"Thanks for taking me in temporarily Carolina." I told her. Let me tell you, she was a short, old woman but she was full of energy and happiness - I don't know how someone could be that- that happy. She had grey-blonde hair that went up to her chin and grey eyes with mirth and joyful was almost all of the time. We had just entered her house which was down the road from mine. I hadn't seen our house but she said that the police were locking it up since I was going to live with her until my mom got better.

She waved it off. "I would've done it anyway. You are like my nephew, but unfortunately you aren't, although we are still close enough to be family."

I smiled at that which she smiled back at. "I guess so Carolina or should I say Aunt Carolina?" I joked, walking into the kitchen with her and plopping myself onto the chair.

"Well, I don't mind that because it does make me feel younger than I really am." I huffed in anger, I was supposed to get a reaction but she got one as she laughed at my antics. "Trying to get me worked up, huh? I've lived for more than fifty years, I know all you childrens' tricks!"

"Yeah, yeah, aunt. An-" I paused, remembering mom. "Hey, have you heard from mom? How mom is? Anything?" I shot question after question at her.

Twisting the tap handle, she filled a glass of water and sipped it slowly. "What happened at my centre was horrible and bad but thankfully due to the police, that Team Galactic didn't steal any of the Timespace Orbs or there would've been catastrophe." Her eyes were closed, relishing the taste of fresh water. I wouldn't mind one because of all that smog and smoke that infected my lungs - which tasted horrible by the way.

"Those orbs are the ones that could awaken- or are The Creation Trio - Dialga, Palkia and Giratina; controller of time, space and antimatter respectively, right?" I asked to make sure.

She nodded her head slowly, a bit of shock I noticed spread across her face from my knowledge. I gained a smudge smirk until she began. "It doesn't matter what they would've used it for, or that they didn't get it, it's that they almost hurt an innocent civilian during an unnecessary Pokémon battle." She sighed, hanging her head slightly. "No, I don't know how your mother is doing. She was a great friend and so I will take good care of you. The police called me minutes before and told me to get everything that's yours and move it from there and to this house. And so I want you to go and get your stuff." She placed the glass back on the side of the sink and travelled to the living room door and paused. "Go and have a shower, the bathroom door is to your left and well, your clothes are in your house, sorry about that. I would come and help you but I can't go in because I'm busy doing legal guardian papers about you." She walked off into the living room and placed herself onto the sofa. I let out a breath of air, exhaustion taking over me but I still had some of my day left and I headed off to shower.

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What did I have that was really important but at the same time mine in my house? Not much. I didn't want to take from my and my mom's house because I wanted it to stay the same when she came back and she would wake up soon, right? I probably owned a few hundred Pokémon dollars Pokédollars, or dollars, whatever people liked to call them; I had my clothes, basic items like a toothbrush, comb… and I had the things I was going to give Cynthia. The PokéNav, backpack, few Pokéballs, National Pokédex, money, potions and other basic Pokémon trainer stuff. Well, I guess since I would become 10 in a few months, I should keep it instead of leave it.

These were the thoughts swirling around my head as I headed down the road to my house. I smelled like the salty sea, feeling the water in the shower, and I wore a sea green shirt, blue jeans and black trainers. It was 5pm but it was still warm and windy, blowing my raven-black hair about. I swear I could never make it stay straight.

I narrowed my eyes at my house which I could now see in the distance. There was yellow tape around it? Police tape probably to stop any intruders. I walked faster and made my way there to the house.

Minutes later, arrived to my front door where a policeman was leaving the house and closing the door. "Excuse me?" I uttered before he closed the door. He craned his towards me and raised an eyebrow, asking the silent question, 'Who are you?'. I looked at his name tag. "Officer Bob, this is me and my mom's house and I was told to come here and fetch my belongings."

He muttered and, "Ahh. Alright son, you can go inside and get your stuff, just don't take too long and lock the door in your way out." I mumbled an 'ok'. He then walked away from the door and towards his car.

"Wait!" I realised. "I forgot to ask something! Do you know anything about my mom? Is she okay?" He turned his body around again and pondered.

