Authors note: So this is the second chapter and I hope your will like it. And in this chapter the pirates will show. I´m really sorry but I will not try to wright the different accents, it would just be messy and nobody would understand. So I apologize for it, beforehand.

Disclaimer: I don´t own, and I´m only borrowing the characters.

Chapter 2

When I woke all I could see was some blurred faces, but after some time they begin to clear some. I sat up and all the people, I saw they were quite a few, is backing up like I was the plague, everybody except one. A dark skinned women, she was pretty, I thought before somebody grab my collar and hold me up. I sway a few seconds, before I get my balance and I look around. It was the strangest bunch I ever seen; they were all sorts of people. In the next second I see the sharp end of a sword and the guy behind it asks:

"Who are you lad? And what are you doing here?"

I look at the man, he has a shabby beard, a wind bitten face, almost yellow eyes and a big pirate hat. He starts pushing the sword closer, when I don´t answer immediately and I answer truthfully:

"I don´t know exactly. You see I was on a beach and it became black and I don't know more."

I watch him in the eyes and he nods, showing he believes me. I let out the breath I've been holding. The other people back of, like I just needed the man's approval. I look around me and I see we're on a ship. When I look back to the people I see that they look to be from really old era. Their cloths and I see how they have swords and pistols. Everyone is still looking at me and I wonder what it is. I looked down at myself, but nothing seems out of the ordinary. The I felt it the pull from the sea and start going to the starboard side. Everyone is still starring but I ignore them for the time being. Before anyone can stop me, I jump over the side of the ship and before I goes under the surface, I hear the shouts from the people. Then I was in the sea and I felt the strength sip into me, like it always does. I feel someone grab me around the waist and I start struggling. But before we transcend trough the surface I shout mentally:

"DAD! POSEIDON!"

Then I feel how my "rescuer" takes hold of a rope and we get hauled up on deck. I see it was the man with the sword, who saved me. He takes hold of my arm and almost hissed:

"And what do you think you're doing? Want to take your life, lad?"

"No" I said. Little hurt he would think it.

Then he looked down at his hand, the one holding my arm and he realizes something.

"How come" he start saying, and continue "that you're not wet, lad?

"WHAT!" I heard the rest of the people say.

"He´s not wet, really strange if you ask me" the guy says.

Then I felt it, the sea was shifting and I felt the approach of my father. The water starts to ripple and I see the water part and my dad comes on to the ship, in his human size. Every pirate falls down on one knee and I see how the guy with sword tries to drag me down, when he sees I don't kneel. But I stubbornly refuses and he looks to my father with fearful eyes. My father just looks at me amused. I go to him and he envelops me in one of his tight hugs. Then he says:

"Percy, I know you are wondering why you are here? Well, it´s simple, really. You see I felt your wish, to be on the ocean and to find someone with a meaning in your life." He smiles at me and continue: "You understand that right, so I sent you to this era. You could help many people here and save at least one life. This is not a quest in that meaning, but I hope you can do this and find your happiness. Will you accept this, Percy?"

I think on what he have said and then I nod. I don't really want to depend on my voice, I was not upset, just overwhelmed by how my father answered my call and my wish. I have seen him more since the war but not as much as I would want to. He nods at me, before he says:

"And Percy, it´s perfectly fine to tell anybody you meet who exactly you are, it was not forbidden in this time, just unheard. And trust in your heart and in the sea. Remember also the blessing you can give to one poor soul."

With those words my father disappeared in a fog, which smelled of sea grass and the ocean. I turned around to look at some flabbergasted pirates.