Percy Jackson: Howl At the Moon

by barla

Perseus Jackson was betrayed by the people he called his family. Cheated by his girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, dis-owned by his father, forgotten and hated by his friend/family, and replace by his half-brother, Austin Reed, he left the place he called home. His mother died when he was only 6, he had no one. Until he had some help from a powerful being and is reunited with old family

6. Chapter 6: Devil's Night

3rd POV

It was bright early in the morning, a day before Halloween. It was probably about 6:30 in the morning. Percy is dead asleep in his bed. He is shirtless, only wearing his black flannel pants. His hair is all messed up, sticking up in every different direction. He laid flat on his stomach, showing off his bare back. The covers were tangle around Percy legs or either hanging off his bed. Percy head laid sideways, his lips parted slightly, a bit of drool coming out the corner of his mouth, and soft snores came out of his mouth.

Suddenly the bedroom door slowly opened, revealing the one and only Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. Scott is holding a bucket of freezing cold water, filled with ice while Stiles is holding a camera. They tip-toed towards Percy bed, unknowing to them that Percy woke up because of them. Percy remained still, pretending to sleep, as his two best friends quietly walk towards him. They both stop at Percy side, looking at each other, and grinning widely. They both counted silently.

"3, 2, 1", they whispered before doing their prank on Percy.

Scott threw the bucket of freezing water at Percy, Stiles ready to take the picture. The ice and water landed on Percy, soaking both him and his bed. The two watched gleefully, ready to see Percy reaction but was disappointed that Percy didn't wake up. In fact, it looks like the freezing water didn't even affect Percy. They both gawked as Percy just rolled to his side, his back facing them, still sleeping. Stiles faced Scott.

"Is he dead or something?", Stiles whispered at Scott, eyeing Percy.

"No, he's breathing."

"Then why isn't he awake?! He's ruining Devil's Night!", Stiles whined like a little kid.

"I don't know."

They both move closer to Percy. Unknown to them, Percy sneakily took out two big water guns under his bed and held them tightly in his hands. After a moment, Percy whipped around, aimed at Scott and Stiles, and smirked at them. The two eyes widen in shock. Before they could even move, Percy pulled the trigger, and sprayed them. Instead of the water guns being filled with water, it was filled with ketchup. Scott and Stiles both cried out in surprise, flailing their arms around, as if that will help. Percy stopped when a voice suddenly not only him but all three boys go pale.

"BOYS! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!", Melissa McCall yelled at them.

The three of them all froze, staring wide eyed at her. Percy pointed at Stiles, who pointed at Scott, and who pointed at Percy.

"He did it!", they three shouted at the same time.

Melissa pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing tiredly, before looking up, and giving all three of them a stern look.

"Clean this mess up. And get ready for school", Melissa order them, before shaking her head and leaving.

All three of them grinned at each other, high-fiving.

"Mischief Night!", the three cheered, pumping their fists up in the air.

Percy POV

Once we got in trouble by Scott's mom, we all quickly changed for school. I changed into a pair of dark jeans, white V-neck shirt, a pair of black supra high tops, and a black and grey baseball jacket, since my denim jacket was ruined by Derek's blood. The three of us ate breakfast, hopped in the Jeep, and sped off to school. School was crazy. Toilet papers and eggs are thrown in the air, smashing on the school. Students sprayed each other with silly strings or even water guns. And I was pretty sure I saw one dude running on school ground with Halloween mask and only his boxers on. The three of us smiled and chuckled.

"Now this is how school should always be like", I said to them, as we walked up to the school.

Stiles patted my back, as he stared at the chaos that is in the hallway with gleeful smile.

"Now listen here Perce, since this is your first Mischief night-."

"This isn't my first Mischief night", I interrupted Stiles.

"You will have to go through the same thing that Scott and I went through", Stiles continued, ignoring my comment.

I sighed dramatically, glancing at Scott and Stiles, both having cheshire smile on their faces.

"And what is it, oh mighty Stilinski?", I asked him in a sarcastic tone.

If it was even possible, they both smiled even wider, creeping me out a bit.

"You are going to be pranked", Stiles told me.

"All day. All night", Scott finished for him.

I looked at them with raised eyebrows before bursting out laughing. Oh man, I couldn't help it. Scott and Stiles smiles both dropped and turned into a small frown, as they looked at me like I was crazy. I continued to laugh until I forced myself to stop laughing.

"You", I pointed at Scott and Stiles. "Are going to prank me?", I pointed at myself. They both nodded causing me to snicker. "Good luck with that."

I walked down the halls, Scott and Stiles running behind me. Stiles stopped me.

"What do you mean by that? I feel pretty insulted by that. I am a great prankster. In fact, if there was a place for being the best pranker in this town, I will be numero uno, top 1, the king of prankster. And you are just laughing at us", Stiles whined at me, flailing his arms.

I gave them a look.

"Sorry my friends but no one can prank me. I've been pranked before and after a while of being pranked, I know all the tricks to not get pranked", I explain to them.

Stiles eye twitched at me in annoyance and anger.

"Okay, are you forgetting that I have a werewolf on my side to help and I am the one that is going to prank Coach today in class?", Stiles explain to me, his hands on his hips.

I rolled my eyes.

"I haven't forgot because I've helped you last night as you literally made us sneak into school in the middle of the night. And I just can't be pranked", I told them.

"Want to make a bet on that?", Scott asked me.

"Go on", I told him, crossing my arms across my chest and giving him my full attention.

"Okay, if we prank you once the whole day you got to...", Scott trailed off, thinking.

Stiles snapped his fingers and pointed at me.

"You've got to ride your skateboard, in a bikini, in school", Stiles told me, smiling proudly of his suggestion.

"And if I win, you guys got to wear I Love Percy Jackson T-Shirts tomorrow, the whole day in school", I told them.

They nodded their heads.

"Deal", they said.

"Deal", I said, they took both of my hands out for them to shake.

We shook on it, sealing the deal. I walked to my locker, smiling at Allison on the way.

"What's up, Argent?", I smirked at her, leaning against the locker.

She laughed.

"Not much, Jackson. Hey look, sorry about my-", I cut her off.

"Like I told you, don't worry about it. That wasn't the worst dinner I have ever been to", I told her.

"Really? Because that was the most embarrassing, humiliating, dinner I have ever had in my whole entire life", Allison said.

"It wasn't that bad", I tried to reassure her.

Allison gave me a look.

"Alright. It was bad. Oh and Allison, seriously, a condom?", I asked her, whispering the last part to her.

Allison blushed like a fire truck, looking around and making sure that no one heard.

"It was Lydia's idea", Allison told me quietly.

"Lydia Martin? You took Lydia's advice? Really, Allison?"

"It's not that. I really want to do it-", I closed my ears with my hands.

"OK, don't want to hear that. That is my best friend there. You can totally talk about that with Lydia, Me, nope, nada", I told her.

Allison laughed at me.

"You are so childish."

"Hey, I am a kid by heart."

Allison just laughed even more. I was about my locker, when I smelled something in it. I wrinkled my nose, when I smelled rotten eggs. Narrowing my eyes, I put in my combination, and open my locker. My eyes widen and I quickly crouched down. There was a silent Snap before there was a loudCrunch and Thwack. I slowly lifted my head up, looking at the lockers behind me. There was eggs, splattered across the locker, lucky that it didn't hit someone. I stood up on my feet and wrenched out the small catapult that was in my locker, a fishing wire connecting to the door of my locker. I looked up at Allison and saw that she has her hands covering her mouth, staring at me and the eggs back and forth. Her eyes were wide and she was either covering her laughter or gaping mouth. Probably both. People in the hallway stopped but soon went back to do their regular things.

I looked up when I heard someone curse. My eyes landed on Stiles, who looked upset. It wasn't hard to put two and two together. When Stiles saw that I caught him, he gave me two finger salute, before grabbing Scott, both of them running down the hall. I dropped the contraption to the ground, grabbing my supplies.

"Stiles?", Allison asked me

"Stiles", I sighed, nodding at her.

"Mischief Night?", she asked me again.

"Mischief Night", I sighed again, closing my locker, and we both walked to English.

I am practically jumping up and down in my seat, as well Stiles and Scott, sitting in Econ class. Last night, they dragged me to rig Coach's class, and well, let's just say, Stiles and I came up with a great idea. Stiles turned in his seat, glancing at me.

How much more time?, Stiles mouthed at me.

I looked down at my touch-screen watch, and looked back at Stiles.

Four more minutes, I mouthed back.

Stiles grinned, plopping his elbows on his desk, grinning widely. I bounced my leg up and down, getting a bit impatient. I looked to my left and suddenly I froze. Erica was looking at me and I couldn't help but stare back. I could see her eyes red and puffy, signs that she has been crying. Her cheeks has dried up tears. I have been trying to talk to her but she has been ignoring me. She isn't answering my calls, texts, switched seats so she doesn't sit next to me, and I even went to her house knowing she was in her room but she completely ignored me. It hurt even more than I thought it should, of her ignoring me.It's not like we are dating or anything I thought to myself. Then why do I miss her all the time? And why does it hurt more when Annabeth cheated on me?