Then he formed a pitiful and sorry face, and I hated it, I despised pitiful looks from people. "Look, I'm sorry son." He took off his cap and tucked it under his left armpit. I was frightened, terrified even of what he was going to say. "But she-she is alive. Though she is in a coma and we don't know how long it'll last but we know she won't wake anytime soon, at least after a year. I'm sorry son, once again. I'll be heading off now to go home." He smiled a sad smile towards me, moved into his police car and drove off. However his words had made my world crumble bit by bit, each piece shattering into smaller shards and making my mind collapse. I couldn't even register the pain of what happened.

My mom was in a coma? She wasn't going to wake up for another year? I was ready to kill that Team Galactic grunt until I realised he was arrested by the police. I let the tears pour from my eyes and walked up to the stone pillar and punched it in frustration. Webs of cracks formed across the hard stone and my anger slowly took over me though I calmly took deep breaths and closed my eyes. 'Why?!' My rage was sucked out of me but the pain was now registering emotionally while I broke down on the inside - I was pretty much broken then. 'What have I ever done to anyone? I be kind, loyal and selfless to everyone I meet yet I gain the shittiest life of them all?! What do I have to do to achieve peace? There are no Fates here yet I am tortured emotionally and mentally. Fuck Chaos! Fuck everyone! I left that world to find a better life!'

I pushed those thoughts aside and walked inside. I instantly smelt the lingering smell of blue cookies and my tears slightly welled 'till I wiped them away. I trudged up wooden stairs.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sounds of my shoes echoing around the house reverberated around the silent house. I yawned tiredly, exhaustion finally taking its toll on me. When I reached my door, I entered it and it looked the same as it did before I went to the museum. Clean and tidy. I still had my items tucked away in the drawer that were for Cynthia but the Pokénav and Pokédex lied on it with dust collecting. I groaned sadly and squeezed my eyes shut. I still had a few months till I could become a Pokémon trainer and life would be extremely without my mom. I'd be be with Carolina but I couldn't stay here, it contained too many memories. My mother may have been lost but the world choose for her to sleep endlessly until she wakes up and I watch helplessly from the side.

I screamed. I screamed in anger. In frustration. In agony. I had to let it all out soon or it was going to control him, all of my pent up emotions were wanting to break free. I had my emotions brought over with me from my previous life and since I was the leader, I couldn't show my true emotions. And now there was too much to be handled by my age and I had to give some up or I would lose succumb to anger and hate. I balled my fists in pain, crimson red blood appearing from my palms. A red haze seeped into my vision and I tried to fight back. I really did but it was too strong. Without thinking, I stormed towards the dark drawer, snatched the Pokénav and crushed it with my brute strength. While it had the shape of a ribbon, I let it drop and crushed it underfoot irately.

I took deep breaths but it wasn't enough. In an instant, I called forth my water powers forming an ice fist around my own. Then I pulled back my fist before the nearby double glazed window and smashed through it. Shares were scattered around the room however that little bit of destruction satisfied me but it wouldn't for long. I shook my head and my ice fist melted away. The breeze slipped in through the gaping hole and I noticed various Pokémon look towards me then turn away but there was one Pokémon that didn't. It stared at me as if it was… analysing me? Though it was that same Pokémon I saw every day, the one that kind of represented a crocodile with bright colours. I never understood why it was alone and there wasn't any others of its kind. It was always alone, sitting on the edge of the lake and kicking the water. I had saw several trainers attempt to catch it but they failed as they underestimated the power of that Pokémon.

But my Pokédex never worked on it, I had tried so many times but it failed and couldn't scan it for some odd reason. What about if it was from a different region? It could be, only a National Pokédex would be able to recognise and scan it or its regions' own Pokédex. I decided to give it a try, it wouldn't hurt. But first I wiped the glass off me with my hands before making my way to the drawer. I took the dusty National Poiédex and wiped it clean with a tissue from my pocket. I blew over it one more time and switched it on. I brought it up and pointed it towards the Pokémon at the lake. The Pokédex then vibrated mans made a weird, high pitched noise like beep.

On the screen, an image of the multicoloured crocodile Pokémon I always saw appeared in the screen. It did a roar animation and it was then loading information on it. "Totodile! National Pokédex number 158!" The machine robotically said. I flinched in shock and confusion and retooled the object. I got scared of s talking machine, I wasn't exactly the most intelligent when it comes to electronics. I kneeled down and picked it back up. "This Pokémon, originating from Johto, is a water type Poémon and a part of the Big Jaw Species Pokémon. It is seen as small and weak, but is known for its ferocious attitude and respect for its trainer. It has the habit of biting anything with its developed jaws. Even its Trainer needs to be careful." I scanned the information quickly, my dyslexia not as bad because I had gotten better at concentrating and reading overtime. Thank gods it had went away.

