Disclaimer: I own nothing, all character rights and main plot belong to Rick Riordan and publishers.

A/n: This is my first story and therefore may have imperfections. I'll do my best to prevent that but I am only human and will miss things. My hope for this story is a long run with a chapter every 2-3 weeks, but that also depends on life, as I do have a job and school. Hope you all enjoy it.

Chapter 1: The day the truth came out

12 years ago…

"... I know it won't be easy Sally, and neither will it be an easy life for him, but I promise to watch over him." the man said. He pulled out a bracelet, sliding it on the baby's wrist. "It will grow with him, and hide his scent from monsters until he is ready. I wish I could do more but already I am testing the limits of the ancient laws." The man said

"Thank you, hopefully one day he will understand, and forgive me for not being honest with him about you." Sally said, before hugging the man and watching him disappear into the sea. She picked up her son before heading back to her car. She would never get over the beauty of his eyes, and how she knew one day he would look just like his father.

3 years ago…

He still couldn't believe what he was seeing. Looking over his hand, the cut from falling was gone. He knew it was there before he got into the shower just a few minutes ago, but now there was nothing! No scratch, no redness, no scab. It was perfectly unblemished skin. This had to be something with taking a shower. After all, he always felt energized in the shower, or more importantly, in water. Stepping out, and feeling some of the extra energy leave him, he got dressed and walked to the living room, grabbing his backpack on his way.

"Mom, there is something wrong. The cut on my hand is gone, and it was there before I got in the shower. It's just like the energy I feel in water, but I don't understand why it happens." Percy spoke to his mother, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"It's… I'm not supposed to tell you yet, you are still too young." Sally said, handing him his lunch. "We'll talk about this later, you're going to be late for school.". I nodded, saying goodbye before walking to school, which would be just another day of struggling to read the board, thanks to my dyslexia, which always made it hard to get good grades. Try as I might, but I could only ever get C's in class, with the occasional fluke B. It isn't that I'm not unintelligent, it was just that I have a hard time reading.

This had always been a problem for me, along with changing schools every year thanks to some odd incident that wasn't my fault, like the school bus being shot by a cannon I was standing near. I hadn't touched it of course, but they still kicked me out, not listening to me tell them I hadn't done it, though I had been fortunate his mother hadn't had to buy the school a new today was a rather easy day, and he was even able to read some of his english texts they were going over.

Heading home from school, I was thinking about this morning. Mom had been concerned. It wasn't the first time either, as any time I mentioned the bizarre instances, she always had a look on her face. A few years back, I had seen a large man with one eye, and when I told her she freaked out, keeping a closer eye on me for days after. And when I first asked her why I had extra energy after showers or when we went swimming, she appeared anxious, always coming up with an excuse as to why it was, but this was different, it was like magic!

Evening...

After dinner, mom and I sat down. I could tell she wasn't excited about having this talk, as she probably realized I wouldn't buy some excuse. I wanted to know why things like this kept happening, how the cut was healed…why I was different.

"Percy, I shouldn't be telling you about this, about how you were healed this morning. It's not safe, it could bring danger to you. Are you sure you won't let this go?" She said, I couldn't let it go though. "No mom, please, tell me what's going on, what's wrong with me."

"Well it's a lot to explain, and it starts with your father." She said, rubbing her face.

This got my attention. After all, I didn't know much about him. She always told me that I had his dark hair, and sea green eyes, but other than that, all I knew about him was that he was lost at sea not long after I was born. He had also given me the bracelet I have always worn, though now thinking about that, how is it that it always fits me, despite growing up so much?

"It started 10 years ago, I met him out at Montauk Beach, just down from that cabin we always stay at. He was kind, good looking, and I couldn't help but fall for him. It wasn't until I was pregnant that he told me his secret. In school, have you learned about Greek mythology?"

"Yea, like the gods, Zeus and Hera? Or the Odyssey? We talked about it but haven't read it yet." I said, I was confused, what did myths have to do with me.

