Disclaimer: Zane and Ryan belong to Zayden StormVoid.

As I approached the dining pavilion, I heard two male voices talking. I assumed they were the voices of the two new kids. I entered the pavilion to see the two boys sitting at one of the tables, facing away from the table. Will hovered around them, patching them up to the best of his ability, which is to say, they were in the best medical care next to Apollo himself. The campers who were still conscious after the party were all gathered in the dining hall. The two new kids were reciting their story as I walked in. Nico stepped out of Wills shadow. The Apollo boy didn't even stop his work, used to his boyfriend popping out of his shadow at random times. (Yes. Nico and Will are still a couple in this story. I need it for a later plot device. I agree with Zayden that this relationship always seemed a little weird, almost as if Rick had thrown it in last minute. Anyway, Nico and Will are both bi in this story, as are most of the campers. Being descended from gods means they don't really have the same orientations as normal humans. Anyway back to the story)

"So, what's your guys' names and stories?" I asked. The first boy glared at me. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a striking resemblance to Jason. That thought brought up dark memories, and I struggled to maintain my poise.

"We were already telling it, you should have gotten here sooner if you wanted to know," the blonde said. I was taken aback by his arrogance. In all his time here, not even luke would have shown this much bravado to such a clearly senior camper. I stared the boy down before responding.

"I would have been here sooner had you killed the minotaur before entering the camp," I said. I then added something more just to rub it in, "As I did when I first came to camp, at a younger age than you, I must say." The kid curled his lip. His friend interjected on his behalf.

"We would have killed it. We were just trying to get to the top of the hill so we could have the hi ground." I raised my eyebrows in sarcastic disbelief. This kid was nearly the spitting image of me, had I been half a foot shorter, and skinny and lanky, instead of ripped with muscle.

"Sure, you would have a kid. Now, Names, both of you."

"Best tell him, sons," Chiron said.

"Were not your sons old man," The blond kid told Chiron. I disliked these guys even more with each passing second. I was quickly coming up with a theory, while utterly ridiculous, seemed to fit this situation quite well. "Anyway," the kid continued, "I'm Zane Sky,"

"And I'm Ryan Markus," the black-haired demigod, who I had a sinking suspicion I might be related to, said.

"Now, you can continue where you left off," Chiron said.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," Zane said glaring at me. I glared right back at him. Eventually, he turned away from me and continued. It was my fifteenth birthday, I was throwing a huge party. All my friends were invited."

"And some people who weren't your friends," Ryan interjected. Zane nodded his head

"My parties were the best, everyone in school knew about them. Anyway, there Ryan and I were, chugging a few beers by the pool when this dude walks up to us."

"Yeah, He was kind of old, and dressed horribly, like he was supposed to be out fishing or something," Ryan continued the story, "He also had this huge beard. Mom kind of freaked when she saw him."

"Yeah, Oh, were half-brothers by the way, probably should have said that earlier. Same mom, different dad. Anyway, old dude walks up to us. He points at us then says, 'you have been chosen, go to this camp, and there you shall be treated like kings.' He handed us a piece of paper with the address of this place on it. He also gave us a book on Greek mythology and told us to read it because it would save our lives.

"I read it," Ryan said.

"Yeah, I'm not huge on the reading thing. Sports is what I'm good at. Yeah after he gave us the book he kinda disappeared. Like not vanish right in front of us, but when we looked at the paper then back up, he was gone. After that, some monsters attacked the party. We ran away. Found our way here, got chased by the minotaur. Mortally wounded it before, we got inside the barrier." He turned towards me. "You didn't need to fight it, man, it was going to die any minute."

"Uhm, no. There wasn't a scratch on it when I fought it. Trust me, I know it well enough by now."

