Percy Jackson and the Adopted Older Brother

A.N. Hello my good peoples of ! I have decided that I will post on week days (Monday through Friday) and take a break on weekends to get some R&R. I do plan on going all the way through Blood of Olympus and possibly including a Kane Chronicle X-over and/or an Iron Druid Chronicles X-over (By Kevin Hearne, look it up it's really good)

LAST TIME:

I noticed Percy waking up and stopped reading. He drank the nectar and his face instantly became content and happy. I knew what it would taste like for him.

Blue chocolate chip cookies

His mother's blue chocolate chip cookies

ON WITH THE STORY!

Just then Grover walked up and I saw a flicker of hope on Percy's face. Hope that it was all just a nightmare or a hallucination and Mom was still alive.

"I owe you my life" Grover said "the least I could do was return and retrieve it for you".

Grover placed a shoebox on Percy's lap and Percy opened it. Percy's face immediately fell. He had just realized that it wasn't all a nightmare and it was all real, very, horrifyingly, real. He looked over to me. "Mom…" he said "is she really…"

I developed a sudden obsession with my shoes

"I shouldn't have been so oblivious…" I began. "No. It was my fault, I'm the worst satyr in the world" said Grover as he interrupted me. "How do you feel?" "Like I could throw Nancy Bobofit a hundred yards." Good", I said "any more nectar and you'll burn up. Let's go see Chiron and Mr. D"

I just stood on the sidelines as Chiron and Mr. D explained everything to Percy and read more of my grimoire. When Chiron was done and out of his wheelchair I put the book away and followed them around, providing commentary as we went.

When we got to the Poseidon cabin Percy seemed strangely attracted to it and seemed to have the urge to look inside. By this point I was fairly certain of who Percy's father was. When we got to Cabin Nine I invited Percy inside for a quick tour. Many of my half-siblings were inside and were eager to meet Percy. They did not expect him to be awesome or cool right away like everyone else seemed to. I did enjoy talking about his shining moments AND his blunders, after all.

When we came across Annabeth she seemed to resent Percy, or at least be very indifferent towards him. After he met Cabin Eleven (the worst part was that I recognized some people from when I was there on the unclaimed side) Annabeth broke the news to him. We were all Demi-Gods.

"I'm special, though, because I can't really fall under the classification of Half-Blood" I said. Annabeth looked shocked, "Wha… why?" "Because I'm descended from an ancient son of Hestia and in more recent generations from, in order of oldest to most recent, Poseidon, Hermes, Ares, and Athena while being a son of Hephaestus." I proclaimed. "I only discovered this last night, from my mother's, now my, grimoire." Annabeth got her "we have to discuss this later look on her face.

After I had declared that Clarisse came up and wanted to do her "initiation" ceremony. I did not interfere because Percy needed to keep his backbone and deal with his own problems. What I hadn't expected him to do was cause the plumbing to explode. After that happed I had absolutely no doubt in my mind. Percy was a son of Poseidon

After that I walked off because I was really tired and wanted to take a nap.

The Next Day:

Since I was still exempt from having to follow my schedule I followed Percy around. We were on our way to the arena and I was thinking about how the only thing that Percy had really excelled at so far was canoeing and it made sense. When we began Percy was obviously not suited to any of the swords there. While he and Luke were taking a break from fighting he splashed water on himself and he seemed to suddenly get much better at the craft. That burst of "luck" was gone when they concluded but it had only validated my ideas even more.

Later that week-Capture the flag:

As I was doing border patrol for capture the flag I really tried to stay away from Percy because I did not want to have to hurt him. I was on patrol when I heard the cry of a Drakon, a sound that I hadn't heard since I was five years old.

I immediately ran in the direction of the Drakon's screech. When I got there I found that there was no one near enough to have heard it scream. When I engaged it I was in a state of deathly calm. We battled back and forth and it became apparent that neither of us was really going to get the upper hand anytime soon. I pulled out a phial of green billowy "liquid" (A.N. we all know what this is), goaded the beast into roaring, and threw the phial down its gullet and watched it be torn apart from the inside. I heard cheering and realized that the game was over so I made my way over to the area where the cheering was coming from. It was then that I saw Percy being healed by the water. I heard a howl and saw a hellhound leaping towards Percy and did the only thing that I could: I threw a fireball at it. When I looked back at Percy I dropped to my knees.

Percy looked up over his head and saw the trident. "It is determined" Chiron said. "My father?" Percy asked, completely bewildered.

"Poseidon," I said. "Earthshaker, Stormbringer, Father of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God."

A.N. Hello and thank you all for reading my story, I really don't have much to say this chapter, so bye!