This Totodile I learnt, was a male according to the Pokédex I held. But what struck me was the fact it was from Johto! Johto was a two regions north above Sinnoh - I didn't understand how it got here and survived. Regional Pokémon stars in their own region, always. This information made me want to catch it like I could do anything about it. I was still only 9. But…

I could run away. I had everything I needed - money, a Pokédex and other things. I may not have a Pokéball but I could always try and tame the Pokémon. Maybe I would even be able to communicate with the Totodile as it was a water type Pokémon - and I could talk to all aquatic life but I had never tried. Probably because they wouldn't know who I am nor know I could talk to them. But I could still escape this town, and become a Pokémon trainer early - no one would notice. Just befriend any Pokémon and head out of this town which held too many memories. All this would bring is pain and suffering, watching my mom and not knowing when should wake. It was all my fault she was injured. If I was quicker and stronger, I could've control the poison and moved it away but I'm weak. So I have to go out and train.

Why not? I had nothing to lose and I would find out if my mom ever woke from her eternal slumber. I'm not good enough and I had to do something about it. I closed the Pokédex and walked towards the window. The wind rustled my hair about wildly. I just stared straight ahead at the Pokémon who stared back and it stayed like that for minutes until I peeked away from his ominous look. When I looked back, I saw in the Pokémon's eyes, was it… respect? I shook my head, why would it show respect? There was no reason to although when I looked back at the Totodile. He was gone.

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It was the dead of the night. Midnight. I went back to Carolina's home with a new pair of clothes - a light green T-shirt, black trousers and dark blue trainers covered by a navy coloured hoodie. I had took a shower and I felt vigorous and godly. I guess water was still the main healing factor for me which was useful. On my back, was a black backpack with a picture of a Masterball on it and blue stripes across the bag. Inside however, was all my necessities - water, food, money and whatnot. I would earn a lot from Pokémon battles of I did win them.

I was tying my laces before I stood up, pulled my hood down which shadowed most of my face except my mouth and wore the backpack. Once done, I walked Carolina's front door and opened it cautiously without making a noise. The light night breeze slipped through and began filling the house up. I looked back into the pitch black house. "Forgive me Carolina." I muttered under my breath. I exited the building and walked away to the gravelly path. Taking one last look at the house, I headed off to the lake near my house.

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Minutes later, I reached my destination though all that was there were the slight ripples of the lake and occasional Pokémon swimming about it. I took steps quietly in the darkest of the night, the moonlight emitting a light glow which empowered me with my night vision. Night vision? I remembered Artemis blessed me for times at night to assist me. She may have been sexist but she was a dutiful goddess giving justice and speaking what's right. But now was not the time for reminiscing. My ADHD was kicking in almost all of the time. I blanked my mind of anything thoughts other than my mission.

After several minutes, searching for the the Totodile, I only had two things I could think of doing. Closing my eyes in concentration, and employing my mind again, I focused on every drop of water around me in a 100 meter radius. I had done this before, in the other universe, and I could do it now. I tried and attempted to envision it but my brain soon started to implode in pain. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and gave up. I cursed colourfully and silently to myself while I punched the floor in irritation repeatedly.

I now had to use my last resort. I sucked in all the air into my lungs and yelled, not too loud. "Totodile! I know you are here somewhere and are from Johto! Come out!" I waited. And waited. But no response came, I slumped my shoulders and was about to slide down the side of a tree until a small being dived out of the water. It was the Totodile. It looked the same as before but more menacing in the darkness, it's dark red eyes penetrating my soul. It reminded me of a hellhound. The Totodile bared its jaws and snapped them threateningly, while his eyes silently asked the question - 'What do you want human?'

I got up and dusted myself off. I brought out my hands in a surrender gesture and spoke calmly. "Look Totodile. I know it's stupid talking to a Pokémon and you probably may not understand me but I can talk to you." I brought one hand down to it but it closed its jaws though with my reflexes, I pulled away in time. "Seriously man! God, I sound like such an idiot talking to you but I'm not joking. Let me access to your mind and I can talk to you telepathically." The Totodile looked unfazed and just a bit angrier that I wasted it's time like it was a king. "I'm going to be honest - I'm not human and have powers of water and aquatic life. Just let me through to your mind so I can talk to you." The Totodile in response snapped its jaws ferociously and pulled its hands up as if it was stalking its prey.

