Uh, I forgot to do the disclaimer so...I don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson, this specific plot was my idea.

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Look, I didn't want a half-blood. My type of half-blood is being half wizard and half god. It has made my life a living hell.

My name is Percy Jackson.

I'm eight years old. Until a few months ago, I was a student at Irvington Elementary, a crappy public school.

Am I a troubled kid? Yeah. You could say that.

The name of my mother was Sally Jackson. She died at birth, because of me. My dad was either a deadbeat or dead, I hadn't really cared at the time.

The person raising me was Gabe Ugliano. Or Smelly Gabe, as I like to call him ever so graciously. He's my foster parent and only does it for the money.

Gabe leaves his beer bottles around his apartment and cigar ashes in every room. He's a huge asshole who only cares about his stupid poker games. I'd rather live on the streets or join the military, but I need food and I'm too young for boot camps.

It doesn't help that I've got dyslexia and ADHD. All my classmates think it's funny whenever I'm disruptive in class which paints me as a sort of rebel, but I really just get bored easily.

The day was May 24th when I finally ran away.

I always pick fights with bullies at school. It's not like there's anything to stop me. Gabe just ignores me and as long as he ignores the principal's phone call he doesn't care if I get in trouble.

However, on May 24th I truly fucked up.

My teacher, Ms. Gonzalez, had let me go to the bathroom. She was always kind to me so that might be one of the reasons I wasn't a true asshole and only picked fights with bullies.

One of the main bullies was Damian Nash. He and I would always fight. He's in fifth grade and ten years old. Surprisingly, he's the leader of his group.

When I arrived in the bathroom guess who was there. Damian and his four buddies. I can't fight five people, I'm only freaking nine and they're all mostly twelve-year-olds who got held back in fifth grade.

"Hey, Percy Jackass. Did you forget to put on your diaper?" Damian asked me and his gang of idiots laughed along.

I wasn't insulted by the insult, but by the mere patheticness of it. "How many times did you need to get dropped on your head to think of that one?" I asked him and feigned curiosity.

"Watch your mouth Jackass, because I punch it" Can I get some smarter bullies? I prayed to the heavens.

Whenever Damian and I fight, it's nothing personal really. I don't really hate him, but he's an easy target and excuse to let out any pent up anger. The other kids glorify me as their savior because I fight the bullies, but it's really just for my benefit. Though popularity is a nice perk.

His equally dumb friends all agreed and went to grab me. "Get your hands away from me you idiots!" He told them.

The small fifth-grader had the audacity to say, "You kiss your mother with that mouth? Oh, I forgot you don't have one!"

I should be used to it by now. All the taunts about me being a foster kid. Why are these stupid kids getting to me?

My skin got goosebumps and my blood ran cold. "Shut up Damian before I disfigure your face more." It really was no insult, it was more of a threat.

Damian widened his eyes and stepped back then another kid grabbed me by my scruff and sneered. "Ha! He really doesn't have parents! His mom was probably some slu—"

Nobody knew what exactly happened next. The plumbing all went haywire. Sinks shot at the kid Sam with a burst of water enough to send him against the wall. Toilets also exploded and sent shots of water towards all the bullies. Sam never finished his sentence.

Sam got the brunt of it. Water was shooting towards his face, almost choking him. I snapped out of it and walked backwards. That...was insane. It was when I heard footsteps that I ran away.

Of course, the teachers caught me. They all assumed that this was some prank went wrong and Damian and his goons helped. As if I'd ever been friends with them.

The principal expelled me and suspended the others. He said I was crafty and the smarter one, whatever that's supposed to mean.

I really didn't care until he mentioned repair costs. "The faucets were ripped and the plumbing in the toilets...your father's going to have to pay for all this. What was it all for? Why did you even do it?"

I told him I didn't and like most adults...he didn't believe me. "Go back out and wait for your father" I scowled at that.

Gabe is not my father. He's not even a decent human being! He's the scum on this earth! "Gabe isn't my dad," I told the principal quietly.

