What surprised me even more then breathing underwater (which is saying a lot), was that the shark didn't want to eat me! It wanted me to follow him. So far I was thinking; am I hallucinating? Dreaming? Am I doing ANYTHING or am I really insane? Is this actually true? I still didn't know what in the world was going on, but I forced myself of thinking about the consequences. Think man, think! If I don't follow the shark I would be thinking about this for my whole life! And you know that won't be good. So I decided, and grabbed on to his fin, and I was soon gliding through the water as fast as ever.

We went deeper and deeper into the water until I couldn't see a thing. I thought about that movie that I saw at the restaurant on the day where I lost my memory; how the human went scuba diving and he couldn't go too deep because of the pressure of the water squishing him. I was wondering why that wasn't happening to me, but then again a human couldn't breathe or stay dry underwater (as far as I knew) so I decided to drop that thought.

After a while I caught a glimpse of light in front of us. We swam closer and closer to the light until I realized it was a small….house? I couldn't tell really what it was because of all the movement around it.

A second later a really big dolphin swam really close to me. So close that it hit me (and if you don't believe me I have a huge bruise on arm to prove it!) When it swam away I saw that the dolphin had the body of a man from the waist up; a merman.

The shark circled around the house to tell me to hop off. So I let go of the sharks fin and swam to the entrance.

Before I went in I closed my eyes and thought about everything that had happened to me today; the magical powers that I had underwater and the shark that swam towards me and acted like it was a living taxi, then the merman swimming past me. And then I thought about the house. I mean of course I was startled to see a house underwater, but who would send a shark to bring me here? Who would be that powerful to have a mythical creature swimming close to the house? I mean even though all this was sounding very familiar (as everything weird I came across these days), I was still quite curious on who this person was. Even though I felt like I was about to faint for being so scared and startled.

I shoved the seaweed out of my way and walked into the house.

"Wow!" I breathed. This place was amazing!

The house was panelled with abalone shell. Beautiful glowing pearls the size of basketballs floated everywhere around the ceiling providing light.

I could see furniture pinned down on the floor so it wouldn't lift off the ground.

I walked through the house until I caught an eye at a young…thing. It totally looked like a merman except for the fact that he had two fish tails not one and his skin was completely green.

He turned around and stared at me which made me really uncomfortable. He gave me a look of disgust and said boringly "Oh, it's you"

Oh it's you? I didn't even recognized him and he says "oh it's you" like I am a pile of rubbish just delivered for him as a punishment.

Trying to control my temper I replied "I'm sorry. But do I know you?" I already hated this guy, and judging from his face expression he hated me too. "You…don't….recognize me?" he said gridding his teeth.

"Sorry, but maybe if you were someone important then maybe I would recognize you" which just did the trick; he was angry.

His green hands soon turned into fists which made me guess he was ready for a fight. I reached into my pocket and felt no sword. "What the…"

"I'm sorry son but I couldn't just let you kill your own brother. Well, half-brother."

I turned around and a man (maybe in his thirties), was standing with a trident in his hand. He had short black hair and tanned skin. His sea-green eyes lifted as he gave me a smile. He was wearing Bermuda shorts together with a really colourful shirt and black sandals.

He put his hand on my shoulder and said "nice to see you again my dear Perseus." Then he put his hand out in a fist and opened it. And right there was my pen. "I believe this is yours?"

"H-h-how did you get that?" I stammered.

"From your pocket." He said matter of factly. "I couldn't just let you kill your half-brother could I? Plus, I have seen my sons fight each other before. It's not a pleasant sight."

"W-w-what"

"Are you alright, my son?" he looked at me with worrying eyes. "You seem….."

"Ok hold it." I interrupted. Sorry but I really couldn't take it anymore. "Who are you? Why are you saying that this guy is my brother?" I pointed to the green guy.

"Half-brother" he corrected.

"Whatever" I replied furiously.

"Percy, here sit down…, are you alright?"

"NO" I shouted. "No, I am not freaking alright. I don't know you, and you act like you are my father, which I don't believe because if you were my father I would most likely remember you."

