Chapter 3

Few thousands years later, Olympus

Poseidon sat in his Throne, waves of hatred and sadness rolled off him, as he glared at the King of Gods and his son. Like father like son, he thought.

"As I was saying, Kronos is rising. We must make preparations." Zeus exclaimed.

The other gods rolled their eyes. They've heard the same sentence for the past, how many? Oh right, 500 hundred years!

Athena rose. "Father, as much as we would like to hear you repeat the same sentences again, we have much better things to discuss."

Zeus tried controlling his anger. "And that is.." He asked through gritted teeth.

"Perseus." Athena gave her father a good glare. Poseidon was again shocked by Athena's behaviour, was she falling for... No. That would be gross.

Zeus humhped. "Whatever."

"What do you mean whatever?"Poseidon reached the point were he could not control his temper. "You were the one who killed my wife and and my son's wife. Then you order you idiot excuse of a son to kill mine. You are a bastard, brother." He spat at the last word.

Zeus aimed his master bolt. "I am the King of Gods, and you do not. I repeat, do not-"

"I think we all know what you said, husband." Hera told him dryly.

"Are you siding with my brother?You are my wife. " He looked at his wife.

"Wife. Wife?" Hera almost fell off her throne, laughing. "Why don't you ask Maria Grace to side with you?"

Zeus' face turned beetroot red. "You...you..you.."

"You what, Father. We know you hate Perseus. Don't show off." Artemis sighed.

Zeus narrowed his eyes. "Are you.."

"What!" Artemis was tired off this. She was called here to endure this bickering instead of enjoying the feeling of adrenaline pupping through her veins and the smell of the forest. She had had it.

"What, father?I have enough of you being jealous of Uncle. You killing demigods because of your own paranoid brain. I don't think you have one anyway. So WHAT?"


Lord Erebus lair.

Percy watched his guardian.

Throughout the years, he was hidden away with him, training, practicing.

Erebus was talking to him, or atleast, trying to talk to him.

Percy's thoughts flew to Olympus. What was his father doing? Discussing battle plans for the battle against Kronos? Or against Zeus? Either way, he was going to enjoy it.

Erebus frowned at his so-called child. He snapped his fingers under his nose. Percy flinched, collected his thoughts and looked at the Primordial Deity.

"Percy, I need you to go to Camp Half-Blood." Erebus sighed as he repeated his words. Percy frowned. "Why? You now I hate Olympus, besides, if I go there, I'll just be a pawn on their chessboard of Heroes."

"Because, I've taken a small sneak peek into the future. And you, my champion, is the main actor."He said. Percy blinked a few times, comprehending what his guardian had said. "Umm, okay. But what about my identity? What about dad?"

"No worries. I've talked to your dad. He'll claim you. And the Olympians, you've changed. Physically. They won't recognise you." He assured. He snapped his fingers before the son of the sea god could retort.

"And if anyone asks, you're Alex Jackson. Ta-ta!" And the world turned black for Percy Jackson.


Curse Erebus, Percy thought.

He looked around in his new found surroundings. Not much actually, just the fact that he was sitting in a car, with his mom, and his friend Grover in his Satyr form.

Wait, mom? He turned and saw his mother, the one Zeus claimed he had killed. The one that made him kill the big-ass god. "M-mo-mom?" He stuttered.

She didn't turn her attention away from the road. It was raining heavily, lightning streaking through the dark grey sky, momentarily lighting it up. "Yes, honey?" She didn't smile.

Percy noticed that he was staring. Turning his attention back to the road. "No-nothing."Real smooth.

The rain water continued pouring onto the window. Suddenly, lightning struck the car and it was turned upside down.

Percy felt like time slowed down: he placed his arm above his head, pressing it against the roof of the car.

The car hit the grass road with a loud bang. Windows shattered upon impact and Grover went out cold.

Black spots danced in the corner of his eyes and he had to press his nails against his palm to force himself to focus. "FOOOOOOOOOODDD!" Grover moaned.

