A/N: People, PLEASE read the author's note at the bottom to know what's happening with this story, and no, it isn't being destroyed or whatever. Important shit at the bottom!

[Start of Chapter]

[Third year into journey]

Percy's POV:

I yawned, stretching my arms out wide. Twisting onto my side eyes shut, I attempted to get some more sleep but it was no use. The glaring sunlight slipped through the curtain gaps which hung across the window. Groaning in annoyance, I stretched again, a few pops here and there, and sat up. I blearily opened my eyes and scratched my head while opening my mouth open wide for a loud yawn.

Adjusting to the brightness, I noticed my alarm lying on the floor, it's time flashing '10:37'. Gods dammit, I was late to wake up and probably was way too tired that even my alarm clock failed to get me wide awake.

"I guess all that Pokémon battling yesterday took its toll. I still need to train for the Elite 4 before I can head there though, gods, this is such a looong process." I muttered to myself, growing louder until I sighed and fell on my back. I stared at the plain white ceiling, taking in breaths and just… thinking.

I decided to not do any training that day as it was Sunday so laid there for several more minutes until I nustered up the energy to lift my duvet and sit on the bed's edge. Relishing the softness of the mattress one last time, I got off my bed and stood on the carpet. Ignoring my alarm clock, I walked over to the bathroom in only my boxers and shut the door behind me.

Staring at the mirror, my reflection staring back, I stood there. I looked at my broken eyes, scars criss-crossing across my torso. The signs of previous pain across my arms. The haunted and grieving look I have off under my mask. But slowly, it happened - ripples of pain and power swimming through my mind. Every second that passed, more waves washed through and caused me a huge headache. I coughed and moaned in the absolute pain until images started forming in my eyes. Black and white, as if they were… memories. Squinting my eyes, which made no difference, I let my brain fix the puzzle together.

A minute passed but every time a new image popped up with another scene. I closed my eyes to instead rid the pain, and grit my teeth. Then they came. The different memories of my past life.

[Flashback Start]

A scene fell into itself, a scene showing satyrs, demigods and gods alike partying happily on Olympus. I sighed to myself, my conscious forming a body in my mind. Lights flared around in the night sky, music blared from every corner and the screams of joy rang out through the air from almost every living being on Olympus.

I cautiously stood forward until it was just whisked away by the wind, as if it was never there. I blinked and looked around, a haze forming another scene in front of me. I waved my hand through, but it had now effect so I waited.

A girl with blonde hair, with princess curls - Annabeth and a bunch of other demigods: Piper, Will, Nico and Jason were a few. They were happily chatting away, me not even in the picture. Piper gulped another shot of alcohol, and Annabeth laughed with the rest at the burp she accidentally released. I smiled at this memory, I remembered now, this was the party one year after the Giant War. But… where was I?

And it was as if my mind just answered it, the haze dissipating and a new mist collecting itself. I saw a smile, a face of my mother - no matter what, she was still my mother as much as mine after being reborn. Her smile was broad, tears of joy leaking out of her blue eyes that held so much happiness and kindness. More of the image formed, a man - Paul - standing to the side in a similar state as my mom, holding an arm around her. Tears brimmed in his eyes as he smiled and let a chuckle escape his lips. But they both were staring at something in my mom's arms, a bundle with a child in it. It-She was giggling, her laughs of joy echoing throughout the room.

She had beautiful blue eyes like mom and the smallest pieces of brown hair. I could already imagine it, her hair resembling mom and intelligence rivalling Paul's. I reminisced in bliss until I heard myself creating hilarious and weird noises. I looked at my eighteen year old self, pulling my mouth open and making silly faces to make my sister laugh. So this is where I was. In the hospital with my mom as my other sister was born. Gazing to my left, I saw my other sister sleeping cutely in her chair, finger in her mouth in the shade.

And it disappeared. Streams of mist flying by. I stared at the inky darkness. Slowly, I stepped in a random direction and another picture was created. Staring at it come together, I saw a glint of bronze. It grew to a sword, mine, Riptide, with a hand attached to it and then my body. I was sweating profusely, sprinting in a direction away from the elevators to Olympus, my facial expression annoyed more than angry. Charging at the two empousai, I swung my blade in a deadly arc, decapitating one unexpectedly and the other didn't bother to move as it was skewered instantly. Then instantly, they burst into golden dust, scattering around the area. Why didn't they attack? But that didn't matter.

I saw myself look around, dead silence reigning Olympus as many people looked at the quick fight. A tall man stepped out of the crowd, blonde hair and sky blue eyes. His hand was glue to the Master Bolt, and electricity sparked across his entire body as he shook in anger and rage flooded through him. People move away, with a fear of being fried to death. With a huge breath, he bellowed, "What have you done Perseus Jackson! You insolent demigod! Bound him in chains immediately for the deaths of Jason Grace, my son, and Hazel Levesque, Hades' spawn! You will die!"

