Added: 1st half - August 25, 2011
2nd half - August 28, 2011

Hey guys! From now on since school and basketball season is coming, updates will be slower but I'll still be writing. The more reviews you put, the more time I'll put into the story, and hopefully faster updates.

BTW, I have seen a video with Rick Riordan reading part of Chapter Two which is pretty awesome. I don't want to spoil it but you guys can look for it. All I can say is, my predictions for chapter two was close, not too far off in some parts. :D spoiler.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, book or series. Rick Riordan does.

Percy

Percy wasn't feeling to comfortable being left with alone with Dakota, regardless of the hundred or so campers gathering around to watch him "supposedly" get beat up by the strongest camper in the whole camp. People grouped themselves with their friends and started whispering to each other before anything even started. Others giggled and stared at Percy dreamily, that or they were looking at Dakota's biceps. Percy guessed that this was a normal event since Lupa was here to watch the fight. Is this just another test? Percy thought. Well, all he knew was that he wasn't gonna let this guy beat him. He started to remember someone that had the personality of Dakota. Always wanting to battle, likes beating up punks, not that Percy's a punk or anything.

Another thing started to annoy Percy. The names of the gods seemed wrong. It should be Ares, not Mars, and Aphrodite, not Venus and a bunch of other names that came into mind. But those names, they were...what? Greek? He honestly didn't know why or how he knew those names, but something held him back from speaking them. Especially when Lupa was around. But something about that wolf made him feel uneasy, more alert and much more careful with his tongue. Percy averted his eyes back to Dakota who was now in full armour, looking delighted to pulverize me. Instead of the standard silver metal plating, his armour was entirely red. Different shades probably representing the different stages of anger, Percy silently joked.

"Why're you just standing there, punk?" Dakota teased as his metal wristbands transformed into gold blades. "We're here to battle, not stare at one another."

Percy really didn't like this guy. But a strange feeling shot through him. The word Mars-Ares whatever the god's name is, he felt that he had a bad relationship with him. He's not sure where or when he's ever met a god, but it wasn't a good feeling.

Percy already had his pen in his hands, so he uncapped it, preparing for battle. As the pen grew into a three-foot long bronze sword, the crowd gasped and murmured among themselves, probably saying stuff like, What is that made of? or What kind of guy is he? or This guy is weird. Percy didn't really care about what he heard, he's tired of being thought of a weakling, being looked down on and weird...according to the others anyways.

"Before we start off, I should introduce myself. I am Dakota Moralla, son of Mars and member of the first legion and strongest person in the camp." Dakota said as he flexed his muscles off to the girls. Some rolled their eyes, others giggled. One actually fainted, which was a little scary. His looks could kill.

"I am uhh-Percy Jackson." Percy said. "And that's all about I remember." He probably looked like an idiot, not knowing anything else besides his name.

Dakota laughed at his stupidness and charged, making the first move of the battle. He swung his first sword downwards right at Percy. Percy would have blocked it but something told him to get away. He listened to his conscious and rolled to his right, dodging Dakota's smash. Percy looked back at the broken ground where he once stood. Dakota's slow but he's powerful. But the fact that he has two swords, will make it harder to dodge for him to dodge all the time. Dakota just kept on coming and Percy kept on avoiding blocking. Dakota gradually got used to Percy's movements and anticipated them.

He swung the sword on his left hand and Percy was forced to block it. Percy lifted his blade just in time to defend himself, but the force of the swing was too much and pushed Percy's blade back, far enough for Dakota's gold sword to wound his right arm. Percy winced, but didn't cry out. It was adrenaline taking control. He rolled aside and got away from Dakota. Percy took a quick look at his wound which didn't look to serious at the moment.

Even strength must bow down to wisdom, Percy heard from the back of his head. He thought about that statement and figured that Dakota was just strong and slow. Percy was faster and more agile. Dakota came charging at Percy, thinking he was off guard. Percy made a move that surprised the whole crowd, he charged. Dakota smirking as he charged. Finally, I can truly beat him to a pulp., he thought. He slashed at Percy who didn't move out of the way at all. What an idiot! Dakota started to make out a little bit of laughter. At the last second, Percy stepped aside and stabbed Dakota at the ribs. Success! Dakota bellowed in pain and got angry. With the other sword, he slashed downwards. Percy absorbed the strike and kicked his wound. A little dirty, but Dakota was dirty himself. Dakota took a few steps backwards. Percy saw this opportunity and cut his leg, which brought his opponent on one knee.

