Hey guys. This is chapter 2. I'm going to try and make it longer than chapter 1. Hopefully you like it. I have had none review! Hahaha, people think they're meaningless, but to think that there's at least one person that actually read it, well, it's mind blowing. English (or American, whatever rocks your boat.) is not my first language, so I'm deeply sorry for any grammatical or similar mistakes. I'll just do my best. On with chapter 2.

Chiron said -"All hail Percy Jackson, son of Aphrodite"- It actually made sense because he was a really cute baby boy, and he could captivate you with his gorgeous sea green eyes. All the Aphrodite campers knew he would be a ladies' man. Unless he was homosexual of course.

(No disrespect to homosexual people, but this will not be the case. Percy likes girls! At least in this fanfic, if you want slash, then don't come here... :D)

So this is how Percy met his family. All his siblings, Freddie, and Chiron was all he would need to be happy. Silena, just a few years older than him, would become his favorite sister. In the mean while, the girl that most enjoyed Percy's presence was Stacy. Stacy was one of his sisters. One night, Percy woke up crying after a demigod nightmare. It was the night after he got claimed, therefore his first night in the Aphrodite cabin. Percy had dreamed about his father, and tears were streaking down his face. When Stacy noticed, she sat down on Percy's bed, dried his tears, and did all in her power to make him fall asleep.

Within seconds he was sleeping peacefully.

-"Percy, I will take care of you, don't worry."- She whispered into the night.

LINEBREAKER! We are going to skip a few years. Percy is 5.

It was a sunny day in Camp Half Blood. It always was. Birds were singing into the spring air. Demigods were training, and all was good. In the sword arena, there was a blonde guy with sky blue eyes, 19 years old. In front of him, holding a wood sword, was a 5 year old. The 5 year old had jet black hair with sea green eyes.

Freddie was smiling at Percy -"Perce, you're not holding the sword correctly."- He changed Percy's grip, making it the correct one.

-"Well Freddie, it isn't fair. You've been for so long... You already know this stuff." Freddie could only laugh. "Besides, I'm no warrior, I'm just an Aphrodite kid."- Freddie frowned at Percy's tone. He could hear Percy cry a bit.

-"Percy, who told you that? Who told you that Aphrodite kids are meaningless? Well it's not true. Aphrodite is just as good as Athena. They're both goddesses. Percy, YOU are who YOU wanna be. Don't let anybody look down upon you just because of your heritage. I actually envy you."-

Freddie ranted. Percy looked up, tears dried in his red cheeks. His eyes were filled with wonder, as if asking 'Why would you envy me?'.

Freddie said -"Well, you're young. You have a lot to look forward to. You haven't made any mistakes. And you get to stay with the most beautiful girls at camp." He ruffled Percy's hair. "Don't worry kiddo, you'll understand when you're older. Now, do YOU want to be a warrior and a hero?" Percy nodded eagerly. "Then, let's train."-

Later that day, Percy was cornered by 2 Ares boys. Probably his age. They were laughing at him, and Percy's face was a mask of fury. -"My mum is a really powerful goddess."- He got interrupted by the kids' laughs.

One of them dumbly said -"But you can't fight. You're a wimp. A stupid son of Aphrodite."-

Percy was furious, so he yelled -"Stop insulting my family and I. I will be a better fighter than anything you wish to be."- Percy made his way through the two, but one of them grabbed his orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt. Percy pushed that one into a wall, and punched the other in the jaw. That would be the last day he would be bothered by Ares campers. They were Ares campers after all.

Ever since that, Percy trained everyday to be the best version of himself. As someone once had said, what we do in life will echo in eternity. So Percy trained everyday really hard. But he didn't do it so he would be called the best warrior in the world. He didn't want fame. All he wanted was respect, and to prove himself to all the demigods, monsters, gods, and creatures.

Percy would train to become a true hero. The road would be hard and long, but Percy would be doing what he likes best. Fighting and proving himself. And since he was the son of the goddess of Love, he would never give up. Percy loved proving himself, so he would have the thrive to complete the path that few actually take. The path of loving and defending what's yours. The path of life. Do whatever makes you happy, do what you love.

And with that philosophical note, chapter 2 ends. It's a bit longer than the first one, but no worries, I will make them longer in the future. I am currently in exam week, so don't expect update till Friday. Do whatever you love, never give up, don't let anybody push you around. What we do, echoes in eternity forever. - Maximus (Gladiator.)