Hey guys here is my second fanfic! I don't claim to own any of rick riordan's creations I have used in the story. Rated M for character death, M/M smut and language, if any of this offends you then do not read. If you chose to read then please enjoy.

(I'm aware that the story is similar to Pretense's "From Montauk to the end of the world" and I have spoken to the author and been given permission. Go check their stuff out they are an amazing writerJ)

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Percy Jackson was cold, hungry and tired. He had been running for days. Most seven year olds would not have survived this long however Percy was no ordinary child, he was a demi-god a child of a Greek god and a human however he didn't know this yet, he only knew the fear of being alone.

*two weeks prior*

Percy Jackson was laying on his bed sobbing as he tried to drown out the noise of his drunken step farther Gabe Ugliano shouting at his mother Sally Jackson (she refused to take his last name), Gabe had lost a poker game with his friends and in his intoxicated state decided it was sally's fault. Percy didn't understand why she married Gabe in the first place; he was always drunk with his friends and would always take out his anger on Sally. This was the worst night to date. After he lost at poker he told sally that they would have to put Percy into care to be able continue to afford Gabe's cramped apartment. Sally of course said no and Gabe started to hit sally in anger. Percy hated Gabe with more passion than a seven year old should be able to, he wish-.

*CRACK*

Percy bolted up at the sound and ran for his bedroom door, He swung it open to find Gabe walking into his and Sally's shared bedroom and his mother lying against the wall clutching her stomach next to the T.V, it was showing some comedy which seemed a little ironic given the situation.

"Mummy, what's wrong?"

Percy's brow creased in worry and confusion at the sight of his mother, her breathing was shallow and her hand was clutched to her stomach but it was covered blood.

"N...nothing Percy."

She smiled sadly at her son as he sat next to her with worry etched into his face.

"I love you Percy, Never forget that"

Those were sally Jackson's last words as her eyes closed and her body went limp.

"Mummy?"

Percy shook his mother by the shoulders hoping to get a response.

"Mummy, please wake up."

Percy's voice was barely above a whisper as tears streamed down his cheeks as the realization slowly sank in that his mother would never wake up, but at that moment he heard Gabe walk out of his bedroom so he did the first thing he could think of. He ran.

*present day*

He'd been running for days, weeks maybe he wasn't sure, but he knew if he stopped the monsters might catch up to him and that thought pushed him on. They had chased him since he left Manhattan. He hadn't eaten in days and it began to show, his face was drawn and his eyes sunken, his ribs were clearly visible through his tattered shirt and he had a nasty looking gash on his right leg where a monster had caught up to him before escaped. He looked like death itself but despite this he still managed to keep moving only resting in the day. He didn't know how much more he could take. With the sun just coming up he decided to find a secluded place to rest, He stopped in an ally way and made a makeshift bed out of bags from the bins. Eventually exhaustion took over and he slipped into a restless sleep, He dreamt of his mother.

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A tired Luke Castellan leant against a wall to try and catch his breath after killing a monster that had been following him for the last two days. He had ran away from home because his mother would have random fits where she would start screaming about something but the nine year old was always to focused on staying away from her to ever pay attention. In the end he couldn't take it anymore and whilst his mother was asleep he took the ornamental sword she kept in her room. It was shining bronze and about three foot long, and ran never looking back.

He came back to reality when he heard a strangled sob coming from the bins, he slowly crept towards the sound with his sword raised, he couldn't be too careful after all. He pulled away one of the bags and was about to strike when he realised who was hiding. A boy no older than seven he thought, he was shocked to see the state he was in. His hair was matted and dirty, he was drawn and deathly pale and his eyes were sunken, he could also see his ribs through his tattered shirt and a nasty gash up the side of his right leg which looked infected. After another strangled sob escaped the boy's swollen lips Luke realised he was having a nightmare and thought it best to wake him from his torturous slumber.

He put his sword and backpack which contained some necessities such as food and clean water he stole from a nearby store, down next to him after clearing away the bin bags but making sure the boys head was still cushioned, he placed a hand on his shoulder and shook lightly attempting to raise him. "Hello? You need to wake up."

Luke shook the boy a little harder to try and wake him, He raised his voice slightly too. "Wake up!"

Sea green eyes shot open and met Luke's own icy blue eyes, He barely had enough time to register the fear in the stranger's eyes before he was pushed away roughly and the stranger tried to run away but it was too much for his leg to handle so he collapsed with a yelp. Luke moved forward slowly towards the terrified boy but he backed away and cowered against the wall in fear.

"P...Please don't kill me."

Luke was confused by the boy's plea but suddenly realised that holding his sword probably wasn't the best idea so he set it down on the ground slowly and then crept towards the boys with his hands raised to show he wasn't going to harm him, the boy seemed to relax a little but was still visibly terrified.

"Hey, it's ok I won't hurt you."

Luke spoke in a quite comforting voice as if he was comforting a small child which, in reality he was, however the boy still looked unconvinced and remained silent. He crouched in front of the boy and tried a different approach.

"My name is Luke, what's yours?"

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Percy's POV

Uncertainty clouded Percy's mind as he gazed upon the boy in front of him, He had sandy blond hair which looked to be naturally untidy, a natural tan and ice cold blue eyes, he looked to be in much better shape than himself as his cloths were only slightly torn and didn't seem to be too thin either. He held a sad but friendly smile as he awaited Percy's answer.

"My names Percy, are you a monster?"

Luke smiled sadly and Percy and went to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, Percy shied away from the contact but let Luke touch him, after a comforting squeeze he spoke again.

"No I'm not, but I fight them, are you hungry?"

Luke walked over to his backpack and grabbed some sandwiches and a bottle of water and placed them in front of Percy, with a small word of thanks Percy greedily began to eat his first proper meal in weeks as if Luke would take it back at any moment. He watched Luke with a mix of confusion and mistrust as to why this boy was being so nice to him when they have only just met. After finishing his meal Luke spoke up.

"Would you like to come with me?"

If Percy had still been eating he would have chocked, the question completely took him off guard. Question began to swim through his mind. Could he trust him? Who is he? Why did he have a sword? As if reading his mind Luke once again spoke up.

"Don't worry you can trust me, I'll keep you safe, I promise."

After a few moments of contemplation Percy decided it was his best bet if he wanted to survive and the boy seemed kind and able to look after himself.

"Ok, I'll come with you."

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Feldmas J