DISCLAIMER : Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan.

Yes. It has been a long time since the last update. I write when I want, when I'm feeling in mood to. But here I am. In a few days or not, don't know when, an OS on Percy being a Norse God's son will be there.


The one where Percy goes to the camp for the first time but he doesn't give a shit about it.

Triton 2

Perseus, or Percy for short, Jackson was weird. Many people were freaked out by him. He freaked out every single he met. For the first time, his mother – lovely and weird mother – sent him to a summer camp. Percy didn't understand why. She seemed serious about that. He didn't understand why the monsters would kill him. After all, he was a warrior. Like Warrior in Mario. Well, he could be serious in a fight, only against monster. He knew somehow there was a war between Gods and Titans but he didn't know its extent. Maybe… Nah his mother wasn't like that.

"Please be yourself my son. Don't let them tell you what to do. If I send you there, it's for you. Titans can't have their hand on you." His mother whispered in his left ear, he nodded to her words.

So he went to this summer camp. Percy felt oppressed, everything felt wrong. How could they be like that ? Living like some hermit ? They didn't have phones nor the internet. What.. Percy shook his head as he walked inside the camp. He ignored strange looks as he walked to the big house standing in the distance. Percy hummed passing past some Ares' kids fighting, maybe his mother was overreacting. Or maybe not. He hoped it would not be boring. He was sure he would not be playing Minecraft. He didn't know why he should be in this camp, he was a competent fighter. He sighed.

How would he watch his favorites YouTubers ? How would he listen his favorites bands ? How would he – Was she a daughter of Athena ? Argh. He hated Athena, well he dislike the Goddess for some reasons he would not share. He knew his father disliked too the Goddess. Who wouldn't ? He sighed. He continued walking, he passed past a Centaur ignoring his calls. Percy arrived finally in the big house, he walked inside followed by the strange Centaur.

He found him. The god of Wine.

"Oh look a new brat. Yeah."

Percy felt the urge to laugh. But that guy was a God. He shouldn't.

"I'm sure you have – " The Centaur started to say.

"Yeah. Gods are real. No shit. I'm not here to hear your shit. I'm here because my mom said so. Well we were cool before those fuckin' Titans of shit. Fuckin' bullshit if you ask him. We were perfectly fine. I can't stand you with your fuckin' stupid camp. Yer not even modern."

The Centaur, Chiron – if he recalled correctly – was shocked. Dionysus was looking at him with a curious look.

"Who are you?" He calmly asked.

"Perseus Jackson. Son of Triton!" Percy proudly introduced himself.

"What the fuck?" Dionysus said. He didn't expect a son of Triton, a grandson of Poseidon to be more exact.

"You…"

But before Chiron could finish his sentence, Percy cut him.

"I'm gonna have fun. I don't fuckin' care. I don't fuckin' care orders. So fuck you. Fuckin' fuckers. I stay here only for my own Mother's sake. So fuck you. I do whenever I want. Fuckin' shit." Percy turned his back to Chiron, he faced up Dionysus and said more politely. "Nice to meet you, Lord Dionysus. Hope your wines will grow fast after the end of your unfair punishment."

And Percy left the room. Dionysus laughed, he never saw an half God like that. He had no filter, he was someone who couldn't stand the bullshit and was a fan of his. Dionysus knew that somehow his life would become more supportable.


"No. I'm a son of fuckin' Poseidon. Dickhead."

Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, was astonished by his words. Behind her, Clarisse and her siblings smirked to the new camper's words. Percy passed past Annabeth and stopped in front of Clarisse and her siblings.

"Your father is so fuckin' cool. The last time I saw him he was playing poker with Mom."

The fuck ? The campers thought.

"My mom is a fervent fan of the god of war. Don't ask if you don't want to lose your sanity." He added moving again.

Then he stopped again as he forgot something. He turned his head towards the other campers and proudly introduced himself.

"Percy. Son of Triton."