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(First Person Point of View)

I am a monstrosity.

I should have never been born.

I am a monster!

What am I?

I am a child of a cursed one.

Before I go on, let me tell you a few things. Let me explain a few things to you; the Greek gods are real, the Titians are real, as are the Primordials. All of the Greek and all of Roman mythology is real, that includes all the monsters such as Medusa, the Minotaur (the half-man, half-bull), and the Manticore.

I am the only demi son of Arachne.

Yes, Arachne, the girl who was cursed by Athena because she lost a weaving contest and was too proud to admit it, so she cursed my mother. Arachne caught a son of Athena and decided she was going to torture him, but instead of killing him slowly like she did in the past, well, she got me. She ate him shortly after she used him.

I was blessed by Nemesis, Hephestus, Hades, and Tartarus.

I was cursed by my own mother, the curse was blood lust... no literally, I had to drink a few litters of blood a month lest I go crazy and my own blood would not work.

I still had my fatal flaws. One of which is Grudges, another was Revenge. I was power-hungry. One of my others was Loyalty.

I would never side with the titans or monsters as long as I live at least those two. I do not care if it kills me!

I was beaten and abused. I was starved and tortured.

But I remained unbroken and wild. I was untamable, like the ocean and the sea.

I was born in 1938, seven years before the end of World War Two. I was about eight years old when I saved Nico and Bianca from a lightning bolt that killed their mother. They were around my age.

For saving them, I got the blessing of Hades, his full blessing giving the same powers as that of one of his own children.

(Line Break)

(Location: The Pit (Tartarus))

(First Person Point of View)

I was in the Pit.

I learn that about a hundred years in Tartarus is equal to one year on earth. Monsters age faster in the Pit, but they do not age past their prime. I earned the Blessing of Tartarus himself when I became Champion of the Pit. I got one wish from him if it was within his power. I got his blessing, and now I have dominion over most of the monsters and all of the lesser monsters.

It took me a couple of decades to become a Champion of the Arena and another few decades in order to get the champion of the Pit, but due to my heritage, I was great at strategizing, and the blessing of Hades made it easier for me to survive in the Pit.

I was still young looking, looking no more than ten or twelve years old despite my age from the Pit. I was aging slowly, partly due to me being in the Pit and drinking from the River of Fire called Phlegethon. I stayed young, looking for a long time, aging slowly.

I shook my head as I sighed softly to myself as I looked at my new daggers. They were pitch black made out of Stygian Iron. Only a child of the Underworld could touch them, let alone wield them in battle. Plus, they helped channel my powers from Hades and Tartarus, and a nick can be lethal because I like to coat the edge of my blades in venom, venom from my own design. Yes, I have Fangs. Luckily the Mist can hide them from mortals and some demigods.

I closed my eyes and willed the darkness to surround me as I Shadow Traveled back up to the Underworld, where I had a meeting with the Lord of the Dead, Hades.

I kneeled to him and said to him, "I am here, my Lord." I kept my face down as I waited for his response.

After a few minutes, he said, "Rise my Champion. I have a task for you…"

I paused and asked him as I looked up at him. He looked the same as always. He stood a very tall, imposing, and very muscular god with albino white skin and intense black eyes that glitter like frozen tar, and were the eyes of a genius or a madman, and having a mesmerizing, evil charisma, and shoulder-length black hair, with bangs covering most of his forehead, he wore a thinly trimmed beard. His voice was oily and smooth. He was wearing a flowing black robe with evil souls threaded into the cloth.

I stood up and looked at him and said to him, "What is it…"

Hades said to me, "My baby brother has broken the Oath. I want you and a horde of monsters to attack and kill his daughter."

I paused and then asked him, "What is in it for me? I avoid killing children… unless they have wronged me or their parents pissed me off…"

Hades shrugged and said, "I am sure we can think of something…"

I gave him a nod, and shadow traveled to the surface.

I appeared somewhere in Richmond in an alley, I read a sign that read "Welcome to Ironworks" I walked out of the shadow, and I looked around, I sensed someone, I smelt the air and I could smell someone (who really needed to bathe!) in the alley. I called out, "Is anyone here?"

I sensed a vibration running through the ground as if someone took a step back. I said calmly, "I mean you no harm, little one, please come out."

Very cautiously stepped out a seven year old girl with curly blond hair and bright grey eyes that seemed to be analyzing me.