Erica looked away and a pain struck at my heart, as her honey brown eyes avoided my gaze. I slumped in my seat, devastated, as I looked hard at my desk. My head snapped up when I heard the door closing and slamming shut. A small smile appeared on my lips, as I saw Coach Finstock slowly walk in his classroom, looking at us suspiciously. The whole class watch, as Coach check under and over his desk, waving his hand over the air for any wires, and dropping textbooks on his desk chair. Coach looked at everyone with narrow eyes, lingering a bit on Stiles and I. Coach opened a drawer, standing a good distance away from it. Suddenly, Coach chuckled, as he took out a rubber rat by it's tail from his drawer.

"That's it? That's all you little punks can think of? Putting a plastic mouse in my desk. Disappointing. Pathetic", Coach boomed out us with his loud voice, chucking the rat in his trash can.

Coach kept on laughing before suddenly stopping, glaring at everyone.

"Don't just sit there. Take out your work, from last night reading!", Coach shouted at everybody, causing me to wince at the volume and quickly fumbled for my homework in my backpack.

Scott and Stiles, twisted in their seats and looked at me.

How much longer?, they both mouthed at me.

I looked down at my watch and smiled big. I held out five fingers, counting down until I reached to zero. I looked up and right on time, the air vents on ceiling turned on. Colorful, shredded, confetti, started to fly out of the air vents, causing everybody to gasp in shock. It looked like it was freaking New Year's Eve. More and more came out, about a foot deep on the ground already. Everybody stood up and started throwing confetti at each other. Coach yelled at everyone to stop and to go outside, but nobody listened. I looked back as confetti canons that we hid behind the classroom, went off.

I stood up and watch. Scott grabbed Allison around the waist and twirled her around, both of them laughing. Lydia screamed out in frustration, saying something about ruining her hair. I lost Stiles in the confetti. Coach tried to run towards me but he just slipped and fell on his back. I laughed and started to throw confetti at everybody. I stopped long enough to see Erica leaving the class. I quickly ran after her, my shoes squeaking on the tiles.

"Wait! Erica, please!", I pleaded at her.

I quickly stopped when Erica whirled around and faced me. She was crying, as tears slipped down her cheeks. I took a step forward her but I was hurt when she took a step back away from me. I opened my mouth to say something but she beat me to it.

"What Percy?! What do you want from me?! Apologize?! Hmm? Is that it?", Erica questioned me, as she angrily stepped in front of me.

"Well, you can shove that apology up your ass! I am done! You know what", Erica laughed humorlessly. "I thought I could trust you. I thought you could be my friend. But you are just like everybody else."

For once in my life, I have no words to speak. I looked down at her in hurt.

"Why you do it, huh Percy? Why did you lie and play me like that? A bet? A prank? Or you just did it just for the heck of it? I thought you were a good guy. But I guess I was wrong", she whispered the last part.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as Erica continued.

"Well, you got what you want. You hurt me. You played with me. You lie to me. Why don't you do me a favor and leave me the hell alone? Don't call me, text me, or don't even dare come to my house ever again. Just leave me the hell alone. Can you do that, with your dark, hard soul? Or is that too much for you to do?", she demanded me.

I just stood there, looking at her in complete hurt. Erica shook her head slowly, tears streaming down her face before turning around and walking off. I quickly ran behind her.

"Erica..." I whispered at her retreating form.

But she just ignored me and she quickly went to the girl's restroom. I slammed against the closed door and sighed when I found it locked. I leaned my forehead against the door, closing my eyes.

All I heard was small sniffles and the smell of salty tears. Pushing off from the door, I walked up to a set of lockers before kicking a lower locker with the heel of my foot in anger, causing the locker to dent. I quickly walked back to class, but I was so angry that I didn't see Jackson watching what I just did.

Word got around of the confetti prank on Coach like a wildfire. That's the only thing that they could talk about, throwing suggestion here and there on who did it. Scott, Stiles, and I got in line and got our lunch. I paid for two slices of pizza and a can of soda, sitting at our usual table. I quickly munched on my pizza, hungry. Allison, Lydia, and Jackson for some reason, is now sitting with the three of us, which confuses me but oh well.

I looked up at Stiles in front of me, as I saw him struggling to open a bottle of Sprite. His face twisted in concentration, his knuckles white, as he tried to open the bottle, dramatically. I looked at Stiles with raised eyebrows, chewing my food. Stiles continue to try to open the bottle and failing. I saw Stiles giving me pointed looks, giving out grunts. Stiles breathed out heavily dramatically, plopping the bottle on the table, and wiping a non-existent sweat from his forehead. Stiles plopped on his elbows and leaned close to me, causing me to jerk my head back a bit.

"Hey, Perce buddy. Can you be a lamb and open this bottle of soda for me? I owe you", Stiles asked me, with a grin the can rival the Grinch.

I'm not stupid. I know that this is prank. I could hear the soda in the bottle bubbling wildly with the gas in the bottle. I also saw him put something in the bottle before shaking it wildly in his hands. Once I open that bottle, I knew that the soda is going to spray all over me, soaking me with sticky soda all day in school, but I am going to play along.

"Sure", I told him, shrugging my shoulders and dusting my hands.

I grabbed the bottle and faked that I couldn't open. I acted that I struggle for a bit before giving up. I faced Scott who was chatting happily with Allison.

"Hey Scott, can you open this for Stiles?", I asked him.

At the corner of my eyes, I saw that Stiles was freaking out, flailing his arms. Scott grabbed the bottle and twisted the bottle cap.

"Wait! No-", but Stiles was already too late.

I watched as the soda exploded and the soda spraying all over Scott's face. Allison gasped in shock, quickly grabbing napkins and started to wipe Scott's face. Lydia and Jackson just busted out laughing, well Jackson did, and Lydia tried to cover her giggles behind her hand. Scott started to breath heavily, glaring hard at Stiles and I. We both stared wide eyed at Scott, when I heard Scott's heart start to beat rapidly. Suddenly, Scott's anger went away, when he heard Allison laugh. Scott turned away from us and looked at Allison with pure love, as she continues to laugh and wipe the soda out of his face and hair. Stiles and I both released a sigh of relief.

"Can't be prank", I told Stiles with a smug look, taking a bit of my pizza.

Stiles just huffed, pouted, and angrily ate his lunch. I just chuckled. All of a sudden, someone jumped on my lap and wrapped their arms around my neck. I raised my hands up in surprise as hazel brown hair blocked my vision and covered my mouth. I spit the hair out of my mouth and my nose burned from the amount of perfume the person is wearing. There's only one person that I know that wears a gallon of perfume and I groaned in annoyance.

"What the hell are you doing?!", I exclaimed at Ashley.

The only thing she did is run a hand on my chest, up to my neck, face, and tangled up to my hair. I stared wide eyed at her, as she tugged at my hair towards her face. Her eyes show lust and she gives me a seductive smile. I looked at the corner of my eyes and saw that almost everybody in the cafeteria is watching. This what she wanted, to catch the whole school attention and look at us. A certain blonde girl caught my attention. Erica. She was looking at me with a very heartbroken face, tears glistening her eyes.

I made a move to get up but Ashley pushed me down, smashing her lips on mine. What is with this chick and kissing me?, I thought to myself angrily. My eyes were wide open and I saw Erica running out of the cafeteria. I caught a glimpse of tears running down her cheeks. That's it. I'm done. I am going to end this problem, right here, right now. I stood up and pushed Ashley off of my lips. Ashley laughed nervously and came close to me, which I took a step back away from her.

"What are you doing, babe?", Ashley asked me, twirling a strand of her hair in her finger.

"Don't babe, sweetie me! I am going to show everybody your true colors", I told her.

She looked at me wide eyed, the color draining from her face.

"Everybody, can I get your attention!", I shouted through the cafeteria.

The cafeteria soon got quiet and the entire student body stared at me. I gulped a bit, as I was not comfortable getting this much attention but this had to be done.

"There was a rumor that I am going out with Ashley Jones! Well, I am here to tell you that rumor is a complete and utter lie! And it is this person right here, who lied to all of you, just to. Be. Popular", I shouted, pointing at Ashley in the end.

Everybody looked at Ashley and started to whisper. Ashley looked around the cafeteria before glaring at me. I shrugged my shoulders and gave her aSorry but you gave me no choice look. I will admit, I do feel bad about this. But she gave me no choice. Ashley huffed and stomped angrily towards me. She did something that I never thought she would do. She freaking slapped me. My head snapped to the side as the stinging pain came up to my cheek. I placed a hand on my red cheek and watched as Ashley screamed out in frustration and stomped out of the cafeteria, her high heels clicking on the tile floor. I stood there for a few moments, people still watching me. I slowly turned back to my seat and sat back down, rubbing my red cheek.

"That went better than I thought it would go", I muttered but loud enough for everybody to hear in the table.
-

Word got around about Ashley lie about me being her boyfriend. Lucky for her, almost everybody forgot about it after there was another talk about a senior guy running around the school, naked. Let's just say, that senior got arrested. It was my free period and I was in black swim trunks and taking a swim in the school pool. It felt good to finally be back in the water. It is my territory.

Allison were timing me, as I did laps in the pool. It felt right to be back in the water after a while. The water against my skin. My muscles moving as I swim in the pool. The feeling of being weightless. I finished my last lap, pretending that I was out of breath. I swam at the edge of the pool, wiping my wet hair back.

"Time?", I asked Allison, who decided to come with me, which I found a bit suspicious.

I have a feeling in my gut that Scott or Stiles told Allison to distract me so they could prank me or they sent Allison to prank me. I don't know, I am just going to keep my guard up. Allison held her phone in her right hand, using a stopwatch app in her phone. Allison looked at her phone and me, back and forth in shock. I smirked a bit at that. Allison shook her head lightly.

