Okay, here is the first chapter. I'm really sorry, that you had to wait for so long, but my muse gave me a cold shoulder when I had time to write and hugged me when I had no time. Since I didn't want to let you wait any longer I stopped the chapter earlier then I had planed, since I had reached a good point for a cut.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, nor do I own the gods that will be inside, I only own the idea and the OCs that will come up.

Pairings: (Past)Luke/Percy; (Futur)Luke/Percy/Anubis/Apollo; (forced)Kronos/FemPercy; (onesided)Percy/Annabeth; (possible)Poseidon/Sally; More Pairings will follow!

Warnings: future mentions of rape, lemon in later chapters, many OCs in the future, Crossover with "The Mummy" and "The Mummy Returns" (I will just not change it to a crossover, because it will not be that much of importance), Contanes elements of Catwoman (2004)

Chapter 1: Helena and a Prophecy

The end of my stay in Camp Half-Blood began with my sixteenth birthday and the end of the war.

It began with my request to the gods.

I always thought that I was the only child that my father had sired since the oath, but it turned out to be different. I had a sister. The now so called "first daughter of the sea". Everyone knew the prophecy that the oracle had made during the time Perseus killed Medusa. It told of the birth of the first daughter of Poseidon and that she would carry with her great changes. Well that's fantastic. Now, Helena- it wasn't hard to guess who she was named after- was treated like royalty within the camp.

It was Triton who told me about the prophecy. I had visited father's palace after one particularly bad day, Helena had found the only Egyptian object that I had with me and had demanded I would give it to her.

It was a golden comb with Egyptian decoration I got for my fifteenth birthday from my grandmother, her husband and my two uncles, everything on my mother's side of course. I could only use it once in a while, but it grows out my hair a little over my shoulders and masks my Greek demigod scent for twenty-four hours if I wore it until the comb had to recharge for one moon phase, it wasn't until the next full moon that I would be able to use it again. They had given it to me so that I could go out for a movie or dinner as myself. Just Persia the Egyptian legacy, not Percy the Greek demigod. It was a blessing, and I treasured it.

When she had threatened to snap it in half with the fancy trident that father had given her, I had slapped her. Hard.

Anyway, the reconstructions on the palace after the fight against Oceanus were going well, and I could see Triton organize the workers Dad was busy on Olympus, from what I knew. The Throne room had already been finished, so when Triton had spotted me wandering around Olympus, he grabbed me and showed me the finished product.

"How are the reconstructions going?" I asked. It seemed to me to be a good way to start the conversation.

"They're good so far, but they could be a lot better." He said. "The workers have been anxious since starting their work. The war has not been kind to any of us." His gaze shifted over the destruction still left behind then he looked back at me. "Oceanus had a secret weapon. A poison, for gods. Not strong enough to kill our father, but... my mother was lost." Oh no.

"Oh my... I'm so sorry!" I said shocked. "I might have not liked her very much but... I- I know how it feels like, to lose your mother." I shivered at the memory of the pain I felt at the loss of my mother during my first summer at camp. It wasn't a pleasant thought.

"Thank you for your concern" Triton said quietly. I could see the pain in his eyes. It must be even more painful for him than it had been for me, after all his mother had been around for much, much longer than mine.

"How is dad coping with it?" I asked and looked up at him. I could only imagine how he must have suffered upon hearing the news. I was still hurting from Luke's death, even if I had to hide it.

"He is... torn, for lack of a better word." He said and picked up an green sea shell only to drop it after a moment. "He has been with her for thousands of years, no matter how often he was otherwise occupied." He glanced at me while he said that. "And he loved her, nonetheless. But on the other side of the spectrum, he can finally claim more of his mortal children."

"There are more?" I asked perplexed. I had thought I was the only child he had sired after the oath. Until Helena had arrived at camp.

"At least the new one at the camp." Triton grumbled but then cleared his throat. "That brings me to a question my mother and I wanted to ask you since you were in the palace last."

We had stopped on the steps leading to the throne room, and I looked up at him. He was still taller than me. What could he want? What had Amphitrite wanted to ask me?

"When are you going to tell father that you are his first daughter?"

I stopped dead in my tracks, the question hitting me like a ton of celestial bronze. How did he know that? I mean, I've acted like I always have...

"What do you mean by that?" I asked nervously. "You know I'm a boy." Please, please let it work, I thought.

"My mother could feel the sea in you, but it was different from father's other half-blood children, Orion or Theseus. She had described it as 'different' and 'more complex'. She said it's a 'woman-thing' which is why neither father nor I sensed it. She talked to me about it before she died. She would accept the fact that you are the proof of father's disloyalty, because the prophecy is finally going to come true." He explained and continued to look at me.

"What prophecy?" I asked, shocked. I really didn't want to be part of another prophecy. The great prophecy had been enough.

"It had been told by one of the first oracle of Delphi. Father wouldn't stop talking about it. What were it's words again...?" Triton said and tried to remember the prophecy, brow furrowed in concentration.

"For the first time since the earth was made,

not equipped with a celestial blade,

a female half-blood of sea shall fight,

magic and knowledge on her side.

She shall end an ancient dispute,

and change the world to it's very root."

He recited and looked at me expecting. I swallowed hard and then sighed. Oh, why do the fates hate me so much? I have neither offended them nor have I offended Hemsut, the Egyptian goddess of fate.

"I... Yes, you're... right..." I said with a little hesitation. "But you can't tell anyone. Please. It might draw more danger to me than what has already been thrust upon my shoulders." I shuddered as I thought about what had happened not even a month before the fight. It was the moment I felt the most valuable, the most... female.

