A/N: Ok this is the second story that I'm writing. I hope this turns out good because there aren't many crossovers of these two. There will be new powers that I will give him as a result of the story.

Disclaimer: The Percy Jackson is owned by Rick and all League of Legends stuff goes to Riot Games.

Prologue

The Beginning

"Wake up! Please wake up! We can't hold out much longer!" He heard the words even through the raging storm that was around them, a slight shaking was felt on his hand. "The others can barely fight anymore! The only one left is you! Please don't leave us alone!"

He could hear the sound of the waves crashing, the screams of the lost souls as the seas claim them… then there were the voices. The pleading voices that struggle in a losing battle. The sound of their bodies being broken under the onslaught of the undead, their hope withering away amongst the screams of madness. But above all he could hear the sound of small tears falling onto his metal suit. Her desperation and sorrow were almost palpable.

His eyes opened, his gaze went down to the small creature that tightly grasped his massive gloved hand. His palm was large enough for her smaller body to easily rest upon. His gaze meets her amber eyes. He could sense all of the emotions that swirl in those orbs. Her pain and desperation, her hopelessness…her desire to do something more, but there was nothing that she could do about the chaos that is taking place in the oceans.

Nothing she could do… but there was still something that he could do. He could still fight some more.

The sound of creaking rings out. He liked to think the creaking was from the bones in his body being put to use, but deep down he knew that the man inside has long since been lost. The feeling of sand was soft under his body as he lifted himself up. He felt tired and exhausted and his non-existent body screamed for rest, but these were nothing more than phantom pains, memories of long ago. Slowly he stood on the beach. His eyes looking over the terror that had reached the shores of Bilgewater.

The Harrowing. It had always been a problem for the people of Runeterra. Especially for the residents of Bilgewater, but now had been the worst incident in many, many years. The attack had come out of nowhere. It overwhelmed the barriers and wards set up to deal with the supernatural threat. Barely any time to set up an actual defense, and no time to send for help. Not that any would come as the mist had spread to any routes the other nations could take.

Bilgewater was alone in this time of peril.

But then again these were the sailors of Bilgewater, and they weren't going down without a fight. With the god Nagakabouros on their side and the influence of Gangplank and Sarah Fortune, they had managed to set up an armada of ships to deal with the threat. Over a hundred ships were launched, each with hundreds of crews aboard, but even this didn't seem to be enough.

"Nautilus…?" A small voice said beside him. He turned to the small woman, no she was Nami, beside him. She floated on a ball of water, keeping her fishlike lower half above the ground. Her sea blue scales and yellow skin glistened from sea spray of the crashing waves. "Are you going...?" She asks, but there was no need to answer. She already knew the answer. "Just promise me that you'll come back with the others. I can't find Fizz or Illaoi and if anything were to happen to you or Sarah I don't…" Her voice cracks as tears begin to form in her eyes. "You'll come back… right?"

The metal giant stared out into the sea. There was no doubt in his body. He knew what must be done. What he needed to do for the ones that had done so much for him. He turned to his dear friend for what could be the last time. She extended her hands to him and he had to kneel for her to reach. Her hands weren't even big enough to wrap around the tip of his pinky finger. She was so small compared to his massive size that he had to be careful so as to not hurt her, not that he would ever dare to hurt the gentle and caring woman. He could feel her squeeze on the metal appendage. He was going to miss her presence.

As he rose, he felt a small presence on his finger. Lifting his hand he looks at his pinky to see a small bracelet with a glowing blue stone on it.

"It's a sea stone arm band," Nami spoke. "My people uses them to ward of evil and protect those dear to us. I-I want you to keep it, so you'll be safe." Nami barely manages to choke back a sob. The titan looks at the small apparel before storing it in a compartment that was built in his massive body for safe keeping

The screeches of the damned sounded off in the distance. The titan knew it was the time. The massive chain attached to his body reeled in at an incredible pace and soon a massive anchor burst from the ocean and into his waiting grasp. Easily lifting the object that was almost as large as his body, as if it weighed nothing at all, he trudged to the raging seas and into the dark of the depths.

