Planet: Earth

Sector: 1

Date: August 29th, 2015 (500 years earlier)

The Giant War had just ended, Gaea had been defeated, and Percy had never felt better. At the moment, Percy and Annabeth were sitting on a bench by the strawberry fields discussing their future and what they wanted to do from there on.

"Percy you and I are getting older, I'v been thinking about the future and I want to ask you something," said Annabeth.

"Oh, you've been thinking? What else is new wise girl," laughed Percy.

Annabeth punched Percy's arm but smiled as she collected her thoughts and prepared to say what had been on her mind for months.

"Percy, I think it's time to talk to our parents."

"Okay that's fine I love my dad and when your mom isn't threatening to kill me I like her too. What do we need to talk to them about?"

"Oh come on Seaweed Brain... about... us."

"I think they know you and I are together, my dad is happy that I am happy and I think your mom is okay with it, she isn't still planning on killing me for going out with you is she?"

"Percy I mean about marriage! Gods you are a kelp-for-brains sometimes."

Percy paled and his eyes widened as he proccessed this information. Sure he had thought about that, back in New Rome he had a vision for the two of them having a life there, but now that the time had come to talk about it, he wasen't sure whether he wanted to talk about it or face another army of monsters. He loved Annabeth, but he was terrible at these kind of things.

"Oh umn well... you know I am sure we can work out the gory details later, we just beat Gaea last month. We should be relaxing and hanging out for the first time ever."

"Percy neither of us are getting any younger, as it stands right now we are some of the oldest campers. By this time, most heroes know what they are going to do with their lives after camp."

"Ugh alright well, we need flowers, and food, decorations..."

"Seaweed brain there is one little thing you have to do before we can start making plans."

"Yes! You're right, I guess I will need to get a ring"

So instead of going off and spending money on a ring some random guy made, Percy decided to ask the Hephaestus kids to help him make one himself. He sorely missed Leo and wished he were back, Leo was a member of the seven heroes destined to defeat Gaea, and had sacrificed himself to defeat Gaea and had saved them all. But since he could not ask his impish friend for help, he needed the help of somebody else from cabin 7.

-Skip ahead 2 months-

The date was set. Percy had finally finished the perfect ring for Annabeth with the help of several kids from the Hephaestus cabin. It was a beautiful band made of bronze with a flowing design and a grey gemstone set in the top. Percy could not be happier, he had planned out a special night where he would take Annabeth to a fancy resturant, a walk on the beach where he would pop the question, then take her back to his mom's apartment where both their families would be waiting so they could announce the engagment.

On the morning of October 30th, (the day he would ask her), he woke up early and decided to take a walk on the beach to prepare himself for what he would do that day. As he was walking a funnel of water began to develop about thirty feet into the lake. The funnel came to shore and when the water had receded, a tall, tanned man wearing a huge smile stood before Percy.

"Good morning my son."

"Hey dad, what brings you here?"

"I just wanted to congradulate you on your proposal Perseus. It's not every day your favorite son asks a woman to be his wife you know"

"Aren't the well wishes and congratulations supposed to wait until after she says yes?"

"Well yes I suppose that is the tradition of the day, when I was young the courting of a woman was much different then it is now."

"I don't suppose being an immortal, all-powerful god who can control the ocean helped at all in that proccess?"

"Actually it did very much... oh I understand, that was sarcasm wasn't it?"

"Just a bit, that reminded me of a conversation I had with Hephaestus a long time ago, he was slow to pick up on my sarcasm too."

"As I once told the blowfish guy, your step-father, I am ancient history. Sometimes I find it challenging to conform to your current language."

"Anyway dad, was there something in specific you wanted to say?"

"Yes. Other than wishing you good luck, I have felt something and cannot put my finger on what it is. It is as if a piece of me has been exposed. I feel that you may be recieving a brother today."

"Dad you broke the oath twice?"

"Blah blah yes. Anyway, I would just like to warn you that the last time two mortal sons of mine met other than you and Tyson, you almost killed one another, do you remember?"

Of course Percy remembered. Back during their quest to Greece, the crew had come across a son of Poseidon known as the golden sword, and if Percy had not swallowed his pride and asked the wine god for help, they would have been killed.

"Just remember, and good luck again my son."

With that, Poseidon dissolved into sand that gently was blown out to sea. Percy hanging at the beach to ponder this, was broken out of his thinking trance but a scream that came from the camp borders. As he jumped up, he brought out a ballpoint pen that was actually his faithful sword that had been through so much with him. As he uncapped it, the pen elongated into an elegant Xiphos, a greek blade made from Celestial bronze that was deadly to monsters and immortals alike, Riptide it was called. Running to the camp border, he was met by a grim sight. A young man probably the same age as Percy was cowering behind a large boulder while four hellhounds were circling him ready to pounce. Percy raised Riptide and stepped into battle.

The first one that saw Percy lunged at him without a thought, Percy side-stepped and brought the sword down on the beast's neck. As the essence of the first beast returned to Tartarus, the other three were now more wary and careful. After a brief stand-off, two decided to tag team and came from both sides at Percy. Percy, arguably being one the greatest warriors alive was not deterred as he rolled forward and let the hounds smash into eachother. As they recovered from the daze, Percy took advantage and jumped forward and with a single slash, Riptide cut through the hides of both beasts. This left the last hound which had decided to finish the hunt and lunged at the boy. Right as the beast arrived, the boy seemed to find his courage and rolled out of the way. Percy, not wanting the boy to come to harm, lunged at the beast. The hellhound took a swipe at Percy but smartly kept its distance, staying out of range of Riptide. Percy dodged the swipe and looked behind to see the boy was now runnning down the hill to the big house. Sensing Percy was distracted, the hellhound lunged at him but years of training kept Percy alive as he fell backward with the beast and plunging his sword through the underside, killed the remaining hellhound.