First of all it's set after the first two chapter Rick Riordan published. So it may not make any sense if you didn't read them yet.

Also I want you to know that I didn't have any special study to learn English and there could be lots of mistakes in the story. Please ignore them or tell me about them.

Finally it's my first fanfiction so I'd love to see any suggestions. I'm not forcing anybody to review, I'm not reading this for other people i'm reading it because i like it.

So, here's the first chapter, well actually third chapter.

As they reached the tunnel entrance, two guards on the door walked up to them. They had serious looks on their faces, which were full of scars. But now that Percy could examine them carefully, he could see that they were just about his age. The one on the left was a few inches shorter than him and the one on the right was just as the same height with Percy. They both looked well-built and kind of scary and they also had the expressions and the spears along with the rest of their weapons and armours which was reminding him off that film. What was its name? Spartan King or something?

Percy wasn't so sure that they were just going to let them in. But to his surprise, they both bowed down and said "Welcome, my Lady."

'Lady'? What was going on here?

"Whatta h-" Percy started cursing as the guards rose but he could never finish as June hit him hard in the head.

"No cursing, young man!" she said; well more like she shouted. "Border patrol, huh? Can sense that you're a little nervous nowadays, Bobby. What is it?" she asked the one the right.

Bobby just bowed again and said something but Percy couldn't understand since his voice

came out muffled.

"I understand you're sad about his disappearance. But you must not let your feelings get the best of you. Gather yourself, 'kay Bobby?" June asked and Bobby nodded without raising his head.

"Good day, heroes," June said.

Percy started to walk into the door which was now open as he carried June on his back.

The tunnel was dark, very dark. Only thing he could see were the torches which were starting burning as he walked near them. These torches were his guide. Every time he saw a twist, a torch was starting to burn and he chose that way.

June was so light. Sometimes Percy had the feeling that she just vanished or something and he looked back but only to see the old woman staring at him. She looked disgusting but Percy was fine with her company. She wasn't talking unless she had to and it gave Percy the time he needed to think about Annabeth.

Something about her made him uneasy. As if he should've not been here. He should have been with Annabeth. He should have been home, not in this enemy territory.

Enemy territory? Where'd that come from? He thought.

Not remembering of her appearance was just as annoying. He could hardly remember those gray eyes but that was all. No hair color, no face and also no surname. But he might have a chance to see her again. If June was right, of course… Then, a question popped up in his head.

"I gotta ask you something," Percy said, breaking the silence. "Do you know about my future?"

June didn't answer him. Instead, she burst out laughing. "I know about, both your past and your future." she said. "You, Perseus Jackson, are destined to do unspeakable things, to be the greatest power and ally not only for your own kind but also for your enemy. You have already done many things. But what you have done was just the beginning of your legacy. You are the greatest. But you will only become greater."

It was now Percy's turn to laugh. He finally managed to stop. "How can you be so sure?"

"Oh, I'm sure. It's written in the stars."

"Written in the stars? What does that mean?"

"You'll find out when the time is right." June said.

Percy thought about what she said for a while. Then he came up with another question.

"If my fate's already written, then why did you offer me another choice at the highway?"

"One must always have the right to choose." June answered.

Percy just laughed at what she said.

"What?" June asked.

"Even if I chose the other choice, you wouldn't let me go, would you?" Percy asked.

"You are cleverer than I thought you'd be, Perseus. You're right, I wouldn't. But it's my duty. I've volunteered to help you with the choices you'll make, a long time ago."

"You-what?" Percy asked; he was so shocked that he even stopped walking.

"I cannot tell you, Perseus. And don't stop now. We still got much to go."

Percy soon realized that she was right. He wasn't so sure where this tunnel was going. June told him that it was the entrance of the camp but it was like the way was never ending. He could feel something was leaving him. But meanwhile he could feel his life energy coming back to him; like he was a walking corpse before. He kept walking and walking until he saw the sunlight.

He blinked at the image before him.

There were trees, rolling into the depths of the forest. There was not a single building, a structure or any sign of human-living; except a path which was extending through the bushes. The trees were at least 60 feet tall. Their leafy branches were blocking the sunlight. Trees this tall could only mean one thing in San Francisco: This place was undiscovered.

There was a forest right here, right in the middle of San Francisco -well, not in the middle; but anyways, it's not like you could find a hidden forest San Francisco everyday.

The place was so peaceful. He could just lie down under a shadow of a tree and spend the rest of the day sleeping. He didn't sleep within last 24 hours.

"Come on, Perseus. What are you waiting for?" June asked and jolted Percy back to the present. He completely forgot about her presence.

So much for peace and quite, he thought as he took a step into the smell of sweet water. He focused and felt it; a river 500 yards away from him.

He followed the path and passed through the bushes. He could hear the flowing water now. He couldn't help but smiling at the idea of taking a dip in the river. He was like half-dead now and he didn't want to pass out cold when he was this close to the end of his journey.

As he reached the river, he heard footsteps. He was surprised, some people doing what gods know in this undiscovered forest.

Maybe it's an animal, he thought as the sound's owner came closer. But there was no chance of that with this great luck of his. Soon, he felt something pointy on his neck.

Think positive, Percy. Think positive, it doesn't have to be a sword. It could be many things, the optimistic part of him said.