"Then it healed somehow, trust me, without us weakening it, you would never have been able to kill it," Zane said smugly. My blood boiled at this commit. Who did these kids think they were. My eyes narrowed at him. "Trust me," he said, "I'll be the ruler of this camp soon." As if on cue, a lightning bolt appeared above Zane's head. Likewise, a trident appeared above Ryan's head. A gasp went throughout the room, not of surprise, all the campers in the pavilion at the moment were smart enough to have figured it out on their own, no it was in pure shock of the god's timing, almost as if they were confirming what Zane had said. Thalia ran out of the pavilion at a breakneck pace. I couldn't blame her. Last year she lost a loving, caring, considerate brother. Now she had another half-brother, and he was this dish. All the other campers bowed in the traditional way of camp. Annabeth knelt as well, though not without some silent complaining. I, however, did not bow. Not only was I the camp leader, but I was also, for the moment a god in my own territory. I bowed to no one except the god's, then only if I felt particularly like saving my own skin.

"Why isn't he bowing," Ryan said pointing at me.

"Well," Chiron began, "He is the camp leader, and the patron god of this camp. Only campers bow to show their respect to a new camper."

"Well," Zane said, "were obviously more important than the average camper. We're sons of the big three. Yeah, that's right, I learned quite a bit from that book I was given. Even if he is a god, our parentage is still better than his. The book said there were only currently three children of the big three. One is my half-sister, but it said her lineage was weak. Apparently, her full brother died uselessly last year. The other two are children of Hades, but Hades is clearly the least of the big three, so I don't count him." Nico's eyes narrowed at Zane. Will glanced up and noticed his boyfriend's face. He had stopped tending to the boy's wounds, and he now stepped away from them cautiously, not wanting to be in the splash zone if Nico decided to take their heads off.

"Well, you miss counted," I said. "I'm a son of Poseidon, twice savior of Olympus, the champion of Hestia, the head of this camp, and a freaking immortal, you're going to have to do better than lean on your daddy's fame if you want to get by here. Here you're judged by your actions, not by your lineage. Now get out of here before I decide to have Nico bring the Minotaur back and finish where he left off."

"He can do that?" Ryan asked hesitantly.

"Stick around, and we can find out," Nico said, a sadistic smile on his face. The two new guys decided not to test their luck and gave up. Travis and Connor walked over to lead them to their cabin since neither cabin currently had a head counselor. I turned away from the boys to look at Annabeth. She smiled at me before a look of shock crossed her face. I had only a millisecond to react before I was struck in the back by a lightning bolt. It didn't hurt, It was only a slight tingle, like when you shiver really violently. I spun around to look directly at Zane. His face changed from a look of arrogance to a look of dismay. I used my speed of Hermie's to dash across the pavilion and punch him firmly in the jaw. He crumpled to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

"Don't you ever try that again," I said to him before realizing I had knocked him unconscious. I turned to Ryan. "tell that to him when he wakes up." Ryan just nodded at me, his eyes full of terror. Will stepped forward to help but Nico put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. Will looked over his shoulder and saw Nico shaking his head at him. I turned back to Annabeth. "I need to go check on Thalia if she overheard anything they said about Jason…"

"I know," Annabeth responded, "But she's not the only one who needs comfort." She motioned two one of the tables. Piper sat there, crying silently into her hands.

"You talk to Piper, I'll handle Thalia." Annabeth just nodded in agreement. I walked out of the pavilion. The sky had grown dark. The cool of the night brushed against my skin. I reached out to my deity powers to see if I could find Thalia. One of the perks of being the patron god of a place is I could fell every aspect and locate anyone in my dominion. I sensed her in the training arena. I couldn't tell what she was doing but I was about to find out. I walked to the entrance of the training arena. I looked in to find Thalia swinging her dual hunting knives around. She was tearing apart a training dummy. Two other dummies were pinned to the walls with arrows. I looked on for a few seconds in silence. Thalia didn't notice me at all. She was too caught up in flaying the dummy. I noticed a line where a tear had fallen. Waited until she had completely destroyed it. After totaling it she sank to the ground, a few more tears falling from her eyes.