I noticed myself become shocked and I did too in my mind. I looked closely at the empousai's death location, and saw layers upon layers of mist surrounding it, which probably concealed their true forms. Suddenly, my body was knocked to the ground to a vision of black.

And I started falling until I stopped in front of another scene. I was screaming, my throat dry, and tears fell endlessly out of my eyes as I was chained on the floor: "It isn't what you think! They were empousai! Believe me, they aren't dead… they aren't… why isn't no one helping me?" I looked up, moving my line of vision across the room; no one stood to my side, not my girlfriend, siblings or friends. Only a select few gods were there for me: Hestia, Hermes, Apollo, Poseidon, Artemis and even Aphrodite. I couldn't bear to watch myself miserably break down in front of so many people - both camps and all Greek people. But I did.

I noticed Zeus stood up off his throne, sparks of static racing across his skin and in his hand he held the Master Bolt. With a dramatic pause, he began, "With the votes in our favour, you shall not be banished but also not be sentenced to Tartarus for betrayal. Accounting your deeds for us, you shall be killed and marked as a traitor forever, sent to the Underworld, where Hades may wish what is to be done with filth like you." His face was stone cold, no mercy shown. I didn't have time to look at the others and recount what they thought of the matter as the truth swept through me. The godly weapon, let loose a colossal arc of electricity, making its way towards my body, lines of yellow zipping across the energy. Then i erupted in a bright eruption of light - gone.

The vision fractured into various pieces until it was once again whisked away by the ominous wind into the never ending darkness of my mind. I looked around and then I felt it. The familiar presence of the creator of the universe. Chaos.

That name made me angry behind comprehension as I screamed with pure outrage. "Chaos! Go away! I hate you and everything about you! You could've protected my mom but no! Fuck you! Just-just go away okay!" Tears streamed out of my eyes as the grief of my mom getting a coma escaped me and I fell to my knees; and her presence and aura vanished.

And just like that, I fell. Falling, flying and dropping. Darkness still stretched everywhere and the breeze whipped by until I screamed, the sensation becoming too much until I was almost weightless.

[Flashback End]

I opened my eyes as if I just woke up, relishing the sight of reality - even if it was in a different universe. Slowly, I brought my hand up to my face, feeling the soft skin and accepting I was actually not in some dream. I let loose a deep breath but frowned in the progress, hurt invading me from the pain my fellow comrades and family caused me. Using my conscious, I willed myself to push all those emotions to the side as if they weren't there. Then I peeked back at myself back in the mirror, and smiled, a true genuine smile.

Why?

Even I didn't know then. It might have been because of the weather. The peace I had gained for the day. The way I got past my past life. The way I had I still held hope for a good life even though it was far from my reach. Or maybe the friendship I made that day.

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Several minutes later, I had completed my daily routine. Brushed my teeth, had a quick refreshing shower, had breakfast, and hopped into some casual clothes: blue jeans with a plain sea green top covered by an unzipped light blue hoodie, with bright lime green trainers and a pair of dark shades.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, I sipped the rest of my coffee in peace. I relished all of it until my TV switched itself on suddenly, and I acted quickly, getting into a stance thinking it was a form of danger. But it wasn't send I let out a sigh of relief. Leaving the kitchen, I found the glaring TV on a popular news channel in Sinnoh. I started to wonder how it switched on but I left it to the hotel controlling them. I was about to ignore it and walk away until I heard something which caught my attention.

"...the title for Champion of Sinnoh had been taken recently." The news reporter, a blonde, green-eyed woman said, facing the camera. In the background, I searched for any evidence of who must've beat the previous champion, Tommy Salvig. He was the best trainer in Sinnoh and a true Pokémon Master, deserving of his title but now it had been taken?

I saw Tommy with a defeated but accepting look, and a smile on his face for the new Champion. He was short, had brown hair and orange eyes and was well muscled. All over, confetti flew with shining lights and a huge cheering crowd. Anxiously, I took another sip from my coffee in anticipation of the new Champion.

"Tommy Salvig, the best of the best Pokémon trainers in Sinnoh, who had reigned for years has finally been taken over. By who?" The new reporter rhetorically questioned with a huge grin on her face. She moved away from the camera, letting us see the man himself on a grand chair, red carpet beneath him. She opened her arms to the new Champion. I dropped my cup, shards of glass scattered across the carpet and liquid swimming around, mouth agape. However, I didn't even need to hear this person's name to know who it was.

I would recognise those cyan eyes, the smug smirk and black hair any day in my life. That horrible person. The person that left me to fulfil his dream, and now he had done it. And I hated it, I hated life, I hated him, I hated everything. But he wasn't going to maintain this position for long I vowed silently, determination making its way into me.