"I don't think I should tell you because that ego of yours might just go through your head and make your head grow bigger", Allison joked at me, stuffing her phone in her pants pocket.

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Geez, thanks Katniss", I told her sarcastically, as I lifted myself out of the pool, sitting on the edge of the pool and my legs still in the water.

"No problem, biceps. Maybe I should race you some day. Do you accept my challenge, biceps?", Allison told me, tossing me my towel.

I groaned and ruffled my hair with the towel.

"Are you gonna call me that for now on?", I whined.

Allison pouted at me.

"Aw, am I hurting little Perwcy feelings?", she asked me, in tone that usually talks to babies and little kids.

I playfully glared at her.

"I am not little. I am like, half a foot taller than you. And I am going to beat you in that challenge", I told her, wrapping the towel around my neck.

Allison just laughed at me, causing me to huff like a child.

"I am starting to question this friendship", I grumbled at her, as I stood up and walked to my sports bag next to the metal bleachers.

"You know you love me. You're just easy to tease with. You're like a goofy brother that I always wanted", Allison told me.

"And you're like an annoying sister that I never wanted", I told her, giving her playful smile.

Allison punched me on the shoulder, hard. I winced but watched amused as Allison shook her fist a bit.

"You just ruined the moment", Allison muttered at me.

"No I didn't", I argued.

"Yes you did", she argued back.

"Nu uh."

"Ya hu."

"Nu uh."

"Yah hu."

It went like this for a while until we couldn't hold it anymore and we both busted out laughing. After a while, we calmed down.

"Happy that the Ashley problem is finally over?", Allison asked me.

"You have no idea. But I do feel bad on embarrassing her in front of everybody though", I admitted.

"Well, she was lucky enough to not feel Lydia's wrath and instead suffer through the embarrassment", Allison said.

"What was Lydia gonna do?", I asked her curiously, taking a swig of water from my water bottle.

"You don't want to know. Let's just say that, Ashley would have probably moved to another school from the aftermath of Lydia's wrath. Never mess with the queen bee throne", she told me.

I widen my eyes a bit at that.

"Wow", was my only response.

Allison nodded her head, agreeing with me.

"Hey, can I ask you a question?", Allison asked me seriously.

"You just did. But you can ask me another one", I told her playfully.

I watched Allison breathed out deeply, fiddling with her hands, and looking down at her lap. I could hear her heart beat going faster, like she was nervous.

"What is with you guys and Derek Hale? Are you like friends with him or something?", she asked me curiously.

I raised my eyebrows at her as I try not show any sign that I am freaking out or anything.

"Why you ask?", I questioned her.

"It's just Scott's says that you guys are not friends with him but then I saw you guys helping him get in Stiles car. And also every time I even mention Derek Hale's name, you guys like freak out", she explain to me as she looked at me closely.

"To be honest, I wouldn't say that Derek Hale and us are friends. More like, acquaintances or something even below that. He just happens to pop out of nowhere with us, it's kind of creepy. And the reason why we freak out when you mention Derek Hale, is just that he is just not a good guy for some people to hang out with" I explained to her, choosing my words carefully.

Allison nodded her head but I can tell that she wants to ask me more questions, for later.

"So what's with you and Erica? That's her name right?", she asked me for confirmation, changing the subject.

"Erica Reyes", I told her. "And what do you mean?"

"Did you guys, like, break-up?"

I felt heat rise through my cheeks as I realized what Allison is saying.

"Wh-what?! Me and Erica are not together", I stuttered, suddenly feeling all fluster.

Allison looked surprise.

"Oh. I just thought, since you guys are close and I saw you giving your Lacrosse hoodie to her on the game. I've also seen you open doors for her and making her blush", Allison explained as she gets this big smile on her face.

"We're just friends", I told her.

"Sure", Allison replied sarcastically. "Just friends."

I rolled my eyes at her and got up, slung my sports bag across my back.

"Going to hit the showers before next period. See you later Allison", I told her as I started to walk away.

Allison collected her things and waved bye at me.

"See you later Perce. And think about trying out for the swim team!", she told me before leaving the pool.

I shook my wet hair, as my bare feet hit the tile floor, walking to the guy's locker room. I opened my locker, grabbed the tiny bottle of shampoo and body wash, and walked to the showers. The locker room was empty, so no one was around. I turned on the shower stalls water to extremely hot, steam fogging the locker room. I put on my headphones, connected it to my phone, playedSail by AWOLNATION full blast and strip out of my trunks. I made sure that my headphones and phone is shielded by the water so they won't get wet by using my powers over water.

I went under the hot water and I immediately relaxed. The boiling water were massaging my sore muscles, soothing my entire body. I leaned against the wall, the water running down my back as the music blared through my ears. I quickly washed away the chlorine water from me. Soon, I turned off the water, wrapping a dry towel around my waist. I bobbed my head with the beat of the music, walking back to my locker. I opened but froze as I found my locker empty. My clothes were gone. Sports bag. Gone. I frantically looked around for my clothes, ripping out my headphones in my ears, dangling with the music blaring loud. I suddenly stopped once I realized who did this.

"Stiles! Scott!", I shouted angrily, as I start to breathe heavily.

I punched the locker next to me, steam coming off my body. I knew that they used Allison so they can prank me.

"Gods Dammit!", I cursed out loud.

I am not going to wear a bikini. Then I got an idea on what I can do. Smirking proudly at my clever idea, I flamed travel to my room at the McCall's house. I chuckled, as I can just picture the shock faces on Scott's and Stiles face when they see they're prank failing. I walked up to my closet and quickly changed into some dark jeans, grey Asics Rotation 77 Chambray Sneakers, and tan button down shirt. I left a few of the top buttons open, giving a bit of a view of my chest. I rolled the sleeves up to my elbows and ruffled my hair a bit. Winking at myself at the mirror, I flame travel back to the locker rooms, which I happy to say is still empty. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and walked confidently out of the locker room, with a smirk plaster on my face.

When I opened the door of the locker room, I was met by a group of people, all holding up their phones up. Scott, Stiles, and Allison were there. Allison is holding a professional camera while Scott and Stiles were holding my previous clothes. There were multiple flashes and I was blinded for a second. After my vision cleared from the multiple black dots, I could see the disappointed and shock looks on everybody face. Mostly on Stiles, who was gaping at me.

"Can't be prank", I told them, as I grabbed my clothes from them ,walking through the group who spread away for me to walk through.

"W-what, h-how, No Fair! How is that even possible?!", Stiles whined childishly, stomping his feet.

I turned around, walked backwards and pointed at Allison.

"Can I get a copy of that picture? Thanks", I told her, clicking my tongue and turning back around.

School was almost over and I just want to go home. I am sitting in History class, blinking my eyes hard so I won't fall asleep. The teacher droned on and on about something of Judicial branch or whatever. The only person that I know that has this class is Stiles and Erica. Stiles was sitting behind me not paying attention either as he read over printed websites of Lycanthropy. Erica sat at the far corner of the room, instead of her usual spot next to me. She is still ignoring me and I don't know what to do anymore.

Just when my head started to lean back, my eyes about to close, I jolted forward when my watch started to beep and vibrate on my wrist. I clamped my free hand over my watch, as I stopped the beeping noise. The class stared at me and I blushed a bit at the looks I received.

"Heh, sorry. Alarm", I lied, shrugging sheepishly.

The teacher shook her head at me before continue with the lesson. Once everybody looked away from me, I quickly tapped on my watch on read the message.

COME TO ΕΔΡΑ. ΕΚΤΑΚΤΗΣ ΑΝΑΓΚΗΣ. ΑΜΕΣΩΣ

-χάος

(Translate)

COME TO HEADQUARTERS. EMERGENCY. IMMEDIATELY

-Chaos

I shut off the message and ran a hand through my hair. Chaos wouldn't bother me while I am still in school if it wasn't an emergency. Ignoring Stiles questioning looks, I stuffed my things in my backpack, slung the strap over my shoulder, and ran out of the classroom. I ignored the teacher yelling my name to come back, sprinting down the hallway. I quickly made a trip over to my locker, grabbing my homework and board, before slamming it shut. I exited the school and ran away from school grounds. The security in this place really does sucks but hey, I am not complaining. I am so getting grounded for running out of a classroom from my aunt.

I ran away fast from the school and stopped once I made sure that no one was around. Doing a double check, I quickly flamed travel to my room, once again today. I quickly grabbed my phone and fumbled with the letters, as I texted Stiles and Scott to cover for me today. Shoving my phone under my pillow, I threw my backpack on my bed, walked up to my closet, opening it, and shoving my clothes to the side. Pacing my hand on a certain spot, a magical door appeared. I immediately went inside my weapon room. I hastily grabbed the voice-changer mask and the teleporter cube. Also, grabbing a few weapons and ammo, shoving them in a duffel. Once I made sure I got everything, I pushed the button on the cube.

"Chaos realm, my bedroom", I said in the air.

Soon I was sucked under a vortex under my feet and landed gracefully on my feet in my room. I released the button and the vortex disappeared from the ceiling. I closed my eyes, concentrating on my armor. The same uncomfortable feeling came until it quickly went away. I opened my eyes, flipping down my hood. Grabbing the duffel bag, I walked swiftly to my window, opening and jumping off from my 5 story house. Right before my feet could touch the ground, my wings extended out, slowing down my fall and landing softly on my feet. I quickly put away my wings back to my tattoo and sprinted to the road. Stopping, I clicked on the watch and a hologram appeared in front of me. Flipping through the apps, I stopped at the hologram of a motorcycle. Grinning, I touched the hologram motorcycle, and a pure black Kawaski Ninja ZX-11 appeared in front of me. Shutting off my watch, I sat on the motorcycle, kicked the ignition on, and sped off.

