AN: Here's chapter 2! We hope you'll like it. Please review, cause we're pretty new to this and would like to know if we're doing it right. Next chapter will probably take a while, because of exams. Maybe next week.

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Chapter II: I meet my nephew

Percy's P.O.V.

The first thing I saw of the future was a net. I got stuck in that net. But there was good news: I was underwater. I won't drown, so I can wait to get pulled up.

Or I just do it myself...

With a grin I commanded the water to spit me out onto the ground.

I shot into the air, and with an arc I landed on the ground. Still strugling with the net, I saw a boy, around the same age as me, staring at me in shock.

Do they still speak English? I wondered before I just decided to try it out. "Hi there, can you give me a hand? I'm kinda stuck..."

He didn't respond.

I sighed and muttered to myself. "Okay, so he doesn't speak English." Then a bit harder "YOU." I pointed at him, and nearly fell over because of that dam net. "HELP. ME." I gestured to myself.

This time he did answer. He scowled and said in clear English. "Who do you think I am? I'm not stupid, I understood you the first time. But it isn't everyday you see a boy stuck in a net, and come out of the water, while being completely dry."

"Oh... So are you going to help?" I felt a little stupid and helpless. What would my best friend Annabeth say about this? She would probably say that I'm a real idiot and a seaweed brain.

''Sure.'' He said and then asked ''Well... why are you dry?'' He walked my way while getting a knife out of his pocket and started cutting the net.

Wait a minute... I put my hand into my pocket and felt Riptide. And something else. I emptied my pocket and saw what it was.

''Want some sugar?'' I asked while I offered him a sugar cube.

He looked at me as if I'd gone nuts. But then he shrugged and he took the sugar cube from my hand.

I nodded satisfied, and uncapped Riptide. I felt the familiar weight of the sword in my hand and cut the net with just one swing.

The boy, who I just noticed had bronze hair, stepped away from me, probably scared of Riptide.

"Where did you get that from?" He asked while holding his knife protectively in front of him.

I concentrated hard and snapped my fingers. "It's a baseball bat."

He blinked astonished. "Uh, no, it's a fucking sword!"

Now I was the confused one. "How did you know that?'' He isn't supposed to be able to see through the Mist.

"So you agree that it's a sword, but where did it come from?" He continued to prod.

Oh gods, how do I answer without revealing my secrets? As if someone heard my prayer, a seagreen glowing, twisted conch shell (AN: We don't know for sure that this is his symbol, so if someone does know, would you like to tell one of us?) appeared above the boy his head.

I'm not new to this godly world, I know what a glowing floating thingy above someone's head means, but I didn't recognise the symbol.

The boy also noticed the floating shell. "Oh my god, what is that?" He asked me wide eyed.

"Well, actually it's oh my gods." I couldn't help correct him. Great gods, I spent too much time with Annabeth.

He just looked at me weirdly. "What are you talking about?"

The conch shell faded. "The greek gods, you know. They exist." I quickly explained. "But that's not important right now. What's your name actually?"

"I won't tell you my name before you explain what the hell is hapening!" The still nameless boy shouted frustrated.

I rolled my eyes. "Didn't I just tell you that the greek gods exist? It's Hades, not hell." Then I sighed and sat down, gesturing him to do the same. "I'm sorry, I'm just in a bad mood. A lot happened today. Or well, years ago, I guess."

He reluctantly sat down as well. "Tell me about it... What do you mean years ago?"

I bit my lip, could I trust him? Well, he is a demigod. "I'm from the past. I was send to protect my... Nephew."

He snorted, disbelief shown clearly in his seagreen eyes that mirrored mine. "Sure. So you are telling me that you're from the past and greek gods exist."

"It's the truth! I- just watch"

Suddenly the water shot up and splashed all over the boy. I also summoned a water made trident for myself, just for the show.

I raised an eyebrow at him "Believe me now?"

He blinked astonished "Okay, in case you're telling me the truth, why are you here?"

"Like I said, to protect my nephew." I responded, this time more confident about calling someone 'nephew'. I put the trident away.

"And who is your nephew then?" He asked me, still not fully trusting me, which is understandable. He just met me, and not in the best way. I kept doing things that confused him, and didn't explain it very well. So what is there to trust?

A familiar voice interupted my thougts.

"You Finnick, are his nephew." The water parted to reveal my half brother Triton. "And you are also my son."

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"You really are serious about this, aren't you?" The boy, Finnick, asked incredelously after we explained the world of demigods to him.

Triton and I both answered "Yes" and then frowned at eachother.

Finnick also frowned. "Okay, I'll just believe you, for now."

I sighed in relief. "Finally! Wait a minute," I looked at my half brother. "I have to protect him?"

"Who else?" he replied with a silent 'idiot...' It was silent, right? Did he just speak in my mind?

'Whoa, what? You can speak in my mind?'

He rolled his eyes at me. 'Of course I can. Didn't you also do it with Tyson?'

"Oh, well... okay." I didn't know if I should be happy that I could speak to him in my mind, or creeped out.

'One, two, three, test, can you hear me? If you can, give me a sign.' Finnick's voice suddenly sounded in my head.

'Dude! That's my line!' I complained to Finnick. Why didn't I think of that one?

"Hey, where did my father go?" He asked me out loud. I looked at where Triton was standing just a second ago, but he wasn't there anymore.

I shrugged and smiled sympathetically. "It's what gods do, demigods just have to deal with it."

He nodded in understanding, which caused me to frown. He was 14 (Triton told me), he shouldn't be used to his father just dissapearing.

"So, tell me more about district 4. They're big about water right? And what is it I have to protect you from?"

#Line break#

"That's horrible! President Snow is even more cruel than Zeus!" Thunder boomed in the distance, but I didn't care at the moment. How dare he just let children kill each other as a game?

"Yes, it's horrible, but that's the way things are around here. This year will be the 65th. The reaping is already next week, and since you are here to protect me, I guess I'll be reaped." Finnick responded, his voice shaking a bit at the end. A normal everyday person wouldn't be able to hear it, but a trained demigod is.

"And this used to be America? What happened to the gods that are ruling the U.S. in my time? What happened to New York?" I questioned him, feeling sad for what was going to happen to my home.

Finnick shook his head frustrated. "Look, I don't know exactly how it all changed. There was a war, district 13 was destroyed, and the Hunger Games started. How could I know what happened to your precious home, if I don't even know what is happening in the other districts?"

I sighed feeling defeated. "I'm sorry, it's not your fault this is happening. I just really hate president Snow right now."

Finnick snorted. "Almost every district does." Then he stood up from his sitting position. "Come on, I'll show you my house."

I nodded and followed him, but not before a single horrifying thought crossed my mind.

What happened to Camp Half-Blood?

AN: Right, so thats all for now. And to clear it up a bit, Percy doesn't remember that he and Annabeth are dating. That's why he referred to her as his best friend. Well... bye, please review.