"You see, despite what most believe, the gods are real. Your father told me about them, and that he was one of them. Of course, I didn't believe him at first, but then he made a ball of water appear in the air and turn into a little fish. Once I had calmed down, he told me this would affect you, that you would end up with a bit of his power, a Demigod. He also explained that as you got older, your powers would manifest, and with that you would be easier to find. Are you following so far?" She was watching me, but I wasn't paying attention. I was a demigod? But from what god? Obviously I could be from Poseidon, but he wasn't the only god with water abilities was he? Then something registered to me.

"What do you mean it would be easier for me to be found? Found by what? And what god?" My voice rose several pitches.

She sighed. "Monsters. He explained some of it, but I couldn't completely understand it. He said it was like an aura, a scent I think he called it, that monsters used to find demigods. The more powerful you are, or even knowing what you are, increases it. The bracelet he gave you, he said it would hide you, and absorb your scent to charge it. I'm not sure how well it works, but we haven't had many incidents, so I assume it works. As for who your father is… Poseidon, The God of the Seas, Earth shaker, Storms, and Horses."

I didn't know what to say. Of course some would probably freak out, start celebrating about being part god, but i was too shocked to do any of that. I was too busy gaping like a fish, while piecing every odd incident together, the one eyed man, a cyclops, the water healing and energizing me because of my heritage, the bracelet and how it was given to me to protect me. After recovering from the shock, she explained some of the things I might be able to do, along with a camp, called Camp Halfblood, where I would go if something bad happened, or when they came to bring me there. She also said I wasn't to tell anyone about this, no matter who they claimed to be, nor was I to tell anyone who my father was, as it could be dangerous for me. Little did either of us know how true that would come to be.

The next afternoon

"Percy, come here!" I heard my mother shout.

Mom had just got back, she said she had a few places to go and that we would talk when she got home. Of course, I was still recovering from discovering I am a demigod, so I'm hoping she isn't dropping more big news on me. Walking to the living room, I saw she had several bags sitting on the table, seeming to contain books, along with food and some other small things.

"It took me a bit to find what I was looking for, but I picked up some stuff you need to learn. Here are books that will help you learn about the Greek world, the gods, monsters, and some of the stories and their histories. Along with that, There are some books on exercise and meditation. I know I am asking a lot, but this is important for you, learning this could help save your life. As for the books on exercise and meditation, I believe that it will help you get a better grip on your powers, along with helping you learn to fight." She said. I could tell she was unhappy about the idea of me being in danger, and she could probably tell I wasn't looking forward to headaches from reading books, but in the end we both conceded and I agreed to start learning.

5 weeks later..

Over the next weeks I had spent countless hours attempting to do anything with water. It wasn't until just now that anything happened though.

"YES! I did it!" I hollered in celebration. I heard mom running into the kitchen behind me, and she stopped, seeing that I was holding a small, marble-sized drop of water in the air. Well, until I lost focus that was, thanks ADD. It was a small accomplishment, but I took it for what it was, progress. I had been having issues with the meditation, as sitting completely still was incredibly hard for me, but I had noticed an increase in my attention span, gaining me two homework assignments with B's on them. It even seemed that my dyslexia wasn't as bothersome either.

The other part of my days, spent reading Greek history and exercising, was going well too. I had got through the odyssey, and though I didn't understand some concepts from it, I learned quite a bit from it. The exercising had been going well too. Mom had joined me, as she had gotten a promotion and now was off work earlier. It helped having her around, as besides doing things like pushups and sit-ups all the time, we went running every day, and to a local gym on the weekends to do some weightlifting.

School was soon to let out, there only being three weeks left in the year. Surprisingly. I was hopeful to be allowed to return for another year, my grades were passing, if math was only 3 points away from a D, and there hadn't been any incidents. I was excited at the possibility of not moving schools again, after all being the new kid sucked. But then again, only two more years and then I would be in middle school.

I had asked mom some questions, mostly about my father. It turned out that the reason he wasn't around was due to the ancient laws. They were a set of rules that the gods had to follow, basically limiting their interaction with the mortal world, and set to help protect the world from them. Ironic isn't it, gods also having laws they have to obey? I had also asked more about the bracelet, it turned out that it was absorbing my scent to charge a weapon for me when I become old enough to use it. She also told me that despite it being magical, it would only last until I turn 12, maybe 13 at best, after which I would have no choice but to enter the divine world.