He could still hear Nami's voice until it was silenced as he submerged. Being under water was a familiar feeling, a feeling that he had grown accustomed to over his many years of existence. The liquid let him move faster than on land and with nimble precision. In a swift and practiced move that he had done countless times before he threw his anchor. After a few moments he felt the chain shake in his hand. With a roar he let the chain pull him towards where ever the massive anchor landed. As he soared through the water his vision caught sight of many ships that had sunken to the bottom of the ocean. Many of them old galleons that had been claimed by the sea life and some that had just sunken at the hands of the Harrowing.

The titan of the deep allowed his fury to fill his metal body. He would find his friends, no matter what.

The titan's eyes widen as something crashes into him, sending him plummeting down to the sea floor. Nautilus stands as if the attack had never happened, in this case it might as well not have as it didn't even scratch his metal body. He looks around in the expanse of water for his attacker until he sees a group of ghastly forms swimming through the water.

The forms come closer and begin to clear. If Nautilus had eyebrows one of them would have been raised in question. An armored phantom sailed through the waters on a chariot pulled by… ghost sharks?

The shark chariot turned and began its charge once at Nautilus. The titan felt the anchor once again settle into his hands. Holding it back, primed to strike.

The sharks seemed to roar a ghastly roar as the got closer, and closer. The phantom raised a trident and pointed it at Nautilus as if to order the attack. Nautilus braced himself and slammed into the shark chariot. Two sharks latched onto his body, their teeth failing to damage his shell, but it didn't stop Nautilus's charge as he rammed into the chariot, crushing it and sending the sea phantom to the sea floor. The phantom tries to stand using its trident, only to turn and immediately be crushed into nonexistence by the massive anchor that was sailing in its direction.

At the death of their master the ghost sharks dissipated into nothingness. Nautilus looked around to find the waters around him empty. He looked up to the surface and spotted his targets. A mass of ships floating above the waves. With a throw of his anchor he latches onto one of the already sinking vessels and rockets to the surface. The lights of the ship glowing brighter the closer he got, and the spectral glow of the undead monsters that were attacking the ship.

Nautilus unlatches his anchor and lets his momentum carry him forth. Positioning himself just right he flies out of the waters and lands onto the lead ship with a mighty boom. He knew Sarah would be here. She was a leader, a captain, a commander of Bilgewater's defenses and as such he knew she would need a flag ship. He had sunken many ships in his life so this much he knew.

"Nautilus?" A feminine voice filled with hope said. "Is it really you?" Nautilus turned around to look at her. Her blood red hair was plastered to her face from the sea spray. She looked exhausted from the endless fighting and yet at the same time she still had a stunning and seductive beauty that the man who long ago wore this suit would have been entranced by, but she was his friend and even with all of the blood that stained her body there was no way to mistake her.

A massive roar reverberates through the air. Nautilus turns to it, not bothering to speak to Sarah as there were more pressing matters at hand. The water glows green as a massive spectral form begins to rise from the dark depths. The creature was a massive undead serpent with tentacles writhing along its body. Nautilus knows this beast as he has seen it many times as he walked the depths of the ocean. The kraken, a monster that had once acknowledged him as an equal, a sinker of ships, a monster of the darkest depths, was now an eldritch abomination at the command of the Harrowing. Along with-it ghouls began to scale the ships in droves from the dark waters.

"That thing is back!" Sarah screamed as she aimed her twin hand cannons at the monster. Her guns spewed forth metal and fire at the creature. Nautilus charged forth swinging his anchor left and right, cutting through the tentacles of the beast as they tried to wrap around his body. With his massive hands he reached out and crushed any ghoul that got to close. His feet crushing them under his massive weight. He fought for five, ten, fifteen minutes? He didn't even know how long he had been fighting these abominations.

Suddenly the spectral sea monster roared in pain as a barrage of cannon fire bombarded it mercilessly. Nautilus looked over to the an equally massive ship a ways away. On the prow stood brutish looking pirate captain shouting out orders to the crew of the ship.

Gangplank, the scourge of the seas, had joined the fray and sailed past Sarah's ship and to a large group of vessels past our position. It seemed that the cannon fire drove the sea monster back as it submerged below.

Nautilus turned to Sarah. His glowing orange eyes locked onto her and she let a small smile grace her face. She looked like she wanted to speak, but a look of horror spread across her face.

"Nautilus! Look out!" Sarah screamed and backstepped.

Nautilus turned around to see the kraken resurface with its maw open as ethereal green flames lapped at forth. With a mighty roar a stream of green fire was shot in their direction. The rest of the crew ran to safety but Sarah was far to close for that. Then time seemed to slow for the titan as it watched the flames approach. An unyielding fury filled his empty shell once more as his body moved to cover Sarah's. His armor glowed a bright green at the joints as his shield flared into existence.

