BWHAHAHAHA! I know! Weird way to start off this weird story which is really weird and it's weird cause I repeated it. Sooo! I just thought of this probably one shot. XD

I mean seriously. What would happen when Jason verses Luke? Who's gonna kick who's ass?

Using my amazing imagination, I'm gonna write it out for you guys. Out of my own enjoyment and to supply yours.

Now let's get to it!

Third Person's POV

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have two typical golden boys fight each other? Two who are amazingly handsome and hot. Two who are have that jock stereotype thing? But here's the catch. One is serious, and one is fun. And this is what happens when the two golden boys collide.

Luke's POV

I was walking down casually down the street, feeling quite happy about myself. What's not to be happy? I mended the weird relationship between my father and I. I know that Annabeth loves me, but not the same when she was still a young child. Percy saved me from being a complete douche,a and Thalia and I have had the best time of our lives, playing stupid kiddy games and having sleepovers. Though- I'm not going to admit next time- I feel kind of hurt that Thalia is this group where they have to stay committed to girls. No, I didn't meant it like that. I mean that she has to stay away from boys and not get too close to them.

Oh well, looks like she broke that rule already.

I kept wandering around aimlessly, when something caught my eye.

A boy, who looks nearly like me, in the middle of the park. He looks determined to thrash forward at his competitor. His identical sky blue eyes darkened as he lunges forward to push the person down.

Oh wait. That isn't a person. It's a monster who looks like an echidna with squirrel legs.

The monster growled in pain as it disintegrated into golden dust, which immediately blew away with the wind.

The boy didn't even acknowledge his doing. Instead, he narrows his eyes and folds his arms across his chest, as if he never killed the monster. The first question that comes into my mind is: What's wrong with him?!

He should be proud that he ended the life of that thing, and that he should probably wear a smirk right now. I know, I know. Harsh of me. But he should at least have someone to credit him. And that's what I decided to do.

I walked up towards him and congratulated. Patting his shoulder and grinning, I said, "Dude! That was amazing! Why can't you see of what you have within yourself? Be proud!"

He gave me a skeptical look and raised his eyebrows. "Why do you mean I should be proud?" He said lowly. "I killed it. End of story. Pride can take over you. Can take over others. So watch what you say, cause IDGAF."

I wrinkled my nose at his disgusting attitude. "Well fine anyways." I pointed accusingly at him. "You should be happy. And next time, YOU watch out, because you don't know who you're dealing with, Roman."

He gives me a hard look and says, "Is that a challenge? Because of so, you're dealing with a son of Jupiter, Greek. Normally I'd spare and take mercy for someone's life, but your attitude, sir." He inhales sharply. "Isn't acceptable."

I rage. How dare he tell me these, nonsensical opinions that he thinks about?!

"Says the goody two shoes! Come on here! I'll show you what a real demigod is like."

"Oh it's on, brother."

I readied my left fist into a ball, my right hand hovering above my new sword, Diatrypó. It means Pierce. And I really feeling like I need to pierce his stupid, goody two shoes brain. I don't know what had happened to my happy self. I just somehow disappeared into rage instead.

"Come at me, Golden Boy. Let's see what you've got," I growled as a weaves my sword out of it's sheath.

Jason makes a deep rumbling noise and runs towards me, as if he were to punch the lights out of me. I simply side stepped and pushed my body weight onto his side.

"No sword, I see. What an idiot you are," I mocked as I pushed him harder.

Before I could even do my second lunge, he brings out a golden coin out of his pocket. I teased more. "Oooooohhh! Shiny little thing you've got there. What's it gonna do? Buy me a trophy? Thanks!"

It only angers even more, which doesn't seem really wise of me, because he flipped the golden coin into the air, and it immediately turned into a golden sword. He catches it without any effort, and speeds toward me. I tried to sidestep, but he already knew my antics, so he jabbed his sword to the side, aiming at me.

It sliced twenty centimetre wound and I hissed in pain. The blood drenched my pale grey shirt as I gripped it with my hands.

I glared at him hard, causing the scar above his lip to twitch ever so slightly. I was enraged. So I speeded towards him like a bull. He thought I was going side stepped to trick him, which was probably illogical, knowing that I shouldn't use that anymore. So instead, I just when straight, held Diatrypó's butt up and swung it towards Jason's forehead. The collision between the two made Jason stumble to the ground, his forehead having a huge, purple bruise.

He groans and crumples up into a ball.

"Well played, Scar Face." He coughs while I purse my lips and stood up defiantly. "But I'm sure... No. I GUARANTEE that I will get you back." He holds his hand up to his mouth and coughs louder. "I swear."

"Make sure you don't swear on the River of Styx, because you'll regret it." My chin was still lifting with its defiance. "Make sure to change that attitude of yours. You'll end just like what you are right now."

With that I inhaled loudly, shook the blonde hair out of my face and marched off to where my best friend was.

Thalia.

She was watching by the coffee shop. I had completely forgotten about how we were supposed to meet up in Starbucks, but my happiness just took over my mind and just made me wander off.

The bells of the small Starbucks shop rang loudly as I walked in, hands in my front jacket's pocket.

My sky blue eyes met Thalia's electric ones. Her eyes stirred in anger, but it looked like she also had concern held in. I know her. So that's why I know.

"What was that, Luke? Seriously! I thought the Kronos had gotten out of you. But I was wrong. He left you with some of his evil." She anger didn't make her realise that I had a opened wound, in which she came to know of in a few seconds.

"Oh, Luke. What have you done to yourself?"

"It wasn't me. It was your stupid brother."

She glares harder at me.

"I know my brother is stupid, but it was actually you who had caused this mess. If you hadn't attacked, then maybe he wouldn't of attacked either."

I sigh and shook my head as she nursed to my bleeding gash.

"Thank you, Thalia. What would I ever do without you..."

"Don't worry, Scar Face. I'll always be there for you, because I'm your best friend."

And some Thaluke to end with. What?! I ship them. Don't blame me. I mean, for all you Thalico shippers out there... I mean, here's my LOGICAL reasoning. Wait, nawwww. I have nothing against you guys. You can ship whoever you want, but at least you don't try to shove it down my throat.

But anyways! I hope you enjoyed the first one shot of this series! See you next time! Fave, follow or review! And as always

stay happy- GOA