AN: I just realized that I'm taking this story in a completely different direction. I changed this chapter to make my OC's less dynamic. But I'm also making a different story that branches away from this, called The Golden Eyed Swordsmen Re-Write.

Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan, I only own the OC's I made, which are free to copy off of. I also do not own anything I make references to.

Chapter Eight-

Mystery Man's POV

After I saw Dexter walk over the hill, I teleported back to San Fransisco, hopefully where they would show up.

"Bram! You're back!" I heard, and saw a girl, nineteen years old, with red hair and green eyes run up. And crush me with a hug. Arin.

"Yes, Arin. I'm back." I managed to gasp out.

"I take it you brought him there?" said another person, Saracen. Saracen had black hair and silver eyes, and was eighteen years old.

"Yes, and on my way back, I had to rescue another. That's why I'm late."

"Better late then never." said my third companion, Gwen. She was about thirteen, with brown hair and brown eyes. When I discovered her, I expanded my oath to Percy to include her too. She looked exactly the same as when she died, about four years ago. But, the catch is she doesn't remember, one of the requirements for rebirth is that you take a swim in the Lethe.

"Ready to move again?" I asked

"Where to now?" Gwen questioned.

"Big gang in New York. We need to . . . take care of them before they do anything else." I replied.

"Then let's go." Arin said.

I teleported us all to New York. Then my memories sent me back in time, three years ago.

Flashback

Three Years Ago

Bram's POV

I was walking through Central Park, when I heard someone screaming,

"You aren't real! You can't be real."

I started running to the voice, hearing other, more slithery voices as well.

"Yessssss, girl, we are real, and you will be tasssssty."

I turned onto a street, and saw a fifteen year old girl with black hair and silver eyes backing away from six dracaenae. So she's the one I was sent to find. I closed in and shouted,

"Get back! You don't know what you're dealing with."

I spun, and unsheathing my first Stygian Iron short sword, and blocked the stab of the closest monster. Then I drew me second, impaled it into the monster, spun, and kicked another back. I took the opening, and after retrieving my first blade, I threw myself at the remaining dracaenae. One of them was stabbed, another had it's chest sliced open. I turned, stomping on the monster I kicked earlier, making it dissolve. The remaining two dracaenae tried to charge me, but they both got a blade in there throat.

I turned, to the girl, who had fallen backward. I couldn't miss this opportunity.

"Come with me if you want to live." I said, and extended my glove encased hand.

"Wh-What? What were they? Who are you? What's happene-" she started to say, before her eyes rolled back and she fainted. She almost looked like Artemis, if Artemis had black hair. . . . I stopped that train of thought before it went any further. I was here for one reason, and thinking of the beautiful moon goddess wasn't it. Ever.

I lept forward and caught her before she hit the ground, and took her to the nearest hotel. Amazing what the Mist can do. . .

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Still in Flashback

Saracen's POV

I sat up on a bed, and thought, oh good, it was a dream. No snakes trying to kill me and no guy jumping in and killing them. . . .right? Then I noticed I was in a hotel room, with the guy sitting on the other bed, completely silent.

"Who are you? What happened?" I asked timidly.

"What happened is that some monsters were chasing you, called dracaenae." He had golden eyes, and his hood was still pulled up.

"OK, I'm pretty sure monsters are for fairy tales."

He snorted, "I wish. A question: Do you think I'm insane, or do you trust me?"

"Um, trust you, I guess. Who are you? And how did you kill the draco-monster-things?"

"I am someone who doesn't exist, and I must have it remain so. I killed the monsters with this." He pulled out a sword and tossed it at me, and to my surprise I caught it by the hilt, and saw a word on the blade. Shadow. . .

"What is this? And why is the word Shadow on the blade?"

"Ah, you can read it? This is a short sword, made in a Greek style. It is made out of Stygian Iron, one of the few metals able to kill a monster. It has the word Shadow on the blade because that is it's name. My other blade is called Storm. But be careful, it is very sharp."

"Wait. Greek style? And why don't you use something like a gun?"

"Yes, Greek style. Greek style sword fighting is a common form of fighting for people like us. I don't use a gun, because the more of a physical injury you deal, the longer it takes to re-form."

"People like us? Re-form? What?"

"Just sit down. I'll explain it all."

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Still in Flashback

Saracen's POV

"So I'm a daughter of some god. Are you?"