"Do not fear, sister" He said and – I must be hallucinating – the side of his lip twitched upward at the last word. "I have watched father's other daughter-" He spat it out like an insult. "-in camp, ever since father knew it was going to be a girl. He visited her sometimes, gave her and her mother generous gifts and long story short he spoiled her rotten. You would think she is our uncle's child – Zeus I mean – where many had a tendency to be quite arrogant."

"I know... And the worst thing is... I can't even blame him that much." I sighed again. "I mean, if we were in his position, wouldn't we act the same?" I glanced at the doorway. "I should probably return to camp. Not that Chiron or anyone panicked about me being missing."

"Before you go, I wish to show you something." Triton said and led me to a space behind father's throne. It was hidden from prying eyes, but still not locked away. There was a small pedestal, decorated with sea shells, fish, and waves. On top of it laid a beautiful crown, made of gold.

The front part was decorated with a decorated with an upward tilted crescent moon. In it's middle was a large clear diamond a little under the diamond was a circular purple stone. The whole crone was decorated with dolphins, stars and flowers. Under the sides and front part were little white pearls dangling down.

"It's beautiful!" I gasped and came closer. The diamond on the front seemed to emit a wisp of light, and when I came nearer, it shone a little brighter. "Why are you showing me this, Triton? Isn't it your mother's crown?"

"No," He smiled. "It's yours."

"Mine?!" I sputtered. "I have never been given a crown, much less such... such a beautiful one. You must be wrong."

"Father had ordered to have it made for the first princess of the sea. For the first, and only for her. Once she was crowned it should be able to transform into a trident in case she was attacked and without weapons. So, it is yours." He explained. "Father is planing to crown the spoiled brat once she turns sixteen, which is in about two years. I can't wait to see when the crown rejects her."

"Why did you show it to me?" I asked quietly. I was itching to just take the crown and place it on my head. Just once.

"If you want father to recognize you as his daughter, this crown will be all the proof that will be needed. You can explain it to him and demand to put on the crown. It will react to you and you only." Triton said and smiled again at me. "Now, off you go. It is quite a way back to camp."

A hippocampi brought me back to the camp where I had to face the inquisition.

No, seriously. Helena had bitched to everyone that I slapped her for nothing and now the whole camp started to think I was jealous of her and all such a crap. I was really starting to miss my mom even more than ever. In this moments I just wanted to hug her, tell her everything and cry for all that is worth.

After Helena had tried to take it, I carried my magical comb wherever I went. I had seen that Helena had taking a liking in it and wanted to have it. And she was used to get what she wanted. Some of the others started to treat me differently than before. Since Helena was so 'special' the others wanted to please her and listened to her and believed her no matter what she said.

For the first time since my arrival in camp, I couldn't await the end of summer. Helena was going to stay all year but I would return home. I had for once wanted to stay in camp for the year but with her, I would go insane or murderous towards Helena. Probably the latter. With the reactions of the others towards Helena I felt more alienated than I ever did in my time before camp.

Some still were on my side. Surprisingly one of them was Clarisse. She did not believe everything my 'sister' said and actually defended me. For once she talked to me more than ever and ranted about the stupidity of the campers. I had found a friend in her I never expected to find and I suspected that she knew that I kept a major secret.

What really shocked me was that Annabeth had, after I told her I only felt for her as a sister, started to hang out with Helena. It was funny, that they misinterpreted the prophecy that much. They thought the lines "magic and knowledge on her side" meant that Helena would fight together with a child of Athena and a child Hecate, so Annabeth wanted to be this child. It seemed she still wanted to please the gods so much she wanted to help fulfill the prophecy.

I wanted to see their faces once they found out that it meant that a daughter of the sea would also be related to gods of magic and knowledge from other cultures. But they'll never know. I'll keep my true gender a secret until the day it's necessary. I really didn't want to be part of yet another prophecy.

When we were instructed to leave our cabin empty if we were to leave camp to go home and leave a note if we wanted to stay, I packed all of my stuff, even the things I usually left at camp. I would keep them near me in case Helena felt even more territorial then she already appeared to be and say she wanted to keep my things as hers.

Mom wanted to meet me at the top of Half-Blood Hill with Paul's Prius to take me home. I knew she missed me even more than in the past few years, because of the battle for Manhattan. During the fight, she and Paul had fought bravely. Heroically saving lives of sleeping mortals from fires, monsters, and falling debris. Unfortunately, Paul had been hit by a frost giant's club, and died in mom's arms.

"Percy?" Rachel stood beside me and looked at me with this look she had often had ever since she became the oracle. The look that said that she knew more than I did and that I would never know.

"Yes?" She shifted on her feet and I knew she knew something that even I did not know about myself.

"I just... wanted to say goodbye to you." She said, a deep sadness in her eyes.

"You'll see me next summer, or maybe next year." I told her, smiling.

"I will not." She mumbled and I realized what she meant. I wouldn't be in New York next year. I wouldn't return to camp.

"I..." I really was speechless. Where could I be next year?

"Will you write me?" She asked. I nodded. "Give my greetings to your grandmother."

Of course! I will be in Egypt, in Ahm Shere.

"I will." I said smiling. "But please don't tell anyone if they don't ask. And then write me when they found out that I'm gone, okay?" She nodded and pulled me in a hug.

"I'll tell Nico and Clarisse that you're sorry, okay?" She said in my ear, and I sighed in relief. She had known what I had wanted to say.

"Thanks, Rachel. You're the best." I said and then sprinted up to my mother. I said goodbye to some campers and waved to Rachel before I sat in the car.

Mom hugged me before she started the car and asked if I was alright. I told her what happened at camp but I left out my talk to Rachel. she looked in the mirror at me, concerned. I could see she wanted to know exactly why they did what they did.

"Let's go home, Mom."

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