Percy's POV:

For the rest of the school year at Yancy, I was different than what I did back then. About the Mrs. Dodds/Alecto thing, I would've said it was a 24/7 hallucination but knowing what I am it's not. I would've spring it to someone, but this time I didn't. I kept it to myself. I also didn't spring it to Grover, not until the bus ride. I remembered the freaky weather Zeus caused at the museum. It continued. Zeus and my dad were fighting. One night, a thunderstorm blew out the windows in my dorm room. Then a few days later, dad made the biggest hurricane ever that was spotted in the Hudson Valley that was fifty miles away from Yancy academy. Then there was the 'unusual' small planes that have gone down in sudden squalls in the Atlantic ocean. I wonder how those people did in the underworld. I felt sorry for Hades as he must've had so much paperwork because my uncle and dad.

Some days I felt cranky and irritable, most of the time, but I tried to control it. My grades were starting to slip from Ds to Fs but I knew I have to get kicked out in order to go to Camp. I got in some verbal fights with Nancy and her friends but sometimes I walk away. Almost in every class, I get sent out to the hallway. Which is a good thing since I can plan ahead. Then finally my English teacher, Mr. Nicoll, asked me the millionth time why I was lazy to study for spelling tests. I snapped, even though I tried to control it, and called him an old sot. I basically called him Dionysus. The headmaster sent mom a letter that I'm not coming back to Yancy. Perfect. This is going well so far. Sometimes, when no one is looking, I would find a huge stick and practice sword fighting. It's going to come in handy later on when I get to camp and every monster I encounter.

During those times, I have began to have nightmares about Kronos and Zeus and dad fighting for the lightning bolt. Kronos's voice was in my head for a little bit, saying I should join his side. Every time when I wake up, Grover wakes up and starts to shiver but might look like he is going to have a mini heart attack.

Exam week became closer and I only studied Latin. Hey, maybe that's how I knew Latin when I came to Camp Jupiter. Now that makes sense. It was the evening before the finals and I might've gotten a little frustrated. The textbook was still English and my dyslexia was making it harder to read. Luckily might be able to wing it, since I know the Greek spellings and differences. Like Chiron and Charon. Same thing like Polydictes and Polydeuces. Only conjugating Latin verbs might be difficult. Due to my ADHD, I paced the room, feeling like ants were crawling in my shirt. I finally took a deep breath, picked up the textbook from the desk, and headed out the dorm room.

I'm going to head to Chiron's office. I walked downstairs to the faculty offices. It was mostly dark and empty but I could see light, from his window, stretching across the hallway floor. I was three steps from the door handle until I heard Grover's and Chiron's voices. At first I didn't hear what Chiron said but I did hear Grover saying,

"...worried about Percy, sir."

I inched closer. Now I'm not normally an eavesdropper but try not listening if you hear your best friend talking to an adult.

"...alone this summer," Grover was saying. "I mean, a Kindly one in the school! Now that we know for sure, and they know too-"

"We would only make matters worse by rushing him," Chiron said. "We need the boy to mature more."

Wow thank you Chiron. That is a nice compliment.

"But he may not have time. The summer solstice dead line-"

"Will have to be resolved without him, Grover. Let him enjoy his ignorance while he still can."

I, mentally, snorted. Yeah, I already knew.

"But sir, his scent. it was stronger in the museum."

"What?"

"In the bus, his scent smelled faint but then starting to become stronger. Then at the museum, his scent was really strong. he might've figured who he is."

Uh, no duh Grover.

"If that is true, then we must get him to camp this summer. Who knows how many monsters could've smelled him already."

Probably a lot by now.

"I think he's starting to have nightmares! Every time when I wake up, I feel a shiver down my spine when Percy wakes up. You know about the empathy link."

"Okay. Bring him to Camp but let him talk to his mother. She needs to know."

"Okay."

Mom. It will be great to see her again. Should I tell her about the fury or go to Montauk and then let Grover find me. I was about to leave. About.

"Also sir."

I inched closer again. Hoping to hear what Grover will say.

"This sounds weird but have you seen how Percy acted? It feels like he is hiding something. Like he knew more than he should."

Oh gods! GROVER!

"Really? How?"

"Well for starters, when Nancy was pulled into the water fountain, Percy had a smirk on. Like he knew he was going to do that. Also when you mentioned Kronos's pieces scattered in Tarturas, he shuddered like he'd been there and back. No one enters Tarturas and comes back alive."

I had to hold in my laughter for that. Wait till Nico, Annabeth, and I surprise him in the future. Then again, it's a place no person deserve. Even if they are in the Fields of Punishment. Okay maybe depending on the person. Anyways, Annabeth and I barely came out alive and barely been able to keep our sanity. Nico could barely keep his sanity when he went in.

"He's oblivious Grover."

"Yes, but I have this strange instinct that Percy knows more than we know. Satyr's instincts don't lie unless I'm in underground." I heard him shuddered.

