3rd POV:
A woman sat on her thrown in the Olympian thrown room, looking down at the world. She watched families and married couples, looking to see who was loyal and and who was not as well as how unified families were. One family caught her eye. There was a young woman, known as Sally Jackson, who was sweet and kind, and was trying to stop her boyfriend, Gabe Ugliano, from beating her child. She could tell that Sally did not love Gabe, but was only with him to protect the baby boy. The child was only a few weeks old, yet was able to withstand being abused with a belt. The woman pitied the child and felt an attachment to him, a need to protect him. But she couldn't, for the child was a demigod, and she was supposed to depise all demigods for they showed how unfaithful her family was. The woman sighed paid turned her attention to her arguing family.
"Hera, the meeting is adjourned." her husband told her when she realized the other throwns were empty.
She nodded slowly.
"Thank you Zeus. If you will excuse me, I would like to take a walk in the mortal world." Hera said.
Zeus nodded and Hera flashed into the busy streets of New York. Hera walked among the tourists, businessmen, families, and friends as if she was just a mere mortal like them. As she wa walking, Hera heard a child wailing, though the mortals didn't seem to care. Hera followed the wails of the child and ended up in an alleyway, where she saw a cardboard box. Hera walked towards the box and dropped to her knees to look into it. Hera gasped as she looked into the box. It was the baby from before, that was being abused. He was snuggly wrapped in a warm blue blanket, and his eyes were shut tight as tears spilled downcache wheels. There was a note in the box. Hera read the note quickly.
"His name is Perseus Jackson. I call him Percy. I had no choice but to do this. Please let him know I'm sorry when he is older, and tell him I will always welcome him with open arms when he's older, and if he wants to see me. Please, take care of him and give him a good life. Thank you."
Hera could imagine Sally writing this with tears streaming down her face. Hera sighed and picked up the baby, Perseus.
"Shh. It's okay Percy. You're safe now." she murmured.
The baby stopped crying, and he opened his eyes. His eyes were a beautiful sea-green that looked familiar to Hera but she did not care at the moment. Percy soon fell asleep in Hera's arms, and Hera did the only thing she could think of. She flashed herself and Percy to Olympus.