Beware: Spoilers ahead!

Percy woke up completely confused. He was lying in a bed that wasn't his surrounded by people he didn't know. And they did not look happy to see him.

"Why are you here?" a nasty looking boy asked.

"Here?" Percy questioned.

"Don't be a idiot," the boy replied with a sneer as the others looked on. "Why are you here, Greek?"

"I'm sorry," Percy replied, slightly surprised by the boy's choice of words, "but I don't know anything."

"Pathetic weakling," the boy told him. "*Est stultus et temerarious puer ad venit huc," he turned and said to the others, who laughed. Percy did not completely understand the language, but it sounded as if the boy was making fun of him.

"**Non tamquam stultus tua," a girl said from the shadows. The boy looked at her.

"Jake," she said, "it is not fair of you to judge those you have not met. Maybe he's different."

"All Greeks and pathetic, weak, and stupid, Lilly," Jake replied, "you know that."

"Instead of assuming, why not give him a chance to prove himself. That is how it works around here, remember?" She glared at him.

Jake looked at her, slightly taken aback. He bowed his head. "Fine. Who should he fight?"

"Me."

Percy looked at those surrounding his bed, shocked at their reaction. This girl must be horrible if everyone was scared to fight her. Lilly turned and looked at him.

"You have 15 minutes. Get your weapon, but no armor and meet me in the ring. Bobby, show him around. And play nicely. Or else."

Something in Lilly's tone and voice had a command of air to it. Everyone quickly left Percy's side and went to busy themselves. Bobby stood awkwardly by the foot of the bed as Lilly looked down at Percy.

"You have a chance to prove yourself, son of Neptune. Don't screw it up," she said and left.

Percy looked over at Bobby, who simply gave him a blank stare. "Come on then," Bobby finally said. Percy got up and went to find a weapon, but then felt his in his pocket on an instinct. He pulled out a ballpoint pen. Knowing what to do, but not sure why, he uncapped it. It became a sword. Bobby gave him another glare.

"Let's go," was all that was said. Percy followed him to the arena, trying to figure everything out. He had no idea where or better yet who he was. The girl called a son of Poseidon, no, she said a son of Neptune. That was Poseidon's Roman name, right? Percy didn't know where he dredged up those facts, or why he completely believed in the Greek and Roman gods. It felt like it had all happened before.

The arena was packed, with people booing and hissing. Lilly sat calmly in the corner, wearing all black. She had taken off her sweatshirt, and Percy could see that on her right arm was a series of black stripes, looking like a barcode. There were thirteen of them, and on top were SPQR and a war helmet. Percy shuddered, now realizing why everyone was here to watch the fight. Everybody wanted to see how a Greek boy would fare against the daughter of Hades/Pluto.

*English translation: "You are stupid and foolish to come here boy."

** "Not as stupid as you"

OK, so that's my story beginning, more will come. :)

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