Authors Note: This is my 1st fic please don't hate on it. Send me reviews on what to do in this story and how to improve it. Thanks in advance,

Divine Son Of Poseidon


Percy's POV

A regular day on the life of a 34 yr old demigod. Fighting monsters. He was fighting monsters that were coming out the a hole leading straight to Tartarus.

He was winning, but then, suddenly someone - or - something pushed him into the hole, straight to Tartarus.

Oh Crap.

That was his only thought as he plummeted back down to Tartarus. He knew he wouldn't make it out alive.


As he fell down, he saw Tartarus' watered down version with the same air and ground as it was last time he was there. First he IM'D his wife Annabeth and their sons.

"Oh Fleecy do me a solid, show me Annabeth Jackson", He said.

As soon as the window appeared, Annabeth shouted

"Why the hell are you not at home yet, Percy!!!"

"Sorry hon, I am back there... The place where the Doors Of Death were anchored once." he glumly replied.

"Y- Y- You ar- are kidding, r- right??", she stammered.

Once she got back to her senses she asked,

"How will you return?"

"I'm really sorry Annie, we both know I won't be able to return. Tell the kids I'm sorry. Got to go Ann. Love you", He said sadly.

"Oh no you-". He cut off the IM.

Prepared, he walked off to Damasen's place. He fought many hordes of monsters; occasionally taking a sip of fire but even then, he was tiring. Once he reached Damasen's house, he saw the Drakon. It was a beautiful creature.

He dodged the Drakon's first attack and stabbed it to no avail.

Finally, after many repetitions he was able to jump on its neck and stab its eyes. He jumped off the Drakon and started searching for a chink in its hide.

He found one near the neck of the Drakon. He stabbed Riptide there with as much force as he was able to muster, which wasn't a lot, considering the fact that he was tired and famished.

He went inside Damasen's home.


3rd Person POV

A few hours after the dark-haired man went into Damasen's house, some being, powerful beings, wearing hoods went inside. Once they went in there were flashes of light and a scream.