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Story: Cybernetic Hero

Chapter 1: Hero Returns

Island of Ogygia - Six Months Later

Athena's POV

The world outside believes that Perseus Jackson died in the eruption at Mount Saint Helens; everyone except, Zeus, Aphrodite, Hephaestus, Apollo, and I. Zeus didn't even inform the other members of the council, including Perseus's father, Poseidon. I thought that was a bad idea, but my father overruled me.

Camp Half Blood survived an attack by Kronos's forces, thanks to Daedalus, and the satyr, Grover. I was glad that Perseus's absence didn't adversely affect the defense of the camp.

My daughter Annabeth took Perseus's death hard, I must admit that she really did love the boy, I felt bad for deceiving her, and everyone else. However, all of that is done, now back to Perseus himself. I have to admit that Apollo was right about the boy, his stamina and will to live are incredible. Perseus has endured multiple surgeries, each taking several hours at a time. The last surgery was about one month ago, and Perseus has been recovering remarkably.

"Sis, what's going on?" Apollo asked as I sat on the shore of Ogygia looking out over the horizon.

"Just thinking about Persesus. Did we do the right thing? Should we have kept this a secret?" I asked. Apollo looked at me sincerely, and I could tell that he had been thinking the same thing.

"I know what you mean, I like the boy very much, and to let people who love him believe that he is dead, well I agree it was terrible, but we had our orders." Apollo said.

"I know, but that doesn't make it feel right." I said.

"I know, do you want to know how he's doing?" Apollo asked, trying to change the subject.

"Sure, what's the prognosis?" I asked curiously.

"He woke up for the first time today, and he's coherent. His motor skills are excellent, and the implants are working. Hephaestus is very pleased." Apollo said.

"Good, so he will be able to go back to camp soon?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes, I think in a week or two he'll be able to leave here." Apollo said.

"I can't believe that he doesn't look like he's half machine." I stated.

"I know Hephaestus's new metal, what does he call it?" Apollo asked.

"Chaos metal." I said.

"Yeah right, that metal allows him to form exact duplicates of limbs, and I was able to get skin to grow over it. It is incredible that he looks like he did before, well except for the left eye." Apollo said. I remembered, just the thought of that eye made me shiver.

"He'll have to wear sunglasses, or an eyepatch when he's in public." I said. Apollo nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, a bright glowing red eye would probably give him away as different." Apollo said sarcastically.

"I thought I'd find both of you out here." Hephaestus said as he limped toward us.

"I hear from Apollo that Perseus's is doing well." I said.

"Yes, he is conscious, although he is sleeping at the moment." Hephaestus said.

"Tell us more about that metal you created?" I asked. Hephaestus walked over, and made a chair appear next to us. He sat down, and then sighed deeply.

"It is a new alloy, one of a kind. I created it using a mix of celestial bronze, adamantine, and a very special metal that I found in a meteor crater near the ancient temple to Chaos. I melded these together to form what I call Chaos metal. It is indestructible, it will grow as Perseus grows, and I enchanted a small amount when I created Perseus's left arm." Hephaestus said.

"Enchanted in what way?" I asked curiously.

"That arm of his can transform from a normal arm with skin into just about any metal form the boy can think of. That arm is a very special weapon." Hephaestus said proudly.

"What about Calypso?" I asked.

"She hasn't come near the tent since that first day. I think she believes that we created a monster. She'll have nothing to do with the boy." Hephaestus said.

"That's too bad, the boy could use a friend." I said.

"He'll have his friends back at camp when he arrives. How do you think the campers will respond to his sudden reappearance?" Apollo questioned.

"I'm sure they will be happy, but curious." I said hopefully.

"You don't believe that they'll have a problem trusting him?" Apollo asked.

"Do you mean before or after they find out what he has become?" I asked.

"Both" Apollo said.

"I think he's going to have a hard time at camp." I said. I hoped they would accept him, but I knew better.

"What about that daughter of yours, she seemed pretty worried about him when she found me?" Hephaestus said.

"I don't know how she'll react." I said.

"She's one of his best friends, he'll need her and others, if he's going to adjust to his new abilities." Hephaestus said.

"What about his memories? Will he even remember them?" Apollo asked.

"Another good question, his frontal lobe received extensive damage. He will certainly have some memories that will be lost, most likely short term, but his long term memories should remain intact. Will he still be the same person, I don't know? He will be different, the computer implants in his brain will enhance his memory and cognitive abilities. His motor cortex will give him reflexes that are off the charts." I said.

"I feel sorry for the boy." Apollo said.

"Why because we didn't let him die, or because we turned him into a monster?" I said with shame evident in my voice. Apollo and Hephaestus both lowered their heads. "I'm sorry, I know we had orders to follow, but I'll never feel good about our actions."

"I don't either, I'm a healer, not a mechanic. I want people to heal, not cause trauma." Apollo said.

"I make things; like machines, but I never wanted to turn a young boy into a monster." Hephaestus said sadly.

"Maybe, he won't be a monster." A voice said, we turned around to see Aphrodite standing behind us.

"What do you want?" I asked harshly.

"I wanted to check on Perseus. I know that all of you feel terrible about turning Perseus into what he is now, but its for the greater good. Whose to say that he wasn't fated for this, that this isn't the reason he was chosen as the child of the prophecy? He may learn to appreciate his new form and abilities. We can only assume to know; lets wait and see what happens." Aphrodite argued. We all nodded as we stood up, and followed her into the medical tent. I never would have thought that Aphrodite would be the one to talk reason to me or anyone else, but she did, and I was grateful.


