The Uprising

Thanx 4 the reviews. Sorry bout not postin but had bit of trouble at home an started yr 9 so bit of hard work. Buh heres another chapter for the fans dat dont go away an keep postin!

Rockin all under the world!

"I hate those things."

I was in shock. I still hadn't registered the appearance of an apparantly greivously injured kid just lopping of a dracanae's head at the speed of a hawk. I was staring at him as if he'd been stabbed with a knife and just got up whistling 'Delillah'.

Which he had. Minus the whistling.

"How...?"I stuttered,"What...?" I was always one for words. I just had so many questions and thoughts circling in my head I was getting a headache. In the end I settled with,"Who are you?"

The guy walked up to me swinging his axe, his eyes searching mine intently. He got to two inches away from my face and I was not very happy to see he was exactly my height.

"Perseus Jackson," he said ignoring my question," I expected better from someone of your caliber. You should know by now that dracanae are clever, witty and strong buggers with a killers instinct. Finish them straight away and never ask questions."

Now I was peed of even more. Who was this kid to tell me what to do?

" Who are you to question me on how to kill when you were taking a nap on the dustbin bags!"I stated angrily.

He looked at me with those dark eyes and I felt myself look into them and see dark, cold gates opening to reveal all of the souls of the world being punished and tortured. I saw war and death and I saw a throne of Human bones...

"Do not test me Perseus,"He said withdrawing his gaze from mine," I came as a friend and ally. Not an enemy."

"What is your name?" I said calmly although I felt scared at what I had just discovered,"Son of Hades."

He looked round again but this time his gaze stayed normal with a hint of warmth in it. "My name is Danny. Danny Dane. And as you know how to recognise my father, I assume that you are Percy Jackson?" He stopped using my full name at least.

"The one and only." I replied. "So are you going to tell me how you passed out with a knife in your back and then walk off like nothing happened. Actually why don't you tell me everything seen as we're new to each other." God I felt like a scout leader.

"Whatever,"he said," but its gonna take some time!"

And so he told me. He was born in Los Angeles to a lap dancer who had died giving birth to him. Hades had taken him down to the underworld and raised him. As he got older his visits had got less because of the business of managing the underworld of the modern day. Then they were even less when the case of Kronos came. When his father had come to visit last month he said that all the monsters in the underworld were waiting to kill him now his scent was so strong as he was older. He had told Danny to find either Thalia, me or Annabeth to take him to camp. He had been given three gifts before he had left. His backpack, the war axe which was called Helgrind ( Which he translated from the ancient third age language as 'The Gates of Death'. It had magic built into it to make the holder lighter and faster while holding an axe the weight of a spatula.), and a T shirt of his favourite band 'Iron Maiden', which turned out to be the finest underworld armor just morphed a bit. At least that explained him not dying!

"So four of the dracanae were on my tail all the way from the other side of Manhatton. And I killed three of them and then that one stabbed me. I was already knackered so I just stumbled round the corner and there you were. The rest you know." he finished.

I went into deep thought. His Dad, Hades of all people, had cared for him since he was a baby. I had mixed emotions about that, but the main one was...Jealousy? Would Poseidon have done that for me?

"Come," Said Danny startling me out of thought," My father never told me what god your father was. Why don't you tell me?"

I sighed. "My father is Poseidon, Lord of the Sea."

And boy that was a Bombshell. He stared at me and gulped. " I never thought... not one so powerful...more than me...Poseidon..." He was completely dumbstruck!

"I'm sorry if thats not what you were expecting, O powerful one!" I snapped.

And then guess what? He laughed right in my face!

"Whats so funny?!" I shouted at him.

"Nothing...," he wheezed, clutching his stomach,"...Seaweed Brain!" And he rolled into a new wave of laughter. And you know what? I laughed with him, even though I didn't find it funny!

A loud yap pierced the air. I instantly straightened up and looked around. We were definately alone. Another yap and a whine this time. And it seemed to be coming from Danny's backpack.

"He probably wants some food." managed Danny still giggling a little. He unzipped his bag.

Out jumped the most tiny Hell Hound I had ever seen. Mind you, it was still up to my knee.

"Meet Lex, my pet Hell Hound," said Danny. Lex licked my hand.

"Ooooo...kkkkk."

Now this was a new one!