IX

Clary

Slash, duck, stab, repeat ran through Clary's mind as she remembered Jace's sword instructions while fighting a rouge gang of demons.

Her best friend Simon fought along aside her using his bare hands, and fangs to fight them off. Simon wasn't really much of a fighter, but when Clary saw this gang mugging some kids in an alley she had to put a stop to it, luckily Simon was with her to lend a hand with the strength, speed, and fangs he gained from being a vampire.

Fighting with Simon was definitely a new experience. He fought like an animal which is to say all over the place, and most of the time he was in her way. Brave, annoying Simon would always jump to her rescue and beat her adversary, even when she didn't need the help.

Clary started to get really ticked off so the next time he pushed her out of the way, she rammed into him, and knocked him down while she proceeded to kill the demon.

"Stay out of my way!" she yelled at Simon as he stared at her in shock from the ground. Eventually the vampire took the hint, and no longer interfered in her fights. Soon, however she would wish he still had her back…

Suddenly a bunch of demons came out of nowhere to help their comrades, and Clary found herself cornered. Simon came to her rescue but, was soon overpowered by the sheer number of demons that were there in the ally. Clary knew she was tired, and there was no way she could fight her way out of this one. She was about to give up hope when a pipe in the wall inexplicably burst and shot a stream of concentrated pressure in the face of one of the demons knocking him down. This was the distraction she needed as Clary jumped into battle with reinforced vigor.

Jace appeared at her side out of nowhere as he made waste of the demons with his bright seraph blade. Simon recovered quickly as well, and she noticed someone else fighting with them.

Percy… "What was he doing here?" she thought. Clary watched him as he fought with a sword of the likes she'd never seen before. It was longer, bronze, and had a fainter glow than that of the normal seraph blade.

She saw him get cornered and was about to help him when jets of water shot out of the wall and into the stomachs of his opponents shoving them to the opposite wall of the ally with the force of a fire hose. Clary watched in shock as Percy pointed his sword toward the main street a manhole cover on the sidewalk blew off with a geyser of sewage, and filthy water blew out. Percy swiped his sword to the direction of the demons and the water followed suit and knocked the demons to the wall again. The water continued to hold them in place until it finally subsided and splashed to the ground lifeless. Jace was the first to get out of his shock and made quick work of the now soaked, dazed, and half drowned demons.

When Jace was finished they all turned to stare at the son of Poseidon. He stood in the only dry spot in the alley, a perfect moisture less circle like the eye of a hurricane. He held his sword between his feet point in the ground, and gazed at them in turn daring them to say something. He had a power in his gaze she never noticed before, as if they hid a raging storm that could be unleashed at any moment.

Clary couldn't decide whether to feel disgusted, angry, amazed, or scared as she gazed upon the biggest mystery in her life.

Jace was the first to speak.

"Well I'm glad I never pissed you off." He remarked with a smirk. Percy laughed all hostility left his face.

"Last time I used the sewage to my disposal, I thought Annabeth was going to kill me. A word of advice never be on a date and end up soaking your girlfriend in the stuff even if when you're trying to save their life." He smiled covering his mouth in an attempt to smother his mirth.

"Okay what the hell was that? And who are you really?" Simon demanded his fangs out, his eye had a furious red tinge to them.

Percy noticed this, and his eyes widened in shock as he quickly looked at Jace to Simon a look of suspicion on his face. Jace quickly walked between them.

"You kind of gave yourself away you know." Jace muttered to Percy giving him a knowing gaze and gesturing to the mess all around them. Percy blinked looked around and realization dawned in his eyes. He stabbed his sword in the ground and put his head to his hands muttering.

"Stupid, Idiot…"

"What's going on Jace?" Clary asked with an edge to her voice glancing at a frustrated Percy to a smirking Jace, and a perturbed Simon.

Percy removed his hands and looked toward the ground, storm clouding his eyes. Jace walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You can trust them. You can trust Clary, and I'll make sure to keep Simon's mouth shut." Jace told him and turned to Simon to give him a wink. The vampire just hissed in response.

"What is this big secret? I need to know now!" Clary yelled frustrated at her boyfriend and this guy.

Percy just turned away.

"This is bad. This is like meeting the Romans all over again. You know too much Jace you should have never come looking for me. The more they know will just cause trouble for the both us" Percy rambled picking his sword out of the ground and minimizing it to a pen, and walking away.

"Aww come on Jackson don't be like this again. Nothing bad is going to happen." He called out to him running up to get into his way.

"Trust me." Jace pleaded. Clary had hardly ever seen Jace beg before, he looked exasperated, and annoyed like he couldn't believe Percy had the audacity to doubt him. They had a silent stare-off that seemed to last forever until Percy's shoulders dropped in defeat. He turned towards Clary and Simon, and looked at them gravelly as if by telling them the truth he was signing his own death warrant.

"The truth is I'm not a shadow hunter. I'm not even entirely human. I…I'm a demigod."