I droved down the road and around buildings. After about 5-6 minutes later, I found myself at headquarters. At the front, it was a professional, high-tech building. But behind that building, is the entire army camp of Chaos. The army camp is huge, like an entire town. There, is where the commanders train the soldiers or when we take the jets on a mission. I hopped off of the motorcycle, the bike disappearing by the touch of my watch. I casually walked up to the glass electric doors, body scan at the front entrance, and made my way to the back of the building.

My face changed from playful to a very serious, hard face. Soldiers, weapons strapped on them, stop, bow at me, and said,

"Master Perseus."

I just nod my head respectfully at them and sighed, hating when they call me that. I march down the building and outside of the back of the building. Back of the building is like a army preparation camp. We have our soldiers marching in a perfect, straight line, the feet pounding rhythmically with each other in sync. Our jets are all out on the field, some already full with people in it. Machines, weapons, and other very high-tech stuff that comes out in Sci-Fi movies are in the warehouse, where the mechanics are working at. Healers carrying their medical supplies. Commanders and Generals shouting orders at their troops.

I walk casually to the war room, which is a small building outside. It's built so we can plan strategically our plans in battle. In the inside, you would only hear the people inside the building, and you can't hear anything outside of the building. Silent proof. I rolled up my sleeve, revealing my tattoo of Rome, and placed it under a scanner. A green light zoomed up and down my forearm, before it went away, and the electric metal door opened for me. I stepped in, the door shutting tight behind me. The room inside is dark, lights faintly lit above us and the long, touch-screen holographic table.

All of the high rank Commanders sat in their assigned chairs, their Generals behind them, hands behind their back and chin held high. I'm the only teenager here, as the rest are adults. The youngest, is a 26 year old woman, daughter of Norse God, Vidar. There were even some Primordial gods here. Like, Aether Primordial God of Light, Nyx Primordial Goddess of Night, Pontus Primordial God of the Sea, and Chaos himself Creator of the Universe. The Commanders stood up in their chairs, quickly bowing their heads at me in respect.

"Master Perseus", they all said in sync.

I nodded my head at them, bowing at the Primordial's in respect. The Goddess gave me warm smiles while the Gods all gave me nods in greeting. I took my seat next Chaos mini throne, a replica from his real throne in his throne room. My seat, is also a miniature throne which I still refuse to have but I can't say that to Chaos, it will be disrespectful and rude. My throne is made out of celestic bronze and imperial gold, shining brightly against the light. Engrave on my throne, is all the quests and wars that I have gone through in my life. Also, written in Greek, is my name, showing off my titles in black ink.

When I sat down on my throne, a small weight appeared on the top of my head. My eyes looked up, catching a shine of gold metal on my head. It's the Apprentice Crown of Chaos and since I am his first apprentice, it's mine. I could magically summon it any time or when I sit in my throne. Like my throne, I was a bit hesitant on having the crown, a bit too much for me. But I didn't want to be rude. The crown is made out of a rare gold metal that I forgot the name of, with gems, the color of my eyes. The crown is crafted that it will look likes waves, and get this, they actual move, like they were actually waves in the ocean. We all sat down in sync, getting very serious.

"I am sorry that I had to pull you out from your education, Perseus but this is really a crisis that is needed of your assistance", Chaos apologized to me.

"It's fine, Chaos. Actually, you just saved me from listening further more of the teacher droning on and on", I reassured him.

Chaos chuckled quietly under his breath before clearing his throat.

"Right, let's get to business. As you know, we have our Agent Provocateur, Shelley", Chaos waved his hand towards a hazel nut hair woman, slim figure, and mischievous baby blue eyes. "She's has been getting information of any sudden attacks that would cause destruction to the world."

With that, Chaos motioned for Shelley to speak. She nodded, pressed some buttons, and the table lit up, a blue light popping out of it. The gray folders appeared in front of the commanders and I, papers neatly sorted inside. I picked up the folder as did the rest, my eyes scanning through them.

"If you may or may not know, I have disguised myself as being a daughter of the Titan Goddess Themis, using the mist on the Titan to believe that I was actually her daughter. Themis has not realized that she has been fooled and that I am a fraud. She has sent me to quests, blindly giving information to me. I've heard, whispers and rumors, that their recruiting demi-titans, sending their servants to find their children and bring them to to them", she explained.

I looked up, the holograms showing pictures of different demi-titans of different ages, with their information of them and their heritage.

"But that is against their Ancient Laws. Both Gods and Titans cannot interfere with the mortal world", one of the commanders stated.

"True but they have found a loophole. The Ancient Laws states that all immortals are limited very little how much time they are given to be with mortals. But that doesn't go for their servants though."

"Who or what are these servants of the Titans?", I questioned her.

"Monsters. Some that have battle in recent wars and some that have just reformed back from Tartarus", a shiver ran down my spine when she said that name, ice freezing me from the inside. "Most of them are the servants of Hecate, Goddess of Sorcery. Whatever the Titans tell Hecate on what to do with their children; she orders them to her servants, who will be with the demi-titans."

"They are building an army and preparing for a surprise war on the Olympians", another commander stated.

"But that will take centuries though. The Titans are all still weak from the Giant War that has happened. They won't be able to go into battle which will make them weak for any attacks. They are a lot more demigods than before, half which has experienced not one but two wars. The Titans will not attack the Olympians when they are weak", I declared at them, my tone hard and full of seriousness.

Shelley nodded her head, agreeing with me.

"That's what I thought. Until I heard of something and found this", she typed some words on the touch screen keyboard.

I leaned forward as the hologram changed, spiraling around for a bit until it stop. It showed a 3-D picture of the bottom of the sea. On one of the side it showed my fa-Poseidon underwater palace, with his merpeople and all. Then, on the opposite showed an army of all monsters. You name it. Drakons, telekhines, traitor mer-people, hydras, and many more. Someone was leading them and once I saw who it is, my whole body burned in white, hot, flaming rage. I clenched my hands so tight, that they gave out small cracks and pops, grinding my teeth.

"Oceanus", I spat the name like it was acid in my mouth.

"How are all those monsters breathing underwater?", a general questioned her.

"Oceanus and Hecate worked together to make a spell for them to breathe underwater."

"For how long?", I ask her.

"Until they are all dead", she answered solemnly.

I ran a hand across my face, letting all this information sink in.

"But why are they attacking Poseidon palace though?" I muttered under my breath, staring intently at the hologram

I suddenly stood up and move the 3-D picture with my hands. I moved it, showing the bottom of Poseidon palace. I scroll down more and zoomed in at something. Everything clicked in my head.

"They are not only attacking Poseidon realm, they are trying to free Typhon, Father of all Monsters", I told them as I stared at the prison where Typhon is at, buried deep under Poseidon palace and is being protected after I blowed up the last prison by accident at Mt St. Helens. "If they free Typhon then the Olympians won't have to worry how weak the Titan's are, they will have to worry about Typhon destroying Olympus. Even though the Titans are weak from the battle, so are they. They will be even more defenseless when Typhon attacks them again. They could barely handle him before."

"We need to help them", Chaos stated.

Chaos started giving out orders to everybody, making them all stand up and follow the Creator of Universe orders. The Primordial's all left, going back to their duties as Immortals. I stood up, the first person leaving the room. I weaved through soldiers and warriors, walking fast to the weapons room. I opened one of the many securely caged rooms that has guns and bullets in the weapons room. I placed my hands on top of a metal table, closing my eyes, and sighing exhausted. I reached for my guns, checked the magazine, and switched the safety off. I place them back in my holster before I reached for extra magazines. I counted each bullet in the magazine, making sure they are full before pocketing them in my pockets. The sound of clicking ringed in my ears, drowning out the noise around me. I was so focus counting bullets that I jumped when someone placed a hand on my shoulder. I breathed out when I recognize it was just Chaos.

"You know, if you keep doing that, I will die from a heart attack", I humored to him, getting back to what was I doing.

Chaos didn't even smile, just looking at me with a serious yet concern look.

"How are you Perseus?"

"You know you can call me Percy, sir", I told him, hoping to change the subject.

"Perseus", he said in a warning tone.

"I'm OK", I told him, not glancing at him.

"Are you actually, OK?", he questioned me.

I set down the guns gently on the metal table, staring down.

"I feel uneasy being close to him. After everything he has done, I feel that I will lose control and...", I trailed off.

"But you won't."

"But what if I do lose control?! What if just one glance at him, I can't control myself, and do something that I am gonna regret later?! Just thinking about what he did, I feel like punching him in the face! I still haven't yet master control over my powers! What happens if my anger takes over and I kill every living thing in sight?!", I growled.

I took huge, deep breaths as my skin started to turn a bit red when steam started to radiate off from my body. My chest heaved up and down, slowing down my heart beat. I watched as Chaos placed his hands behind his back, looking at some of the weapons in heavily interest.

