A/N:Well, I am stupidly doing this again, why? I honestly cannot tell you but here goes! maybe someone will actually see this, I don't know though so without further ado here it is. Chapter 4. And as for a disclaimer, I think it should be obvious I don't own Percy Jackson but in case someone rides my ass, here it is officially, I do not own PJO, it's characters or it's world, HOWEVER you cannot own gods and goddess' especially if they are ones actual religion.

Last Time:

"Oh huntress, Artemis does know who her true love is. She is just too prideful to admit that sometimes what she needs is the warmth of a mans loving embrace." I hear Aphrodite whisper into my ear. She might not be the most noble of goddess' and she may always try to make my sisters betray their oaths. Love is her domain, and I must respect her

for Now Bralus POV:

"You'd think hearing a prophecy about having to walk a dark path alone would make a guy fear for his life. Personally I was kind of excited, been a while since I faced the path of night and I was looking forward to what Night has in store for me this time. I was in the middle of one of those oh so peaceful sleeps that us demigods get, please note my ever loving sarcasm when the dream started.

"Come now Artemis you can't honestly think you can get yourself out of this one can you? I mean look at you, trapped under the sky and struggling, what happened to you? You used to be one of the strongest. Now you are a shadow of your former glory. Do you honestly think the ancient laws really are real? Please! They are tools used by your father Zeus so he doesn't have to actually care for the mortal world he is supposed to watch over."

"And you boy! You think you would be able to change this world? Working for Kronos and serving him so readily? Do you really think you can protect the mortals? We gods might not be the best choice, but we are better than him and the titans! Do not test me, I still have power enough to kill you with my mere aura."

"Enough Luke, the general has plans for this one once she is done. The quest has been issued and a wrinkle has shown up in the plan. Someone we did not foresee has entered the game and we must compensate for him or else we will lose. And Artemis, we will have to solve this problem with authority you seem to have. I will take great pride in...wearing you down. And then like every super villain in a cheesy movie he laughs. I know what your thinking and yes that was probably the most cliched thing I had ever fucking seen in my life. But that's a titan for you really, really arrogant assholes.

I wake up from said nightmare of course in cold sweats and the usual demigod panic of wondering where I am and how I got here when I notice im in my dad's cabin in camp halfblood. well this is just amazing really. And by amazing I mean absolute shit, checking my alarm I realise it's only 0446 and I have to leave today. Deciding it's worth being eaten I get out of the bed groaning and feeling my back and limbs crack in various places and head towards the arena. Taking my Lajatang, knives and my pistols I begin warming exercises of around 100 sit ups and push ups followed by 40 burpies. Then to test acrobatics and flexibility I start by doing forward hand stands and hand springs, standing front flips and running front flip 180's before ending with multiple back-flips and a knife throw at the end. I look at the target and smile with amusement when I see it is dead centre bullseye.

Taking out my Lajatang I begin basic defensive manouvres and forms, hit with bottom, spin slash to enemy throat and continue to move in whirling slashing movements, because of the sickle blades at each end of the lajatang you can't really stab or thrust with it, instead you have to use it exactly like a standard staff but with added damage potential. Good for slashes and whirling strikes as well as using the handle of the staff to incapacitate or stun a foe. Finishing my forms I take out my knives. Now, there is a difference between a knife and a Dagger. A dagger is basically a miniature sword roughly a foot long, possibly a foot and a half in total length. A knife is usually six-eight inches long designed for stabbing and precision strikes. I personally prefer throwing knives but I keep two on me for melee in case there isn't enough room for my lajatang. I start by setting up a course for myself, dummies in various positions and odd angles that will make me think, quickly memorising the course I start at one end as I run through, spinning to my left I hit one dummy in the left shoulder, not enough to kill but it incapacitates. br /br /Going into a roll I throw a knife hitting another dummy in the head messy but still a kill shot. spinning to my right I throw two knives up into the tree hitting that dummy in the gut. kill shot, but slow. and the other knife I throw low near the base of the tree nailing the final dummy roughly where the jugular should be. Quick, clean. And explosive death. target bleeds out in seconds and because the knife penetrates the air pipe as well, can't make a call. Still messy heavily I slowly walk around the arena and pick up my knives. Looking around the snow capped ground I smile to myself as I take out the water I keep with me at all times and begin working on my water powers. Contrary to popular belief a lot of our abilities we aren't just born with we actually do have to train them just as any other. Even the children of Zeus and Hades have to train their abilities in order to use them more effectively. I will the water to form into multiple spears and two targets as I shift the targets merely for effect I say 'Pull' between each target and throw. Now, moving a target erratically and trying to aim a spear at it, at the same time is actually stupidly difficult. after a few misses I finally get my own rhythm down and I start nailing all the targets dead centre. I then start forming miniature hurricanes and tornado's with my water as they move across causing not too much destruction. Finally I freeze the water in sharp Ice spikes and hurl them at various dummies before I turn it back into it's liquid form and finally super heat it until it becomes steam.