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Percy POV

Looking back on it, it was really stupid of me to use my water powers in front of them. I wasn't even thinking, just using my instincts and first thoughts that come to my mind as usual. Anyway I was walking home from Olympus, when I saw Jace running in the opposite direction. I would have just ignored it, but he looked desperate and the need to help someone nagged in my heart so before I knew it I was running after him.

"Percy?" Jace asked surprised when I caught up with him.

"Yeah, is something wrong?" I asked

"I had this feeling that Clary was in trouble. I should have known better than to leave her alone with that stupid vampire." Jace growled.

"Simon?" I questioned. Jace turned and gave me a "well obviously" look, a look I'm sadly used to getting. We kept running until we found them in an ally surrounded by demons, which brings us back to the present.

Whatever lie about me being a shadowhunter that I got Clary and the others to believe was completely out the window now. I had to tell them the truth, but I was afraid. I knew Jace could keep a secret, but the others I barely know them. I didn't want to get myself in any more trouble.

I was stuck, so I told Clary and Simon my story. They were good listeners, and asked all the right questions. Not any stupid, annoying questions, like Nico did when I first met him.

When I was finished they just continued to stare at me like I was insane, another look I'm used to getting.

"How are we supposed to believe all this? Do you really expect us to believe it?" she asked looking at me and Jace.

I just sighed and crossed my arms in annoyance.

"Look I don't expect you to believe me, and I don't really care if you do, but it's the only story you're going to get, so… yeah." I said not sure of what else to say.

I glanced at my watch, and started to back away.

"It was nice seeing you all, and killing some demons, but I got to go bye." I lied as I turned to leave.

"Wait, I still don't know why Jace's always seeing you." Clary called out after me.

I reluctantly turned around, and wondered what to say. I glanced at Jace who was giving me a death glare warning me to watch me mouth.

"Were just friends, we like to hang out, talk whatever." I rambled. Clary blinked as if she wasn't satisfied.

"So, you seeing each other has nothing to do with you being a demigod." She asked.

"Yes, I don't ask him to help me fight monsters or deal with angry gods, or…" I said counting my fingers of all the different crap I have to deal with by being a half-blood.

Clary was about to say something when Jace cut her off.

"Percy has to go, I'll fill you in on the way home." He said authoritatively putting his hands on her shoulders to steer her away.

I gave him a nod in thanks, saluted a farewell with my famous grin and walked off back to where I was going before. Hopefully everything would be fine, and I wouldn't get in trouble like Grover thought I would.

"Tell me the truth who is Percy really?" Clary demanded from her boyfriend as they walked back to the institute. Jace just stayed quiet with a grim look on his face.

Simon looked thoughtful.

"You know it kind of makes sense. That kid's blood is unnaturally salty, and he's definitely not a shadowhunter, neither is he entirely human. Also at first I thought I was imagining it but now that he claims his father is some sea god, there's no denying that he smells like the ocean." Simon said.

Clary just rolled her eyes.

"He told you the same thing he told me, as far as he's concerned that's the truth and I've accepted it." Jace said.

"So, really all you guys do is just hang out?" Clary asked.

"Yes, why is that so hard for you to understand? Can I not have friends outside of the family?" Jace asked irritated.

Clary looked down feeling ashamed, she suddenly felt a little selfish pretty much always having Jace with her. She never realized that he really didn't have any friends outside of the Institute, possibly because he was such an arrogant ass all the time. She always knew that Percy was a good influence on him, even though she never really trusted the guy.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I was just worried about you." Clary told him squeezing his hand, and giving him a hug. Jace relaxed, and let a smile creep on his face at her touch.

"So, Percy just lives like a regular mundane all the time, he goes to school and everything?" Clary asked in amazement.

She honestly kind of missed her life as a mundane. Fighting demons for a living wasn't really as fun as it sounded. She liked living a life where she wasn't worried about bad guys coming to kill her and her loved ones, or having to learn how to fight and be violent.

"Well he tries to live like a mortal as he calls it. He lives with his mortal mother, and goes to school, but then at the same time he's fighting monsters and goes off to Olympus and that camp for demigods he's always talking about. So I don't know if you'd say he has a normal life, but he's happy which is enough I guess." Jace said.

Clary nodded, she still had a lot of questions she wanted to ask but didn't want to bug Jace even more.

Half-bloods, monsters, and Gods, this was all so crazy to think about. How could there be another world as crazy as the one she was living in now? She guessed it was possible. Clary remembered when she first saw Percy's tattoo, and she thought she saw the symbol of the devil. Now that she thought about it she remembered seeing that pitchfork in her history textbooks at school a trident was what the ancient Greeks, and Romans called it. Maybe he was telling the truth, but she wanted more proof than that.

Knowing some kind of truth was solace enough for her, and knowing that Jace was happy always made her happy as well.

"I'll be seeing more of you Percy." She thought to herself.