You know what? Scrap the Percy and the cabin boy. It's boring! Admit it, 20 people have made it to the last chapters. I'll continue writing him don't worry, but instead let's try something else. Let's try the antagonist. I can't afford to be the boring author with 3/4 introductions. Mystery Villain POV!

Still, Sorry for the long updates.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or associated titles.

Mystery POV

A villain is just as important as the hero, if not more.

In the sleepy town of Montreal, you wouldn't expect a daring villain, and there sure isn't.

But there is someone else here, a certain Doctor. He goes by no name and if I told you his normal name, he'll murder me in cold-blood.

Everyone knew the Doctor, though none knew what he does. Besides, they've got bigger issues, like Americans and Indians (no offense Native Americans).

Everyone has an inner hero and villain; the Doctor often brings out the latter.

Say it enough times and they'll believe it; the Doctor goes by many aliases: James Carry, Lord Flat Neville de plain, Carl Black.

Under every stone lurks a politician; under every politician lurks the opportunity.

You get the point about this man.

In this story you shall see me as the hero and him as the villain, or maybe vice versa, or maybe we're both the hero , or neither or not.

Playing with the mind is a delicate task, especially when done by the mentally unstable. Money sure talks don't it?

Mind you, the telegraph cables were not laid into the Atlantic yet, and -who would do such a feat anyways- laying large steel rods into the ocean is actually quite complicated.

Money does the talking in the Doctor's letters, and let's look shall we at the bird carrying the letter to London. Quite a lot of pounds, might I say.

Just consider that everyone is a bit mad, and sometimes plans don't work. I make sure of that.

Large fortunes can be gained- and lost- every day from the masses. That is why the Doctor invests carefully in his choices, and that is why I make sure to destroy his options from best to worst.

In politics talent is not required nor needed to be successful, luck and fortunes play a bigger role, Doctor supplies the fortune, I supply the luck in this little game.

Enough with the Macroeconomics of the situation! Let's look closer would you?

Here is a prime example: Sir Alfred Reed the second. 5'8, quite attractive, male, rich but quite dumb. He can't tell a square from a rectangle.

He's stubbornly conservative, and that's where I come in: I bait the crowd and set up scandals in the Liberal and Labor party offices. The American Revolution, the London fire and the Napoleonic Empire were some of my greater works. The Doctor is the one who made all the 'rags to riches' politicians happen.

The Doc and I are like Order and Chaos, each more important than the other in the balance of the world.

I have of course noticed the tiny band of children on that ship, because why wouldn't I? I'm the one who sent the Spanish fleets to his little island, I was the one who created the great American-Bloody-Revolution and I was the one who was responsible in Frederick's business dealings. Why did I take place in such children's dealings you ask?

Well,

Here is a story.

Remember the story about the Architect story? Well, Chaos did not only give birth to Olympus Gods, he birthed the Nordic gods, Indians Buddha, British Lord, Native American Gods, Chinese Gods, and many more set of Parthenos.

These children were a particular large cluster of Olympus God Offspring, they just didn't know it. Some are legacies and some are direct offspring but that does not matter. 14492- Update! - 14490 of these types of half-god offspring on earth: 154 of these are Olympus offspring. The gods have been really busy these days.

So anyways, I have decided to send them to resolve a problem, a certain wizard problem. They just don't know it yet. Influence and power have led to open black lake to the English Channel which I have given directions to the captain. One's in his chest of treasures and the other's in his pocket.

The Prime Minister and the Magic Minister both are quite busy following a few incidents. So a recent outbreak in Quadlodoodles(don't ask) have led the students there quite panicked!

Half-gods are much more resilient to beasts than other species. I had to send the remains of the LEP team in match-boxes.

Olympus is also under my influence, but quite sadly, blasting away said monsters will only yield more.

So anyways, I must play the Doctor to my advantage, because intentional or not; the Doctors efforts only hinder mine.

And that's exactly what I am going to do.

Unfortunately, I do not have the author under complete control, but of course, I will be sending him bursts of thought into his brain to add flavor text in the story. You may find it under like this

Perseus killed a lion

That's a large maned tiger for all those of you at home

But then the other lions were not going to rest easy.

See the middle sentence there? The one underlined? You may not always find it italic or underlined but there is sure to flavor text. And sometimes; my work may have more than just flavor text under a certain mystery man.

So that is all you Idiotic Cats and Canadian Baby-men! Fear me, for that I am the man in the background, working in the shadows to ultimately use it for my own gains, but fear not: the Doctor and the Author will be furiously working to stop me.

Luckily for you dear reader: this can only end in entertainment for the weak-minded at home.

Cheers to exactly 1000 words! Woo!