I can't blow my cover yet! Annabeth might know during out quest for Zeus, but not this soon! I remembered I still have the textbook in my hand. It worked one time, it'll work again. I dropped the book and hit the floor with a thud. Chiron and Grover went silent. I picked up the book and backed down the hall. A shadow slid across the lighted glass of the office door. It was taller than his wheelchair form and was holding a bow and arrow. I opened the nearest door and slid inside. A few seconds later, I heard clop-clop-clop. He was literally in his true form in the mortal world. Seriously? He's going to get exposed. Luckily no mortals didn't enter. Somewhere in the hallway, I heard Chiron spoke.

"Nothing," he murmured. "My nerves haven't been right since the winter solstice."

"Mine either," Grover said. "But I could've sworn..."

"Bo back to the dorm. You've got a long day of exams tomorrow."

"Don't remind me."

The lights went out of Chiron's office. I waited for like five minutes even though it felt like forever due to my ADHD. Finally, I slipped out into the hallway and went back to the dorm. As I enter, Grover was lying on his bed, studying Latin notes as he'd been here all night.

"Hey," he said bleary-eyed. "You going to be ready for this test?"

He can read my emotions. I shrugged.

"Probably not. I'm just going to head to sleep. I couldn't study because of my dyslexia remember?"

Grover slowly nodded his head. I make way to my bed and fell asleep.

The next day started and every demigod's worst nightmare, besides Athena's kids I guess, is a three-hour Latin exam. I remembered some questions but due to my dyslexia I couldn't even make out some questions. Then something caught my eye.

Qeusiton 38: Waht was the sotry btweeen Pseoidon and Hrea tpapirng Zues in a gdenoln net?

I made it out what it said.

Question 38: What was the story between Poseidon and Hear trapping Zeus in a golden net?

Didn't he ask me this when I first came to Camp Half-Blood? Might as well answer this one correctly. After I was finished, I was about to leave until Chiron called me back in. Oh gods, this conversation was awkward. How can I say I understand without looking hurt?

"Percy. Don't be discouraged about leaving Yancy...it's for the best."

It was also awkward cause other people still taking the test could hear. Nancy made sarcastic little kissing motions at me. Gross.

"Okay sir."

"I mean...this is only a matter time-"

But I left. I already know what's going to happen. Next thing is the bus ride with Grover. I got my clothes packed up. I'm good. Usually I would be hanging around with people what they were going to do for summer but I didn't do it. I want to get to the bus already. Grover got a ticket to Manhattan on the same Greyhound as I was. During the bus ride, he kept glancing nervously at the other passengers as if they were going to turn into monsters. Actually that might be a possibility due to my record of luck. I have to blurt out the Kindly One thing.

"Looking for the Kindly Ones?"

Grover nearly jumped out of his seat. "Wha-what do you mean?"

Should I confess the eavesdropping?

"Well, I heard you and Ch-Mr. Brunner talking about a Kindly One. What does that mean?"

Grover's eye twitched. "H-how much did you hear?"

Oh nothing probably everything.

"A little bit. Also what is the summer solstice dead-line?"

He winced. "Look, Percy...I was just worried about you, see? I mean, hallucinating about demon math teachers..."

"Grover, I never said anything about after the museum. I never said anything about hallucinating demon math teacher-"

"And I was telling Mr. Brunner that maybe you were overstressed or something, because there was no such thing as and..."

"Grover, you're a really, really bad liar."

His ears turned pink. He needs lessons from the Stolls. From his shirt pocket, he fished out a grubby business card.

"Just take this, okay? In case you need me this summer."

The card was in fancy script. Seriously Dionysus? I mean, do you like seeing us suffer. Okay, maybe that's a yes. The fancy script was murder for my dyslexic eyes. They should've put it in Ancient Greek for demigods, but I still made out what it was.

Grover Underwood

Keeper

Half-Blood Hill

Long Island, New York

(800)-009-0009

Wait a minute, why do they have a phone number? We can't use phones!

"What's Half-"

"Don't say it out loud!" He yelped. "That's my, um... summer address."

I have no idea what to say except,

"Okay."

"Y-you can visit me sometimes if y-you need me."

I slowly nodded. The bus ride still became awkward as Grover put his card back into his pocket.

"Oh. Also Percy."

I looked at him.

"Yeah?"

He rubbed his neck. "I need to talk to your mom. It's important."

I nodded. "Sure."

Meeting mom again. That's great. We are going to walk in there and we will see mom cooking a meatloaf for Sm-OH GODS I FORGOT ABOUT GABE! I don't want Grover to come in and see Smelly Gabe. Should I? Also, should I ditch Grover and go home alone? Should I go to Montauk? There are so many should I. I can tell her at Montauk. I can do that. Wait a minute, what about Grover? By the time he finds my mom and I, the minotaur will be after us. OH GODS! THIS IS THE WORST PART OF TIME TRAVEL! DECIDING WHAT YOU SHOULD DO! Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods. What should I freaking do?! This is so HARD! What should I do!? Grover might not see me right now, but I am confused and a little terrified. Wait he can sense my emotions. Uhhh. DANG IT! UGH! I'll worry about it later! Right now I should think if I should ditch Grover or not. Oh gods, I am having a little panic attack! Okay calm down. Calm down. Ditch Grover or not. I don't want to but I don't want him to see Smelly Gabe. He's heard of him but I don't want him to actually see him!