"Hey, Thals," I said quietly, alerting her to my presence. She rolled, grabbed her bow, had an arrow nocked and pointed at me in a second. She relaxed a little when she saw it was me. She lowered her bow and let out a sorrowful sigh.

"Hi, Percy."

"How are you holding up?" I asked cautiously.

"How do you think?" she snapped at me. "Sorry." She said calming down. "I didn't mean to get angry, it's just really hard you know?" I just nodded in agreement.

"I don't know what I would do if anything happened to my sister, and I haven't even seen her yet.

"It's not just that, I accepted what Jason did. I had gotten over it mostly, well as much as I can. He gave his life to help you defeat Gaia. Without his sacrifice, none of us would be here now having this discussion. But then, these two guys show up and start insulting his memory. They weren't even here. Then He dared to call Jason weak? After all, he sacrificed. And that's not even the start. He turn's out to be my half-brother. I lose my heroic real brother to an awful monster, then Zeus sends a 'replacement' who's just a giant idiot. I can't stand it." Thalia's face was clouded in anger. It looked as if she was about to kill someone. I did the most idiotic thing a person could do in this situation. I must have been suicidal. At this point, I don't think I have any self-preservation instincts. I stepped forward and gave Thalia a hug. Her muscles tensed at first, but she eventually relaxed and returned the hug. "Thanks, Percy, you're the best friend a girl could ask for."

"Don't we know it." I turned around to find Annabeth and Piper standing behind me. I let go of Thalia and walked over to stand beside Annabeth. I looked over at Piper. She had stopped crying, but her face was still slightly red and puffy. I know that most of the world wouldn't be able to see it because of her Aphrodite beauty charm, but I had always been able to see Piper for who she was, one of the most beautiful girls at camp, next to only Annabeth of course.

"Let's go back home," Annabeth said. "Maybe the new kids will learn their lesson and fall in line." I could only hope.

Third person POV

"Really, he's the one you want?"

"Do you find a problem with him?" Two men stood side by side in a completely black void. It did not appear as if they were standing on anything. Just floating in infinite nothingness. They looked through a shimmering mirror-like object, which revealed all that was happening at camp half-blood. One man was around five-foot ten-inches, the other was a good six-foot six-inches. The smaller man wore elaborate battle armor. It was white with silver linings. It looked like it was straight out of a Si-Fi movie. He wore a cape which was attached to his shoulder plates. The cape was white with a metallic silver skull on it. His head and face were covered by a helmet, similar in design to his armor. The taller man, on the other hand, wore a sky-blue suit with clouds that floated across it. He wore a tie which had baby cherubs playing little harps on it. His face was old and weathered. His hair was long and snow white. His beard was also large and completely white. It was neat and matched his stately appearance.

"No. I don't," the armored man said hesitantly. "It's just, I don't really see him as one of your champions. Sure he's strong, but there are hundreds of thousands of people in the multi-verse stronger than him." The old man raised an eyebrow.

"Are you jealous?"

"Of him, of course not."

"Not him, but the position I will offer him one day."

"Why would I be."

"You are the only other person I have chosen as my champion in the past several millennia."

"So?" The old man just stayed quiet, observing the armor-clad figure. "Fine, of course, I'm jealous. I've been the only one who's had this special connection now I'm going to have to share it with some upstart." The armored man walked off and disappeared into the swirling nothingness. The old man stayed where he was stroking his beard. He watched as Percy Jackson crawled into bed with his girlfriend, Annabeth Chase. Though it hurt him to watch, he stayed looking as they fell asleep in each other's arms.

So, here's the second Chapter. What do you think? I have uploaded a second story that follows the main character of my overarching series. It is the story that connects everything together. I am also uploading a story that will allow you to vote for which worlds (Books, movies, anime, ex.) you would like me to include in my extended universe.