The shield protected the two as it flared at the damage, yet Nautilus could feel the heat against his back as his shield then broke. He curled up even more to protect Sarah from the attack that was starting to burn parts of his body. He grunted in pain but he endured. He had lost many things, but this he wasn't going to let be taken from him. He was going to protect what he loved most.

The flames suddenly stopped and Nautilus uncurled himself from around Sarah. Sarah though was stunned at the damage that the attack did to her ship and then at the damage on Nautilus's body. A second later she snapped from her daze and began to bark out orders to the crew to put out the fires. In Nautilus's eyes the shipped seemed barely held together and the only thing that they could do was to run, but that's where the problem arose. The kraken wouldn't let them escape. It was dead set on being the death of them. Sarah's sea green eyes met with Nautilus's orange orbs. She knew the order that had to be made. It was the only way. But the order was cruel, so cruel that it brought tears to her eyes…. Not again…she couldn't let him be abandoned.
He doesn't deserve that fate again…not again…not again…not ag—

"Go."

Sarah widened her eyes as she looked at the titan before her. The word was nothing more than a whisper, but to Sarah he might as well have screamed it to the heavens. The dams finally burst, and tears fell like waterfalls down her face. She hated the world, she hated her helplessness, but there was no other choice, and she hated that most of all. She ran forth and hugged his massive body, it was cold to the touch, but she didn't care, and in a way she enjoyed it more than all of the finest rum in Bilgewater.

Sarah unwrapped a maroon cloth that she had wrapped around her arm. She held the cloth up to the metal giant and placed it in his hand. "Here I think that you should hold on to this." Sarah said with a weary smile. "I-its pretty important you know. I expect you to return that to me." The tears began to flow even more as Sarah cried harder. Nautilus knew that the cloth held no value to her but he wouldn't tell her. "B-but i-if you can't then I'll c-come get it f-from you. J-just wait for m-me okay, I'll come back for you." Sarah's voice broke at the words. She then kissed the metal of his hand before backing away and returning to what was left of her crew that was evacuating the ship.

Nautilus allowed himself to watch as Sarah's figure disappeared. He was going to miss her as well, for like Nami she was irreplaceable in his eyes.

Nautilus stood and stored the maroon cloth in the same storage as the bracelet. He turned to face his opponent. The massive beast was once again trying to tear the ship apart. Nautilus let out a furious roar. A roar so strong that it seemed to quiet the very seas themselves and made the eldritch kraken and ghouls freeze for a moment. A moment that the titan capitalized.

Nautilus spun his anchor in a circle reminiscent of two generals that he had fought in the rift and let go of the massive weapon yet kept a firm grasp on the chain. The anchor swung in a massive arc and dug itself in to the throat of the kraken. The kraken roared out in pain as it tried to escape but instead was being pulled toward the metal behemoth. Its tentacles circled and wrapped around his body, trying to crush him but the metal didn't budge an inch. He kept pulling until the kraken was close enough for him to grab it by its toothy maw. The kraken's throat began to glow green once more as it tried to spew fire once more. Nautilus didn't give the beast a chance as he slammed its head into the deck and reared back his fist. He then brought the massive gauntlet down on the kraken's head once…twice…three times. The titan of the depths didn't stop his furious onslaught, the tentacles that tried to restrain his arms were ripped off as he punched, and he kept punching until the kraken's head was nothing but a massive stain of spectral green paste.

Its body slowly slide off the deck and back into the ocean. Nautilus turned and began to decimate the ghouls that were on the ship in mad fury until they were dead once more. After they were all gone Nautilus watched the escape vessels that had left the doomed ship. He could still see Sarah watching him as she sailed farther away. But then something grabbed his leg.

With a sudden jolt Nautilus was brought to his knees and the tentacles began to wrap around him till he was thoroughly restrained. He cursed at his foolishness for believing the eldritch creature was dead as he saw its headless body rise once more. But then he heard screams of panic. His eyes looked onto the escape vessel as the pirates aboard panicked as tentacles began to wrap around the vessel. But his gaze was locked onto one person. Her red hair and sea green eyes a stark contrast to the darkness that was surrounding her. Her eyes were filled with fear…she was terrified and yet at the same time there was relief. Relief that she will die with him… That she will walk the road to the after life with him…She won't ever have to leave him alone again.

