Warning: extremely short chapter!
Flashback
Percy sprinted at a Hellhound, aiming a flykick at its face before beheading it and ducking a club from a Cyclops. He spun around, catching the club in his hands before wrenching it out of the Cyclops hand and clubbing the cyclops to the ground. He gracefully front flipped over a dracena before impaling his sword in its stomach. Endless hordes of monsters poured out of a crevice in a mountain. Percy growled before stamping his foot on the ground. The tip of the mountain crumbled off and fell on top of a bunch of the army. Percy clapped his hands and hundreds of ice shards surrounded him like a protective shield, impaling any monster that came near then unsheathed another sword and became an arc of destruction tearing through the army like the hand of death had descended. Then, he put his arms under him and unleashed his power into a controlled beam that pushed him 10 feet into the air. He then completed a series of front flips that ended with him crashing down with one knee and arm on the ground. A shockwave was caused from that collision, sending the rest of the monsters flying off the mountain Percy walked to a boy who looked around a year younger than him.
"Who are you, child?"
The boy looked up with stunning sea-green eyes.
"The name is Zack. Zack Jackson."