I then begin tapping my feet and concentrate it locally so the rest of the camp isn't awakened as I summon a minor earthquake. Just enough to make the earth in the arena rattle and a column or two to be knocked over, nothing too terribly major. Taking a seat on the ground I smile to myself as I notice the bushes rustling just off to my left."You can come out now little brother, no need to be hidden from me. After all, we are family."

"How did you know it was me?" the voice of my little brother says sounding I must say rather surprised.

Percy POV:

I listen as my brother has what can only be a nightmare, having just woken up from one myself I can understand his frustration at the situation but I do not understand why he seems so upset. I am anxiously awaiting leaving tomorrow even if i'm not part of the quest. I have to save Annabeth! Hearing what I can only assume is a sigh he climbs out of the bunk and puts on some of his weapons and walks out the door. Naturally I can't allow one of my family members to come to harm and get eaten by the harpies I follow him at a safe distance as he moves to the arena. Curious I hide in the bushes and watch as he does this odd routine of gymnastics and then starts training with his what was it again? lajatin? Anyways his staff and I have to say watching him move is amazing all of his movements are fluid and roll with each other making the transition seem completely seamless and /br /I then watch as he shifts gears and starts putting dummy's for training in odd and I must say completely random spots before he moves to one side of the arena and just runs forward throwing the knives into each of the dummy's and i'm scared and slightly in awe at how all of his shots are kill shots. Nothing to incapacitate or injure lightly, one hundred percent pure death is all he dishes out. As he finishes he collects his knives and inspects his work as he seems angry at the shot that missed its target and hit the left shoulder blade of the dummy. Then I see him start forming hurricanes and tornados? Small ones obviously but wow! If I even attempted half of this I would be nearly dead from exhaustion, then I watch as he forms water spears and targets. It's funny when he misses some of them as he controls both at the same time. Then he surprises me further by summoning an earthquake! it's all I can do really to keep my footing as some of the columns fall over. Man Annabeth is going to mad at him when she finds out. Finally I watch as he turns the water into ice, shoots them at all the dummy's destroying everything, then turns all the water into steam. After he collapses I decide that maybe it's enough watching and I go to slink away, I guess I made too much noise as he catches me and I go out into the

"Simply put little brother there's only one person in this camp who could have known I was out here besides Zoe Nightshade. Since me and Zoe finally reached an understanding last night the only logical choice was you, now sit with me Percy. We shall talk before we temporarily part ways." I can't exactly argue with that logic as I go and sit beside him as he pulls out another bottle of water and hands me some. I gladly drink it as I ask my questions

"How are you still alive? And where did you come from? I was under the impression that all of my siblings were killed or died out naturally by the end of WWII. So can you please tell me something about this?" I ask almost pleading, I am dying to know more about my siblings and Bralus, despite being seemingly cold hearted and i'm guessing a killer of not just monsters is my only way of knowing what life is like for us after camp.

"That is a very loaded question Percy, I guess I should begin with who I am. My name is Bralus Pax Teriteus. I was born in what is now modern day Athens roughly 15 years before the war for Troy. I was found at a young age by my king. You know him as Achilles and trained with his Myrmidons, we were an elite fighting force personally taught by the master of war himself. My king was a great man, many know him for his faults and curse. But he was still a great man. When the war for Troy fully ended and our lord was dead, we were sailing home when Athena and Ares appeared before us. I was the last one in command as I was blessed by them both and given partial immortality. And I have been their king ever since. Keeping us togethor through the years, the fall of Greece, Rome. I witnessed it all, and took part in a lot of it too." He says these words with so much sadness and grief it's hard to not feel sorry for him. If this is what immortality can do to a person I am not entirely sure I even want it.

