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Chapter 1

"I just got back from the Dead but some Monster already wanted to eat me"

Percy

Actually I think after the war, I could relax a little bit or maybe spent some quality time with my new girlfriend, yeah a bit cliché I think. Having a normal life maybe a normal date would be a little bit weird for me, especially for-…, never mind that. One thing for sure, if your read this journal that mean I'm not dead yet and I managed to kept Gaea inside the earth forever.

Alright, maybe I should explain. Given the fact that whoever's reading this is more likely a mortal or human, I will use simple language or human language. Think back to your old class about Greek or Roman Mythology and also History lesson about the Myths. Yeah, the twelve Olympian Gods, horrible history about monsters, three headed dogs, you got it. Well, sorry to burst your bubble but all of those sick legends are true. You live in a world of monsters and all-powerful beings and didn't even know it. Trust me; ignore science or other thing that you believe in, its wrong half the time anyways.

Why am I telling you this?! For first I'm a half blood, a demigod, offspring of an Olympian and a mortal. My mother name is Sally Jackson. I used to live at least the few months around, with my step dad Paul Blofis that I assumed his last name is Blowfish. Everyone knew that my real dad was a sailor and lost at the sea but that's a pretty big lie. Granted, up until I was twelve and my demon math teacher tried to kill me, I believed that too. After that, I was brought up to a Camp that would teach me about being a hero, I did meet my dad and he's actually the Big Three in Olympus, the God of the Sea Poseidon. I was pretty surprise when I knew that my real dad was Poseidon, that's pretty much explain how many time a lot of monster were chasing me around. After that I've met a lot of friends including my old crush whose now is my new girlfriend.

But that's when I'm still 12 years old and now I'm 16th pretty much a trouble teen that's slay monster and doing a quest and now with my dumb decision. My Aunt or The Goddess of Marriage, my Uncle wife Hera. She and I make a decision that I would do her quest but with a cost, of course when I said cost that mean, I can't go to Camp Half Blood anymore, saying goodbye to anyone, especially my beautiful girlfriend that I loved to call her 'wise girl' Annabeth also don't forget the part she faked my dead. I was sent to Tartarus for a while until I escaped without any help of Hera, thanks for nothing Auntie. Also I've got a souvenir from Tartarus, a panic attack if I remember my experience there twice, I know why even the Son of Hades can't even survived.

And trust me after that, I never looked back. I went on with my life, happier than ever before, besides that I still miss my 'wise girl'. Sometimes I still want to IM her so I could say that I'm alright just some quest that Hera gave me and I'm going to see her soon. Of course I can't because all of my friends would going crazy and do a search for me also ruin my quest.

Besides, in my journey through the world, and of course sleeping like a homeless people because I can't go home and put my parent's life in danger, so then I slept at the park run away from some street gang or maybe some punk at the alley that will stab me and take all my money and the monster I met that would like a Demi-God meat. I felt the rush of everything that I've been through the last few months. That's also where I met him, my traveling company Toby Carter.

He's 10 years old and pretty much everyone that saw me with him always thought that he's my little brother. Also he got ADHD because seriously can't stand still whether I said to him to stay in the hideout when I fought monster, also Dyslexia because one time I asked him to read something on the board to me, he said he can't because the words would jumble.

He got caramel sandy blonde hair and blue eyes and a mischievous smile for some reason he got the same smile like all the Hermes Kids, I don't know why but I felt I had meet him before. Surprisingly he also got a fade scar that run from his eye to his chin even I only can see it a little bit, just like Luke. Of course every time when I ask where he got the scar he only said…

"Oh this?!" he said. "It's just a birth mark"

"I can't remember where or when exactly, my mom said it's already there since I was born"

But of course I still think maybe he's just scared to remember who actually gave him the scar, maybe it was his dad or maybe he fall down and got that scar, there's a thousand of possibility of course. And one of them wasn't involved with going on a quest for searching a golden apple and almost got killed by the guardian that protects it.

Up until that earth-shattering moment, I was having a very good day at least by Demi-God standards. My little fellow runaway-Toby and I were chuckling as we licked happily at our ice cream cones and smirked at passerby when they raised disapproving eyebrows at our disheveled appearances.

And where we got the ice cream and how we pay it you ask?!... Well as you can see, my little friend here could pick a lock and could even steal from a cop; he could pick a lock for a place to sleep and great at managing some money. So that's where we got our ice cream, a little kid just buys it for me.

"How's the ice cream shorty?!" I asked him as I ruffling his caramel-sandy blonde hair.

