A/N: Hey guys. Another chapter. I'll try an update whenever I can. Sometimes it will be within a day, others within a week or two. Thanks to all who reviewed.

-117- is the new line break.

kdp: Your questions will be answered soon. Oh and he's seven, that was a typo. I'll edit it soon.

TheFallenAce15: Don't plan on sending him to camp.

Percy will be mature for his age. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

Empty Mind

Percy's Dream

Of course as soon as Percy fell unconscious, he had a nightmare. What else would a demigod expect? Don't forget this wasn't just any nightmare, but it was one of those that made perfect sense but was still vague. Obviously, Helios – that idiot of a titan- mentioned this phrase. Percy didn't understand it until now.

Percy was overlooking a hole. Not just any hole, mind you, but a hole the size of Texas. In the middle of the hole was lone figure suspended in air, his arms spread out as if he was saving the moment. His face was not visible at this angle. Pouring out from the whole, thousands upon thousands of monsters were escaping from the abyss. Legions of armored Cyclops, armies of dracanae, squads of drakons (and their younger cousins, dragons) were being released into the world (Percy could've sword he saw the drakon he just killed).

To his utmost horror, the monsters were pouring where he previously was – the entrance of Camp Half-Blood. Campers were making a hopeless attempt to rally against this horde. Before he could dwell on the fact, a menacing voice, which sounded like knives scraping against chalkboard, started to mock his presence.

"All hail the conquering hero. The one who was suppose to save us all, but now I must save us… from you."

The figure suspended in air finally turned his head, revealing his face. It looked like- oh fuck no.

That cannot be fucking possible. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Percy gazed upon his own face.

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Percy immediately shot up, thinking he was awake. His heart was beating erratically from the nightmare. Then he realized where he was – oh no, not the room.

"Yes the room, we need to talk," Selene stated.

Oh crap. The room is basically an area in his mind where he can see and converse with these other deities. It's a room with white walls that were seemingly endless. Selene theorized that this room was because of Percy's lack of brains (which he does not lack, for you information- "you do too!" - shut up Selene).

Percy looked upon the residents of his mind. Selene, a beauty (and a beast when it comes to fighting), has luscious black hair cascading down her back. She has milky white skin and a lean body and she is accompanied with midnight black eyes with streaks of silver in them. Usually wearing the same dress made of shadows and moonlight, she sometimes wears casual clothes, a black pant and a silver tank top. Being the titaness of the moon and night, Selene is a force to be reckoned with. She is usually serious, but she has joined the usually banter between the rest of them. She frequently gives Percy advice and improves his mood, and at the same time keeps him in line. She's basically his overprotective sister (Ow! Hey I said something nice).

Then there's Helios, the less said about him the better (don't you dare burn me you stupid sun god). Percy thinks of him as his older, more lenient brother. His tan skin glows with a light that would may Nyx blind, his blonde hair falls down to his shoulders giving him the look of a jock. Wearing shorts and a shirt, Helios has a sunny personality (that pun was not intended) and is very charismatic.

Ouranos is the annoying and strict uncle you love and hate (shock me, I dare you, I double dare you). He wears a greek chiton making him seem more old-fashioned. He shares the same blue eyes as Thalia (It's true, don't pout) with the exception of his being more vibrant and showing millennium of experience. He has a long wispy gray beard that changes with his emotions – if he's angry, it will become like a thundercloud.

Each of them are holding their weapons; Selene is holding her bow Moonshine, Helios is holding his sword Sunburn, while Ouranos wields his mace Καταιγίδα (Storm). Best part is, Percy can summon these weapons at any time.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Ouranos smirks.

Shut up, asshole.

"Whoa calm down man. What's bothering you?" Helios, the considerate bastard, asked.

Nothing.

"Right."

Don't believe me.

"I won't."

Good for me then.

"Anyway, you have improved. It seems that me training you here is paying off. Sadly the limitation of your mortal body and your age seems to hamper our progress." Ouranos stated.

I'm already much better than others at my age.

"Your aim is true, Percy. Your intentions are pure. All you need is practice. Arrogance will get you nowhere." Selene said.

Look where it got Zeus.

"It got him many enemies, one of them in front of you, bro." Helios pointed at Ouranos.

"We cannot teach you anymore Percy. Everything you learn now must come from experience. We've taught you strategies, let you a relive few wars as a spectator, and hardened you into a true warrior. But becoming a hero means you need experience. You cannot risk what happened today again. You were nearly caught and we can only suppress so much of your power." Ouranos evaluated.

"He's right Perce. Power rolls of you in waves. Just because you have access to all your domains, doesn't mean others will agree with it." Helios said.

Alright, I understand.

"Speaking of domains, having access to my domain of prophecy gives you… an insight, you would say, on future events. Something prevented us from bringing you here earlier Percy. Mind sharing the dream?" Helios asked.

I do mind.

"I can help."

Not with what I saw.

"Then tell us," Selene coaxed.

Alright fine.

