So! How'd you like that last chapter! Like it! Hate it! Didn't read! I know you guys probably didn't like having Percy dead but don't worry, he's up and at 'em because that was an path that could've happened. You'll see in this chapter.

ACT II

The Lighting Failure

6 Years Ago

An isolated cabin

Montauk, New York

Frank's POV:

"Can someone explain to me what just happened" Percy asked.

"If Alecto had been any smarter the day you went to the museum, you would have died" Annabeth sniffed.

"But he didn't die" Chaos interjected "once again, I'm going to say that this is an illusion, only an image of what could've happened. Not all of these images will result in death or sadness. Percy and his friends will experience luck from time to time. But, the illusions I show you are not the only possibilities that could've happened. There are thousands of paths that will result from a single action and thousands before that single action."

"So your saying that Percy could've died, but didn't die." Leo put out.

"Precisely" Chaos said.

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"I get it now" Percy stated "What happened there could've happened in reality but didn't. It was only a possibility."

"Yeah" Chaos repeated a bit impatiently"Now that that's cleared up, lets move on, shall we?"

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"I wonder what will happen next" I mumbled as we were whisked away by Chaos' wind.

"Probably something about Percy" Hazel said cheekily.

"Yeah, your right" I said with a sigh.

"What's wrong" Hazel questioned.

"Nothing" I mumbled.

"What is it" she pestered.

"Its just that I don't know what will happen when it finally shows what will happen at Camp Jupiter."

"It'll be fine. What could possibly go wrong"

I kind of wished that she didn't say that because when anyone said that, something wrong happened.

"Here we are." Chaos boomed

That startled me out of my train of thoughts.

We were in front of a old looking apartment in downtown Manhattan.

"This is our old apartment" Percy stated dumbly.

"Correct" Chaos replied.

"That means nothing bad happened at the museum." Percy stated with a hint of happiness.

"Correct again. You killed a fury just as planned and the mist obscured that. Nothing changed."

"Nothing changed" Percy repeated.

"Yes"

"Yes!" Percy did a little victory dance "I was prepared to die at the museum like that other time. I thought you would keep showing me images of me dying!"

"Percy, don't think like that." Annabeth chided.

"Well not every image is going to be so pessimistic" Chaos muttered a bit miffed. "Or at least I think. Well, there's only one way to find out! Next image please!"

As the image resumed, we saw a young looking woman that slightly resembled Percy walk into the building.

"Hi Mrs. Jackson!" Nico, Grover, and Thalia piped.

All of a sudden, we were jerked forward.

"Ewwww" Rachael cried "who lives here?"

In front of me was the biggest mess I've ever seen. On the floor sat beer bottles and cans along with cigarette butts strewn across the floor at least 3 feet deep. On the lampshades hung dirty underwear and every time something moved, you could hear clinking and crinkling. In addition to that, you could hear ESPN blaring from the TV.

"My stepfather" Percy responded grimly.

"Mr. Blofis lived like this?" Rachael questioned unbelieving.

'My other stepfather" Percy replied.

"As if that helps." Rachael grumbled.

'Percy had a stepfather' I wondered. I was startled out of my thoughts at the sound of a door creaking open pushing through the layer of trash pardoning an exhausted looking Mrs. Jackson through the doorway. She trudged through the layer of garbage undeterred by the smell only to be stopped by Percy's stepfather's rough drunk voice.

"Sally, make me some bean dip woman!" Several people gasped at the statement.

"Yes dear, coming right up dear." Disbelief was etched clearly in everyone's (except Percy) facial expression.

"She actually puts up with this bag of shit!?" Rachael basically screamed.

"Geez Rachael, calm down. This is just the past. But the past made me wonder if there was more to Percy's stepfather than a drunk gambling addict.

Annabeth's POV:

Percy never brought the subject of his stepfather up. To be fair, I never asked. I only really knew Mrs. Jackson and a little bit of Mr. Blofis. But to see that one of Percy's stepfathers lived like this made me wonder what Seaweed Brain's life was like under the demigod life. I looked at Seaweed Brain and saw he was stoic. I pitied him. Having to reminisce on past memories.

