Percy Jackson was born from the god Poseidon and the mortal Sally Jackson, this much we know to be true. Almost everything else is a lie that you've been told, a story concocted to create a great hero and a sympathetic man in which many would rally behind when the time came. The truth is that Sally Jackson died giving birth to Percy, on August 18 1987, and that he never was raised among normal people. Percy was taken to a place called Camp Half Blood not long after his mother's death and was raised there by the mighty trainer of heroes, Chiron son of Kronos. It was at the age of five and Percy's training began, with Chiron seeing in him the same potential that he saw in ancient warriors such as Achilles and Jason (Argonaut).
Percy's training began with how to lead men and battle strategies both new and old; Chiron wanted him to be more than just a single man in an army. He was taught how to counter opponents that outnumbered him or tried to outflank him. It was in this area that Percy excelled the most out of everyone Chiron had ever taught. Pery's mind for battle strategy and discovering how and opponent thought was almost frightening at times. It was also no small secret that both the cabin leaders of Ares and Athena visited the young boy before a game of capture the flag.
It was at age seven that his physical training began on top of his continued education in the art of warfare, although even that was extended into the very boring subject of diplomacy. Archery, spearmanship, and trapmaking, were all pounded into his head daily, but it was swordsmanship that Percy truly took a liking to. By the age of ten, Percy was one of the top ten fighters in the entire camp and was commonly known as a son of one of the Big Three. It didn't take long for many of the other campers to start looking to him for leadership.
The next seven years was Percy's real time to shine at Camp Half Blood and boy were they some of the hardest years of his life. His very first quest was to track down and kill the Nemean Lion itself, something in which many thought to be a death sentence for someone so young. It was a full month later, with no word from the young demigod, that Percy came walking back into camp with the lion's golden pelt draped over his shoulders like a cape. The lion's mouth was over his head, like a menacing hood, while its front two paws were tied together around his neck to keep it in place. It was at this moment that a daughter of Ares, one Clarisse La Rue, found someone other than her brothers to look up to.
As if facing a nearly unkillable lion wasn't hard enough, Percy was next tasked with killing the mighty Hydra, although this time he was allowed to bring one fellow camper to aid him in this task. Clarisse was chosen by Percy, since her skill in combat was practically legendary at the camp and she and Percy knew each other well enough to work together. The Hydra proved to be the hardest task Percy ever had to face, since he knew that cutting its heads off would do little more than make it angry. In the past the only way such a creature died was from having its one immortal head ripped off while the others were cauterized after being cut off. Needless to say Percy decided to try a more direct approach.
He and Clarisse lured the mighty monster all the way to a nearby lake, one deep enough so that even the monster itself could swim in it, and it was there Percy called upon his innate powers for the first time in his life. The lake water came alive as tendrils of water drug the Hydra under while forcing itself down each of its nine throats. Percy felt like it had nearly killed him but he forced the water to expand deep within the creature's body, to the point that it was literally blown apart into golden dust. Killing it may have been simple, but the act of getting it to the lake left wounds on both campers that would soon leave scars. Percy chose to share the glory with Clarisse instead of making it all about himself, like so many other past demigods had done, and it was because of that she became is first loyal supported. Wherever Percy went, Clarisse would follow without question
Several more trials later, not to mention upping the training each of the campers went through, and Camp Half Blood was thriving with Percy being the camp leader in all but name. Even his famous teacher said that there was little more he could learn. So you could say that's when the son of Poseidon began changing things around the camp no one complained all that much. He took each of the houses and forged them into a well oiled fighting machine by the time he hit fifteen.
Each time a new demigod was found trying to make it to camp, while being chased by monsters, the entire camp itself would mobilize into a small army to protect their new brother or sister. The leaders of each cabin became something of a council that would help Percy manage the camp, which helped to take a load off Chiron's back. Chiron allowed much of this to happen, seeing no harm in the campers actively trying to improve their already endangered lives and he couldn't have been more proud of the child he'd raised.
This was Percy Jackson's goal.
He would make a place safe for all demigods and fight tooth and nail to keep it that way. It also around this time that Percy began quoting a book he had read some time ago, said by a man who he felt a certain amount of kinship with.
"When your enemies defy you, you must serve them steel and fire. When they go to their knees, however, you must help them back to their feet. Elsewise no man will ever bend the knee to you."
Just a little thought I had after finishing the Percy Jackson books for like the tenth time. I'm thinking about turning it into a story if enough people think it's worth it. So drop a review and let me know what you think.
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