"NO!" Nautilus roared, his rage burning within him like an inferno, as he tore away at the tentacles and grabbed his anchor. He raised the massive weapon and it glowed with an intense green aura. Nautilus's body glowed as the pure power of the oceans that had transformed him into what he was coursed through him. He felt the black mist itself quickly try to attack his body, as if it sensed the danger of the abyssal power in him. Its touch was corruptive against his metal armor as it tried to penetrate deeper, only to be repelled by the primordial power that lived within him.

"BEGONE!" He roared. Nautilus brought the anchor down. The impact causing an explosion of power that spread throughout the black mist of the Harrowing. A flash of white engulfed Nautilus as the sea itself seemed to erupt in a massive column.

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Nautilus knew not where he was. His shell was heavily damaged. The glowing orange lights that were once his eyes barely flickered with life anymore. He didn't know if this was the afterlife, but he did know that he was tired. Tired of fighting, of wandering, of hating. He just wanted to rest, to not think anymore, but he did let one thought cross his mind. He felt the Harrowing disappear. He felt all those damned souls leaving the mortal plane of Runeterra, and now they were safe. Nami, Sarah, and hopefully Fizz were all safe. He reached into his storage and pulled out the last remnants he had of his friends. A maroon cloth and a bracelet. He held them close to his body, right where his heart was supposed to be.

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A young boy ran in the dead of night as fast as his little legs could carry him. He didn't dare look back in fear that those men were behind him. Tears streamed down his face as he ducked behind a tree. His breathing was ragged, the air wasn't flowing in properly as he sobbed.

"Find the damn brat!" A gruff voice shouted from where he had run away from.

He closed his eyes and hugged his knees to his chest. Fresh scenes began to play in his head. The men breaking into his and his mothers' cabin, his mother telling him to run, and one of the men hitting his mom over the head. The scene froze in his mind, his mother's dull eyes stared into his own as the blood flowed down her face. He began to cry even harder but stayed quiet in fear of being found.

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Yet unbeknownst to him in a realm beyond mortal reach, three elderly looking women watched over him with growing concern. This was not supposed to happen. This was not how his life was planned out and they could smell the Titan Lord's influence all over this, and yet they couldn't interfere. The ancient laws forbade them. But the mother wasn't supposed to die, and they feared that the boy would follow soon, and without him Olympus would fall, with the world soon after. So maybe, just this once they'll make an exception.

However, this left the three with a serious problem. The men would find him eventually, and he was just a child. They went over many different ways and all seemed to doom the little boy, until one of the women proposed an idea. The child was close to the anomaly. One that they had worked meticulously to cover up as it did not belong in this world.

What would the outcome of this be? It was foggy and vague even to their eyes. Yet time was running out, but could they do it? The child would never be the same, an outcast in the world, his innocence would be robbed for the sake of others. They hoped that they were making the right decision.

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The young boy silently cried from behind a tree as he tried to hide form the mean men that had attacked his mother. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know who to call for help, nor did he know where to go.

The sound of rustling leaves makes the child flinch. He presses himself closer to the tree in the hopes that he wouldn't be noticed by what ever came from the brush. A few moments later a blue deer walked out from the forest brush. The child was mesmerized by the odd colored animal. He had never seen or even heard of such an animal and yet it stood there staring into his eyes. The deer walked closer to the young boy and used its head to nudge his foot and tilt it in a direction in the forest.

"Do you want me to follow?" The little boy asked quietly.

The deer didn't respond and just nodded in the same direction as before and then began to walk off. The boy didn't know what to do yet he soon found himself trying to follow the deer like something was compelling him to. The sound of the gruff voices could still be heard from behind him as they seemed to be getting closer. The young boy soon found himself running once again to get away, the deer always staying just ahead of him until he came to a halt in front of a cave. The smell of the ocean filled his nose.

The deer nods its head once more to the entrance as if expecting him to go in. The boy thought that he should turn and run away once more, but something was drawing him in. Something familiar and yet foreign at the same time.

"Do you want me to go in there?" The boy asked.

The deer seemed to give him a sad and pitying look before nodding its head.