I asked in a soft, kind tone. "What is your name, sweetheart?"

She looked at me for several more seconds before saying, "Annabeth, Annabeth Chase."

I smiled and extended my and said, "My name is Peter Perseus Parker."

She frowned and asked, "Why does that sound familiar?"

I chuckled and said, "Well, Peter is a common name."

She shook her head and said, "It is not that..."

I knew what she meant "Peter Parker" what can I say? I like the character. He reminds me of well me. Though I can say I have a few more tricks than he did.

I heard Annabeth's stomach growl. She blushed, and I chuckled as I said, "Are you hungry?"

She gave me a looked that said, "Are you stupid?"

Annabeth also gave a tired yawn.

I smiled and said, "Are you sleepy?"

She shook her head "no" but she was nodding off.

I chuckled and said, "Come here, little one, let's get you a sleeping bag!"

She muttered something about "not having money."

Well, that would not be a problem for two reasons, one, spiders are very stealthy, and I have stolen before, and two, Hades gave me a debit card with unlimited money.

I pulled it out and said, "I have enough money for it."

She looked at it and nodded her head. I could tell she was sleepy. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her across the street and down the road where I saw a Walmart.

We walked in, and I placed her in a grocery cart, the ones that looked like a race car, and I went directly to the camping section where I found the sleeping bags. I bought three of them, two black and one a grey color. The grey would be for her. One of the black ones for me. What was the extra one for? When you live in this crazy world, it is better to be prepared. I also bought some food, dried meat, and nuts, things that would last for a long while.

Annabeth fell asleep in the cart. I carefully pulled her out. As I did so, she snuggled into my chest. I let a small smile grace my lips as I carried her to another dark alley where the shadows could hide and protect us.

I undid the grey sleeping bag and gently put her in it. I used one of the black sleeping bags as her pillow. I was going to use the other as a chair or something, but Annabeth began to snuggle with it, and I did not have the heart to take it. She was so cute.

I pulled her deeper into the alleys and into deeper darkness.

I stood guard, and I would let nothing past that could harm her if I could help it or I would die trying!

I will protect this daughter of Athena (if you thought about it, she is my aunt… let's not think too deeply about this…)

(Line Break)

(Peter's Point of View)

I should tell you what I look like, right? I am a bit bigger than the average Twelve years old. I was about Five foot Four inches. I was well built at the weight of a Hundred Forty Pounds (140).

I was wearing a ratty black hoodie and a holey faded blue jeans. I wore a relatively new shirt. It was actually ironic. It was a black long-sleeved Spider Man shirt with a white spider in the middle of the chest.

I have dark brown hair that is wild. I sorely need a hair cut, with my hair reaching my shoulders. It was uneven and choppy and ragged as if someone tried cutting it with a weed whacker.

I am covered in scars, all types and all sorts of scars. Many were from my so-called "mother" and some of the other beings that lived around. Others were caused by mortals. A few were from my own hand, trying to take my own miserable life.

I also wore a chain. It was a gift and a warning from Nemesis when I was about eight or nine years old. I saved one of her sons. I think Ethan was his name. She said something like, "These chains are like your thirst for revenge; if all you seek is revenge, you will be chained and become what you hate. If you do not let go of the past, you will never achieve the destiny you may have." She shot me in the heart with a beam of purple energy, and I blacked out. When I woke up, I still had the necklace. I learned it was enchanted to always return. It was not until I wandered into a gas station on fire, I put it out since it was the right thing to do. As it turned out, it was a forge for Hephaestus. He blessed the chain and gave me a trench coat that also had his full blessing to be fireproof and gave me a silver dagger. I lost the coat to a large group of monsters. It was either my life or the coat.

Ok, so now that we have that out of the way, we can get back to the present...

Annabeth fell asleep in the sleeping bag while I stayed up and stood watched for dangers. I shut my eyes and felt for water around that did not belong.

I sensed movement. I shook Annabeth awake. She muttered, "Five more minutes, daddy..."

I whispered in her ear, "Annie, someone is coming, it might be monsters or worse, giant spiders...''

Well, that woke her up!

She sat up so quickly I thought she would get whiplash! She looked around wide-eyed. She looked at me and began to glare until she heard a faint *crunch* that came from further down the alley.

I held my finger to my lips, telling her to be quiet.