"Cyan Jackson."

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When I exited my flat, I started muttering a string of curses on my way to who knows where. My day had been ruined by the unbelievable news about my father becoming champion.

I was so frustrated and angry at this, at how unfair it was. I just wanted to punch a wall to let out all this steam, maybe even hurt a random person - as long as they were not necessarily a good person. I just wanted to beat someone up, hurt someone, feel the sensation of giving pain. That was the thing about my world, we'd have ways to blow off steam but here, you had to fight Pokèmon, it just wasn't the same.

I casually zipped up my hoodie, calming myself before I actually ripped it off. But how could this happen? Angrily, I grinded my teeth and kept walking down the desolate path to the city centre. For some reason, it was a bright day, the sun was blazing down as if laughing at my misfortune while making everyone else happy with this weather.

I contemplated whether to take out Croconaw and have a chat with him about it but he was a Pokémon, there was only so much he could do. Letting out a shout of frustration towards the heavens, I turned to my right and directly punched the wall - obviously not with my full strength. A chunk of brick dropped out with sediment following it down.

Not bothering to look back, I headed forward at a steady pace to the busiest part of Sinnoh. On my way, I was walking awarely through a labyrinth of alleys and dark areas. I guessed this was the dangerous part of Sinnoh (as in where people beat up your 'Pokèmon' and ran away with your money). Why don't people just fight back instead of pulling out a Pokèmon?

My line of thought cut off until I heard it. The screams. I came to a halt, spreading out my senses and trying to hear. They were… screams. Yells of desperation and help. Confusion sprouted in me and so I attempted to locate the voices. It was difficult with the voice bouncing off several walls. I ran straight took a right, then left, then another but I was nowhere nearer. Sweat trickled down the side of my forehead, not wanting for injuries and death on my hand.

With no other option, I used my demigod powers, sensing the water within my surrounding area. And to the north east, there was a girl, and four men surrounding her. I tried to make out what they were saying from their loving mouths but I think it was very dry, as their voice didn't vibrate any water particles. Soon, I was in the world of the living and not my mind, letting it gasps of breath from the energy I used. It wasn't that it was hard, more I hadn't used it much.

With newfound resolve, I sprinted to where I remember they were, mapping out the route. Right, left, straight, left, straight, right, straight, left and straight. I stopped when I saw the 4 of them walk towards her. They were all wearing black vests with a similar design, a bandana and dark jeans and shoes, and were holding pokéballs in hand. The one at the front was the shortest, flanked by another short and a tall person on his left, and a muscled one on his right. The short guy, who I guessed was the leader, sneered in disgust and stepped forward intimidatingly towards the girl standing on the alley wall.

The darkness hid her from my view so I couldn't really describe her, other than the fact she had guts. Using the pokéball, I guessed, in her hand, she swatted the man in the face causing him to trip backwards slightly. In the light shade, I could make out his lips curl up into a cruel smirk.

"I was originally going to only take your money, phone - everything you had. But now…" He glanced behind him as he spoke evilly. "I think we have a better use for you. Might as well take you too." His 'gang' only hissed in approval. Spitting of to the side, the man only grinned before backhanding the girl across the face, sending her sprawling against the dirty wall. She slowly backed into it until she could could go no further and all the man did was scene just made me furious and combined with my already pent up hatred, I wanted to hurt them so bad with my bubbling emotions.

Instantly, I ran across the huge gap between the two sides. My first step pounded into the ground and they all swivelled into my direction, in confusion, shock and then delight. Every second made me go faster, blood pumping, heart pounding and getting me more worked up.

They made way for the midget and he spoke with disdain. "Kid, don't try and be a superhero. Leave us alo-" He was cut short when my fist collided into his jaw, with a satisfying crunch. He was sent sprawling across the cold floor as they looked at me in shock. He got back up and spat some saliva to his left and laughed mirthlessly. "It seems we have fighter." Dramatically, he wiped the blood dribbling off his lip. "Go get him! I'll handle the girl."

I'd didn't waste time as the muscled man came at me with his fist raised with a sneer but I just easily deflected it into the wall. I could see pain flash in his eyes when I brought my fist to his ribs. The tall guy loomed around him and stormed towards me, and with his long leg, attempted a kick. My demigod skills kicking in, I used my forearm to deflect his leg to the side while I just grabbed it with my left. Rapidly, I pulled him towards me as I saw him look in astonishment until my elbow smashed his nose. He fell backwards from the force of my hit, blood splattering on me and him.

Instantaneously, I turned towards the short guy and muscled person as they rushed me in an attempt to outnumber me. I glared menacingly and they hesitated slightly in their run but their loyalty overcame them. Loyalty.