The boy carefully walked into the entrance of the cave, but then stopped. He turned around, wanting to thank the odd colored animal for helping him but was met with only empty space. A bit frightened he turned and walked into the darkness. His small hands never left the wall as he wandered in the dark. He didn't know how long he had been walking but it seemed like forever to the boy until he saw a sliver of moonlight in a massive cave. His small head peeked around the corner and he gasped at the sight.

Leaning against the wall of the cave was a massive metal giant and a huge anchor sitting next to it.. The boy couldn't help but let out a small gasp. It reminded him of that movie about the giant robot his mom took him to see last year. At the thought of his mother his heart sank, but then he steeled himself. That deer had led him here so maybe it could help. The young boy looked over the giant and saw that it was clutching something to its chest. Maybe it could help him?

Clumsily the boy climbed onto the top of the massive leg and crawled to the gauntlet that was held tightly to its body. He began to pull on the metal hand in the hopes that it would open up. He pulled, and pulled until it finally gave way just a little bit. The boy was ecstatic until the massive suit began to rumble and its hand moved even more.

"AAHH!" The boy screamed as he let go and tumbled down its body. He managed to stop himself from falling to the ground and now sat upon its massive leg. He looked up from where he got himself settled and his sea green eyes met large orange orbs.

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Nautilus had been asleep for so long. For how long he didn't even know. During those brief moments where he was even awake, he couldn't move. His metal body had suffered to much damage when he had destroyed the Harrowing, and now it felt like something was keeping him here. But that was fine for him, he didn't want to do anything anymore. He knew that his friends would be sad and deep down he knew that he was somewhere that they would never be able to reach him, but the thought that they were alive brought him peace.

However, one day something had awakened him from his dreamless slumber. Something was pulling on his hand, the hand that held his memories. An inkling of leftover fury sparked with in him at the thought of losing what little he had left, and he moved the hand. Whatever was trying to steal from him feel with a scream and Nautilus's eyes flickered to life once more.

The thief was not what he expected, he was used to the cutthroats and brutish pirates of Bilgewater, but this was just a child. Their eyes met each other, bright orange locked onto sea green, the same sea green that reminded him of Sarah.

"Who are you?" The giant asked.

His voice echoed around the cave. It was deep and metallic, and almost had a hollow sound to it. It was emotionless but the boy seemed to hear the confusion and lack of malice that the metal giant intended to portray.

"P-Percy." The small boy, no Percy stutters out."

"Why are you here?"

Percy hesitated at the question. He didn't know what this thing was but the deer seemed to have led him here for a reason. "I-I was led here."

"To steal?" His orange orbs glowed a bit more intensely. His hand gripped tighter around his treasures.

"No, no," Percy waved his hands wildly. "I needed help and I was brought here, s-some bad m-men hurt my m-mom. A-and I don't want t-to die." Percy choked out as his eyes began to water.

Nautilus watched the boy with a careful gaze. The child was innocent. A sharp pang filled his body. The boy reminded him so much of his dear friends. He could feel the power of the sea with in Percy, much like his friends Nami and Fizz. And his eyes resembled Sarah's not only in color but in the desire to be unrestrained, to be free. He could see ghost faces of his friends crying in his mind. He saved them but it had cost him greatly, not that he cared, but maybe he could help one more person.

"Help." He muttered

"Huh?" Percy looked up in tearful eyes at Nautilus.

"Will help."

A small spark of hope ignited in Percy's eyes.

"But not like this."

The spark diminished considerably. "Is there any way you can?"

"A way." Nautilus said. "But will you accept?"

Percy looked unsure for a moment before his eyes hardened. The tears still stained his face, but he was no longer crying. "I do."

Nautilus didn't say anything, but at those words his body began to glow a sea green. The titan reached out and touched Percy's forehead with one of his massive fingers. The light became blinding as it filled the cave.

The sound of Percy screaming echoed through out the cave.

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Joe Bill walked through the woods at a leisurely pace. He and his two brothers were hunting that demigod brat that they were told about. Joe Bill's mouth just watered at the thought of how good that demigod would taste once they got their hands on him.

You see Joe Bill and his brothers were Laestrygonian giants. They each stood at around eight feet tall and had sharp teeth and nails. They weren't the smartest monsters but what did that mater when they were strong enough to throw boulders and easily tear through that tiny cabin the demigod and mortal were staying in.

"Hey Joe Bill." One of his brothers called out, Bill Joe was his name. "You smell anything"

"Nah." Joe Bill shouted. "How 'bout you? You find anything?"

