Chapter 3

"Come here dear boy," a sultry voice said, her fingers on his shoulder gently leading him away from the tent his brother lay in, "it's okay, don't worry."

Percy walked, excitedly hopping as he looked around and spotted different trees. He turned to the beautiful woman with too long nails and said, "Hey did you know that this is oak wood? I haven't seen many trees, but I always find this interesting."

The woman rolled her eyes, and once she was sure she was far away from the tent, began transforming into a woman with flaming hair, pale white skin, her red eyes glowing in the darkness, bright white fangs visible through her lips. Her legs shimmered and transformed into a donkey leg and a prosthetic bronze leg. Wings sprouted out of her back as she stared at the young boy in front of her.

Percy froze as he heard a strange sound of hooves and turned around to see a beautiful, yet at the same time menacing woman. The woman stepped towards him, her voice husky, "I know something you don't know demigod. I know that you are going to taste great."

Percy's eyes widened and he ducked as the empousai jumped at him. Missing her, he sprinted towards the temporary camp and shouted, "MALCOLM? MALCOLM? WHERE ARE YOU?"

His questions were met with silence and he continue to run. Looking back, he saw the woman flying towards him, her fiery wings flapping on her back, quickly gaining on him.

He crashed to his left and the empousai flew forwards before she turned towards him and he fumbled with his dagger as he tried to hold it in front of his face, an amateur defensive position. The empousai cackled loudly but charging at him.

In a desperate way, Percy slashed at the monster and luckily, he managed a hit on the monster's face making her scream loudly as she pulled back, her hands covering her face. Using the momentary distraction, Percy ran the opposite way but didn't make it long before he was picked from the ground and he noticed the claws grabbing onto his shoulder.

He struggled but the enraged empousai kept her hold tight till she stopped and hovered in mid-air. Percy paused as well before pain erupted in his shoulder. He turned and saw the woman's teeth dug deeply in his right shoulder and he screamed loudly.

The empousai smirked as she began drinking her blood till, she saw a dagger flying towards her. She dropped the demigod and hovered to the side and blood dripped from her fangs, fury in her eyes as she tried spotting the assailant.

Seeing no one, she flew down, looking for the son of Athena she had been drinking the blood of. Before she even landed, a boy jumped off a tree and stabbed through the empousai's head. The empousai screamed in terror and pain before exploding in golden dust.

The boy had blonde hair that moved with the breeze, his grey eyes looked like they held tons of knowledge, his tanned skin making him look strong. He rushed forward shouting, "PERCY! PERCY!"

"Percy! Percy!" Percy woke up with a gasp, his raven hair sticking to his forehead, his greenish grey eyes wide with fear. Why am I having so my nightmares of my past?

A soft rub made him self conscious and he looked down to see his dog, looking at him worriedly. Percy stroked his fur before getting up and Mal poked her head in, "You alright Percy?"

Percy nodded and asked, "Yep, why?" Mal shrugged and replied, "You were thrashing about in your sleep, muttering Malcolm's name." Percy froze and looked at Mal who was staring at the dog, but Percy knew it was just a disguise, whereas she was mourning the death of her favourite brother, something that was Percy's fault. If only he had been stronger…

Mal shook her head and plastered a genuine smile and said, "C'mon Percy. Let's go have some breakfast unless you want to do today's activities with an empty stomach."

Percy's stomach growled in protest and Mal laughed loud. Even the dog barked loudly, seeming to find it funny as well. Percy rolled his eyes and picked his pet and shouldered Mal playfully and walked towards the dining hall.

"Oh, my brother's growing strong," Mal said playfully, coming up to Percy and punching his shoulder. Percy just rolled his eyes at her again and didn't reply, his mind still on the nightmare, his finger fondling with dagger in the sheath on his side. The death of his older brother.

Malcolm found Percy, lying in the river, blood seeping out of his shoulder and into the river, staining the river with red colour. Malcolm rushed, hesitating slightly when he reached the sea, before jumping in and grabbing Percy.

He tried walking out of the sea, but it held him where he stood, as if it was controlled. The steady movement of sea started moving rapidly and Malcolm saw a huge wave rush towards them. He closed his eyes and turned around such that his back was facing the upcoming wave.

Before the wave could hit Malcolm, it stopped mid-air and transformed into a humanoid figure. Malcolm turned around and came face-to-face with his mother's sworn enemy, Poseidon.

Poseidon glared at the son of Athena in coldness and anger before he looked at the boy in his arm. Something about the boy seemed familiar and he decided to take a look into his memories.

Malcolm watched as Poseidon's gaze turned to Percy and his eyes slowly started to glow along followed with Percy's forehead which glowed with the same sea green light.

Malcolm watched with mild interest and curiosity till Poseidon's eyes lost their glow and he looked at Percy with indifference. He muttered something under his breath before saying, "I will let you go free, son of Athena," Malcolm bowed before the sea god, till he continued, "But on one condition."

Malcolm looked at him with apprehension and said, "What condition?"

Poseidon stared at him coldly and replied, "You will give me the boy in your arm." Malcolm stood shocked before he grew angry and said, "I apologise but I cannot let you take my brother."

Poseidon continued staring at Malcolm with coldness before he said, "Or I could let him go with his shoulder healed but you must come with me."

"And what do I get if I come with you?" Malcolm asked, although he knew the answer he would choose.

Poseidon didn't reply but turned around to face the sea. Malcolm looked down before he said, "Heal him and let him go. I'll come with you." Poseidon simply nodded, the cold barrier going down slightly and a stream of water hit Percy right in the forehead and Malcolm watched in fascination as the wound in Percy's shoulder closed.

Malcolm dropped Percy to the bank of the river and said, "Stay safe brother." With that, Poseidon and Malcolm dissolved in water, Poseidon giving one meaningful glance towards Percy and Malcolm giving Percy a sad smile.

Percy woke up a few hours later and found his body and clothes wet but his wound in the shoulder seemed to have closed. He got up, wincing as his body felt sore from running and limped towards the direction of the tent.

On his way, he spotted Malcolm's dagger (the one he had thrown at the empousai) and picked it up, his worry growing significantly as he increased his pace towards the tent.

When he reached the tent, Malcolm wasn't there. Everything was as it should have been, but Malcolm wasn't there.

He crashed down to the ground, his hand clutched to Malcolm's dagger as he thought that the monster had killed Malcolm. If only he could have been stronger and beat the empousai.

A/N: I am sorry if this was too much of his past, but I need this chapter to show that Poseidon is getting an interest in Percy. In this past, Percy is 8 years old, a year after he had come to the camp. The next chapter cannot be written till I have some more OC's so hurry up.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Heritage: (For example, daughter of Aphrodite)

Affiliation: Good/Bad

Special Qualities: (For example, charm speak, controlling air)

Group in association: (For example, Hunter or Camper)

Note: No romans absolutely. OC's cannot be gods. OCs won't play as big of a role as the hellhound/dog or Percy, but they will play a moderate role.

NOTE: I was just kidding about OCs not playing as big of a role as the hellhound/dog. BTW I still need a name for the hellhound/dog.