Percy blinked, "Mom?" He asked. He heard the sound of someone stirring. "Alex?"

He released a sigh of relieve. "Come on, we need to get out."

Percy undid the straps of his seatbelt and went to the backseat, careful to not bump his head against the short ceiling. "Enchilldaaaaaaaaaassssssssss!" Grover moaned.

Percy tore Grover off his seat and pushed him out the window, in time to hear a ominous loud moo.

He turned around in search of him mother. "I'm here." She winced.

Percy dropped Grover with a sickening thud, causing Grover to stop abruptly from his moaning. It was seriously starting to get on the sea spawn's nerves.

"Sorry," Percy winced, not really meaning it. He scooted around the crumpled car to the driver's side of the car. Somehow in the rain, he felt his body growing stronger, the minor cuts and bruises healed instantly and he was able to pinpoint the location of the monster.

"Alex, go. You'll be safe at Camp." She urged. Percy ignored her protests and managed to get his mother out of the car. He tossed Grover over his shoulders and felt liquid oozing from a head wound from Grover.

He made a vow to apologise to his best friend after this. Despite the rain, the sound of hooves were getting closer and closer.

Percy urged himself and his mother to run faster. They climbed over a fence, causing Grover to hit his head again. He was sure the poor satyr was suffering from head concussion.

Percy turned around and saw the figure of the Minotaur, charging head on at him.

He focused on the route of to Camp Half-Blood. He knew he had some powers he could use, he just don't know what they were.

Instinctively, he turned around to the left. The smell of the Minotaur running past him made his eyes water as he felt some drips of mucus land on his arm.

He manged to carry Grover into the Camp borders. His mom, however, stayed behind. "What are you doing, come on!" He screamed at Sally. She shock her head and motioned for Percy to carry on without her.

Percy, being the stubborn kid, he carefully placed Grover on the floor and pulled his mother in.

Sally, however, kept being squashed against an invisible wall. She watched as Percy's eyes widen and his tugs on her hand hasten.

Percy watched as the Minotaur's horn pierce through his mother's chest, directly were the heart was. Sally's body exploded in front of him.

His eyes widen as he processed what had happened. Your mom just got killed by a Minotaur, duh! A voice in his head told him.

Driven by pure fear and anger, Percy ran through the safety of the Camp borders to avenge his mother's death.

He felt the weight of a blade in his hands as he swung instinctively at the Minotaur. The midnight black blade of his sword sliced the Minotaur's leg, causing yellow dush to gush out like a hole in the dam.

The half bull half man monster threw its head back and howled in pain as Percy, with a veteran's hunter speed stalk up behind it.

As soon the pain lessen, the monster's beady eyes darted around in the rainy conditions in search of its prey. It wasn't a stupid monster like what others say.

It was just stubborn. It knew perfectly well that he shouldn't be charging at a child of Poseidon in this conditions' but it just like the feeling of blood, a demi-gods, running through his hands.

Percy watched as his hands, as if it had a mind of its own, cut the horns of the Minotaur with ease. The Minotaur, noticing its prey behind him, turned.

It bellowed at thin air, a couple of flowers wilted there and then. Percy, using the bull's lousy eye sight, launched himself on to the other undisturbed horn and kicked it, square in the face using his own momentum.

The monster stubled backwards while Percy did a backflip towards the otherside.

Just before his feet touched the ground, he threw a black throwing knife, impaling it on the face of the Minotaur.

It hit the floor with a huge boom, causing Percy to land on his butt, before dissipating into yellow dust.

Percy watched as the monster disintergrated in front of his eyes. "Wow." He mumbled. He stood up in the rain and went for his sword.

Before he could reach it, he felt something hit his head. He fell face-first into the grass, unconscious.


Sup'. Sorry for the late update, I had school, no time to update.

Anyway, I've posted a poll on which pairings should be used in the story, I'm sorry for those who replied to the question I posted in the previous chapter.

Thanks for all the reviews.

Review are strongly encouraged.

~Robloxian121