"But...How? And you bring mortals into the mix? doesn't that break laws or something? I mean, we demigods are there to protect mortals aren't we?" I am kind of sad and amazed when he merely laughs at that comment as if I have just told him the biggest joke he had ever heard in his undoubtedly long life.

"Percy, you need to understand something, when I was a child, the mist didn't exist. mortals, demigods, and monsters fought all the time. Demigods often got in the affairs of mortals killing tens of thousands of them, all kinds. Not just the sons and daughters of some of the more evil gods. In truth one of the worst murderers in history was a son of Apollo. I do not prejudice when I select my warriors, the only criteria is that you be a clear sighted mortal. Or a demigod, sometimes I allow a "monster" in if they show themselves to be of resolute character. Some of fathers Cyclopes are part of my armourers and my demolitions teams." By this time the sun has been rising slowly and we head off to breakfast and I have a lot ot think about

*LINE BREAK*Bralus POV(it's going to be like this for most of the story, sorry people):

You'd think after over two thousand years I would grow comfortable with war, and death. The truth is I am barely holding it togethor Tens of thousands of souls both mortal and monster have crossed my blade. I still remember each and every one of them, you'd think it would blur right? No, each night. Sometimes during the day, I relive my memories, all the people I killed, the suffering I caused. And those fates. The cruel, wicked bitches they are. Decide I am to forever love the virgin goddess of the Hunt, who has forever sworn off the company of men? Fucking sick joke. I sigh as I follow Percy to our table and I sacrifice all of my food to Artemis to help her gain strength. I then turn to my men, looking each of them in the eye as they nod. They know their duty; continuing the fight no matter what, the rest of the company would have landed, three thousand of the strongest mortals, demigods and goodly monsters the states have ever or will ever see. Regardless of their so called special Operations groups.

I called the entire corporation to our HQ in the America's, an abandoned military base in the middle of Canada, allows us to keep an eye on the giants and other monsters that inhabit the area. I take out a coin and toss it into the air. Instantly a trunk is delivered to me and I thank Hermes with a large bag of Drachmas as I open the trunk. Inside is everything I will need for my "quest". My custom G36 blessed by Hephaestus himself to always shoot the correct type of bullet to kill whatever I am aiming at. Custom enchantments and modifications include heartbeat sensor, foregrip, chambered for 12.7mm ammunition and hardened butt-stock with a red dot sight on the top for accuracy and precision shooting at medium and close range. my G18 pistol with expanded magazine, standard 9mm fully automatic, again enchanted to always fire correct ammunition, and fire selector for single shot. My tactical armour, black with the silver Spears and Owl helm. Composite ceramic plates with "Liquid armour" sheeting between threaded Kevlar. finally my tactical hood with auto adjustable plated glass with telescopic lenses. And ability to switch between thermal and regular optics with a thought. Nectar, Ambrosia, and MRE's. Stepping out of my cabin fully armed and armoured I strike an imposing figure I guess judging from the kids' looks as I walk to the stables and talk to a white Pegasus and ask him to take me to DC, with the promise to bribe him with doughnuts on the way.

Apparently the questers sans Percy left before I did which is fine by me. Taking to the skies it takes a few hours to fly me to DC but I get there. Touching down I head towards the smithsonian right when a giant roar is heard. groaning to myself I run towards it right when a little child says. "look mum it's a kitty!" Oh... Fuck me sideways on a pogostick batman the thing cannot be back already. And sure enough there it is, the Nemean fucking Lion. running up beside Zoe and that other huntress. I think it was Bianca. "Looks like you got a cat problem huntress." my attempt at humour is lost on the immortal girl scout and she just scowls at me, which I might add is hilarious.

