Hey everyone I have decided something, the person who gets the most votes will be the new romantic interest, or old depending on the poll since Artemis is dominating, anyway the person who gets the second most votes, if they exist in the future will be brought back to Percy's current time.
-Y.A.R.N.

PERCY POV
I let out a breath as I flipped back and another monster hit the ground in a spray of dust. I ducked under another slash and slammed Atman Ragnarok into the floor, causing ice to shoot out of the ground and knock several monsters into the air. I leapt up out of the crowd and sliced through all of them with Atman Ragnarok. Dust fell to the ground like a shower of gold. I formed wings of frost and shot frost into the crowd of monster I had been trying to attract.
I landed when my dad came and casually said, "Percy, killing these low-level monsters, no matter how many, will only improve your abilities slightly, if you want to get stronger find a challenge!"
I huffed and snapped my fingers, all the remaining monsters' heads twisted with a loud crack and they fell to the floor before exploding, "Well it doesn't matter, there aren't many challenging opponents." I sighed, "I control the blood/liquids of my opponents, and could snap their necks in an instant. It probably won't work on stronger monsters and/or gods, maybe even demigods might not die, but they must be powerful in their own right. I know it won't work on Primordials like Erebus, Ather, Hemera, or Nyx, so I have to practice with whatever I got."
We flashed back to the sea. A few weeks ago, my senses had been telling me Perseus was going to turn Polydectes to a statue into a statue, and I didn't miss a moment. I laughed out lout when he and his court turned into statues frozen in anger and shock. Polydectes had made an entire speech about how he knew Perseus would die or fail. But when the head of medusa was whipped out, he froze, literally. I snickered and flew back into the ocean. After that, I had been training non-stop, well at least until people got fed up of me trashing the colosseum. I went to Greece and fought whatever monsters I could attract and tried to increase my physical strength, the only problem was I was too strong to be sufficiently challenged. My dad had been willing to spar but I told him we might damage the sea if we both kept on going all out in the ocean. I sighed as we walked around Atlantis. Amphitrite walked up holding a squirming Triton.
"Hello Percy."
"Hey Lady Amphitrite."
She left with dad to discuss some business, or politic, or whatever the heck it was the royal things the king and queen of the ocean discuss. I summoned Obsidian Heart and looked around, no one was around. I began swimming out into the farther parts of the ocean, where no one would find me immediately. I stopped and began concentrating on the darkness that pulsed from my blade. Suddenly my chest began to burn and black fire roared around me and licked at the edge of my body. Obsidian Heart gleamed with a black fire and pulsed steadily, I summoned Atman Ragnarok and black flames crawled up the blade as well. I winced, it was really straining my body and I had only just started using it.
About two weeks ago the fates had told me that I could use Niger Ignis or black fire, an after affect of Erebus' blessing and me being killed by his spear, which didn't just disappear, but I absorbed it as I died. Of course they failed to mention since I was not even in the freaking ballpark of control, the first time I used it, there was a massive explosion that knocked me out for a whole three days and completely decimated everything around me. Dad had though I had somehow killed myself and the seas freaked out for three whole days worrying the Olympian council. I swiped through the air, grunting as my body's strain began I increase, I was faster and stronger but I could only keep it up for fifteen minutes and would need to train if I wanted to keep it up. I fought on and on until, a very tiring fifteen minutes later, I collapsed. I panted on my hands and knees, and I was on land I would have been sweating buckets.
"My control is way too meager..." I muttered, "I need to keep going."
I ignited, and began slashing. I thought of my past, my future, what I had done, and what I had to do. My flames burned a bit more, and I began to draw power from the fire that roared along my body, I growled and began slashing more vigorously at the water. I kept dodging and moving, shifting and practicing. Suddenly my knees buckled and I coughed out silver blood. I put a hand to my mouth trying to hold the racking coughs at bay. Silver leaked through my lips and dissipated like food coloring in the water. I pushed my body back into a standing position nearly falling over. I pulled power from the water around me until the exhaustion passed, and kept at it. I flipped backwards, and landed on one hand. Twisting my wrist I flung my body through the air spinning. I landed and began slashing through the rocks and sand my landing had displaced. I sat down, not tired but bored. I wanted something to do, and frankly I wished I had a coke to drink. I laid back and yawned hugely.