"Do you yield?" Percy asked. Both breathing heavily. For a moment, everyone was waiting for an answer from Dakota. Silence filled the arena. Dakota looked up at Percy, angry, but Percy saw another thing. Embarrassed?

Dakota sighed and smiled, "I yield. Congratulations, Percy."

The crowd stood up and cheered. It was so loud the entire nation probably could hear and think there was an earthquake. It wasn't everyday that newcomers beat Dakota, much less even actually fight him decently. Although, people still stared at Percy like he was a freak. But he didn't care. He felt accepted. Some people came down and complimented him, saying sorry about what they've been saying about him behind his back and stuff. Dakota was heading to the infirmary with a help of some of his half-siblings who all gave Percy the evil look.

"Percy Jackson!" someone yelled over all the noise. Everyone stopped as they recognized the voice. It was Lupa, obviously. "Come with me. I wish to have...a word with you." That didn't sound too well. She sounded furious or frustrated. Everyone was startled at what just happened. Percy beat Dakota and she doesn't even seem to care. The crowd whispered again and went back to the way it was. Percy swallowed in uneasiness and followed Lupa out of the arena and led him past the lake, heading towards to the ocean.

The closer they got to the water, the more calm Percy felt. He could feel the water filling him with energy. That calmness vanished when Percy saw Lupa's angered face.

"So-uhhh, what did you want to talk to me about?" Percy asking nervously.

"Show me some respect!" Lupa snapped. Percy backed off, and bowed. "Better. Now, I know exactly who you are, you have just given yourself away."

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Percy was puzzled. What does she mean? Lupa, who is now walking around in circles around Percy, examined him. Wait, Lupa knows who he is, could she know about his past? About his old life? He decided better not to ask with her current mood.

"You are a Greek. Your celestial bronze sword gave it away and your style of fighting. I should kill you right now and be done with it." Thunder boomed across the sky. Lupa looked up talking to no one, "I know! You are lucky that the gods favor you." Percy was totally lost in what she's saying. Celestial bronze? Is that what his sword is made of?

"What do you have against the Greeks?" A pretty dumb question but Percy was clueless. Lupa growled and glanced at Percy. It seems to be a touchy subject.

"I am forbidden to speak about it. But you might be related to Jason's disappearance. And you might be yet quite useful. I sense great potential in you. One that I haven't seen in many centuries." Lupa quietly said. She was sad about one thing for sure. Jason missing or about the Greeks. Percy didn't want to find out. "Starting tomorrow, you will be training extremely hard and learn about discipline. Now, in my camp, those who disobey orders or misbehaves, will be my dinner. That is our rule. You have been spared countless times today. The next time, you will not have a second chance." Lupa stared at Percy, checking for signs of weakness or fear. Thankfully, she didn't, which is a good start.

"That is all, Percy Jackson. Once this is all over, I do not want to see you again." Percy bowed and walked away, relieved that she didn't bite his head off or something.

A few steps and his right arm started to burn. It was coming from the cut Dakota gave him. He was poisoned. He could barely stand up. Lupa grabbed Percy's shirt with her fangs and carried him to infirmary with amazing speed. As soon as they got there, a bunch of other demi-gods rushed and carried Percy to a bed. They wrapped his cut with bandages and stripped it on tightly to prevent more blood loss. A girl brought a plate of yellow cubes and another brought something in a cup. Nectar and ambrosia, Percy thought.

The girl with the nectar came up first and let him take two sips at max. Percy was surprised that it tasted like chocolate chip cookies, and something blue came to mind. He didn't know why and he didn't care. The nectar wasn't what he expected it to be, but he liked the way it is. After the two sips, he started to feel less pain. The girl with the ambrosia came over and gave him one cube. He ate it and he started to feel his injury healing already. The medics told him to rest. He didn't protest and closed his eyes.