"What I find sickly ironic, is that both you and McCall seem to be having the same struggle", Chaos mused, picking up a broken shield. "Both of you are afraid of this new great power that you both hold inside of you. It's like a giving a child a brand new toy, afraid of breaking it. The child is afraid of breaking their new shiny toy that they rarely play with it, forgetting all about it. A sad waste really. What I am trying to say, it is normal to be cautious of this power. But don't be afraid of it. Embrace it and reach you're true potential. Perseus, the power that you hold inside of you, is going to save and protect people around you, because that is who you are."

Chaos grabbed both of my shoulder, making me look in his eyes.

"But what if I do the opposite of that? What happens if my powers is going to be the downfall of everything because I can't control it?"

"Then do exact same thing that McCall and the rest of the werewolves do. Find an anchor."

"An anchor? You want me to find a huge metal thing that they use for boats?", I asked him, puzzled.

Chaos chuckled at me, making me even more confused.

"No. An anchor is something or someone that helps you keep in control and maintain as yourself. It could be an emotion, a memory, or even somebody that holds very dear to you", Chaos explained to me.

"But how do I find an anchor?"

Chaos patted my shoulders, giving me this smile that makes him look older and wiser than any person I have ever met.

"That my dear Apprentice, is where you have to search on your own. I have faith in you Perseus Jackson. I know you will always do and make the right choice, even in the most difficult times. Stay strong and never lose hope", Chaos offered me some wise words before he was swallowed by a huge vortex that he conjured up, leaving myself to ponder over his words.

"No pressure, right?", I muttered to myself, going back to what I was doing before.

After I made sure that I had all my weapons that I needed, I walked out of the weapons room and started to make my way towards the jet that is going to take us to our destination. Find an anchor? Find an anchor? Thanks for making this easy, Chaos. How am I suppose to find an anchor, if I don't understand what it is, I ranted mentally in my head.

All of a sudden, I bumped into a something in front of me. I heard that whatever I crashed into give out a low Ooff before landing to the floor. I looked down and saw nothing. Furrowing my brows, I crouched down, and reached out towards the direction of whatever crashed into me. My hands touched something solid. Sighing as I realized on who I crashed into, I pulled something off of the person. The air shimmered as silver cloak appeared in my hands. I looked at the person, giving them a scolding look.

"Hannah. What in the Gods names are you doing here?!", I hissed at her.

The thirteen year old girl smiled sheepishly at me. She has dark-brown hair, and black eyes. Hannah has a very tanned skin, 5'0, and pair of squared glasses on the bridge of her nose. She is wearing baggy camo pants, combat boots, and a black T-shirt that has the 8 arrows in silver in the middle of the shirt. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail and a bandana is wrapped around her head. Around her waist, she carries a small dagger and a slingshot, with a leather pouch that holds explosive metal balls.

"Hah. Um, providing moral support. And have I ever told you how handsome and tall you've grown. Like, wow", she whistled in the end, raising her hand up above her head in emphasis.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I stood, holding the invisibility cloak in my hands. I help Hannah back on her feet.

"You know you're not supposed to be here", I told her, placing my hands on my hips.

Hannah huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"But I can help! You told me yourself, that I am the top fighter of any of the kids here", she whined at me.

"Yeah, kids, not adults."

"But you're not an adult but yet you get to be part of all the action."

"You know why, Hannah", I told her, my expression darkening a bit.

Realizing what she said, Hannah expression softened and she mumbled sorry und her breath, looking down at the ground. Sighing, I ruffled her hair, making her look back at me.

"Hey, look kiddo, I just don't want you to get hurt. I know you are good in fighting and someday, you are going to fight right by my side, helping people in need. Just not today. Becoming a hero, it takes time and patience. Trust me. I don't want you to grow up so fast, you're still a kid. Besides, between you and me, you're kind of my favorite out of the rest of the kids here", I whispered the last part to her.

A smile tugged the corner of her lips.

"I knew it!" she cheered quietly.

Chuckling, I tossed her cloak towards her. She caught it easily with her quick reflex.

"Now get out of here before you get in real trouble."

Hannah draped the cloak over her body, making it seem that she has no body, just a floating head. She smiled wide at me.

"Hey, Percy? Just to let you know, you're my favorite too", she told me, before flipping her head up, making her completely invisible.

Shaking my head with a smile on my face, I walked towards the jet, my expression changing back into a serious, emotionless mask. I finally made it to a pitch black jet. This jet is almost a replica of a Boeing F-22 Raptor. It is the fastest aircraft here in the realm. This jet could fill at least 40-50 people in it, leaving enough space for extra weapons and medicine supplies. It is huge, pitch black, and needing four pilots to fly this beauty. I was a bit hesitant of getting into this thing, my fear of heights still lingering inside of me, before I sucked it up and jumped in the cargo hatch. The aircraft was already full, me being the last person to board the aircraft. The hatch slowly closed, enveloping the space in darkness before lights illuminated above us. Everybody is strapped to their chairs, seatbelts securely on. They were all wearing armor of their choice, holding tightly to their weapons. I nodded in respect as everybody shouted my name in recognition. I felt the jet rumble before lifting up in the air, flying to our destination. I made my way to the front, where the pilots where controlling this jet. Opening the door, I sat in my respective chair.

"Repeat of destination?"

"We are heading towards the North Pacific Ocean, close to the Farallon Islands and San Francisco Master Perseus", the captain told me, as he flipped some switches.

I tensed when they mentioned San Francisco. That's close to the Roman Camp. Shaking my head, I focused on the mission.

"How long until we reach our destination?"

"In less than a half an hour. Maybe even less than that", he replied back, pushing some buttons.

I nodded my head, clenching and un-clenching my fists, trying to shake off the nerves that is slowly building up inside of me. The jet started to speed up as we are going from Chaos realm towards Earth. I gripped tightly on the arm-rest as I could feel the gravity pushing my back, going faster by the second. I closed my eyes when their was a blinding, white flash. It quickly went away. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw the night sky, moon, stars, and clouds.

"We are now in planet Earth. We are closely nearing our destination in proximally less than 10 minutes", one of the other pilots spoke through the intercom speaker.

"I guess I am going to miss dinner tonight", I whispered humorlessly to myself, as I glanced on how late it is outside.

My leg started to bounce up and down and I played nervously with my necklace, the one that Artemis gave me as a gift. I prayed, yes I pray, that everything will go smoothly. But knowing with my history of luck, my nervousness increased by the second. Closing my eyes, I breathed in and out calmly, before I stood up, walking to where the rest of the soldiers are at. They all stood up in sync, bowing their heads at me. Rolling my eyes, I straighten up my posture, turning my whole mood serious and demanding. The soldiers stood still as a statue as I walked down the lane, stopping at near the cargo hatch.

"This is what we have been training for. Each one of you, are the greatest heroes, fighters, I have ever fought with. These monsters, won't know what hit them. It doesn't matter how many of the enemy are out there, because we are twice as powerful they will never be. We are protecting OUR families. Blood will be spill when they mess with us."

I looked at each at their faces, determination written all over their faces. I continued, my voice rising with each word that I spoke.

"It's all right to be afraid. I'm afraid too because I don't know what will happen to any of us once the fight will begin. But what I do know, is that we will fight to VICTORY! I AM NOT GOING TO STOP FIGHTING UNTIL WE WIN! I WILL NOT STOP FIGHTING IF MY LUNGS ARE BURNING WITH OXYGEN, MY LEGS SCREAMING IN PAIN, THE WOUNDS THAT WILL BLEED OUT OF MY BODY! I AM NOT GOING TO QUIT UNTIL EVERY MONSTER IS SENT TO TARTURUS! WHO'S WITH ME?!"

"WE ARE SIR!", each one of them shouted loudly, there voices bouncing off the walls inside the jets.

"WE ARE CHAOS SOLDIERS AND WE WILL NOT ACCEPT DEFEAT UNTIL OUR HEARTS STOPS BEATING!"

"YES SIR."

"FOR CHAOS!", I yelled out.

"FOR CHAOS!", they all shouted.

I flipped up my hood, covering my whole face, when the cargos hatch slowly opening. The air whistled loudly in our ears, blowing crazy at us. All the soldiers that are not blood related to any Gods or Goddesses that has the domain over water, started to eat this substance, so they will be able to breathe underwater. I walked up to one of my friends here in the Chaos Army, General Mike.

He is in his mid thirties, and like all demigods, very fit. He has long brown hair that reaches to his shoulders, some 5 o'clock after shadow, and blue eyes. I swear, they sometimes change from gold. He claims to say that his godly parent is Enyalius, the minor God of War, which kind of fits him because he's a good fighter in battle

"You will wait here with the rest of the soldiers as I will go down first, making sure to tell Poseidon that we are not a threat to them! I will inform you and give you the cue to send our troops down!", I order him loudly, as the wind is blowing loudly.

General Mike nodded his head, bowing in respect.

"Yes Master Perseus! Good luck!"

Shaking his hand, I made my wings come out of my back. They ruffled under the harsh winds as I extended them. Placing on my voice changer mask, I took a couple steps back. Taking a running start. I tucked my wings back as I jumped of the aircraft, doing a flip. I straighten my whole body, diving forward, flapping my wings to go faster. The wind hit my face, leaving a stinging sensation all over my face. My eyes watered a bit, the air roaring in my ears. I probably jumped a thousand feet from the air, maybe even more than that. I could smell the ocean as I grew closer to the sea. The salty water smell made my whole body relax; the sound of the waves was like a lullaby to my ears. I could see the water, getting closer by the second. With one more final push from my wings, I quickly made them go away, when I hit the ocean surface.