Percy explained everything in his dream, the monsters, the voice, his face. He trusts these immortals and they trust him. When Percy first heard their voices, he was wary. But Percy decided that if was stuck with them, he may as well trust them. Percy allowed them access to all his memories and thoughts. However, trust goes two ways. What Percy saw and envisioned scarred him for life. All three deities had rough immortal lives, something a child should not go through nor experience firsthand. Yet, he did. Now they have an unbreakable bond of trust.

Of course, Helios nearly broke the bond. Let's just say the old sun god saw a very good looking and revealing woman at Montauk, and tried to use Percy to get her. Selene wasn't too happy, neither was Ouranos. Speaking of which;

"Percy, are you sure the voice is exactly how you described it?" Ouranos asked with an edge in his voice.

Selene and Helios looked at each other uneasily.

Yes. I recognize it too. It's your son. The one that betrayed you. He cut you up into pieces and-

"Percy, you are NOT helping," Selene said, cutting him off while wearily glancing at Ouranos.

Ouranos took deep breaths to calm himself but his aura was overwhelming. We were struggling to stand.

Wait, where is my body if I'm asleep?

"At your hideout" was Ouranos' curt reply.

Damnit, unsuccessfully changed the subject.

Do any of you know what that hole was in my dream?

"Pray that I'm wrong."

You're an immortal Selene, I'm supposed to pray to you. How can I pray that you are wrong to you?

"Fair point."

"So… Percy… I heard about Thalia," Helios stated, wiggling his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

What about her?

"Stop feigning ignorance, you were basically staring at her while fighting. You didn't even acknowledge us because you were too busy staring," Selene said smirking.

I did not!

"You did too."

No.

"Yes."

"You just lost your last line of defense Perce," Helios exclaimed.

I don't need defense.

"Stop lying man."

I'm not lying.

"I know you are."

You can't know, that's Apollo's job. I'm not lying.

"Right."

Okay whatever. Can I wake up now?

"Yeah sure. Just a heads up, you've been asleep for two days."

Wait, what?!

And with that, Perseus Jackson woke from his slumber, cursing Helios all the way to Hades.

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November 10th, 2000 – Percy's Hideout

Percy woke up feeling sore all over. He looked around his small hideout, a tree house hidden from the eyes of mortals and immortals alike, thanks to some freaky Primordial magic. The tree house only contained one bed, a desk with a map of the USA (for his missions) and a full refrigerator. He idly wondered how a Primordial, of all things, is in his mind, along with two titans.

Now it's not as if the beings themselves are bad, it's the fact that he cannot think freely without someone knowing. Granted, it's the same situation for them, but it always makes Percy feel extremely uncomfortable.

At least he gets all their powers and weapons as well, which is a big perk. He tried to negate using his father's- no, that god's powers, but the other three deities encouraged him to use everything at his disposal.

Percy later remembered his dream, and it came back in full force.

The monsters, death, him. It was horrifying, watching Percy be the one to orchestrate the slaughter of hundreds. So he did what any normal person would do, he vomited. Since his last meal was gods know when ("Three days ago"), his retching sounded like an eagle dying.

"Relax Perce, it was just a dream. Probably nothing important," Helios said.

Not important?! You're the titan of sight for fucks' sake! Every dream I have is somehow connected to your stupid domain.

"It's a possibility, not a certainty. When you get dreams or visions from my power of foresight, it doesn't necessarily mean it is real. It could be, but it also could not," the oh so wise titan of the sun said, uncharacteristically serious.

After wiping the vomit, he decided to eat to try take his mind off the dream. Pulling out an apple, he sat on his bed and began to slowly chew on it.

Percy's ADHD mind wandered in forbidden territory, again. How the hell did he get the Titan of the Sun, the Titaness of the Moon, and the Primordial of the Sky in his fucking head? Percy has tried to glean as much information as he possible could from the three deities.

Selene usually just shrugged it off but he could see worry in those dark eyes whenever he breached upon the subject.

Helios immediately darkened whenever asked, and it was just creepy to see somebody so cheery mad.

Ouranos was the only one he could get something from. From his incoherent mutterings, all Percy could make out was "stupid fucking pit" and "feed him to his own monsters." The rest was just nonsense in ancient primordial language.

"Percy, we got a bogie. Young girl being abused by her uncle," Helios said, interrupting his musings.

A bogie? I'm pretty sure that's not what bogie means.

"Shut up you stupid seven year old, just go and save another damsel in distress. She's four by the way."

Here comes the age again. Percy may be seven, but thanks to the deities he was fluent in Ancient Greek, Latin and he overcame his dyslexia with English. Sadly it also makes him more aware to the world around him.

Finishing his apple, Percy put on his armor (thanks you, Ouranos, for giving me a headache) and immediately ran into a shadow to reach his destination. Helios kept on complaining how he doesn't travel by light because it was so much more awesome. His mind, yet again, wondered how he was chosen to have these deities in his head. Were they so unimportant and useless that they should not be free? Or was this something bigger?

At the back of his mind, Percy remembered an interesting fact about these deities. He already knew that they were annoying and sometimes stupid. After researching about them, he found out that they all had another thing in common as well. Percy didn't know if this was a good thing or not.

Ouranos, Helios, and Selene – all three, had faded.