In his dream, he saw a place with a lake, a forest and a bunch of other people running around with swords and shields. It was a similar place to Legionary Camp, just a little different. The atmosphere here seemed for calm and less strict. Percy could see the ocean which was far away from where he stood. On the ocean, some people were building some sort of shit. The hull seemed to be done an were no working on the inside of the ship since no one was on the deck. If Percy's eyesight was correct, he thought he was seeing a one-eyed person. But that would mean it's a cyclops. Could these guys be the enemy? When he looked at the sandbanks, on top of a rock, a blond haired girl was staring out into the ocean. Immediately, Percy felt that these people were allies. The scene shifted and Percy was now standing in front of a woman wearing a cloak made of goatskin and was glowing faintly. Once Percy found out who it was, he bowed.

"Hera." Percy said.

The goddess smiled and replied, "That is my Greek counterpart. As of right now, I am Juno." Percy was about to speak when Juno interrupted him, "I know you have a lot of questions right now, but I cannot answer them all. I also cannot give you back your memories until the time is right."

"But why?" Percy complained like he was a 4 year-old. "Why am I here?"

"To keep you from harm." The goddess reasoned. "Your future will be more dangerous than you have ever faced, that is why I have sent you here. You have accomplished many quests and we gods are truly grateful, but we are in need of your service again Percy, and so does the world. Now go and wake, it's time you show them who you are." And with that confusing valedicton, the goddess disappeared and Percy popped open his eyes and sat up straight on his bed. He rubbed his eyes to get rid of the blurriness.

Percy turned to the entrance as he heard someone rushing in. He saw a familiar looking boy carrying someone he didn't recognize. The boy was Bobby. Percy could see his concern about the girl in his green eyes. Bobby muttered something about stupid gorgons attacking her or something and that they were at camp borders. This caught Percy's attention immediately. He had some unfinished business with those two siblings. Percy still wasn't fully recovered, but he got up anyways and headed out the infirmary and towards camp borders.

After the battle between Percy and the gorgons

Before passing out, Percy felt two things. One, his whole face was on fire and two, someone slapping the Had-uhh Pluto out of him. Although he was unconscious, he was pretty sure both his cheeks were red. When he woke up, he saw a girl feeding him some nectar. He was still a little weak from the whole water incident. Behind the girl was a creature with the top half a human body and the lower half, the body of a horse. A centaur. Percy recognized this scene. When he regained complete focus, he looked around, only to see Reyna and Lupa around him in some building he's never been in. The whole place seemed to have never been used, at least not for hundreds of years. The room was dark and dust covered to majority of the place. The walls were blue and there were only 2 beds in the whole room, which isn't that big.

"Where am I?" Percy asked as he sat up. He still felt a little drowsy, but with one more sip of nectar and he was all better.

"You are in Neptune's cabin. The cabin of your father." Lupa said unenthusiastically. Reyna looked at Percy oddly. She seemed to be psyched, sad and angry at the same time. Possibly confusion too, trying to decide how she should be feeling. Reyna help Percy up and led him to the door. Once turned the dusty old knob, bright light shone in his face. Percy was out for the whole night! He suddenly remembered Lupa threatening Percy about what was about to start today. Percy gulped in nervousness. Lupa and Reyna followed.

"All hail, Percy Jackson, the son of Neptune!" Lupa said loudly. The whole camp bowed and repeated the words. Okay, a little bizarre getting praised by the whole camp. What made it even more bizarre, was the fact that everyone was eyeing him. Looking for something to happen.

"How can you be so sure he's the son of one of the big three?" One finally asked. Hazel, Frank and Reyna all stepped in and described what happened at camp borders. "Then why hasn't he been claimed?" Asked another. This caused the crowd to babble and buzz. Everybody was in shocked. Did he do something wrong? Or was it the fact he was able to do something most people couldn't? Why did everyone make such a big fuss over him? Lupa finally stepped forward and took a deep breath, knowing something everyone else didn't. And she didn't seem to happy about it. She growled loudly for everyone to hear and get their attention.

Lupa cleared her throat and slowly announced, "It is obvious to say...that young, Percy here, has already been claimed."

Sorry about the wait guys, got home pretty late. Anyways, that's chapter 4. Although, I don't know why can't put the 3 stars in the middle (meaning there's a time lapse) so I put a line instead. I guess 7 reviews is good enough for me. Even one review brightens up my day. Also, two simple words like "Loved it" or "Great job" is all you really need to type. I'll update soon! Oh and wish me luck on tomorrow's basketball tryouts!

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