (and Cyclops) Tyson. "Again!" he said as I dodged another Lego.

"Sorry Bob," Nico panted, checking his watch. "But we gotta go."

"Stay! Bob want play!"

"No can do, sorry. Maybe another time." I said as we inched towards the door. Another time with lighter objects. I added in my head.

Bob saw what we were planning to do, and blocked the doorway with Legos. "Play NOW!" He ordered, banging his fists, causing mini earthquakes.

Distract him. Nico mouthed behind Bob's back. Quickly, I conjured up a plan and motioned for Nico to follow my lad.

"Alright Bob, let's play!" I said cheerfully. Dang, I was a good actor.

"Yay!" Bob jumped up and down. He steered us towards the blocks.

"Just stay still and close your eyes." I told Bob. "I have a surprise for you."

"I love surprises!"

"Then be patient."

Slowly, Nico and I got to work. It's nice to have a best friend who understands your crazy ideas. After about a half an hour, we were almost finished.

"Ready yet?" Bob asked for the millionth time.

"Almost, Bob." Now I know how parents must feel in the car.

As we put the last few blocks in place, Bob decided that we were taking too long. "NO MORE WAITING!" He said, roaring. "SURPRISE NOW!"

"Okay, Bob," Nico said, putting the last Lego in. "You can open your eyes now."

He opened his eyes. "Huh? What is this?" He demanded.

"A fortress." I yelled as we dashed across the room. "Have fun!"

"Come back!" He cried, easily smashing our Lego tower down, giving us just enough time to escape.

We slammed and locked the door shut, hearing the muffled cries of Bob the Titan as he threw Legos at the wall.

"Next time," Nico huffed. "We're buying him Care Bears."

Then we shadow travelled back to camp.

So how'd you like? The first two chapters aren't much action, but I just wanted to introduce all the characters. There might be a lot of explaining, but I wanted it to sound as book-y as I can. My relatives are going to visit, and they're using my room, with my computer, so I won't update for a while. 2 weeks, at least. Sigh… Anyway, review! Tell me what you think, anything I can fix, any story ideas, anything at all! (I hope I didn't sound desperate…*You are!* Shut up self! *You shut up!*)