I pulled out my daggers, one in each hand, as I bit back a growl.

I saw two people standing in the shadows. I did not move, I did not say anything, I was hoping they would leave Annabeth and me at peace!

Of course, as Fate would have it, one of them saw me and yelled, "Hey you!"

I froze, I usually would climb up the wall and be done with it, but I cannot leave Annabeth! I growled as I stood protectively in front of her.

I heard another voice say in a calming tone, "Calm down, you need to relax... we mean you no harm..." It was feminine, and I found it almost enchanting, almost. I snarled and said, "Step into the light thief in the shadows!"

Two people came out. The first one was a boy with blond hair and blue eyes. He was around, I would guess, either Thirteen or Fourteen years old. He had a mischievous look in his eyes that told me he was a son of Hermes. The girl was dressed in a punk outfit. She wore black eyeliner, a Green Day shirt black skinny jeans with holes. She had black hair and electric blue eyes. She smelled like Ozone, I knew then she was either a daughter of Zeus or of Jupiter, but seeing that she is on the East side of the county, she would most likely be a daughter of Zeus. She was beautiful! As well as powerful. She must have been my target that Hades wants me to kill. I was going to do something when I felt that I should wait.

The boy stepped up and spoke up and said, "I am Luke Castellan, I am a son of Hermes."

The pretty girl stepped up and said, "I am Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus." She said with pride in her voice.

I thought to myself, "Nailed it!"

I gave them a nod and said, gesturing to the blond girl in the grey sleeping bag, "This is Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena."

Thalia asked, "Who are you?"

I said with a slight smirk, "I was just getting there before you interrupted me, Lightning Bug."

She said indigently, "Lightning Bug?!"

I shrugged and said, "Sure, daughter of Zeus for Lightning and bug because you are bugging me."

Luke was trying but failing at not laughing until the daughter of Zeus shot him a glare."

I hid a smile before saying, "My name is Peter Perseus Parker."

Luke arched an eyebrow and asked with a chuckle, "Seriously, Peter Parker?"

"Blame my mother!" I said with a shrug, "It is not like I had a choice with my name."

He responded, "True, very true."

Thalia asked, "Do you know who your parent is?"

"Nope!" was my response.

Luke asked, "Do you have any family?"

Once again, "Nope!" was my response.

Thalia asked with an annoyed tone. "You really do not care, do you?"

"No, not really. Been living on the streets for the past two or three years. I have not needed anybody or anyone. I can take care of myself, though because of little Anne, I was going to Long Island, New York, to drop her off at the Camp." I said half lying, it was true, I lived on the streets for a couple of years, but I lived in the Pit for the most part.

Luke asked, "You know about the Camp? Why are you not there?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "I could ask you the same thing."

Thalia narrowed her eyes and asked, "What are you?"

Annabeth spoke up and said, "He is a very nice person!"

I chuckled and said as I lowered myself to one knee, "I am pretty sure that was not the answer she was looking for, sweetheart. She was asking what I was, and to be honest, I truly am unsure."

Annabeth shook her head in confusion. "I don't get it."

I chuckled as I ruffled her hair. "Relax, you are only seven."

I stood up and said, "Rest while you can. I will take first watch."

Thalia stood up defiantly and asked, "Who put you in charge?!"

I gave a low growl and said, "No one, but I suggest that we get to rest. We have a long road ahead of us filled with danger. I have a feeling we will need every ounce of strength we can get. You are the most powerful demigod here. You need your rest in order to keep up that power."

She growled back, but Luke placed a hand on her shoulder, calming her down as he said, "I think it is a good idea."

Annabeth gave a cute little nod that captured all of our hearts as she fell back to sleep.

I tossed Luke and Thalia my and the extra sleeping bag and said, "They have yet to be used, just got them this evening. They are clean so relax."

Thalia's eyes soften, as did her voice. "What about you?"

I shrugged and said, "One of us needs to stay and keep watch it works out."

She shook her head and said, "No, what did you do without the sleeping bags?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "I slept on the ground, on the benches, in dumpsters, in the woods under bushes, in the top of trees. I did what I had to do to survive."

She said, "That is not right."

I sighed and said, "Life is not fair, but usually fate balances out." I said as I looked into her intense electric blue eyes. I felt myself get lost in them, and then the image began to flash before my eyes. I saw an army of monsters, a lightning bolt, and a tree... it made no sense, but I know it was part of either her fate or destiny.

