Percy's POV

"Watch where-" I was cut off by Nico's glare. For a minute I was caught off guard by his don't-you-dare-mess-with-me look. He was wearing a black t-shirt with dancing skeletons on them with jeans, aviator's jacket and his Black Stygian sword sheathed on his right. I shook my head and gave him a wide grin.

"Hey Nico. Got anything else to do before dinner?"

"Nah, nothing important at the moment." he said in a monotone and shrugged.

"I have this awesome idea right now." I gave him an evil grin to which he winced in reaction.

"Dude, you look like you're planning to steal Zeus' master bolt." he implied. I chuckled and shook my head to say no.

"Well then, what's your 'totally awesome' idea, fishboy?" I lead him infront of the Big House. The Big House has four rooms- the infirmary where wounded demigods are usually tended to, the basement, the deck where Dionysius and some poor satyrs play pinochle and lastly, the attic where It held many trophies that demigods got from monsters and other situations such as long ago quests that many different demigods have taken.

"I was wondering if we could do a little exploring at the attic." I replied ignoring the nickname he gave. He stared at the attic window then back at me thinking that I must be crazy to go up there.

"Look" I explained "I'm just bored so if you don't want to go up there with me it's fine."

"Fine, guess I'm bored just like you." he grinned back at me.

As we went further in the Big House, we finally stopped at the end of the hall where the attic trapdoor is located above our heads. I opened it where a ladder lowered itself for us to climbed. I let Nico climb first. I climbed up after he step foot in the attic and examined the entire room. After him, I looked up from the floor of the attic still standing on the last step of the ladder and saw the attic was still the same last time I went here.

"So what exactly are we looking for?" Nico asked breaking the silence. I picked myself up and dusted off the grime on my jeans.

"Uh... I'm not sure." Nico rolled his eyes and crossed his arms while walking around the attic looking at trophies of past demigods. I spied a black watch and a piece of paper on a wooden stool where supposedly the Oracle used to sit around.

I quickly took the watch and the paper. It read:

Year 2275 sometime after the apocalypse preventing it would help.

-derF*

I raised an eyebrow and nearly jumped to feel someone breathing on me. Apparently, it was Nico trying to read what's written on the paper.

"Sometime after the apocalypse? What does that mean, Percy?" he read while trying to reach for it to get a closer look. I gave it to him then wore the black watch. It has a rectangular screen with four separate zeroes on it with blue up-and-down arrow buttons. In each zero there was an arrow above and an arrow below. I tried pressing it exactly like the year that the note stated. 2275.

Now what? I thought as I examined to find an on button or something. Nico excitedly grabbed my left wrist and pressed a small black button on the left side. Suddenly, we heard a sound that resembles to an alarm. Nico was still holding my wrist and I felt an uncomfortable tugging in my stomach. It wasn't the feeling I normally get when I summon my cool water controlling powers. It was the feeling I felt when I'm on the very top of a tall roller coaster hurriedly diving towards the ground. Last thing I saw was Nico barfing in a nearby bush before blacking out.

I know I have mentioned this a lot of times in the past but it's just true, admit it. Demigod dreams really do suck.

I was in this small town where poverty is all around you. I saw a small, pale boy with dark tousled hair around 11-13 trying to pickpocket from a fat man with curly brown hair and mustache, who, is oblivious of the fact his wallet is gone from his pocket. Then I saw two teenagers around my age, slipping out of a fence with some dead animal. Animal? Weird, is that even allowed? I decided to follow to a dark alley where stalls are put up. It seemed like an illegal market or something. The girl has olive skin, brown hair and gray eyes. The boy with her looked exactly the same. They started talking.

"I hate Reaping Day." the girl mumbled with a scowl on her face. The boy beside her, nodded in agreement."Killing innocent kids for entertainment. It sounds barbaric!" the girl continued dragging a dead squirrel.

"Well, they have been at this for the past 73 years you know." the boy said to which the girl scowled again.

"I know. I just hope it won't be my little sister,Prim, you know? She's too young! 12 year-olds shouldn't be fighting to the death in an arena!" she huffed and wiped what looked like blood from her hands. Fighting to the death? Arena? Reaping Day? Whoah! that is creepy. I was straining to listen more but I was interrupted when I felt someone shaking me and yelling my name. I bolted up right, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

"Thanks the gods! Percy, I've gotta show you something!" Nico looked flustered as he started running towards the same fence I saw in my dream. I decided to run after him considering the fact I had no other choice.

