Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Haholy shit dudes! I'm so happy i didn't expect to get such follows and favs! Also shout out to that boy Imhellaugly I love ya you beautiful boy/girl for being my forst review!

Also Id like to point out that I'll be putting a lot of other mythologies in this story. I mean Percy will be a beacon of supernatural, also how else will he be abke to trace aome kick ass weapons!

Also me no ownie PJO or FSN on with story!

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Click.

Click Click.

Cli- "Mr. Jackson! Would you please refrain from clicking your pen!"

"Why Ms. Dodds whatever do you mean?" a you boy answers an old, whithered teacher.

The boy in question is Perseus "Percy" Jackson, 12 year old student of Yancy Academy.

"Mr. Jackson, after class please join me after class I would like to have a talk about that attitude." Percy just groaned, the third time this month having been called out for this by a teacher.

"Aye Aye Ms. Dodds, your wish is my command." he mocks with a fake salute.

"Whats that, you'd also like to clap out the erasers? That's very deary."

Snickers sounded out through the classroom, his classmates obviously enjoying the show that is happening. Percy just rolled his amber eyes, just not in the mood for the argument happening due to sleep deprivation. Percy kept having an unnerving dream, one involving a hill of blades and fire.

The dream always started with fog, hammers beating on metal echoing in the distance. Louder and louder, until finally everything stills and the fog clears. He gets a chance to see a shining hill, a hill of blades of all kinds, until fire and blackness. Percy could never sleep after that always trying to figure out what it meant.

One of the funnier parts of the dream, is that he'd see his pen in the dream. The orange and rusty red pen sitting at the top of the hill, seeming to look like it's been there the longest.

But dreams are only dreams right, what could a dream possibly have to do with reality. Percy didn't really mind though, he loved day dreaming to the point it was like sleeping sometimes.

After the bell finally rang Percy just sat in his desk waiting until...

Rrrrreeeeeeaaaaeeae

A loud, echoing, screaching noise cane from the chalk board. The source of the noise was Ms. Dodds, nails seeming sharper and skin more leathery.

"Thought you could hide hmm?" she started, twitching every so often. "Thought you could fake and change, think you can take what isn't yours!" she howls out, slamming a hang into a desk, splintering it to toothpicks.

Percy bolts up, staring wide eyed at his teacher. "Umm sorry? But I didn't take anything, I swear!" he back to a corner, away from his leathering teacher.

"Do not lie deary, lying gets you punished!" she screaches, splintering another desk. "Now tell me how! How do you smell of that weapon! My weapon! The king's weapon!" she screaches more skin melting and turning ash grey and sprouting wings. Her hair fades to nothing, and her mouth widens to accomidate for needle sharp teeth.

Percy jumps, practically becoming part of the wall until he hears a voice.

[U..E M..!]

"Wha-!" Percy thinks to himself, wondering where the powerful voice came from.

[USE ME!]

He jumps a little, feeling his pen grow hot. Pery reaches in his pocket, oulking out the only gift from his father.

"How the FUCK is my pen gonna save me!" Percy screams in his head, diving as Ms. Dodds dives for him.

[USE ME! CALL MY NAME! YOU KNOW IT MY NAME IS...!]

"FOTIĀ!" Percy screams, hoping he doesn't get cut to ribbons as Ms. Dodds lunges at him. Raising his pen towards her as he does, he feels his trusty pen shift, growing and changing.

Percy snaps his eyes open as he hears a shrill, screaching cry from Ms. Dodds. Upon opening his eyes he sees her impaled on a leaf shaped greek looking sword.

cough* "Beware thief," *cough* "your days are n numbered!" she grins, crepily might I add, blood dripping down her chin as she dissolves into gold dust, keaving a shocked and scared Percy.

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Yay! I did chappie 2! i hope you guys enjoyed it I really doo, grammar might still be bad but i still hope you enjoyed. Also i still do need a beta if anyone would like to. Really tired it almoooost midnight, you lucky myehlings, lucky o love you!

Anyways night love ya,

Myeh out!