"Ugh...training my Niger Ignis is so troublesome..." I sighed.
I pulled more power from the water and relaxed, letting my tense muscles relax and rest. Water was the best to heal me but the amount of healing was relative to what water type it was and how long I spent in it. Salt water worked the best, and ever since my dad gave me his blessing, which compounded upon his older blessings, the moment I was in I was practically back to full strength. Fresh water took a by more time, and didn't heal me completely. Conjured water was a stop-gap at best, it would heal me but if I was over stressed my cuts would open up again. I flexed and sat up, and simply activated my Niger Ignis, I sat there, not doing anything. Just letting the fire consume me and burn. Twenty minutes in, my body began to protest and ache, ten minutes my body was screaming release. I grit my teeth and gasped, letting the fire die out. Not doing anything I could hold it for an half hour, while moving I could sustain it for fifteen...
"Not bad...but I need more... I haven't gone far enough!"I growled.

That day I spent the entire day healing and burning. It was painful, I noticed my dad calling me multiple times but I told him that I was meditating so I need some time alone, he didn't like it but agreed. By nightfall, I staggered into the palace and collapsed in my bed, completely strung out. I closed my eyes and passed out instantly.
Peace.
No.
Demigod dreams.
Yep.
I was sitting alone, in the endless dark, looking out into the void. I had been here before when Artemis had dream contacted me, and when I was becoming a werewolf. But I really didn't a God would try to contact me right now.
"Hello, Perseus." Said three voices.
I turned and saw The three fates standing there. I frowned and turned around getting up. Okay the fates, right, always good news.
"Yes?" I replied.
"How are you feeling?"
I shrugged. I could have said good, I could have said bad, it didn't matter, my situation was going to be the same.
"Alive, if that counts." I replied stretching.
They looked at each other and nodded. They stretched out their hands toward me and made a yanking motion. I suddenly felt a burning sensation in my soul, I screamed in pain as my body was filled with white-hot pain. It vanished in less than a second. When I looked up a replica of me was standing in front of me in his golden armor, it had its trident and riptide out and in a loose stance. Its head lifted and it stared at me with glowing white spheres where the eyes should have been. I got up and felt my chest, nothing was wrong, but what the hell just happened? It cocked its head to the side and its legs shifted into werewolf legs. It shot towards me and I brought its trident down in an arc.
I summoned Atman Ragnarok and blocked the blow, a wave of sea-green energy shattered the darkness and suddenly we were standing on the ocean. It stretched endlessly in every direction, a dark inky blue that turned darker around me
I held the trident in check and blocked another strike from Riptide with Obsidian Heart, "What the hell is this?" I growled, ripples in the water were turning into waves as the endless ocean responded to my anger.
The replica tried to overpower me but I lashed out with my weapons sending it down skidding on its back. It used the momentum of the attack to roll and launch itself into the sky. It formed two wings and gently landed in front of the fates.
"It is you." They replied," Right before Erebus retrieved you from the sky. It has all your abilities, skills and powers, except for what you have gained in the short time you've been alive. You must understand Percy, you are weak, compared to the enemies you WILL BE facing, you are nothing but a minor annoyance. You must grow beyond yourself, do not fight to defeat your enemies, fight to defeat yourself." They chorused, "We have removed its humanity, and it WILL try to kill you. Take care not to die here, you might suffer a traumatic shock and go into a vegetive state In real life."
With that cheery thought, they vanished.
The replica cocked its head to the side like a curious puppy, suddenly the faceplate of the armor cracked and fell off. A wide, deranged, and psychotic grin stretched across it's face. It roared like a animalistic monster, and charged.