"H-Hey!" he said. "Stop it Trent, you make me drop my ice cream and I swear I won't buy you another one in a month"

Forgot to mention, I had to changed my name so no one would never suspect me, if they now there's a kid name Percy Jackson slaying a lot of monster, they would do a search party just for me and of course I can't leave Toby all alone because I still kind of hesitated that he's also a Demi-God.

"Okay kid, you're in charged" I said.

"Even if you're should the mature one" said Toby as he lick his ice cream once more.

"Don't push it" I said as I smiled and hugged him close like a little brother, laughing in the noon sun and cloudiness day.

There wasn't anyone around, unless you counted the elderly woman on her front porch with her bathrobe and her curled hair with a cigarette in her mouth yelling 'Stay Out from my Porch you useless brat!' while throwing them a can of beer. Nope, there's nothing unusual than that, no monster attack, no Gods or Goddess that suddenly appeared in front of you.

And then the perfect day was shot right into Tartarus just like sending a monster. The howls and screaming monsters woke me, and I knew the chase was on. The sky above me was blood red, and I sincerely hoped that it wasn't telling the future.

I stood and leapt from the wall I was standing to the next, confusing the monsters until I was far enough to risk running. I knew the wall would thin out soon, and I didn't want to be in the air when that happened.

I jumped to the ground and hit the hard earth running.

My heart was pounding in my chest, and although I was as scared as hell, I knew I should protect Toby first.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, tingling with what could be described as 'spider sense' if I'm Spiderman or half Spider but my 'bad vibes'. If some people have some sort of sixth sense feeling of when something bad is going to happen and it flares up occasionally, but we Demi-Gods, especially Demi-God like me with such a strong scent, it would be like signaling there's danger or there's a monster that hungry with Demi-Gods meat.

"What is it Trent?!" said Toby with a worry look. I could feel sorry for him; because I thought it would be a one day, one peaceful day without an attack.

"Toby" I gulped as my young charge glanced up from him determinedly paced walk. "Do me a favor."

"Hmm?" he arched his eyebrows in honest interest.

"Remember when I told you, when something wrong you need to hide" I said.

"No" said Toby. Seriously, this kid can't stay in one place that safe enough while I'm fighting monster for his life also my life of course.

After half-a-decade dogging monsters, I'd learn a certain degree of nonchalance that is otherwise impossible. With a truly casual glance over my shoulder, I placed really large men, wearing a really big coat but of course I could see the mist under him, bad news, it was a Cyclops. I knew Cyclops were actually working for my dad but I've got a feeling they're here for other reason than protecting me or maybe bringing some news from my dad but of course hungry for a Demi-God meat. But something's not right, like the Cyclops wasn't come alone.

The horde was comprised of something between twenty and fifty snarling, foamy mouthed monsters all strictly intent on their next meal. I imagined that a pack of rabid wolves would look similar after going hungry for a month or so. The dog-faced fish creatures called telekhines were all staring at me with a determined expression, like they recognized the son of the sea who had destroyed their stolen forge in Mount Saint Helens years before. Behind them, the ten-plus foot Cyclopes lumbered, slamming their clubs into their palms with animalistic smiles plastered to their deformed, ugly, one-eyed faces. Dracaena slithered to the front, squeezing past the telekhines as they favored me, and only me, with their dark glares.

Run!" I grabbed Toby's arm in case the tugging would encourage movement faster.

I cursed vehemently and a lot as we moved, turning yet another corner only to find it was a cul-de-sac. Toby and I skidded to a stop, my sailor's mouth supplying a healthy amount of "Dear Hera, can't I have a one day without monster chasing my ass!" as we spun on our heels and headed for the opposite side of the street.

My hand dived into my right pocket and I summoned my ever-present ballpoint pen from my pocket, along with a classically wrapped Hermes' bar. Yes, I meant Hermes'.

I passed the bar to Toby, who juggled it in his hands as he started getting farther ahead of me. Despite his size, Toby was quite the sprinter and his stamina was to be admired maybe because he already got used to running around from cops. Although his size had always been a hindrance in battle, it was strength when getting the Hades out of dodge.

He frowned at my offering, holding it up to me with a warped facial expression.

"What? A candy bar?" he paused to take a breath. "Trent, I know you feel bad about the ice cream, but life is more important"

Right, I just noticed. We had to drop the cold dessert when we started running. Talk about a good day going sour.

"No," I told him, starting to feel breathless. I faltered but caught myself pretty quickly. "It's Hermes' chocolate. Baked with 70% nectar flavoring. One bite and your injuries disappear. He –" I gasped, catching my breath while running. It was challenging. "- gave it to me last . . . month."

Toby looked at me like I'd gone crazy. "And what do you want me to do?"

"I -"

Just then, The Horde caught up.

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