I threw my hands in the air frustratedly. "I give up! Your impossible stupid Pokémon! If you won't let me, I'm going to do it by force." I sat down and crossed my legs while the Totodile studied me curiously and confused. I smirked. While it was distracted, I imagined the mind of the Totodile and tried to telepathically communicate but as I guessed, Pokémon don't respect me like aquatic life and because this guy is powerful, there was a huge barrier protecting his brain. Using all of my willpower, I forced my way through and pushed past the wall that tried to stop me. At first, the barrier fought back and deflected my mind attacks while my mind was in excruciating pain. Then I gathered my power, and blasted through, finally breaking through the barrier and into his mind. Like I feel with my tugs in my gut, I felt a connection to the Totodile - no, not like that but telepathically. I decided to give talking in his mind a shot.

I got up from my seated position and opened my eyes. Concentrating on a message, I sent one. 'Uh… Hey Totodile? Can you hear me?' Wow, that was lame. I crossed my fingers and prayed to whoever was out there it worked.

The Totodile adopted a perplexed look.'Did you say that, human? Are you the one who messaged me through my mind?' It snapped its jaws angrily.

I waved stupidly and grinned. 'Uh yeah. I was goi-'

However, the Pokémon interrupted me with blazing eyes. 'How did you do this?! No one can communicate with us Pokémon! Are you.. a god? I do not care but you hurt me and for that you will pay!' I could tell it was pissed

I took a step back. 'You cannot attack trainers.'

'We can but we do not, we strive with battle against other Pokémon. But you hurt me first!' The Totodile stalked forward, glaring at Percy intensely.

'Look, I'm sorry but I just wanted to talk to you! I wanted you as my Poké-, I mean as a loyal companion. I want to become a Pokémon Trainer!' I stopped being afraid, steeled my nerves and stood for gaze.

The Pokémon just stared back with its beady red eyes. It snarled. 'Human, you do not even have a Pokéball to catch me with! What makes you think I'll ever follow you! Many have tried and all have failed because I am too powerful to be contained. I may not thrive as good as a caught Pokémon but I still survive attacking weaker Pokémon!' It then made a gargling noise which probably represented a laugh. 'You are not even ten years old! You can not catch me and will not! Leave before I attack you!'

I didn't budge, I stayed. I gazed right back at him, meeting his hateful and mocking look. 'I know your secret! You are in a foreign region and don't know where you are! I could take you back to Johto, please listen, I want to bec-'

The Totodile leapt towards me and landed a meter away from me, pulling its razor sharp claws back as if it was going to pounce. The Totodile started growling menacingly. 'I do not care for your reasoning! Even if it was to save the world! You are too young, too weak to catch me - let alone travel the regions! I have lived for years! If you want to be worthy as my master. I want a fight then!' I looked around and saw the light casting a silver glow around us and the trees moving silently. I even saw some Pokémon watching in fascination, they probably heard our thoughts since they were extremely loud. I turned back to him and he telepathically talked again. 'But oh wait human! You can't fight me! Too small. Too weak. Too slow. Too stupid. You will probably fail your friend and family! What can you do against one that controls a force of nature itself! Ha ha ha! Puny human!'

I was shaking uncontrollably. He brought up my past and reopened my scars from the other universe. I balled my fists in rage and anger coursed through me directly. My aura grew. My power raised. And my rage was trying to control me but I made it bend, bend to my will as it obeyed me. I channeled it into my tongue which let out malice and loathing. I adopted a burning red aura and the Totodile wavered in its position, a hint of fear flickering in its eyes. 'You brought up my past! And for that you will lose this fight! I will make you obey.' I smirked deviously. 'And you forgot one thing Totodile. I'm not human. I'm half human… an half god! You shall feel the wrath of the sea!'

I clenched my hand, drawing blood and the water from the nearby lake and formed a fist, before punching the Pokémon into a tree. The oak tree fell and crumbled into pieces. Energy and power raced through me and I relished it all. I saw the Totodile get back up with a mischievous face. 'I shall enjoy this fight then! Bring it on!' It snarled and made a 'come here' gest with its hands. In my fit of anger, I forgot about my sword but it didn't matter. I could let go and harness my true power.