Camp Half Blood - Two Weeks Later

Percy's POV

I had left Ogygia on the raft two days ago, I could see the beach of Camp Half Blood now, and in the distance the Big House was clearly visible perched on top of the hill overlooking the ocean on one side, and the camp on the other. The memories started to flow back, I could remember my first days at camp, and my friends. What I couldn't remember were the events that led me to the shores of Ogygia. Apollo told me that those memories might come back, but they might not. The damage that my brain sustained would most likely wipeout those memories, but I still had my long term memories. My biggest concern was how I felt; I felt so different. Apollo said that I might always feel different, the damage to my body was extensive, and the three gods worked hard to repair the damage. They had saved my life, but at what cost? I was more machine now than man. Am I a monster? I'm sure some people will think that, but I hoped my friends would see passed that. I hoped Grover and Annabeth would see me as Percy, and not as a robot, or some weapon. I wore the eye patch over my left eye, the first time I saw my new eye, I cried for an hour. It made me look so different, so alien. It took me two weeks to even feel like leaving the island, but I had to. I missed my mom, my friends, and camp. There is less than six months before my sixteenth birthday, the end of the prophecy was close. The final battle with Kronos was near.

The raft came ashore quietly, it was early in the morning, and the seagulls were just starting their morning flight overhead. I pulled the raft up onto the shore. I wore a simple blue shirt with blue jeans, and a pair of black converse. All given to me by Apollo. I walked toward the big house, and knocked on the door. I heard the familiar rolling of a wheelchair on the wood floor of the big house, then the door opened revealing my old mentor, Chiron. He looked at me for a few seconds, and then his eyes grew wide with recognition.

"Percy" He said. I gave him a small smile.

"Yes, sir." I said. He gave me a huge smile as he grabbed my hand to make sure that I was real.

"I've never been happier to see a camper before." Chiron said. I could see him staring at my eye patch.

"Can we go inside, and talk sir?" I asked. Chiron nodded, and then he let me into the living room of the Big House.

"Whose at the door?" Mr. D said as he walked into the living, when he saw me his jaw dropped.

"Percy" He said, I smiled at him because he said my name right, he cleared his throat, then looked at me warily. "Where have you been Perry Johnson?" I gave him a big smile, and I could see the familiar look of annoyance wash over his face.

"Its a long story, but I think we have time." I said. Mr. D sat down in the chair next to Chiron as I explained to them what I knew. When I was finished, Mr. D looked pretty pissed.

"How dare they keep this a secret for over six months." Mr. D said.

"Athena told me that Zeus swore them to secrecy, at least until I was healed." I said. They both looked at me closely, and then Mr. D stared at my eyepatch.

"Can we see it?" Mr. D said as he motioned toward my eye. I nodded, and then I removed the eyepatch, they both gasped when they saw it. I knew what they were looking at, in place of my sea green eye was a red glowing eye that shined with power. As I stared at the HUD or Heads-Up-Display, it relayed data, the computer within my brain provided information on the two beings in front of me. When I looked at Chiron, I could see him in his centaur form, instead of his wheelchair. When I looked at Mr. D I could see an aura of power around him, and my computer used his energy signature to decipher that he was a god, and that he was Dionysus. As I looked around the room; the data flowed passed me, I knew the type and age of the furniture of the room. I could see finger prints, and footprints on the floor. An absolute flood of information flowed passed my vision. I put the eyepatch back on as the information started to overwhelm me.

"Percy, are you ok?" Chiron asked. His voice broke me away from the feeling of detachment that I had to my surroundings, like I was looking through a telescope or microscope, like I was investigating a crime scene, or some very interesting artifact.

"Yes, using the eye is very unusual, I haven't gotten use to it, yet." I said. Chiron nodded, trying to act like he understood. "Can I go back to my cabin?"

"Sure, my boy, we packed up your stuff, but its all still in your cabin." Chiron said. I looked at Chiron sadly. "My boy, I'm sorry we thought you were dead."

"I understand, I just wish that I could have come back sooner." I said.

"I know you do, but from the sound of it, you weren't in control of that." Chiron said.

"Will my friends hate me?" I asked. Chiron and Mr. D both looked at me curiously, then I saw Chiron nod his head in understanding.

"She took your death hard; I tried to convince her it wasn't her fault, but she felt bad that she left you. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you." Chiron said.

"I wish I could remember what happened in the mountain, but I can't." I said.

"I know, go to your cabin, get some rest, tomorrow will be a big day." Chiron said. I nodded, and then I walked to the door. Mr. D cleared his throat, I turned, and then I looked at him.

"Welcome home Peter." Mr. D said with a wry smile.

"Thank you sir" I said as I walked out of the house. I made my way through camp, it was still early in the morning, and no one was awake yet. I walked into my cabin, when I opened the door, I was struck by the sea air, and smell of sea salt. The smell, and the feeling made me happy. I couldn't help, but smile. I walked to my bed, and fell fast to sleep, it was strange. I didn't really need sleep, but I could always go to sleep, if I wanted to. I dreamed of tomorrow, and I prayed to the gods that my friends wouldn't hate me.

AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the prologue. Those of you who are waiting for the Ocean's Son, I'm working on the next chapter now.