"Em… have you lost your memory?"

"No freakin DUH" I shouted back frustrated with this whole thing. The green dude came close to me and slapped me on the face. "OW!" I said.

"TRITON"

"Sorry father. I thought that would help him remember. You know, wake him up a bit." The green dude said sarcastically.

"Well, that sure woke me up" I muttered and slapped him back.

"STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU. STOP IT RIGHT NOW" he ordered.

The guy sighted while the green dude-triton gave me a little smile clearly proud of himself.

"Percy" he gave me a mirror for me to look at. "Look at yourself, now look at me. You are my son."

Ok. I admit he did look like me. But hey, I never saw myself in the past two months so how was I supposed to see the resemblance between us two. And I've got to admit I was pretty hot. Ok, focus you're not here to mumble about your appearances.

"Who are you, I mean really?" I said curiously.

"I am your father. Also known as Poseidon, god of the seas, earth shaker, creator of horses. I am brother of Zeus, leader of Olympus."

"whoa, wait a minute, you're saying that you are a-a-a-a- god?"

"Yes" he said calmly. I was the son of a god. Get out.

"So, if you are a god then who am I?"

"You are my son"

"I got that part"

"You are a hero"

"What?"

"You are a hero" he repeated.

"In what century am I in?"

"21st I believe"

"Ok….."

"Your name is Perseus Jackson, you are known as Percy by mortals though. Your mother is called Sally Jackson and you are a New-Yorker."

"Wait. My mum?" I asked.

"Yes, Sally Jackson; an extraordinary and beautiful woman" Triton cleared his throat. "I mean a good woman" Poseidon corrected.

"Better" Triton murmured.

"Triton dear, could you excuse Percy and me for a moment?"

"Whatever you say father" he swam off and out of the house. Thank god.

"Oh. I just couldn't stand acting all normal." He hugged me tight and pulled away gently with a warm smile on his face. "I am so glad you are ok. I cannot believe you are here. I mean, where have you been? We have been worried sick!"

"What do you mean?" I asked impatiently.

"Percy, you were gone for like…..a year!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Percy, what happened?" I settled down a little and started to tell him about how I woke up months ago in a restaurant having no idea who I was or where I was. I told him how I survived, made myself food and tried to remember about my past but nothing, nada.

"This is strange, I mean Jason and Annabeth told me that…"

"WAIT! You know Annabeth; the girl?" I interrupted. Sorry, but anything about that girl made me twitchy. And trust me, if you saw her you would forget about even twitching. If you saw her you would even jump in a pool twenty metres high because of her beauty. I'm telling you that girl was a dream, and if I knew her, I must be a pretty awesome guy.

"You know Annabeth too Percy. You do everything together and so far…I'm not quite sure Athena approves that." He barely whispered in my ear.

"Wait, ok. Start from the top. I want to know EVERYTHING about me right here and right now." Maybe it wasn't a good idea to order a god even if he was my father but hey, cut me some slack, if I wasn't so damn brave my head would be already to Mars by now from all the info. Anyway, I sat down next to him and waited for him to begin my story.

He told me absolutely everything about me. How I was friends with a Satyr named Grover; who liked to eat my apples and tin canes. Then about Annabeth, how we did everything together "YES" I whispered to myself. Unfortunately my father heard. "What?" he asked clearly puzzled. "Nothing" I said quickly. "Continue". He told me how I defeated Kronos with my friends (which took me a lot of nerve to believe) and how we stopped the world from ending and taking out Olympus. Then he talked about my mum and about my past.

He started talking about this camp…..camp half-blood I think it was called. My father described it and I froze, remembering about that dream. So that's what that place was. But why show it to me?

"father, I had a dream the other night about Annabeth. She was talking to this man, I couldn't see properly who the man was but…they were talking about this guy being lost and I think they thought he was dead and she started crying, I mean, who is this guy?"

He tensed and took a deep breath. "Percy" he stopped. "It's hard to understand, and I don't think that you will like it but….. They were talking about you."