"Where are we?" I whispered to Nico as I crouched down beside him. He started to crawl on a small opening under the fence. He wiggled and shimmied his way out and was now on the other side of the fence. I followed the same procedure and was now on the other side with Nico.

"Is this the future?" I asked Nico. He glared at me then rolled his eyes as if the answer was obvious.

"What else do you think, Sherlock?" I was blushing from embarrassment. Sometimes I have to admit I'm a bit slow. I dusted off the grime from my clothes and I felt my stomach growl.

"We need to find food." Nico said and started to walk off to a marketplace.

"Wait!" I grabbed his arm before he walked off. "We don't have money as you can see." Nico's eyebrows furrowed then started to search for some money in his pockets. He emptied it with a small bag of ambrosia (in case of emergencies), 10 drachmas and a ruby gem.

"How'd you get a ruby?" I took the ruby off his palm and examined it.

"What 'Son of Hades' don't you understand?" he snapped and took the precious rock from me. "I get privileges like these." I remembered the Underworld being rich of minerals and stuff. Sure. Why not?

"We can exchange the ruby for money here." I suggested and Nico nodded in agreement. We started to look for a pawnshop but after fifteen minutes of trying we got frustrated and decided to ask a nearby bakeshop.

As we entered the shop, I instantly smell warm baked bread, cakes and pastries. There, stood a boy with medium height and stocky build, blonde hair and blue eyes. He seemed to be taking out another batch of bread from the large brick oven. He doesn't seem to notice us before turning around, seeing us caused him to yelp and dropping the tray of bread. He cursed something under his breath and started to pick up the pieces of bread. We approached him and helped him pick up the bread. After returning them on the tray, he placed it on the counter and smiled.

"Hey. My name's Peeta Mellark." he offered his hand to me. I took his hand and shook it. "Name's Jackson, Percy Jackson and this is my cousin Nico di Angelo." I glanced at Nico who forced a smile.

"Sorry for the mess. I got startled seeing you there." he rubbed his neck "My family owns this bakery, by the way."

"That's cool. We're just here to ask if there's a pawnshop in town." Nico piped up and smiled but Peeta looked at us funny as if we're aliens that came from another planet.

"Are you new around the district?" he asked

"Yeah, I guess you could put it that way." my hand wandered behind my back pocket checking if Riptide was there.

"No wonder you look healthy." he muttered but I heard him. "What?"

"Nothing. You just don't look like you're from this district." he tried to smile but I can sense he was faking it "Are you from the Capitol then?" he added. Capitol? What in Hades is that?

"Umm... what's the Capitol?" Nico asked. Peeta just raised an amused eyebrow.

"Ha-ha. I know we all hate the Capitol but don't act like it doesn't exist." he drawled dipping his words in sarcasm.

"Okay then. Where are we?" I blurted it out. Styx, blame the ADHD.

"District 12. No duh." he replied sounding annoyed as if we're playing a joke on him.

"No! Like, what country are we? What year is it?" Nico snapped sounding frustrated

"Panem. Year 2275." he sighed

"What? I never heard of that country! Are you playing a joke on us?" Nico was gripping the hilt of his sword.

"No. Don't you know the history of Panem? It rose from the ashes of North America that's what the Capitol said. War caused North America to fall and then Panem replaced it." he explained.

"What?" Nico and I nearly shouted in unison. I was beginning to freak out now. "That's it Percy! I wanna go back to camp now!" Nico half - demanded and half - whined.

"What camp?" Peeta interrupted. I bit my lip. I have realized what the note said. I-we must save this apocalypse from happening.

"Nico lets go back to camp and inform Chiron about this." I said and grabbed his wrist dragging him out the bakery. "See you later, Peeta!" I called after him. Outside, I set the watch to the present and told Nico to hold my wrist as I pressed the button again little that I realized that Peeta took hold of my shoulder just in time to go with us to the present.

A/N: So that's the first chapter! :) Review and tell me anything that's wrong.

*Wondering why the ''F'' on derF is capital? Try to guess who's this! :)