Summary: Meet Aecor Castro, demigod son of Saturn. His story is one that's becoming all too common among the demigods: "I woke up two years ago without any memory of who I was or where I belonged… I had no idea why I was being attacked." His brother, Jupiter, is trying to kill him, and he just found out that he is not your average demigod, he's something much, much more than a half-blood… almost… godly, which is a big help to the Olympians because Poseidon is dead, and there is no hope of him ever returning. Oceanus has taken control of the sea and Aecor has to fight for the right to live.

Could things get any worse? Of course they do… in the form of him falling in love with Reyna.

Ocean meets the Sea

I was fighting some… thing, while 11 other people fought other things.

"Giants" I realized suddenly.

"Watch out!" Someone called. I was standing in the middle of a snow covered land of ice, better known as Alaska. Suddenly, my only weapon was knocked out of my hands by a giant pitchfork. I jumped to the side and concentrated on the ocean.

Nothing happened. I was tired, weaponless, freezing cold, and bleeding from multiple injuries. Not to mention much smaller than my enemy.

I never saw the knife that played a big part in ending my life. All I knew was that I had a sharp pain in my shoulder from a stab. It normally wouldn't hurt as much, but I could tell there was poison on the blade. I didn't dare try to take the knife out.

My moves were slowed down a lot more than you would expect, so there was really no way to dodge the huge giant trident coming down at about 25 miles per hour with poison coating each prong, aimed right for my chest.

"Get out of the way!" Someone shouted.

In my defense, I tried to get out of the way. But 3 seconds isn't much of a head start, especially if you're slowed down because of poison in your bloodstream.

Two of the prongs hit my chest, and the other one was impaled in the snow.

I could feel myself loosing consciousness immediately, which was a good thing because this really hurt.

"Hades! Get over here!" Someone shouted, as the giant lifted the trident out of my chest.

Everything faded into blackness. I heard someone say "Were loosing him!" I didn't recognize the voice.

"How's that possible?" A female voice said. Even though I couldn't see it, I knew a crowd gathered.

"Wake up!" Someone shouted.

"He's too awesome to die!" Another one shouted. More people shouted things, trying to get me to wake up, but the voices blurred until I couldn't hear them. Or I just didn't care that they were saying anything, either one.

But one comment stood out. "He's dead" Someone said, in a pained voice like they couldn't believe it. "He's dead" He repeated. I felt pain for a second, then nothing.

"Aecor? Aecor, wake up. Were here" Faunus said, tapping my shoulder. I woke up, really drowsy. I had a sharp pain in my chest and shoulder.

We were in a bus full of 28 "mental case" children and teens, AKA demigods, traveling through L.A for a tour of the Underworld. Chiron called this an "educational field-trip".

Unfortunately, when Faunus, my satyr protector, and I stumbled across the camp's borders, we were being pursued by all three Kindly Ones, and they hadn't forgotten, and were just going to try twice as hard to kill me now that I've been openly claimed by Saturn.

I hate my life sometimes. I sincerely hoped that the Furies were in a good mood and didn't feel like having demigod flesh for lunch.

Faunus and I got off the bus quickly, planning to wait in the lobby. Based on Mr. D's look, he knew what I was planning. We filed into "DOA Recording Studios".

"DOA. Dead On Arrival" An Apollo camper said. I caught sight of a sign next to the glass double doors. The words were swimming all over the place.

"What the heck does that say?" I asked.

"No loitering, no soliciting, no living" Faunus read. It didn't really help my mood. "Maybe we can-"

"Faunus, Aecor, get in the building" Mr. D commanded.

"Ditch the group and steal the bus" Faunus said in a joking manner.

"I was going to go with "Hit Mr. D in the head with a frying pan and bury the evidence", but that works too." I said, following the group.

Once inside, Chiron split us into groups of 6. "Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Aecor, Reyna and Faunus in one group" He called after a few minutes.

Reyna smiled at me from across the room. A few campers laughed, but stopped when Reyna and I glared at them. Faunus was just smiling and muttering "Ah, young love". (At this point, I should probably mention that Reyna and I are dating, if you haven't already figured it out.)

"Save it, goat boy" I whispered. Faunus smiled knowingly, and then smirked at Percy and Annabeth, who were talking to Charon.

Something about higher pay and Italian suits. Charon led most of the conversation, and Percy and Annabeth looked like they were trying their best to be polite by not telling him that the current topic wasn't something normal people, or demigods, or even gods, talk about.

They breathed a sigh of relief when Chiron called there names, because Charon was starting to talk about how "Working for the Lord of the Dead gets you all the ladies" et cetera.

Personally, I didn't share in his theory, and by the looks of it, neither did anybody else who had heard him, because they all got disgusted and/or disturbed looks on their faces. Chiron started filing us out of the room before Charon could say anything else we really didn't want to know.

However, when Charon got on the boat, having finally learned his lesson that NOBODY here wanted to know about his love life, and started steering us across the river Styx, he was staring at me strangely.

"You there. Are you sure I haven't seen you before?" He asked after a few minutes.

"Uh… no sir…" I managed to get out, because his face just turned into a skull.

"I could've sworn I've seen you before. Are you an actor or something?"

At this point, I was trying not to bust out laughing, but I managed to say "No sir. Just a godling"

"Godling?" Reyna asked after Charon looked away, satisfied with my answer.

"Pluto used it once to describe us demigods" I explained.

"And you would know this because…?" Malcolm, Annabeth's half brother, asked.

"I was here before. A few times, actually" I explained. Malcolm stopped asking questions then, as the campers knew I died once.

I'm surprised Malcolm didn't make that connection. I thought children of Athena were supposed to be smart A voice inside my head said. I was so shocked I almost fell of the boat. Reyna caught me at the last second.

You know, I'm pretty sure talking to yourself and hearing a response is the first sign of insanity I said in my mind, hoping I was contacting the voice and not going insane.

True, but since when have gods been sane? The voice said.

At this point, I knew I wasn't just hearing voices. Who are you? I asked.

I used to be the god of the seas. At that point, I really did fall out of the boat, wondering if Athena was messing with my head.