I sprinted rapidly towards it and cocked my right fist back and aimed at its jaw. The Pokémon, which was just smaller than my height by not much, moved its head back then snapped its jaws on my hand but I was quicker. I liquified my hand which sucked my energy away and then used my other fist to punch the Pokémon in the eye. I got up from my crouched stance and walked towards its form on the floor. It then opened its eyes and let out an ice beam towards me but I brought up a wall of fire to burn it away though I was losing. The ice slipped through and hit me in my midsection. I probably broke a rib but it wasn't that bad.

I formed a tentacle out of water and lashed out onto the Pokémon which was up and energised by now. I smacked it but the Pokémon just blocked it out, I used several others to bring it to its knees. It blocked each one until it started to fight for control over the last one. Damn, that Pokémon had so much willpower - like me until we gave up and the water dissipated.

The Totodile then ran to me and tackled me powerfully and I fell on my back. I twisted my body in midair and then formed an ice first which punched him in the face metres away. When he landed, a small crater had formed where the smoke was. I smirked until out of the steam came a furious Totodile. It brought up its left claw and used its metal claws to scratch my body - ripping through my shirt and letting blood through. It snarled and then cut my arm and I fell back with it towering above me. But I wasn't going to stay down.

I split myself into minuscule particles and organised myself metres away, standing. Letting out a feral roar, I called upon my Stormbringer powers. The air in the sky followed my will and formed a monstrous storm - winds picked up to extreme speeds, a monsoon poured down while lightning and thunder shook the land. I felt rejuvenated but I felt small but thick pieces of ice hit me until I realised the Pokémon caused a blizzard. I made an angry face and forced the lightning to strike it down. And it did. It electrocuted the Pokémon and it got zapped back many metres. I walked forward and found it still rising. It snarled in my face while the ice pieces hurt me slowly but surely.

It then dug a hole into the ground at inhuman speeds and I became cautious as to where it may be. I waited and the silence began to eat away at me. I then sensed its blood.. right below me. I cursed when I got launched into the air by an aqua jet. I flew high into the sky, entering Zeus' domain. Though with my shit luck, I got attacked by a million volts of electricity and dropped to the ground. I was internally bleeding and I had broke lots of bones from that attack. When I landed, a crater formed with dust blowing away from me in waves.

I got angry and ignored the pain which sapped at my energy. Looking at the tired Totodile, I used Hermes' speed and dashed forward, sending a kick reinforced reinforced with shadows into the stomach. If doubled over until I brought my heel up and kicked it into the ground. I could see the Totodile struggling for its life but it wanted to carry on fighting. I willed the thunder to strike him from heavens as it lashed down on him, sizzling him like a piece of meat. Grabbing its throat, I was about to land the finishing below until I saw the eyes of the Pokémon. Tiny fear, tiredness and grudging respect. I swayed my mind fishing against my emotions.

'Hit him, finish him! You could find a better Pokémon!' My anger told me deep down but I couldn't do it. It was just a Pokémon, on a level hundreds lower than me. What was the point of finishing him off? I had come here to befriend him and I ended up succumbing to my hatred and rage, injuring the Totodile to extreme levels. I let go and dropped it, I mean him remembering I forgot that it was male during my resentment. I regretted hurting him though I think he respect me now.

The winds died down and the storm dissembles while the blizzard came to a halt. I gave out a hand to the fallen Pokémon while it writhed in absolute pain on the muddy ground. 'Take my hand and get up, I can heal you.'

Grudgingly, the Totodile took my hand and we went to the nearby lake.

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After twenty minutes, the Totodile was back to what he was before. I was sitting on the edge next to him. 'So? Have you thought about it? Will you join me? I fought good enough for you. If you follow me, I will tell you the truth about who I am and my powers.' I reasoned telepathically. He seemed to be conserving the idea. He then smiled somehow.

'You have proven to be worthy. I will accept you as my Pokémon trainer, I do not want to go back to Johto but actually explore with you. You are really powerful and have a lot of willpower - something I like. I also class loyalty high in my expectations.'

I fist pumped the air in excitement at my first Pokémon. 'I can't catch you or buy a Pokéball from here because they'd know I'm underage. We have to head to Eterna City without you fainting then catch you there.'

The Totodile carried on staring at the horizon. 'That is fine. We are now companions and I think we should get going, it is almost dawn.'