"Percy!" a woman's voice sounded out. I visibly saw Percy flinch.

Mrs. Jackson looked happy and young again. She swept percy into her open arms.

"Oh Percy, you've grown since Christmas!"

"Momma's boy" Thalia said rolling her eyes. Percy said nothing.

Mrs. Jackson carried a bag of entirely blue candy and as she handed it to percy, she bombarded him with questions. Was he doing okay? Did anything bad happen to him?

Suddenly, she was interrupted by Gabe's drunken shout.

"Get me some bean dip woman!"

Next to me, I could feel Percy's hand clench. I gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"In a sec dear!" Mrs. Jackson replied.

After more questions about percy, Mrs. Jackson proposed that they go to Montauk for three nights. percy's eyes lit up but carried an expression of doubt.

"Really?" he questioned.

"Of course. Right after I get changed."

Once again, they were interrupted by Gabe's shout of 'get me bean dip woman'.

"Coming right up dear, we were just talking about the trip."

"You actually meant that." Gabe stated dumbly. He scratched his head as if he was trying to contemplate what she just said. "Your paying for this from your clothes budget right?"

"Of course honey. In fact, you'll get a seven layer bean dip instead."

Gabe's eyes got wide.

"If you hurry up with the bean dip and make the kid apologize for interrupting my poker game than I'll let you go." Gabe pondered for a bit. "Oh yeah. The car only goes there and back. Nowhere else."

Mrs. Jackson made a gesture to percy.

"Fine" he stated. percy knelt before Gabe, and with words laced heavily with sarcasm, he proposed "Your highness, I am truly sorry for interrupting your extremely important poker game."

Gabe softened a bit, tricked by percy's sarcasm.

"Alright twerp. You can go."

Mrs. Jackson thanked him multiple times and went to make the bean dip. An hour later, they were set to go.

"Not a scratch on the car retard. Got it?"

A sigh arose from the group watching. They were kind of used to it by now.

As Gabe turned around, a seemingly invisible force forced Gabe flying into the apartment unceremoniously as percy made the Ancient Greek voodoo gesture.

My jaw dropped. That didn't even seem possible. Apparently, I wasn't the only person that thought that.

"C'mon." Mrs Jackson said a bit hurriedly and they rolled out of their apartment out of Eastern New York.

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A car pulled up next to a weathered old cabin at the side of the beach and out walked percy and his mother Sally Jackson. The two figures walked into the cabin and started a cleaning routine. Finally, percy and his mom walked onto the beach and had a campfire.

"So Percy, how was your school year?" Mrs. Jackson asked.

percy stiffened. He clearly didn't want his mom to know about the Fury attack. "Fine,' he replied stiffly. "school was fine."

"Honey, I don't want you to feel bad that you got expelled." Mrs. Jackson's voice was laced with reasoning and love.

"I'm not mad that i got expelled!" percy exclaimed. "I'm just stressed. Yeah I'm just stressed." percy repeated it as if he was trying to convince himself.

Sally Jackson eyes basically screamed that she didn't believe him. "I'm just worried okay? With your dad ju-". She stopped abruptly.

"What? What about my dad?" percy demanded.

"Nothing. It's just-, its late. You should probably go to sleep. Its getting late."

"But-"

"No buts, just go to sleep." percy grudgingly agreed and trudged towards the cabin. Sally sighed sadly and looked back nostalgically at the flames. After a few minutes, Sally left the fire burning and walked back into the cabin.

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Thalia's POV

*boom* *shhhhh* *boom* *shhhhh* . The sound of the waves crashing into the sand shattered percy's dream and startled him awake. Hurricanes already? I thought. But then I realized this had to be the work of Poseidon. He was mad.

percy's mom burst into his room and said the word they all dreaded. "Hurricanes." She dragged percy in his pajamas out the door only to be greeted by grover the goat.