The warm water touched my skin, like it was welcoming me back to my domain. I easily breathed under water, my clothes staying dry. My feet touched the bottom of seafloor with a silent landing. Blinking, my eyes changed into orbs of blue fire, the only thing you could see under my hood. I twisted my ring, my sword Spera appearing in my hands, shining in the dark. I sheathed my sword, not taking out Riptide as that may reveal my identity. Using my powers over the sea, I easily located Poseidon palace.

My body engulfed in flames, magically appearing on top of the palace. I chuckled at the horrible security this place has, watching merpeople not even noticing my presence as they passed below me. My eyes scanned the scene below me, watching as everybody is preparing for battle. Many wore armors, carrying weapons, and others were setting up medical tents. I scoffed a bit when I noticed that some of the merpeople were bragging to one of another of their skills. My eyes finally stopped on one person that I was looking for. Also, the person I hate the most in the whole universe.

Poseidon is sitting in his throne, looking older than before, gripping tightly his trident. Fear and nervousness was clearly evident in his eyes but he was trying to mask them up. Poseidon looked with calculating eyes at a map, scribbles written all over it. Next to Poseidon, is my godly half-brother, Triton. He looks the same the last time I saw him.

"Father, we have all of our people ready for battle. But I am afraid it won't be enough to hold Oceanus army", Triton told him.

"I know", Poseidon sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "We will just have to make do."

Just listening to his voice, just makes my blood boil, literally. Trying to calm down, I forced myself to listen.

"But father, this is going to be a blood bath. We are going to lose a lot of our people. Maybe, if we just-", Triton was cut off by Poseidon.

""I am not abandoning my palace! I have never left it behind and I am not going to start now! I will die here, if I have too. I won't be looked as a weakling from the other Gods", Poseidon hissed at Triton.

"Wow", I shouted loudly, so everybody could hear me.

I jumped out from my hiding spot and landed gracefully on my feet. My footsteps were silent, as I walked towards Poseidon calmly. Each step I get closer to him, my rage increased. I could feel my flaming blue fire eyes growing, fueled up by my anger.

"You are so selfish, that you are letting your pride take over and let your own people die, just so you won't be seen as a coward from your brother's and sister's? Disappointment indeed, God of the Sea", I tusked at him mockingly.

I stopped in the middle of the throne room, hands behind my back, and a large smirk hidden under my hood. I am not even going to deny it, that I had pleasure of seeing Poseidon looking angry but also fear that he hasn't sensed my presence when I entered his domain. I just stood there calmly, when everybody pointed their weapons at me.

"My, my, my. Do you always treat guests like this? Explains a lot actually", I kept on mocking him.

Poseidon stood up from his throne, shrinking into human size form, and walking towards me with his trident in his hand.

"Who are you? And how dare you speak to a God like that?", Poseidon voice boomed inside the room.

"Well, it's quite simple, really. I just open my mouth, let the words just come out, and think of witty comebacks to say. It's a talent, really. As for my identity, well, where's the fun in that?", I taunted him.

My amusement grew as Poseidon face turned red in frustration. Triton took out a spear, making everybody to step back away. He pointed the spear at my chest.

"How dare you disrespect the King of the Seas? For that, you shall pay", Triton sneered at me.

I just stood there, my fire eyes flickering in amusement. Giving out a battle cry, he thrusted the spear towards where my heart is at. With quick reflex, I just sidestepped away. Growling in frustration, Triton swiped the blade towards my face. I quickly ducked my head, grabbed the spear with my bare hands, turned around so I was behind him, and placed the shaft on his throat. I kicked the back of his knees, making him fall on his knees. Triton choked a bit, when I started to apply pressure on his throat using the spear. He struggled under my grip but I didn't waver one bit. Staying like this for a couple of seconds, I finally let him go, shoving him to the ground. He coughed violently, wheezing. I broke the spear in half, tossing the broken weapon at him.

"Don't let your arrogance be you're downfall, Son of the Sea God. You have true potential, if you weren't so cocky", I told him.

Triton glared in my in hatred but also in grudgingly respect. This time, it was Poseidon who pointed a weapon at me, his trident close to my neck.

"How dare you come to domain without my permission?"

I rolled my eyes at him, pushing the trident away from neck.

"Put away the gigantic fork, Poseidon. If I wasn't order to help you from my Master and to help save you're people, I wouldn't have no problem letting you rot in Tarturus when you lose this battle."

"Who are you?"

"I guess you really are old if you keep on suffering memory loss every five minutes. I told you, I am not going to tell you who I am", I told him like he was a little kid.

Before Poseidon could threaten me again, I beat him to it.

"Listen hear Poseidon, we could argue and banter all day but there is an army of monsters 5X as many than you have, and without my help, you and you're people, will be dead."

The merpeople looked at Poseidon as to deny what I said to them. He didn't. You could feel the panic starting to radiate off from their bodies.

"And without my help, they will release Typhoon and Olympus will finally fall. Do you really want to be the downfall of Western Civilization because of your selfish acts?"

Poseidon face looked troubled, the gears turning in his head as weighed his options. Finally, he made his choice.

"Fine", he sighed.

"Now was that so hard?", I mocked him.

Not giving him time to reply, I continued.

"Gather up all you're soldiers as I flag my people to come down. There, we start planning the battle plans."

I turned around and walked off, not waiting for his answer. I rolled up my sleeve, turning on my watch, bringing it close to my face.

"General Mike, it is safe to bring down our troops. The mission is a go. I repeat, bring down our troops", I spoke loud and clear through the watch.

Not a second late, I received a reply back.

"Yes sir."

I turned off my watch. I already informed them earlier that to not say my name here. I waited a couple seconds until they finally arrived. I saw them marching towards my direction in perfect sync, their feet never missing a beat. They all stopped in front of me.

"Sir!". they all shouted, bowing their heads.

I nodded at hem.

"All right troops! Follow me", I order them.

Taking the lead, we marched inside the palace where all the merpeople that are going to fight were already there. Everybody stared awe at us and I couldn't help but feel a little smug. But I can't turn myself into being cocky. My troops followed me as I walked towards Poseidon, who was still looking at the map. His eyes almost bulged out from his head when finally glanced up at us.

"How many are there?", he asked me in awe tone.

"Enough to kill Oceanus and his army", I told him. "So, what have you planned so far, Sea God?"

He blisters a bit when I said Sea God but quickly ignored it.

"I have already sent my best healers into setting up stations for any wounded warriors, here", Poseidon pointed a point in the map. "I am sending half of my warriors to here, where the battle will be at. And the rest will be staying here for defense, if they manage to get pass through our offense."

I shooked my head at some of the flaws I picked up on this battle plan.

"That is not going to work. You are leaving you're back and sides vulnerable, making it easy for the enemy to attack the palace."

"If you believe you can lead better than a God, demigod, lead then", Poseidon growled at me, getting angry.

I smiled.

"Don't mind if I do."

I turned around and faced everybody in the room.

"I want all the archers to reach the highest place you can get, here in the palace. Shoot any monster that comes to close to the palace", I order them.

All the archers from both Poseidon and I, do as I commanded, running up to get perfect height.

"I want all of the best trappers to set up snares, Greek fire, and traps in this area. Then I want you to hide and protect the people that are not fighting in this area, keeping them far away from the battle", I demanded them, pointing at the location I want them to set up the traps and where I want them to protect the people at.

They left as well.

"Healers, set up you're stations close to the warriors but also far away where the enemy won't get to you. Set up all the medical supplies. We have brought enough ambrosia and nectar for this battle."

They did as I order.

"All right, fighters, you will all be separated in four groups. The first group will be lead by me and we will be protecting the front of the palace. The second group will be lead by General Mike and he will be protecting the right side of the palace. Third group will be lead by Triton and he will be protecting the left side of the palace. And lastly, Poseidon will lead the fourth group, protecting the back of the palace. Any questions? Good. Let's GO", I shouted at them.

Everybody did as I said separating into four groups. Each group is a mix of Poseidon people and my troops. I walked up to General Mike

"Remember the plan. Once we have finished this mission, make sure to use the mist to make everybody here forget about us. The Olympians can't find out about us, ever", I reminded him.

Mike nodded his head.

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. Fight well, my friend", I told him.

"You as well", he smiled at me, slapping my back before leading his group to the right side of the palace.

I lead my group to the front of the palace. Poseidon realm was all vacant, as most of them are here to fight and others hiding to protect their families. Houses were closed, only sound was our footsteps, and the only light source that is provided is the moon shining down at us. I order for everybody to raise their shields up and the ones that don't have a shield, to stay behind us. I stayed at the front with one of my tech person next to me, Steven Ronald.

"Sir, I don't see them", Steven informed me, looking through a pair of binoculars.

"Their coming. They're out there", I told him patiently, looking straight ahead.

We waited for what seems like hours but it was actually only minutes. I could feel everybody anxiousness and nervousness radiating off from them. It was way too quiet and still, which is never a good sign in the sea. Finally, we saw them. Well, it was more that we heard them. There were a lot of monsters, like all the monsters in the world decided to vacation in Poseidon Palace instead in Tarturus.

"Brace yourself!", I order them, my shield appearing on my hand.

The army started to get closer to us. Every inch they get closer, I could feel the adrenaline increase in my blood. Sweat beaded my head in anxiety, sheathing out my sword Spera.I started to bang my sword against my shield repeatedly. Soon, everybody started to do exactly what I was doing. The sound of metal banging on metal echo in the air, the sound moving in sync. The army was a mile in front of us. Half a mile now. One fourth a mile.

