I forgot to mention it in the first chapter, I don't own PJO, the privilege remains Rick Riordan's.

Here we go

"You can't say you don't look like a younger version of him" she said. I just sat there with my mouth hanging open for a good five to ten minutes. I felt like I was just slapped in the face by Heracles himself. "You're being serious? Oh gods above. Who's the 'lucky' girl?" "That is unimportant right now. I wouldn't tell you even if I knew."

And so begins the story of a never ending curse that people call my life. After that comment I left the forest we were in, putting on my hood so that my face was hidden. My gauntlets were already in place, heck, why I didn't use them against that big oaf the Giants call a thief, who was easy as hell to track (I mean, come on. They seriously need to rethink the meaning of the word stealth). I still couldn't get over the fact that my dad, who I was told died right before I was born, is the guy who has stolen most of the credit for things that I did.

I finally got b to Olympus, which took a long ass time, and I saw Hermes congratulating my upstart father, as if he got him his staff back. I walked up to Percy, "Hey, Perce. You finally decide to become a god?" "As a matter of fact, yes I have. Why?" "I thought you'd stay with Annabeth and stay mortal. Whats happened to that?" "Turns out she was cheating on me with some Apollo camper for two years now." "Whaaaaaaat?!" My sublty in action. No 'I'm sorry for you, man' no I have to ask questions. "Yep, that's what I said when Nico told me." I felt sorry for the guy. He was going through something I went through years ago, before I met the Hunt.

Flashback

I was the new kid in the school, meaning everyone wanted to know just where I fit in at the school. Two or three girls were drooling over me. I should tell you what I look like. I'm 5'9", have unruly black hair,sea-green eyes and a slender build. I was the cool kid in the school and I had someone who I thought would never leave me. We had been together for near three years, then I caught her kissing one of my closest friends. To sai I was shocked or pissed would be an understatement. I ended up breaking three toilets, two sinks and ten to twenty tiles. The only thing that kept me from killing myself was another friend of mine I met the day before.

End of Flashback

Here was my worst enemy going through some girl problems, and I felt sorry for him. I ended up hugging him, saying "I'm sorry for hating you, father," and running towards Central park.