I nodded in agreement. 'Okay, I agree. Let's go and I'll tell you who I am on the way.' I stood up and dusted myself off. I looked at him and said out loud fatter hours."I think we'll be great friends." I smiled then turned to step away until the pain registered.

I was so fucking stupid. I healed him and forgot about myself. Then agony made me want to scream but I bit my tongue and held it in, and it took its toll on me. "Fuck!" I yelled in pain as I collapsed into the cold, hard ground.

The Totodile did a 'laugh' and telepathically replied in curiosity. 'What does this 'fuck' mean?'

I just lay there and face palmed.

This was going to be a long and exhilarating journey, I'd see my mom soon and whatnot. But little did I know I wasn't seen for years…

[End of Chapter]

A/N: See, I posted on time with 5 thousand words. Damn, I realised I probably push myself too much and write too much so I'm probably going to cut down on how much and how regularly I write. I'll probably write every 5 days - I don't fucking know - and write at least like 2 or 3 thousand words. Sorry, but it's not that easy to write a chapter and stay writing it constantly - I get sidetracked so easily. I'll still post and stuff so don't worry and if you hate me for this then… fuck you. Just joking.

Anyway, I'm going to write the reviews and reply and shit and yeah. Before I do, if you don't give a crap about the A/N, just skip to the bottom. I need help on deciding which plot would be the best. Thanks.

zen-aku the spirit of the wolf - Yeah I know, hope you enjoyed this chapter by the way too. But the damage, because the Golbat wanted the poison wanted it to go that far - it lasted that long, obviously if it was a normal attack it would've dispersed after it went past the opponents Pokémon. But I'll probably make the moves cause restriction, not really sure, but yeah, if spices the story up.

ultima-owner - Lol, I'll make sure it happens, not now but later.

Matt - It's fine.

Skunk - I didn't understand what the actual fuck you wrote at first, no offense, then understood it, I think? You want a bring from the Pokemon universe to go to the PJO universe where he's forced to take someone back to the Pokémon world. Then one of them makes the other forget their memories and uses them to take over the world and shit, being the bad guy. If that's what you said, then I could do that but I'm not going to say anything.

OlyTrop - Thanks for the support.

StormatronXLIV - Ha ha ha. I feel bad for motivating you, you're a psychopath for enjoying Percy's mom getting fucked by the poison. You're evil. Nah but seriously, thanks, I feel great for making good content you enjoyed. And bye bye.

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Uhh yeah, hey again. So I decided why not, let's make another fucking story! But this time it'll be just a normal PJO Fanfiction, I'm going to try and be original and unique as possible but… it's not easy. I put up a poll on my profile if you want to vote or you can review which is best and why. I just want to see what everyone would enjoy and like to be honest.

I do have a few ideas, and I do not give two shits if they are a bit boring or unoriginal - just vote.

#1 - Percy starts gaining the powers of the immortals he kills. Betrayed and stuff, he goes to Tartarus. A year later, he is called back to help fight them against Gaea for his freedom. I'll probably make the pairing an evil person - maybe even fucking Gaea. Who knows?

#2 - This'll probably be a comedy with swearing and shit. But basically, Percy is a test subject by the mortals and well, he gets some badass powers and escapes, destroying any evidence of the drug they used. Then he discovers the mythological world and leaves destruction and problems in his path. Dunno who he would like, he'll probably just be a playboy.

#3 - He gets banished for a mistake caused in camp. Everyone leaves him so he sets off to Alaska without money or food. He gets a regular life then discover an injured girl and maybe her brother. Pairing is pretty much anyone except the people siding with Olympus. Though I'll probably make it Selene because why the hell not?

#4 - Percy is an experiment made by the Primordials that was thought to have failed. He thrived on earth as an immortal, as old as the Primordials themselves. In modern times, he's back with a vengeance against everyone in the mythological world - gods, Titans and Primordials alike. Probably Hemera here.

#5 - He is abandoned and broke up with Annabeth. Camp hates him but he still stays. He has a daughter of Apollo pulling him through his depression until she rejects him for personal reasons but wants to be has nothing holding him into the world so what does he do? He lets go.

Yeah, yeah, I know. These probably aren't even that original but I'm trying my best alright. Just review and say which is best and why, or go to the poll on my profile. And how was this chapter? It'd be great, you guys would help me choose which one, I'm not saying which one of prefer - no bias.

Well thanks for reading through this kinda lame Author's Note.

Peace.