"What was that?" He asked me. "And I'll also speak to your dad about you talking back"

"I don't have a dad!" When I finished that sentence every pen on his desk started to leak ink.

"Shit, get out of here Jackson" The principal glared at me as if I did something.

Weird things always happen around me. I've figured out that whenever I'm mad something just breaks, disappears, or simply goes haywire. Mostly liquid, but it varies.

I wondered if Gabe would come. Shit, he's going to freak out when he realizes what's coming. Last time I did something that hurt his wallet...let's just say it wasn't pretty.

Not a lot of people were there with me in the office. Just some firstie who peed his pants and the secretary who was handling some calls. The other boys were most likely still in the infirmary.

I started to panic. What would happen when I got home? No, no need to think about that. What the hell happened in the bathroom and in the office? Am I somehow faulty for this? Am I some mutant like from the MARVEL comics?

It was when I saw his '78 Camaro that I made a break for it. No way in hell am I going back that scum. I gritted my teeth, I've been dreaming of doing this for years but I was always too chicken.

Not anymore. Today I'll go to someplace like Montauk. Along with my possessions in my backpack was a few folded pictures of my mom, there was one of her at the beach. I like the beach, maybe that'll take my mind off of my depressing life.

There were also about twenty bucks, but that's not enough to pay the taxi fare to Montauk.

I burst out of the entrance and saw all the bikes. That could work. I stole a blue one and peddled as fast as I could, I wasn't confident that Gabe wouldn't chase me. In foster care, a lady said something about laws and regulations and if they see Gabe was abusive then something about felonies.

Gabe also gets paid about 700 dollars for this and I doubt he'd be able to get another foster kid.

My best bet out of Manhatten would be through the Queensboro bridge in the East River. It's closest to my school and quicker.

How long would Gabe figure out that I made a break for it? Would he act innocent and worried with the principal or will he burst out to race to catch me? I pondered while I peddled as fast as my legs could go.

Not a lot of people appreciated having to go out of the way because of some kid not following the bike trail. Or the true cunts who made me go out of my way so I wouldn't crash into them.

When I finally arrived at the entrance of the bridge, I winced. There was no way I could pull this off. What about food? Clean water? I steeled my nerves. "I am never going back there"

"You got one thing right, Brain Boy" A familiar voice grunted.

My eyes widened and my breath hitched. He knew I was running away from and I practically led him here since it was the closest bridge to my elementary.

"You're becoming a liability now. You know how much money you just cost me!" He roared and grabbed my shoulders and I flinched.

"Let go of me you stupid humanized walrus!" I yelled at him and he glared at me.

I stepped back when the walrus looking man smiled. "In that case, you leave me no other option" Gabe lifted me up.

As soon as I realized what was happening, I tried to kick and punch him. How can this fatso have enough strength to lift me? "Stop it!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion that sent Gave flying across the width of the street and due to recoil it sent me over the ledge.

When I fell not all memories flashed before my eyes except for a few happy ones when I managed to make friends at school and being with my favorite teacher.

Finally, I hit the water and knew nothing else.

Other than the fact that many people survived from 13o feet jumps like these.

...

"He's waking up! Quick, get Althresha!" Someone said.

I felt like I was floating. I opened my eyes. It must've been a weird dream because I saw dolphins hovering over me. "I'm here, is he awake?" Talking dolphins, there were talking dolphins.

"Is this heaven or hell?" I managed to croak out.

My throat actually didn't feel bad. In fact, I felt great! "You aren't dead, my lord," The talking dolphin said.

"Ah! Talking dolphins! Did I eat some bad magic mushrooms or what?" They surrounded me in a circle.

I instantly began to swim up, hoping that this was either hallucinations or a dream. Maybe I could swim back to Manhattan, after all, it was just the East River.

"You fell into the East River, he decided to float you to the Atlantic Ocean. East never really liked intruders" When I reached the surface, I was met with endless waters each way.

What happened? Gabe...he pushed me off the bridge!