"Perseus Jackson!" grover yelled, "what in the name of Zeus were you thinking?"

"Percy," percy's mom whipped around to face her son. "Explain."

percy seemed at a loss for words. "B-B-but... OMG Grover your legs!"

"PERCY!" sally reprimanded his son.

"Later Percy, Sally drive." He said tersely. "You know where."

They all hurriedly piled into Gabe's 1978 Camaro and quickly sped away from the cabin.

"Percy, spill." mrs. jackson said.

He quickly filled her in on the details. "So at Yancy, Mrs. Dodds turned into a jacked up looking batman and attacked me. Then Mr. Brunner turned into a horse and tossed me a pen which turned into a sword that I used to turn her to dust. Then goat boy-"

"It's satyr Percy, satyr."

"Then satyr over here and Mr. Brunner started to talk about 'too early, and not possible' or whatever. So after that incident, Grover started to act up and then the end of the year rolled around. So Grover and I took a greyhound home, which eventually broke down. While we were waiting for it to start back up, I saw this trio of old women knitting a gigantic sock which they then cut an-"

"PERSEUS JACKSON!" sally shrieked, "YOU NEVER TOLD ME THIS!"

At my side, I could see Annabeth shaking the living daylights out of Percy, yelling the exact same thing as Mrs. Jackson as if they were reading the same script. And as if the fates had decreed this, both said at the exact same time, "What, I didn't think it was important," in a meek manner. While Percy kissed Annabeth to calm her down, percy had no such luxury.

sally turned nervous all of a sudden and grover did nothing to help when he shouted, "Sally, please hurry." and pointed at the weird shadow that had just bellowed.

The car swerved left past the Camp Half-Blood sign we all knew too well. percy managed to catch a better glimpse at the dark shadow that was lost in the rain.

"Come on, come on, come on." sally muttered.

percy had a billion different emotions written on his face, most of which were confusion. "Mom. Where are we going?"

percy's mom only gave a grunt as she raced to reach the now visible pine tree. My pine tree I realized. But with a roar, the Minotaur materialized behind them and chucked the car like it had just stole its favorite toy sword. The car rolled and stumbled to a smoking stop at the foot of Half-Blood hill. The car started to smoke, which is never a good sign.

Inside the car was worse. Everyone sported multiple cuts and bruises, but luckily, no major injuries were shown. They all hurried to get out of the car and ran for the pine.

"Quick grover, get camp reinforcements," sally ordered.

Grover sprinted as fast as his furry little farm legs could carry him towards Camp Half-Blood.

"Percy, we have to run," Mrs. Jackson shouted but was interrupted by a large furry face sniffing way into their personal space. It roared and grabbed the nearest thing it could find, which was percy's mom. It grabbed her by the neck, choking her.

percy did the only logical thing. He charged the Minotaur. The freaking Minotaur. Maybe in percy world that made sense, but here on earth, that was either incredibly stupid, or incredibly brave. Your pick.

Back to the story, he sprinted behind the Minotaur and climbed it's shaggy back. Then he tried to snap off the now bucking bull's horn. The Minotaur managed to shake percy off, but with the cost of a horn. Things only got worse. After percy's fall, something snapped and the Minotaur went ballistic. The good news was that the Minotaur let go of percy's mom and was now heavily unbalanced because of the loss of his horn. The bad news was the fact that percy now had a broken arm and Mrs. Jackson was unconscious. The Minotaur charged the fallen hero in an act of revenge. percy tried to roll into attacking position with the horn as a weapon but only managed to graze its hide. The Minotaur grabbed him by his neck and started choking him. By now, camp reinforcements had arrived only to witness percy's neck being snapped accompanied by an agonizing scream.

Sorry for the wait, but if your a writer like me, you know that Fan fiction isn't your highest priority. But nonetheless, I will try to the best of my ability to bring you the next chapter to this story. Comments on this story is greatly appreciated, but please, no fire.