"TO VICTORY!", I gave out a battle cry.

"FOR POSIEDON", shouted Poseidon people.

I breathe in through my nose quickly before breaking into a full blown sprint, everybody following behind me. I gripped tightly to my sword, running as fast as I can, feeling like I was holding my breath. My whole body burned with the feeling of rush coursing through me. My breathing came out in short breaths, pumping my legs to go faster. Soon, we collided with the army of monsters.

There's nothing that Aphrodite can do for these monsters , they are just that ugly. I quickly thrusted my sword at the head of Dracaena, turning it to yellow dust faster than it can blink. One down, a thousand to go. I arched my arm back and threw my shield like a frisbee towards a small group of monsters. The force was so hard that they all fell down like bowling pins. They were soon surrounded by merpeople, turning to yellow dust. I quickly grasped my gun in my free hand, firing at every monster that I see, not wasting one bullet. I made my way towards my shield, my arm going a bit numb from how many shots I fired.

Putting my gun back and snatching my shield back in my hands, I quickly slammed it against a Telekhine, knocking it to the ground. I slammed my combat boot hard on its skull, turning it to dust. I sliced a spear in half with my sword when a Dracaena threw it at me. Grabbing a throwing star, I hurled it at the monster, striking her between the eyes. A hellhound charged at me, its teeth staining with blood. Narrowing my eyes, I transformed my shield back to my cuff bracelet, a fireball appearing in my hands. The hellhound skitted to a stop in front of me, looking at the fire in my hands fearfully. The last thing it saw was my smirk as I punched its snout with my flaming fists, its entire body covering in flames.

I started to throw fire at the enemy around me, burning them to ashes. A demi-titan charged at me with a sword, giving out a battle cry. He tried to slash at my head but I blocked it with my imperial gold sword. I raised my elbow up and smashed it against his nose, breaking it. His face is covered in his own blood. I didn't gave him the chance to recover before I slammed the butt of my sword on his forehead, causing him to crumple to the ground. I was soon surrounded by a whole group of demi-titans and the only thing that I could do is smirk in excitement. They all charged at me at the same time but I was ready for them. I swept my sword under the legs of one of the demi-titans, causing them to flip, and face plant to the ground. I kicked hard to the chest of another demi-titan, flying, and crashing against their own. One was lucky enough to slap a shield across my face, the taste of pennies filling my mouth. I shook it off, spitting out the blood. I punched him in the gut several times, breaking a few ribs. I grabbed his head and slammed it hard on my knee, causing him to black out. They all were on the ground, either half conscious or already blacked out.

I twisted my sword counter clockwise, transforming it back to my ring. I pulled the pendant from my necklace, my bow appearing in my hands and my quiver behind my back. I reached behind me, grabbed an arrow, and fired at a demi-titan shoulder, saving one of Poseidon people. The merman quickly knocked the demi-titan out, nodding at me in gratitude. I just gave him a curt nod. I fired arrow after arrow, not stopping until I saw something that made me groan.

"Not you again", I groaned under my breath.

There he was, my old pal, the Minotaur. He's even uglier than before. He was even more bigger, bulkier than the last time I saw him. The smell of wet fur and barn doo slapped me across the face. And to my suffering, he was still wearing a pair of bright white tighty whities. He still has only one horn, the other I took off with my bare hands. I loaded an arrow and aimed it his head. He seemed unfazed by this. I transformed my bow back to a necklace, standing in a fighting position. If the Minotaur somehow recognized me, he didn't show it.

"Well, I always did wanted to ride a mechanical bull. This is kind of the same thing", I muttered under my breath.

The Minotaur roared at me before charging, swinging a battle axe. I sprinted at him, side stepping to the side when the Minotaur slammed the axe a few seconds where I was at. I quickly hopped on top of his arm and ran to his shoulder. I jumped high up in the air, twisted my ring clockwise, Spera appearing in my hands. I stabbed the sword deep in the Minatours head with so much force, that the tip of the sword appeared under its chin. I felt the Minotaur go still underneath me, falling on its knees. He slowly started to turn into dust, making me crouch on the ground gracefully. The only thing you could hear in the battle was the sound of metal clashing against metal, cries from demigods and demi-titans, and the growls from the monster. Everything was a blur to me as I killed every monster that came into my way with my sword. Killing a Hydra with my fire powers, I saw the one thing that I have been waiting to kill. Oceanus.

He still looks the same from the last time I saw him, making me go mad. He watched the battle play out with this crazy, bloodlust eyes, that it infuriate me. Once his eyes connected with my Imperial sword, a smirk appeared on his lips.

"Roman? Oh, this one is mad?", he laughed.

"You have no damn idea", I growled at him.

I quickly stalked my way towards him, slicing at any monsters that dare to come into my way. I was now on blood rage and the blood I am looking for, is Oceanus. Oceanus seems to be enjoying my anger, taking out his serpent and creating a trident using water. I didn't think twice, raising my sword to slash Oceanus in the face. But Oceanus expected that, blocking my sword and his serpent was about to take a huge chunk of me if I haven't activated my shield. Smacking my shield at the serpents head, I quickly leaned my head back as Oceanus swiped the trident at my head.

I took a step backwards, analyzing his movements and trying to find any weakness. He's big, so he's not that fast. I saw that his right foot is forward, meaning that he uses his serpent more than the trident. He only seems to attacking at my upper body, liking offense better than defense. He must lack of defending himself at he excels at attacking others. As to prove my point, Oceanus ran or slither with his serpent body, towards me. He tried to stab me at my side, but I twirled away. I grabbed the serpent when it lunged at me, with my bare hands. Choking it, I set my hand on fire. It quickly turned into ashes in my hand. Oceanus stared at me in shock.

"Fire user? Son of Hephaestus?", he asked me with wide eyes.

"Not even close", I growled, slamming my fist in his face.

He stumbled backwards, clutching his broken nose which is leaking ichor, gold blood from immortals. Shaking his head, his face scrunched up in anger.

"You bastard God child. You will pay", he sneered at me.

"With what exactly? Cash, debit, or credit?", I taunted him.

He gave out an angry shout, clutching tightly to the trident. Transforming my shield back to normal, I charged at him. He sweep the trident under my feet but I quickly jumped on top of it, breaking the weapon. I thrusted my sword at his shoulder, the point of the blade coming out from his shoulder blade. I twisted my sword, causing him to cry out in pain as more Ichor pour out from his wound. With one swift movement, I yanked my sword out from him. He quickly clutched his shoulder, his narrowing at me in hatred.

"Is that all you got, Titan?", I spat him, taking a couple steps back.

He was breathing heavily, swaying a bit on his feet. I saw him spit Ichor out from his mouth.

"Let's go Immortal! Choose a weapon! I will not fight my opponent without a weapon to defend themselves!", I yelled at him.

He looked down at the ground. Transforming my sword back to a ring, I took a step towards him, getting in his face with a sneer on me.

"Or do you want to beg for my mercy and surrender?", I taunted him.

As quick as I spoken those words, he quickly material a sword with water and made a motion towards my torso. Fast as lightning, I lifted my hand up and stopped the sword, controlling the water. The tip of the blade was just a centimeter from stabbing me in the gut. Oceanus grunted in shock, looking at the sword and me back and forth. He tried to control the water in the sword to move forward but I didn't let him. Doing a hand motion, the sword moved away from me, the blade pointing at Oceanus. He took a couple steps backwards, a bit of horror in his eyes. Without blinking, I grabbed the handle of the water sword, and plunged the sword in his thigh. He stumbled backwards, grabbing me in support. I twisted the sword again, violently, He just keeps screaming out in pain. Holding tightly to the water sword, I made the water freeze, the cold temperature spreading around his wound painfully. Oceanus hissed in pain. I punched him in the guts and face a couple times until he is all bloody and covered in blood. He was about to fall in exhaustion before I grabbed him by the front of his armor roughly.

"Do you surrender?", I sneered at him.

He just coughed up Ichor, glaring at me.

"Never", he spat.

I punched him in the face.

"You have one chance, Titan. Do you, surrender?", I glowered at him.

He looked up at me, having trouble to identify me with my hood being up.

"Who are you?", he asked me weakly.

"I give you a clue", I smirked under my hood.

I took out my pen and uncapped it. Riptide dramatically appeared in my hands, the tip of the blade touching his neck. He looked down and fear appear in his eyes.

"Perseus Jackson", he muttered under his breath.

"The one and only", I told him, pressing the blade deeper on his neck.

All of a sudden, he gave out a crazy laugh. I was a bit uneasy from this action but I didn't show it.

"Oh, you want to kill me, don't you?", he laughed.

I tensed at these words.

"You want revenge when I send those demons after you mother. When I order them to murder her. They did a pretty good job really. I could hear your dog of a mother screams all the way in Tarturus", he mocked me, trying to get under my skin.

And he was doing a pretty good job. My hands were shaking, my eyes bursting into flames, trying not to remember that night.

"Our poor little hero couldn't save their own mother. Instead he left her to die, running away like a coward. Your nightmare is just beginning."

"Shut up!", I shouted at him.

"How does it feel, Perseus, to be alone without your mother? I heard your step-father did an excellent job with you. Can I ask you something? Are you still terrified when your step-father use to ask you to sit down?", he smirked at me.