No, wait he didn't. Somehow I threw away Gabe and because of impact I fell.

"I'm eighty percent sure I'm dead and twenty percent sure this is some weird lucid dream or coma" Sighing, I accepted this. "Or maybe I'm in limbo"

"You do not seem to understand, child of Poseidon" Althresha nudged the dolphin next to her as if to shut him up.

They were talking to me? Should I address them or…?

But this can't be real.

"He doesn't know he's a demigod," One with a longer snout said. "What should we do?"

Althresha, the one who was called started to swim around me. "Lord Perseus is not convinced, perhaps we should swim him to the mainland" She suggested.

"Enough of this" The biggest dolphin shoved past and started to poke me with its snout. "Haven't you used your powers before? Haven't you controlled the water around you? Or had water heal any wounds?"

I tried to swim away from the poking. Okay, maybe this...dolphin was right. But, come on, Greek myths don't exist! So what if the sink water could make bruises feel better? Maybe that went towards all humans. You burst the restroom pipes. That was never proven! I started to argue with myself.

"I…uh…what" How do you speak to dolphins? "Well, dolphins don't speak!" I told them triumphantly, it made me wonder, why was I so caught up with this?

"Well, kids don't breathe underwater." The big dolphin kept bothering me much to my annoyance.

There was one time when I fell into the Central Park lake. "I'll have you know that it still doesn't explain you guys speaking"

"Don't you get it? We're not the magical ones. You are. You can speak to sea animals. You can breathe underwater. You can control water. You are a demigod and son of Poseidon. Haven't you met any monsters?" Althresha continued.

Why am I not freaking out? How can I be so calm about this? Why is that stupid dolphin still poking me?! "Stop bugging me!"

The dolphin kept annoying me. What does this thing want? "Enough!"

In a small current, all the dolphins were swept back. "See? Isn't that proof?" I realized the dolphin was trying to cause this.

"You sneaky dolphins!" Some of them made trills as if they were laughing. "This isn't funny!" Of course, they did not find the feeling mutual and continued to laugh. "Okay, fine. If...I repeat, if I were to see the mainland normal human beings I will consider the fact that...Greek myths aren't a bunch of horse crap" The dolphins made triumphant trills.

"Well, Perseus Jackson, follow us!" It took me a second to realize they were swimming and expecting me to follow.

"W-wait! My lord, you forgot your sack" A small dolphin, probably a baby, carried a strap of my backpack in his mouth.

"No! It's all wet!" I reached over and grabbed it.

"You can dry it when out of water since you are a son of Poseidon. I'm Timmy" He said shyly.

"Oh...okay then thanks, Timmy, let's get out of here" We started to catch up to the older dolphins. "Hey, if water heals me, why did I wake up just now?" I asked Timmy.

"My mom said you depleted your magical core and you broke a few ribs because of doing a partial belly flop. I'd say it took a week to heal, I think" He said making me stop.

"A week? I was in a coma for a week? No, that's not possible. I should've died from that fall. Water heals, but not that much" Tim started to swim with me.

"They nursed you to health. We gave you some ambrosia that Poseidon brought you, he's really generous!" Timmy piped happily.

Poseidon, they said he was my father. I can't be a, what had they said? A demigod. I scoffed. My father, generous? God or not he's still the deadbeat bastard who left me to the clutches of people like Gabe.

If he is alive, I'd very much like to punch him in the face.

I contemplated his existence while swimming with the talking dolphins. It angered me. I haven't thought of my father in a long time mostly because I just hated him.

Then I thought more about what could've been if I had died. Yes, I started to accept that this was real. My mother would've died in vain if I had just gotten myself killed. It was my fault that she died after all.

Before, I had no personal quarrel with Gabe. He was a shitty person who only lived to make some cheap money and I accepted that. But he ruined everything after his attempt on my life. Now I know him as the shitty murderous person who is a poor excuse of a human. I swear that one day I'll kill him.

"Lord Perseus! We see the mainland!" The bulky dolphin informed me.

"Why do you call me lord?" I asked him.