"I ain't got shit." Bill Joe said in frustration.

"Hey I think I got something." Joe Bill's other brother shouted out, his name was Tom.

"Really?" Bill Joe said. "Well don't just stand there ya idiot. Lead the way."

Joe Bill followed his brothers through the forest. He could faintly hear the coast that was a ways away from where they were. After a few minutes of walking they found themselves in front of a dark cave.

"You sure this is where he is?" Joe Bill asked.

"Just take a whiff yourself. His scents all over this place. Now come on I'm hung—" Was all Tom managed to say before something massive tore his head from his body. His body disintegrated into gold dust but Joe Bill and Bill Joe were to stunned to speak. Joe Bill turned his head to see whatever had killed his brother. A massive anchor was entrenched into the ground behind them, then its chain went taut as it was pulled back towards the cave.

The two Laestrygonians just watched as the massive object was dragged into the darkness of the cave. The only thing that was visible was a luminescent orange glow in the darkness.

"Y-You bastard! How dare you do that to our brother!" Bill Joe shouted. "Come out here so I can kill you proper!" Joe Bill heard the fury in his brother's voice, but he could see just how tense he really was. Joe Bill himself was also tense.

Whatever was in the cave didn't move for a few moments but then began to slowly walk from out of the darkness of the cave and into the moonlight. It was a little boy, or more specifically the seven-year-old boy that they were told about. But something seemed different about the brat. He was carrying that massive anchor on his shoulder like it weighed nothing and yet the thing seemed to be bigger than his entire body, a maroon cloth was tied around his neck and an arm band was on his wrist. He was no longer crying, in fact his face held no emotion whatsoever, but what was most unsettling was the luminescent orange glow that came from his left eye. A cold and unsettling pressure washed over Joe Bill as he looked at the boy.

"I'm gonna enjoy eating you!" Bill Joe shouted and lunges at the small boy. In a swift motion the anchor came down and cleaved Bill Joe into gold dust as soon as he came close enough.

Joe Bill backed away. "T-this brat wasn't worth it" He thought to himself as dread filled his body as the small boy began to walk towards him. He turned to run back into the forest until the anchor few past him before being pulled back at an incredible speed. The object hooked around him and pulled him back towards the demigod. He landed on the ground, gasping for air since the anchor had hit him in the gut, and slowly rose to his knees. Then a hand grasped his throat in an iron grip. Joe Bill opened his eyes and looked down. Even kneeling he was still taller than the young demigod but that made little difference as the grip began to tighten and crush his windpipe.

Joe Bill's large clawed hand came up and wrapped around the demigod's arm and tried to pry it away or break it, or even scratch it, but it was like an immovable vice. Joe Bill was close enough that he could see the boy's feature. He stared at his eyes and noticed that they were different colors. One was a deep-sea green that looked like a bottomless ocean and the other was a burning orange color that bore into his very soul, but they both seemed to hold no emotion as they bore into his own. His monstrous instincts were screaming at him that this boy was unnatural, an abomination and to stay away but he couldn't escape. Joe Bill couldn't even breathe, he tried to call out, but nothing came. The hand tightened and tightened until finally…SNAP!

Joe Bill's limp body fell to the floor and slowly began to disintegrate. His neck crushed and bent at an unnatural angle. With the last of his life he watched the young demigod he was told to hunt walk off into the forest, the anchor carving a path into the dirt behind him before finally disappearing into the dark forest.

A/N: Welp there's the first chapter. I honestly had trouble deciding on this story. Not in that I was going to write it, no. It was more on what champion to use and which would fit Percy. It was a toss up between Nautilus and Pyke and so I flipped a coin and here we are. I also had a few other ideas. One where Percy developed split personalities after being fused with Diana and Leona. Or even Percy and Morgana and fusing Kayle and Luke together, that would have been pretty good. Anyways I got this idea after reading Of Red Petals and Black Feathers by Unseen Lurker. It's a RWBYxLeague crossover that is very good and I recommend you read it. I will have Percy similar to how he does Ruby in his story since I like the take on the character. Also I do hope to introduce other elements of league into the PJO universe and would like some help with suggestions as well as suggestions for a pairing. I'm thinking Perzoe for this. All right I've rambled enough. Make sure you leave a review and I challenge any of you to write a PJOxLeague crossover.

Momentei out.