My hold tighten on my sword, still being able to hear my screams of help when Gabe strapped me down to the bolted down chair, beating the crap out me or mocking me by throwing glass beer bottles.

"Do it, demigod", he encouraged me.

I clenched my jaw, tempted to really do it.

"Kill me", he muttered. "KILL ME!"

Giving out an angry shout, I raised my sword, and hit him across the face with the butt of my sword. He blacked out, falling to the ground.

"I am not a killer", I spit at him. "One day, you will burn in Tarturus and I will wait until that day."

I gave out a sigh of relief as everybody started to cheer in victory. It was over. Steven stumbled towards me, with a nasty cut on his cheek but he doesn't seem all that affected by it as a smile was plaster on his face. I patted him on the back.

"We did it", he breathed.

"Why do you seem surprise?", I joked with him, turning my sword back to a ring. "Gather up all the troops and restrain the demi-titan's that are still alive. And make sure to leave this one to me", I told him, pointing at Oceanus who was already chained up and being drag back to the jet from my troops.

"Already did it, sir. We already have them in the jet, guarded by our people."

"Nice job", I complimented him, the tiredness finally hitting me full force. "Let's get the medics to check out that cut."

We started to make our way back to the palace when I heard something. I turned around, straining my ears to hear the faint sound. I narrowed my eyes. My heart dropped when I saw another army of monsters, bigger than the first, charging towards us.

"That's impossible. Shelley never informed us about a back-up army from the enemy", Steven muttered.

"Because she didn't. This was the plan the entire time."

"You mean Shelley betrayed us?"

"No, it has to be someone in this group with us. They tricked Shelley into thinking that there was only one army but they had another one. The person that betrayed us must've called them once we are all exhausted from the first attack!", I seethed in rage, piecing the puzzle together.

"They are going to free Typhoon", Steven said in defeat.

I whirled around and glared at him, causing him to shrink under my harsh gaze of fire eyes.

"No their not", I told him firmly. "Can you see what type of monsters they are? Maybe we can find a weakness."

Steven quickly fumbled with his touch screen watch, zooming close to the monsters. Once I finally saw what that thing looked like, I felt like someone stabbed me in the gut. Your nightmare is just beginningOceanus voice ringed in my head. That thing. It's the exact same thing that murder my mother. Now, there's a whole army of them. I could feel my whole body shake in anger, my vision turning red. I struggled to stay calm. Steven gave me a warily look before glancing back at his watch. A hologram appeared in front of him and he started to type some things.

"Look at their eyes", Steven informed me.

"I'd rather not", I hissed.

"Th-they're all glassy and white, meaning that they don't have great sight. It also looks like it doesn't have great sense of smell, hearing, and touch."

"Then how do they know where to go?"

"Thermal heat. They may not be able see everything but they could see us by our body heat. We won't be able to hold them off. Half of our troops our injured and the rest our guarding the demi-titans."

A crazy idea formed in my head.

"Get back in the jet, Steven. I've got this."

"But, sir-", I cutted him off.

"That's an order, soldier!", I shouted at him. "Make sure to wipe the memory of Chaos army ever being here."

Steven looked a bit hesitant but did as I commanded. I watched him ran back to the palace. Turning back to the army, I took out my bow and arrows. I gripped tightly to the bow, my jaw clenched tightly. My chest heaved up and down as I let my anger out. I didn't hold back this time. I closed my eyes when I could still hear my mother's screams as they killed her. Murder her. The sound of myself weeping when I couldn't hear her screams anymore. I remember her eyes filled with tears, knowing she was about to die, for me. The ring she gave me, feels like a thousand pounds around my neck. All because she sacrificed herself for me. White-hot flaming rage burned my veins, my blood boiling. My muscles tense. Snapping my eyes open, I glanced down at myself, covered in blue flames.

Huffing angrily and glaring with so much hatred that it can melt a snowman, I sprinted towards the direction of the army of monsters. With my super speed, I was soon in front of them. Loading an arrow, I fired. I guess I used to much strength because I managed to struck one of them and another behind the first one with the same arrow. They turned into yellow dust. All of them snapped their heads towards my direction, going crazy when they see the fire on me.

"Come and get some, bitches", I snapped at them.

They growled and I took that as my cue to sprint off. I ran away from Poseidon palace, firing arrows behind me. I pushed myself the limit, running the fastest speed I can. My heart pounded loudly through my ribs, the blood rushing through my ears. My muscles were screaming in protest to take a break but I just pushed them even more. My breathing came out in short pants, the adrenaline burning my blood. My lungs feel like they were going to burst. I hate to admit it but they were pretty fast. I fired arrows behind me, taking down a couple of those things. I ran for a whole hour and my legs felt like jelly. I was breathing heavily and my whole body feels like lead. Finally, my body gave out as I crumpled to the ground on my knees. Gulping for air and my mouth dry as sand paper, I tiredly glanced up. The entire army swarmed around me, huge like a concert. They looked at me with bloodlust eyes. I glared murderously at them.

"C'mon", I whispered, catching my breath. "C'MON!"

I guess from my large outburst encouraged them as they leaped towards me. Using my last energy, I slammed my fists to the ground, causing a huge earthquake that brings Poseidon to shame. I knocked every, single one of those things down, looking like dominos. I shut my eyes, giving out a loud yell at the top of my lungs. I felt the fire on me growing, increasing rapidly. The water steamed a bit from the heat, forcing the fire to grow even more. The monsters didn't have time to breathe as the flames touched them, burning them to ashes. I gritted my teeth, sweat sliding down my neck in concentration. I ignored the cries from those things as I burned them alive. When there was silence, I opened my eyes. The only thing that I saw was black ash littering the floor.

Sighing, I tried to make the fire go away. I panicked when I realized that I couldn't. I tried everything but they won't seem to go away. In fact, it seems that they even increased. I watched in horror as some of the sea plants burned to crisps, the water starting to boil around me, and glass appearing underneath me from the heat. The temperature in the sea started to increase and if I don't stop soon, I could turn the entire ocean into a big soup, killing everything. I shut my eyes, feeling my armor going back to a tattoo. I gripped my hair tightly with my hands, feeling myself getting even hotter. I remember what Chaos has told me. Find an anchor. Taking this as my only chance, I tried to think positive thoughts. Happy feelings. But my anger quickly burned those feeling away. I try to think of things I like, like food, music, sleeping. Nothing. I growled in frustration. The flames blurred my vision, only seeing and hearing the roar of the fire. I think back to my aunt, Scott, Stiles, Allison, Lydia, heck even Jackson and Derek. But nothing was working. I then thought of my mom. I thought back on how she use to make blue cookies for me. I thought back how she use to hold me in her arms when I cried because the kids at school where picking on me. I remember back our time together in Montauk, just my mom and I. My eyes watered a bit, remembering my mom. The fire slowly decrease but it still wasn't enough.

"C'mon sweetie. I know you can do this",I heard my mom encourage me.

"I-I can't. I can't make it stop", I cried out weakly.

"Yes you can", my mom voice echo in my head,

"I can't control it", I cried out again.

I don't know if I am hallucinating or something but my eyes connected to a pair of familiar honey brown eyes. My body froze when I saw Erica standing right in front of me, giving me this warm smile that makes my heart skip a beat.

"What are you doing, Percy? Control it. I can't lose my best friend", she smiled at me.

"Wh-what are you doing here, Erica?", I stuttered.

"I am your good luck charm",she smirked. "Gain control."

Nodding my head, I squeezed my eyes tightly, seeing only darkness. I focus on Erica. I think about her hair smelling like flowers and berries. Or how the corner of her eyes crinkles when I make her laugh. Or her honey brown eyes that brighten ups when I talk to her. The hoodie that I gave her. I don't want her too see me like this. Screaming even louder, making my throat go soar. I felt the air shift around me, the ground underneath me changing but I didn't dare open my eyes. I was panting hard, like I just ran a marathon. When I finally sensed that I wasn't in water, I slowly opened my eyes. I was shock to see that I was in the woods in Beacon Hills. I've managed to flame travel all the way here as there was a huge, black, burnt circle underneath me. I shakily got back on my feet, turning my bow and arrows back to a necklace, totally drained out of energy. I struggled a bit when harsh winds pushed me back. There seems to be a huge storm here in Beacon Hills. I think its my fault that Beacon Hills is going to suffer a huge storm or Poseidon is having a hissy fit. I stumbled through the woods, blinking hard as my eyelids want to close and my body just wanting to collapse to ground in exhaustion. Using the trees as support, it started to rain heavily out of no where. I embraced the rain, giving me a little energy to walk further. But I was still too exhausted to stop the storm and stay myself dry. Finally, I stumbled out of the woods and to some street. I stopped in the middle of the road, placing my hands on my knees. I was soaked to the bone, my clothes sticking to my body. All of a sudden, there was a blinding light flashing in front of me and next thing I know, I was lying down on the road, looking up at the sky. My body feels like it was hit by the Minotaur and my head feels like it is spilt open. I blinked slowly, ready to black out. Last thing I saw, was a drenched, familiar girl with honey brown eyes, looking at me in concern and tears in her eyes.

"Percy!", I heard Erica cry out before everything turned black.

Merry Christmas you guys! This is a presesnt to you guys from me! Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, I just wanted to finish a couple of chapters ahead before I publised them! Thank you to all my faithful followers, comments, and vots! I luv u guys! Hope you have a great holiday!

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