Yeah, like there's any chance of that, the pessimistic part of him added.

"Slowly, turn back." a girl behind him said.

He turned back to see three teenagers in full battle armour. Two girls and a boy.

In the middle of the group was a girl with shoulder-length brown hair and stormy gray eyes. She was about 5'7 and she had a beautiful face with a fine nose and an athletic body. She was holding a golden dagger in her left hand which was now on Percy's throat. She was looking at him with a serious and a little confused expression on her face. Percy could say she was beautiful but she looked like a psycho with her dagger on his throat.

You're right, it's not a sword, the pessimistic part of him said sarcastically.

On her left, a guy about 5'11 was holding a double edged axe which was at least 4 feet long. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. He was well-built and ripped. Percy thought he could even shot an AK-47 with high accuracy . The scars and cold expression on his face made him look like a total badass. He had a pointy chin with a crooked nose. It's probably broken a few times. There were scars and bruises all on his arms. He could look like a veteran soldier if his face didn't give him the look of a 16 years old boy. With his face, he looked more like the runaway children Percy saved from a Hydra in Phoenix (long story) a week ago. But Percy was sure this guy could beat his father instead running away from home.

Percy had to admit, the other girl was dead gorgeous. She was 5'9, a few inches shorter than Percy. She had the perfect dark hair, a fine nose, and the perfect features. But the best part was her eyes. She had the brightest blue eyes he has ever seen in his entire life… Well; he might not remember his past but he was sure about it. Percy could not see any wrong thing on her body. Not a scar or a bruise. He could see the beautiful shape of her body even with her armour on. She had a wild and confident look on her face. As if he could beat Percy with her bare hands if he asked her number or what she was doing this evening. With her tall and perfect body and her incredible face she looked like a top model. Percy was sure this girl could look more beautiful than any Victoria's Secret model if she put on make-up. The girl stared at him. Percy then realized that she was examining him. The wild look on her face faded as she fully examined him. She then looked on his face and stared right into his sea green eyes. Percy gave her his coldest glance. They stood this way for a long time.

"Ehm, ehm," the ripped guy cleared his throat. Percy and the girl immediately turned their heads.

Easy, boy… Percy thought.

"Who are you?" the gray eyed girl asked. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same." Percy said.

The girl came closer so her dagger opened a small cut on his throat. Percy could feel the hot blood running down to his chest.

So the mark of Achilles was already gone…

"Look, kid" she begun. 'kid'? Percy was sure he looked older than this girl with his now two-month unshaved face. "I'm not in a good mood. I will not ask again. What are you doing here?"

"I'm carrying this old lady to a camp," Percy said. He was not scared but he didn't think he could handle these three when he was so tired.

"Which old lady?" she asked him like he was crazy or something.

"I don't know if you're blind rather stupid; but if you cannot see the old lady on my back-" Percy started but never finished. A few minutes ago, the girl put his dagger on his neck. So there were two possibilities:

1) She sliced through June.

2) June was already not on his back.

He slowly turned his head to look back.

June was not there.

"SHIT!" he screamed.

He turned to see the threesome staring at him, their jaws fallen. There was a look of disbelief on their faces.

But the expression on Percy's face should really be funny. Because all of a sudden the blue eyed girl burst out laughing. She fell to the floor and continued laughing till tears came from her eyes. Even the ripped guy was smiling now.

"I think we should let this guy go, Reyna. He must be crazy or something." the guy said.

"No crazy guy can come this close to the camp. He's not with Lupa, either. We must take care of him." the girl called Reyna said, still holding the dagger.

Percy suddenly realized what they were talking about. "Hey, Lupa is the one who sent me here."

Reyna just laughed. "And why should we believe you. You might be a spy."

"I'm not a spy. I told you, Lupa sent me here. He told me to-"

"He told you to?" Reyna asked.

"Yes," Percy said "he told me to-"

"Okay, now we really have to kill you." Reyna said. "Lupa is a she, you moron."

Bloody hell! Lupa was she? Lupa was a damn she? But how could he understand? She never talked, instead she thought.

"You have a last wish?" Reyna asked. "I can make it quick and painless for you."

Percy was really on his lucky day. It was the second quick death offer today.

He had no choice now, they wouldn't believe anything he'd say. He had to fight them.

"You know, you're too self-confident. Threatening someone with a dagger…" Percy said.

"What do you mean?" Reyna asked.

"I mean, it's a risky thing. Dagger is a very short weapon. You must be very close to your target to threat him with a dagger. What if that person uses this advantage to attack you?" Percy asked, his right hand slowly reaching Riptide in his pocket.

There was a dangerous smile on Reyna's face. "I'd really love to see you try." She said.

"Okay," Percy said, now holding Riptide tightly "I gave you a chance."

And without saying another word, he grabbed her left arm with his right hand and turned his back to her. He uncapped Riptide with his right hand as he elbowed her in the stomach with his right arm, grabbed the dagger which Reyna was hardly holding now and turned back to face Reyna, swinging Riptide and the dagger in an X-shape.

But the other two grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back just in time. But they couldn't stop Riptide reaching her right cheek.

"You're so dead now," Reyna said as the red blood running down her cheek.