Luke cleared his throat.

I turned my head, and I looked into his eyes. He flinched at first but was unable to look away, I saw images, and I felt pain and betrayal. I saw a golden-eyed man in a mirror.

I was pulled out of my vision when I felt myself falling to the ground. I caught myself and flipped with a hand spring onto my feet. As I was falling to my feet, I pulled out my dagger.

Luke held his hands up in surrender and pointed to Thalia. "She did it!"

Thalia muttered, "traitor."

I flinched at those words. I said, "Sorry, I spaced off. You remind me of someone..."

"Who?" He asked.

I said, "I do not know. I am trying to figure it out myself. Maybe I saw you in a dream..."

Thalia gave a slight (huge) yawn before muttering, "Sleep sounds good."

I gave her a nod and said, "Rest up. You will need it more than you know."

Luke frowned at my words but complied. He and Thalia moved closer to Annabeth as if to protect her from me. I knew they would not hurt her, but I did not trust Luke, not one once.

I sighed as I watched them both fall asleep.

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(Time Skip: A Few Hours Later)

(Peter's Point of View)

I gave a tired sigh as I watched the three demigods sleep. I knew I would protect them. I knew I would die trying to keep them safe. But that was the problem, "TRYING" I wish I knew for sure I could, but I had a gut feeling that things will get a whole lot worse before it even leveled out. I knew that danger was ahead of us, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it.

I sighed as I pulled out some webbing from my spinneret that was located in a hole on my forearm, right below the wrist.

My mother may have been quote-unquote a "Monster," but she should have been a goddess, of what? To list a few domains; Spiders, Weaving, Tapestries, Integrity (she showed all of the flaws of the gods and their mistakes. Because she won the weaving contest against Athena, Athena, in her rage cursed her), Deceit and Lies.

Why them?

Spiders: Because she is mother to all spiders.

Weaving and Tapestries: Because she was the best at it, and spiders are indeed (in my humble opinion) the very best weavers.

Integrity: Because she told what she thought was true about the gods with their infidelity, their rape, their kidnappings. All of the unjustified murders.

Lies and Deceit: Because spiders are crafty and or clever. Have you heard the saying "Spinning a web of lies?" it comes from spiders.

I naturally received all of her abilities.

Long story short, I was fixing up my torn hoodie with some webbing. The webbing itself was black. I gently saw the webbing in with the jacket, careful not to interrupt the flow of the original seams. I carefully stitched up my clothes using a silver needle that I found in the street a few months back. It was helpful for fixing clothes and was a quick stitch or a fast patch up.

I felt someone or something watching me, I looked around, and I saw when I saw them three old ladies who were intently staring at us. Me, being me, I walked over towards them. Knowing that they were the Three Fates.

"Peter Perseus Parker." The one in the middle said as she held up a black string that looked similar to a drag line (a thick, strong spider web that a spider uses for safety), probably as long as a ruler.

I gave them a nod and gave them a bow as I said, "Ladies Fate…" I paused for a few long moments waiting for them to speak, but when they did not, I spoke up and asked, "What are you here for?"

The one, in the beginning, said, "It is time for you to receive something that was taken from you."

I frowned and asked, "What?"

"Your memories… or rather come of your previous memories… Your wish." Clotho said to me. She wadded up the string and threw it at me so fast that I did not have time to dodge it. The black ball hit me, and waves and waves of memories hit me.

I remembered my past life, my "jobs" that I did, my wishes, everything.

Just as quickly as they appeared, they disappeared, without a flash, without a sound, just... gone.

I sighed softly as I shook my head and walked back to the group.

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I once again do not own anything, all of the rights belong to Rick Riordan!

Well here is yet another chapter, this is the longest chapter yet for this story!

This story took an "Unexpected" turn I did not expect. I thought that Luke and Peter may have been at odds, but get along well enough, at least around the girls, but I guessed wrong.

Who do you think will be part of Peter's love life? ;) And who would you like to see?

I hope I used a little bit of Peter's spider-powers, though the BIG surprise is yet to be revealed!

This is the longest chapter and the story so far. Also, if you have any ideas, suggestions I would love to hear of it, if I like it I might be able to put it into the story!

Death Fury signing off for now until next time!