P.S. This is my first PJO/HoH story, so please review and give me advice. Thanks so much! ;)

The Combination

Chapter 1- Post Mortem

The first concussion cut him up the side with a huge Imperial gold blade. The organs were thrown into the air like pressure built up in an active volcano, exploding with tremendous force. They were scattered into a dark sea of blood and bones; and the soul, in a million pieces, went on, a young boy seeking his purpose.

Percy woke up to the sound of calm waves, they weren't even waves, ripples maybe. How that would wake someone up was a mystery, but time went on, the question forgotten. He blinked the sand out of his eyelashes as he sat up, his cold bony hands piercing the wet sand as he peered at the beautiful landscape. But Percy was confused. Usually when he woke up on the Argo II, he was between fresh, clean, laundered sheets and there was always a newly squeezed glass of thick orange juice on the table under the dim pink lamp, probably prepared by Annabeth, who knew there was a big day ahead everyday.

Now there was just him, the ocean, the sand, the sky, and silence. He was dead and he knew that. This was when he was left to deliberate.

The people he had left behind, they were probably mourning him right now. Those who cherished him, cared for him, loved him. The waves crashed once again as Percy's thoughts went grim.

He hadn't seen Mom or Paul since... Percy couldn't even remember. Just to see their faces again would kindle love and family thoughts. He wondered what they were thinking. Probably too busy weeping at their loss.

And Annabeth? Percy was too burdened and full of grief and sadness to think of her right now. A single tear slipped down his face. Maybe next time, he thought. Percy used all that was left of his strength to push himself up off the sand and strolled around the crystal beach, the waters glistening in now the sunset. He stopped and faced the ocean.

"Father!" Percy's voiced echoed into the vertex of pinks, purples, and yellows. "Was I of honor to you? Were you proud?" he desperately cried.

I had so much, but now I have so little.

As the evening sun went more and more down, Percy sat down and crossed his legs, meditation style, and quietly hummed the old songs that the campers sung around the campfire at Camp Half Blood at night. The smell of marshmallows and graham crackers and the friendly faces that he would smile and laugh with. Annabeth was always next to him and Grover on the other side. They had known each other since they were 12 years old.

Good times.

Speaking of back then, is this what happened Bianca? Zoe Nightshade? Charles Beckondorf and Silena? And Luke? Were they all transported to this same beach when they died? Would he be able to see them again?

Percy could only hope as the night grew deeper in. He laid flat on his back, dreaming of times of good and bad, interesting and boring, wondering where he would go on after his actual life.

Post Mortem

That meant "after death" in Latin. He thought about this as he fell asleep, waiting for another meaningless day to pass by.

When Percy woke up in the morning, he crawled his fingers into the sand. But it was way stiff and cold and much too hard to be sand. He looked down and there was blood on his fingers, because he was scraping his fingers against tough gray cement. Percy looked around at his surroundings.

It appeared to be a small simple room. The walls were chipped beige and the ceiling lights looked as if they were going to fall out of their bulbs sometime soon. A small square opening appeared to be a window, only letting a few rays of sunshine get in. There was a small twin sized bed, and it was made so that the plain white sheets looked its crisp finest.

I could never sleep there, Percy thought as he continued to curiously examine the room.

"I slept there once, actually." said a feminine voice. Percy tensed as he literally jumped as he turned around to his back, his ballpoint pen celestial bronze sword, Riptide, opened up and the metal was shining from the sunlight that was coming in the small room.

"Did I seriously just say that aloud?" he asked jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yes. Yes you did." the girl chuckled and smiled sincerely.

She had long golden hair tied up in a ponytail and calm blue eyes. She was tanned and looked strong, fierce, like a soldier even. The girl that was right in front of him was wearing a gray hoodie and long skinny jeans. She also had three birds tattooed on her neck. Not someone you'd expect to live in this environment.

"So what, this your jail cell?" he asked half hoping that it wasn't.

She frowned. "No, this was my old bedroom when I was still growing up." She looked around. "But I must admit, it does look like one."

But Percy's mind was bursting with questions.

"Why am I here?" he inquired. "Yesterday I was in a tropical paradise. And now I'm in your bedroom."

"Your soul was seeking refuge." she answered simply. "And it brought you to another lost dead soul to discuss your past, mistakes and triumphs." She tilted her head.

"So tell me," the girl calmly said. "I'm listening."

Percy couldn't help but feel angry. There was so much going on in his life and this girl was just acting like it was no big deal. It was like she encountered many things he did, probably worse things.

"Are you a demigod?" he blurted out.

"Demigod?" the girl looked confused. "Whats a demi-"

"Then who are you?" Percy interrupted.

There was a long silence. Then she took a deep breath.

"You wanna know who I am?" she pierced him with her glittering eyes.

"Yes."

"Then let me show you." and the girl gripped his hand.

*Flashback*

"Your test results were Abnegation, Erudite, and Dauntless."

"But Tori, what does that mean?"

"It means you're divergent."

"How'd you do that?"

"Do what?"

"I have never seen anyone do the fear test so quickly. You're divergent aren't you."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Four."

*End Flashback*

"So who are you?" asked Percy, wondering the reason for even showing him memories of her life.

"I am Tris Prior, and I'm divergent."

So that was the first chapter. Like it? Please review! And btw I'm sorry that it was kind of short. I usually write longer than this.