"Thine attempt at humour does thee no good Bralus. If thee cannot help us, then get out of our way!" She says as she appears to be attempting to lure the lion into a false sense of security by repeatedly firing arrows into the impentrable skin. Unfortunately for us at that precise moment six mercenaries burst through the doors armed with various shotguns. Fucking perfect, no insignia's so they are just freelancers. Taking out my G36 I kneel and aim in their direction and on semi auto shoot and drop one with a head shot. his brains kind of splattering his two comrades as they immediately take cover. Unfortunately gunshots int he Smithsonian generally tend to get people in a panic as everyone starts running about looking scared and of course yelling such things like 'HE'S GOT A GUN' and my favourite 'WHY IS THERE A GOLDEN CAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LOBBY EATING SPACE FOOD?' That one confused me until I looked back and spotted them throwing food packets at the fucking lion.

Honestly? If it wasn't for the pressing attention of the now five mercs in the atrium, I would have been laughing my ass off. Switching to full auto I turn and fire suppression rounds in five round bursts while I gauge their locations and flank them. The wild fire that comes back at me is almost laughable if it wasn't for the fact I got hit. Wincing in pain I check the damage, strangely it hit me in one fo the few weak spots of the my armour but the shot is through and through so some ambrosia after the firefight and I will be fine. Sliding onto my knees and popping off more suppression fire I see two trying to break left for the kids and I fire a burst into them, Killing the two mercs instantly as they are torn apart by the bullets. The other two are smarter, one takes out what appears to be a hatchet and the other a dirk and charge me, too close to use the gun so I sling and take out two of my daggers, curved designed for fighting multiple opponents.

Parrying the one with the dirk and jumping over the wild swings of the hatchet, I spin my daggers in defensive stance while I analyze their fighting style. Hatchet likes to swing wildly but knows what he is doing, and Dirk likes to use precise strikes, likely trained in fencing. Kicking Hatchet in the chest with a drop kick I stab Dirk in the neck dropping him instantly, spinning around I duck Hatchets swing and stab him once in the side puncturing his lung and finally finish him off by slitting his throat with a reverse grip slash that turns his neck into a gaping trench of blood and muscle.

Turning around I see the Nemean Lion is hacking on the space food. Chuckling softly I grab my rifle and aim a burst at it's gaping maw I like the satisfaction of hearing its last howl of pain as it dissolves into dust. Mortal security guards rush over and I wave my hands, using a heavy coating of mist to make it seem like the security guards fended off five would be robbers and the resulting shoot out killed the robbers while the guards suffered no injuries. Taking the coat I hand it to Percy

"Your plan, your kill little brother. Now, for the rest of you. I must be off, I have...a job to finish."

"But wait! You should join us. We kind of need your help and you have the experience dealing with mortal soldiers we need. Plus the hunters are out of arrows!" I look around and too my utter disapointment he is right. The hunters have run out of arrows, rolling my eyes at them I toss four drachmas into the air and a crate of arrows appears at the hunters feet. All silver and gleaming as if they just came off the forgers anvil. which they likely did considering I ordered them straight from the god of metals himself.

"That should take care of that, see you all in Frisco!" I say unnecessarily happy. I mean really, who hell wants to go to the home of the titans? It's a terrible fucking idea. I walk over to the White house...funny, I remember when it was pink and located closer to the river. Walking near the white house armed as I am naturally I was surrounded by Secret Service agents and I merely said one phrase. "When Night is full, the darkness reigns." They instantly lower their weapons and lead me towards the capitol building. Where, taking me to the basement. They show me the door, the Presidential seal leading to what people think is the Presidents personal safety bunker. I smile as I notice the Three moons of Night. Two crescents next to an eclipsed moon in the centre of the crest.

"The path of Night. It has been some time Lady Nyx." I say as I walk down into the darkest place in all the world.

To anyone who actually reads this. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. Seriously, I can't write, or keep doing this if you honestly don't tell me how bad/good this is, because the silence just makes me assume you think it's really fucking shitty. Anyways, good on you guys who have read it and like it. I hope for your continued viewing. Also if anyone wants me to bump this rating up from a T to an M...someone is going to have to tell me how because I have absolutely no idea.

Your friend from Canada: TyberAuorora(to anyone wondering why this took so long the past two months have had me be EXTREMELY competative play and organising teams for my video game which I do take very seriously) Anyways, love and hugs guys and gals!