Chapter 5 Stop dropping me off in random cities.

As a young Percy Jackson, took in his completely new surrounding, for the second time in a short while. He was getting tired of being dumped off in the middle of nowhere, unlike the few times previous. He knew that he had best intentions of the God. He walked down the sidewalk, of the somewhat busy road, thinking that he may see something he recognized and know where he was. As he walked his muscles started to ache, and however Percy didn't give up of finding out where he was. He was wishing Poseidon had told where he was going to be dropped off, but he knew that just was never going to be the case.

Young Percy was just as tough as his older teenager form, as he had walked for the entire day across much of the city. Despite his young muscles telling him to give up, but he fought, and still didn't get to see anything that screamed that he was in one city or another, and he wasn't even near finding the outskirts of the city.

Percy wished that Annabeth was here was here as she would know exactly where they are by the taste of the pavement. It was getting dark so Percy finally decided that his time was best served trying to find where he should stay for the night. He felt that following the setting sun would be his best option. He didn't have to weigh his options long as Percy heard waves and despite his aching body saying that this was worst decision he ever made, he took of running. For once Percy felt smart, as his sense had carried him to where wanted to go, safety. This feeling didn't last long as he grew closer his path was blocked by a chain link fence that seemed to stretch on forever in either direction.

Percy collapsed in exhaustion, and quickly weighed his options, giving up, trying to go around the fence, or go through the fence. He sat for a moment and decided that going over the fence couldn't go that bad, and boy started to climb the fence having to fight through some barbed wire at the top, Percy just thinking that when he reached the water all his injuries and everything would be gone anyways. He hopped down off the fence and took off straight towards the sound of waves, completely ignoring the large ships dotted all around the harbor, most being docked, a few smaller ones patrolling the water.

Nobody saw Percy running, nor jumping into the water of harbor, they didn't have to, as they heard the sound, Percy with a little thought could have just silently slipped into the water, it could have been a cake walk. Percy like most of the time didn't think before he acted and jumped into the water in a cannonball. He was so happy that he ignored the drone of boats approaching him, before Percy had known it he had a spotlight shining on the back of his head. Percy turned around stunned and thought he could out run the speedboat behind him. Which he could have if he was older, the demigod put in a good effort, but he was no match for the US Navy. Percy was hoisted out of the water, by a sailor, all of those aboard were surprised by the age of the trepassor they had caught.

Around this time of year it was the fraternity pledge week, which lead to stupidity all over town and especially at the US Navy docks, the sailors thought they just had another drunk college student. They were surprised by his age and his speed in the water, they had to max out the throttle just to catch him, and it wasn't like he was diving in, has just floating there. They headed went straight for Admiral's office, not knowing what to do.

Percy tried to get out of the grip of the two sailors who had a hold of him by his shoulders keeping him glued in his seat. He knew he had messed up, now he really wished to have Annabeth's intelligence. He had really gotten himself into a jam, and he was thinking he was facing jail time, Percy forgetting he had the appearance of a 6 year old kid. He was reminded of this fact when one of the men said "How old do you think he is?"

"7, tops." Replied another sailor,

Percy suddenly felt a great weight off his shoulders. He knew he wasn't going to get into that much trouble for this.

"He is offly quiet for a seven year older?" Replied the first sailor. "What's your name?"

Percy stayed silent realizing that he had to come up with a new name, he looked out to see avoiding the question watching a ship sailing away from the city. The sailor thinking that Percy didn't hear him, repeated the question. Percy continued his watch of the ship. The sailor thinking maybe Percy was lost in his thoughts tapped him on the shoulder which was still gripped by a strong pair of sailors. With this Percy turned his eyes looked straight into the questioning sailors eyes, and caused a rogue wave to appear the man piloting the boat swerved to avoid the sudden large wave. And ended up drenching the sailor who was asking the questions.

The rest of the trip to office was rather quiet not a peep out of anyone. When they reached the office they entered a room with a secretary and only the one who was asking all the questions, which noted was still wet, and the two strong sailors. They drenched sailor was waved into a room by the secretary who said "Ensign Jones right this way."

Percy was left waiting in a common area with the other two as the men in the room were having quite a loud conservation that went on for a while. Percy was starting to get annoyed by the presence over his shoulders. Finally the door opened and out walked that and a man in a white uniform. Who walked over to Percy, and knelt so that he was on the same level. "Why don't we have a talk in my office, alone?" Said the man sounding very calming, for all but the last word which was aimed at the two men behind Percy.

Percy nodded in response, he got up and followed the man into the office. Once inside Percy was taken aback by the History all around the room, on one side of the room there was a model of a Roman Trireme, complete with a corvus, underneath a glass case. Then there was a beautiful painting of a ship under fire from far off ships that was mounted on the wall behind the case. Percy walked swiftly to read the description of the painting. At this point the admiral had closed and locked the door to insure they were not interrupted. He turned around and walked behind Percy and said, "Ah yes, I see you found the painting of the Battle Off Samar, a battle which people say was the US Navy's finest moment, but I must say catching you, a demigod, is a pretty fine moment too." The second Percy heard that his blood froze and his heart exploded in his chest.

AN This had been sitting on my desktop for a few months, I decided to finally finish it, and for those that care I almost have another chapter ready for Halo and Harry Potter. The next chapter for this might be a while, but it will be longer. Kate