"You are the prince of the seas! Son of Poseidon therefore you have the respect of many inhabitants in the ocean" He said proudly.

"Oh okay. Then call me Percy instead" The dolphin made a sort of nod. "What's your name?"

"Faene, Lord Percy" Apparently I'm royalty now. "I believe we are near a little dumpy island"

"England?" Faene nodded in confirmation. "Woo-hoo! If I live here, I can get a cool accent then go back to America to show it off" He smirked.

"Oh great, here comes Doto. Try to compliment her or act grateful for our 'safe voyage'. She's the one who brought us the ambrosia to feed you with" A figure of a person came towards the pack of dolphin.

"Doto, to what do we owe this pleasure?" Althresha asked her.

"Well it's no pleasure for me, being Poseidon's little task manager. He said to give the brat this ring" She seemed to made out of water, with a pearly glow.

Doto flicked the ring towards Percy and he caught it. "Why would he give me a ring?" I asked more to myself.

"Just like I thought, ungrateful. I give you all safe voyage and I receive this? You should be lucky you're traveling with his son or else I would've—"

"Please, Doto, he meant no harm. The boy is just uninformed and doesn't know what these rings are about" Faene told her steadily.

She harrumphed and reluctantly explained. "Since you're going to England, Hecate's domain really, there are wizards and witches. There is a bank run by goblins and you can only access Poseidon's vault through that ring, it's also quite pretty. It's a Big Oval Aquamarine stone 925 Sterling Silver ring, I know my jewels" Doto smiled.

On each side of big gem there was a little figurine, presumably Poseidon, holding it up and a 'P' carved in the gem. "Well, I don't want it" The nereid sighed as if that would happen then snapped her fingers.

Instantly the ring slid into his pinky finger. I tried to take it off but it was jammed on. "Yeah you're going to be wearing that for a very long time. Don't worry though! It adjusts as if grows." Then she hesitated. "I can't believe I'm about to say this but Poseidon ordered you to not look for your family. What is he thinking? Everyone knows people do the exact opposite of what others say"

"Family? What family? I didn't know I had more family. Did they abandon me too?" I asked immediately.

Doto was right. If I ever figure out how, I will look straight for my family. "I don't know, but you can't look for them. He even forbid Gringotts to help you besides financially." Then she turned up her nose. "None of you ever said thank you once shows what type of dolphins and person you all are" Wow, she's very stingy.

There was a round of reluctant thank yous with the talking dolphins. She left with her nose held up high. "Geez, what's her problem?" I asked them.

"There are fifty nereids in the oceans. All of them are small goddesses. Doto is in charge of safe voyages, but she is tired of helping everyone when she gets no gratitude" Faene explained.

"Enough chattering, there is a beach upfront. Your father wants you to attend a certain school in Scotland so we took you to England" Althresha explained to him. "Any questions?"

"Why Scotland? Where is Gringotts? Do I have relatives here? If so, why can't I look for them? What am I supposed to do when I get to shore? Will, I ever see Poseidon? How come this finger won't come off? And, my favorite, why the fuck is you letting a nine-year-old child go into an unfamiliar—AAAH!"

A strong current pulled him towards the mainland, none of the dolphins were shocked or too surprised. "Aktaia," They all said at the same time.

Percy got swept away and roughly washed up onto the shore. He stood up and spit out the sand that covered his face. "You'll pay for this I swear you will rue the day you ever—"

A small golden ball nudged his head. It had cute tiny golden thin wings. He caught it and furrowed his eyebrows.

Then a shadow quickly covered him and looked up just in time to see a boy riding a…broom?

The last thing he saw was emerald green eyes and a scar. Along with a horror-filled face. Then it all went black.

A/N

Sorry for the wait I was just too busy reading long fanfics and creating new prompts only to give up on it a day later.

Don't worry! This is my favorite one yet.

Question, should I keep Harry's parents alive or Nah? Maybe they could be professors and have a younger kid?

Give me your thoughts, I'll only change it if someone suggests to.