"I am, as I said before, something that needs to be kept secret. Anyways, children of gods have powers. Usually, they are sent to one of three places. Camp Half-Blood, the Hunters of Artemis, or Camp Jupiter."

"Jupiter? Like the planet?"

"Jupiter, another name for Zeus, but Roman. Camp Jupiter is a camp that follows the Roman side of gods and goddesses."

"So gods have two different forms? One Greek, one Roman?"

"Yes. More to the point, has anything really weird happened to you, anytime you felt different?"

"No, not really. The only time I felt like that was when my friends and I went to a party. My friends were all exhausted by the end, but I still felt full of energy. Like, really energetic."

"Wait. How late was it when you left?"

"About ten, or eleven. Why?"

"I thought she faded. . ." I heard him whisper with awe, "If I'm guessing right,you aren't the daughter of a god, but something older then a god, a Titan. Titans ruled before the gods overthrew them, imprisoning most of them, even the ones that didn't fight. You are the daughter of Selene, the embodiment of the moon. In the night, dark, or anytime you can see the moon, you are stronger and faster. Potentially much stronger and much faster. If you joined the Hunters. . . "

"What?"

"Nothing. If you want to stay with me, then follow. I offer you a choice." He held out his hands, a red pill in one, a blue pill in the other, "You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes."

"Seriously? You're quoting Matrix now?" I asked, amused. He laughed aloud.

"Sorry, I just can't resist that. I say it every time. Anyways, the blue pill is just a sleeping drug with the smallest bit of Lethe. You would forget the past two days. I would not exist anymore, and you can get on with your life. Or you take the red pill and come with me. Either way, I'm not staying here for long. Which is it, red or blue?"

"Red." I took it from his hand and dry-swallowed it, "What does it do?"

"Absolutely nothing. I only had one, for show, and you swallowed it. Now I have to make another." He complained.

"Oh," I said, feeling foolish, "What was it made of?"

"Glass. You might feel it in a few days. It might be somewhat . . . . tingly," He explained, "Follow me, then. And prepare to be trained."

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Bram's POV

We re-appeared in down town New York City, and I started speaking,

"A gang around here is smuggling things and capturing people, selling them as cheap labor, or as slaves if there woman. The last time I was here, I got the location of where a few of 'em will be meeting in a few hours. You guys have the blades?"

Arin was the first to respond, "Yeah, bro."

"Yep." Gwen said.

"Yes." finished Saracen, her voice humming with the anticipation of a fight.

"Good. Now, what have you been doing the past few days while I was gone?" I asked.

"Well, we killed the monsters you sent us for, then just hung out." Gwen replied.

"That's it?" I asked, not believing them.

"Well. . ." Arin started.

"We saw some kids getting beaten on. Now the population has dropped by about, oh, fifteen or so." said Gwen, satisfied with there actions. Saracen merely nodded, confirming everything.

"Good job, then."

"I just can't stand that stuff. . ." Arin said, and another memory took hold of me.

Flashback

One Year and Six Months Ago

Bram's POV

"AH," I heard, then felt someone crash into me from behind, then all I saw was a flash of red before I toppled over.

"Sorry!" said the girl who ran into me. She looked to be around seventeen, with red hair and dark green eyes.

"It's ok." I replied and she ran off again. The I saw a large man with one eye look after her, and grew a bit more worried. No mortals get followed by Cyclopes, and no gods get followed either, at least, not for long.

I walked over, lit my hand on fire, then punched the Cyclops right in the gut, burning my way through. Then I ran as people started screaming, including a policeman.

"You there! With the lighter and bug spray! Freeze!"

I do not have time for this. I don't know if the girl was my objective, but it sure as hell isn't he policeman. I started running, using the Mist to bend the minds of the mortals until they just saw me as a jogger.

For the next few hours, I wandered around the small city, but my thoughts were interrupted by a voice I heard earlier.

"So you're mugging me."

"No. We're killin' ya, little girly."

I walked over to see what looked like three Laestrygonians and a few mortals facing the girl from earlier, who didn't look concerned at the number of people she was facing. She had headphones around her neck, and it looked like she just took them off.

"Hm." she said, amused.