My thoughts stopped as I heard a huge grinding noise under our feet. Black smoke poured from the dashboard and the whole bus filled with the smell of rotten eggs. The driver cursed and steered the Greyhound over the side of the highway. After a few minutes clanking around the engine compartment, the driver announced that we all have to get off. Grover and I filed outside with everybody else. We were on a stretch of country road, no place you'd notice if you didn't break down there. On our side of the highway was nothing but maple trees and litter from passing cars. On the other side, across four lanes of asphalt shimmering with afternoon heat, was an old fashioned fruit stand.

The stuff on sale looked really good: heaping boxes of blood red cherries and apples, walnuts and apricots, jugs of cider in a claw-foot tub full of ice. There were no customers but the next thing I saw made me remembered something. There were three old ladies sitting in rocking chairs in the shade of a maple tree, knitting the biggest pair of socks I'd ever seen. All three women looked ancient, with pale faces wrinkled like fruit leather, silver hair tied back in white bandannas, bony arms sticking out of bleached cotton dresses. They seemed to be looking right at me. The Fates. I remembered. After the battle of Kronos, I saw them again cutting Luke's string. I looked over at Grover to say something about this and saw that the blood had drained from his face. His nose was twitching.

"Grover?" I said. "Hey, man-"

"Tell me they're not looking at you. They are, aren't they?"

"They're not looking at me."

"Tell me the truth Percy!"

"They're looking at me."

The old lady in the middle, Atropos, took out a huge pair of scissors-gold and silver, long-bladed, like shears. I heard Grover catch his breath.

"We're getting on the bus, " he told me. "Come on. "

"What?" I said. "It's a thousand degrees in there. "

"Come on!'" He pried open the door and climbed inside, but I stayed back.

Across the road, the Fates were still watching me. The Atropos cut the yarn, and heard that snip across four lanes of traffic. Clotho and Lachesis balled up the electric-blue socks, still leaving me wondering a big question for them-who could the socks could possibly be for, Sasquatch or Godzilla. At the rear of the bus, the driver wrenched a big chunk of smoking metal out of the engine compartment. The bus shuddered, and the engine roared back to life. The passengers cheered.

"Darn right!" yelled the driver. He slapped the bus with his hat. "Everybody back on board!"

Once we got going, I started feeling feverish, as if I'd caught the flu. Does that happen when you see the fates? Grover didn't look much better. He was shivering and his teeth were chattering.

"Grover?"

He dabbed his forehead with his shirt sleeve. "Percy, what did you see back at the fruit stand?"

I cleared my throat. "You mean the old ladies? What is it about them, man? They're not like ... Mrs. Dodds, are they?" Thank you Hermes cabin for lying.

His expression was hard to read, "Just tell me what you saw. "

"A-the middle one took out her scissors, and she cut the yarn. "

He closed his eyes and made a gesture with his fingers that might've been crossing himself, but it wasn't.

He said, "You saw her snip the cord. "

"Yeah. So?" It's kind of like that. it was Luke's string but my fate is intertwined with him since I had to make a decision. Which I did.

"This is not happening, " Grover mumbled. He started chewing at his thumb. "I don't want this to be like the last time." Thalia.

"What last time?"

"Always sixth grade. They never get past sixth." Don't worry Thalia will come back.

"Grover, " I said. "What are you talking about?"

He looked at me mournfully, like he was already picking the kind of flowers I'd like best on my coffin. Well I would like blue flowers and I know what to do now.


~Shoutouts~

Really good you wrote parts of the lightning thief in to the story which made the story familiar.

Well I have too. I need to do parts of the lightning thief because it obviously shows how Percy staring to know he was a demigod.

booklover41

I like this because I have no idea where it is going. You see one of my habbies is seeing if I can perdict how a story will turn out. Sometimes I can figue out the whole story from the first chapter. I even thought I Had you figuered out, believing this would be another cliche 'boy goes back in time and every thing turns out fine' but that was nipped in the bud on chapter 1! Bravo then chapter two, well I didn't know what to expect but after the first few paragraphs I thought perhaps this is just filler to help make the better in the long run, and while in a way it was with him planning what he is going to do, he thinks of different ways he can go about. I do love it when this happens ib a story, espacally the way you did it. It shows what mights happen but not gow it will happen, or which one will, or even some will be fused to make a better senario later. Thus making it perfect and keepubg the reader on the edge of their seat. In fact at the moment there doesn't actaully seem to be a plan, exvept for require the minatoar's horn again but doesn't say how, it gives clues but nothing definate, meaning he can adapt in a moments notice.
All in all a great read!

P.S. sorry if this review is to long.

Thank you so much for reading ^^. I'm glad I caught you off guard with the story, because I like to do unexpected turns sometimes. I don't mind for a long review, it just gives me supprt on how you like/improve the story

Solangelover

I liked the part where he planned it all out. He should have gotten some powers from Chaos though. Like teleporting short distances

Well I didn't let Chaos give Percy powers because Percy is already a strong demigod. So I didn't do it.


Hope you guys like it!

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