Then she whipped around and kicked the closest person square in the stomach, who bent over, gasping for air. In that time, her headphones became unplugged, and I could here what she was listening to.

they see you as small and helpless
they see you as just a child
surprise when they find out that a warrior will soon run wild

She pulled back the kick, and used her back foot to spring forward, punching the bent over-guy in the throat. And stepped back as two more guys ran at her, the Laestrygonians staying back for now.

prepare for your greatest moments
prepare for your finest hour

One of the guys stumbled back as she managed to kick him in the throat, and the other one when she fell back onto her hands, and kicked out with both feet, slamming them right into his stomach.

the dream that you've always dreamed is
suddenly about to flower

She used the guy's stomach as a floor, running her feet up it as she flipped back up, and met the charge of the last guy, punching him hard on the gut.we are lightning
straying from the thunder
miracles of ancient wonder

Then the Laestrygonians got angry and started running at her. this will be the day we've waited for
this will be the day we open up the door

One of them was met with a shove that she used to spin, using the back of her foot to catch him in the side of the neck. A giant with a "Joe Bob luvs Babycakes" tattoo tried to grab her, but she spun behind the first Laestrygonian, so Joe Bob grabbed him instead. They aren't exactly very smart.

i don't wanna hear your absolution
hope your ready for a revolution

After that, the remaining giant grabbed her around the neck, ignoring her hits.

"How 'bout you put the lady down, and we talk about this like civilized Canadians!" I shouted. They threw her aside and ran at me.

welcome to a world of new solutions
welcome to a world of bloody evolution

As they were charging, two of them disintegrated as my throwing knives found their throats.

"Little demigod! I eat you! It be fun!" shouted Joe Bob, and ran at me, alone.

in time-your heart will open minds
a story will be told

I blocked his first punch, spun him around, and shoved him away.

and victory is in a simple soul

In an almost choreographed move, my knife hit him just as the song hit "soul" and I walked over to the IPod on the ground. Hmm, called This'll be the Day by Jeff and Casey William.

"Its alright. Their gone now."

"All that training, and they just grabbed me. I lost. . . . ." She trailed off, sobbing. I ran over and put an arm around her.

"Hey, hey. You got most of them. You're a really good fighter. What's your name?"

"Arin. Arin Torchwood." I don't know why she wasn't running away. I guess she trusted me after I rescued her.

"This might be a bit crazy, but I think you are the daughter of a god."

"What? I don't believe in God." she had disbelief etched all over her face.

"Not God. Gods, plural. Like Greek gods."

"Umm, like Apollo and stuff?"

"Yes."

"Then yes, you are crazy." I grinned, then quoted again.

"Come with me if you want to live."

"No! You can't take me anywhere!" What caused that? She jumped up, then tried to punch me. I easily avoided the blows, and started backing up as she pressed forward. She was a very good martial artist, as I saw earlier, but I was the best, or at least one of them. Once she tried kicking me like she kicked the first guy earlier, and I saw my opening. I punched her hard on the inside joint of her knee, forcing it to close, making her off balance. Then I spun her around and put her in a Full Nelson.

"I really don't want to hurt you, and I won't force you to go anywhere. Just, if you want to be even better of a warrior, you will come with me. If you don't, say so, but know you won't remember any of this, you'll just wake up in your bed tomorrow." I whispered to her, then released her. She spun around and asked.

"How will you do that? And how did you beat me?"

"Do you have a while to talk?"

"Judging by the fact that right now I'm supposed to be in a boarding school, I have plenty of time before they care enough to look for me."

"Are you talking about how I beat you, or how you could become better?"

"Both."

"Well, I studied martial arts from around the world for most of my life, and you can become better by training with me. It'll be fun, and since it appears you don't like the boarding school, I offer you a new life."

"You sound a little crazy."

"The even crazier thing is that all the Greek gods exist."

"Now you are really insane. That just isn't possible. How could we not know about them?"

"Ugg, everyone says that. But I can prove it." I said, sighing.

"Oh, yeah? How?" she asked, challenging me.

"Like this!" I created a ring of fire around me, and inside that ring, I was encased in a bubble of water.

"Now I think I'm crazy."

"Yes, you are. But you're a type of crazy that lets you attack, how many, seven or eight guys, bare-handedly?"

"Yep."

"Will you come with me? Either you can get a new life, a life with purpose, with me, or you can go back to the boarding school you hate, and stay there for years." I asked. A lot of things gambled on her answer.

"If you say it that way, I'll come with you. But if you're lying. . ."

"Trust me. I'm not"

End of Flashback

AN: I also took out the reference thing. If you want the reference thing, you have to look on the new story.

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