It just fueled my resentment because when the strong thug tried to punch me with his friend trying a punch to my other side. With ease, I brought my right hand over the strings arm as it came towards me, twisted my wrist so I had grabbed it on my right of his forearm and pulled harshly. He was dragged in front of me as the small guy punched the strong dude chasing him to cough in pain. I brought his hand behind his back and violently pushed him forward causing their heads to collide strongly.

They shouted in agony as I carried on my fight and punched the muscled man directly across his cheek, sending him into the wall in a heap right before I kicked the small thug in the chest several metres away. The tall man came forward and was cautious, learning from his mistakes but he was still no match me for me. He was wasting time so I jumped forward and then as quickly, backwards causing him to fall for my trick as his fist flew forward. I caught it as soon his other one came forward which I both held. With my strength, I squeezed effortlessly and crushed his hand as he yelled out in pain and dropped to his knees where I sent him unconscious with a powerful knee into the face. Blood pooled out of his nose as he lay there silently.

I looked around. Three bodies lay still on the floor, red liquid seeping out of their bodies and gathering around them. I realised the leader was missing and looked up and froze.

The small man, with a blood clot now on his lip smiled at me. He had an arm wrapped around the girl from the front with a pistol brought up to her head. Somehow, she was still in the inky shade of the buildings and lack of sun while the man was half visible.

"Don't move or this pretty girl gets shot." He warned, shoving the barrel into the side of her head and I barely made out the girl flinch. I wanted to save her and so I wracked my brains as he slowly moved away, still holding the girl hostage. Until I realised that I had demigod powers, or more specifically, my water ones.

I grinned in accomplishment while the man just looked at me vexed. I closed my eyes and deeply concentrated in the water molecules, the ones in me, the puddles behind me, the moss on the walls and the particles in the thug. Successful, I clenched fist and relished the man's visible confusion when he stopped retreating and became frozen in place.

His eyes dared to me and my smile grew wider when I casually walked forward. Sweat trickled down the side of his forehead as the girl saw me just place his hands back to his side and pull the girl to the side gently.

"What-what-what is this sorcery! Why cannot I move! This is you isn't it kid!" The man screamed while he withheld his shouts of agony. He glared with hatred at me. "Release me or I'll kill you and that girl next to you!"

I just laughed, my voice echoing on the walls around me. "Look at the state you're in." I gestured to himself. "I don't think you're the one in the position to make demands, as I can always up the pain?" I suggested as he gulped and shook his head violently no.

I moved to the side and presented the man to the girl and said, "Do the honours if you'd like." I didn't actually expect her to come forwards and with all her force, knees him directly in the balls. That must've hurt I thought. I winced for the man slightly as his face invented a new shade of red until I shut him up when he kneeled and the girl moved away, with a knees to the face sending him to the realm of unconsciousness. I willed the water to my hands, restoring my hands back to normal without any bruises. I looked around at the mess I caused as the water fluidly flew back to its puddle when I heard a startled gasp.

Finally, I turned around to look at the victim. I slightly widened my eyes but I kept myself at bay. She has lavender eyes, with a darker lavender shade as her hair which fell smoothly down her back in a loose ponytail. She had a turquoise puffed sleeve top matching with a white pair of harem trousers, and on her feet, a light brown pair of sandals. She had a hand covering her mouth as she pointed between the downed men, me and the pool of water.

"H-how d-did you do that?" She stuttered out afraid.

I took a step forward and placated her with a 'calm down' gesture but she just backed away as I went forward. I noticed this and decided to talk and so she could give me a chance.

"Look ma'am, I beat up those people and protected you," I motioned to the disgusting people on the floor and continued. "so can't you give me a chance to speak up for myself? So you can trust me?" I looked her straight in the eyes and she realised I was being honest.

Hesitantly, she nodded and became less tense and so did I as my adrenaline was leaving my body now. I put my hands up in a sign of peace and walked to a position in front of her. I put my hand out and she shaked it to which I smiled at happily.

"Percy Jackson. And you are..?" I questioned.

"Winona Dash." She replied with a tint of red on her cheeks and a small smile.

She coughed nervously and thanked me. "Well I guess, thanks, uh, a lot for the help out there or else they would've done… things to me." She shivered. "But anyway. How did you, someone the same age as me, beat all of them up and do that weird water thingy?" She inquired with a raised eyebrow and crossed arms.

I scratched the back of my neck with a sigh, looking away. "Well…" I desperately racked my mind for some perfect lie to tell her that was plausible. "I guess I had a rough childhood and fought a lot. And please, I'm not that young, only 12 and almost 13 in the next few months." I said defensively and she thought over how I said 12, I smirked. Me, 12? I technically had just hit my thirtieth year. I snorted at the thought.

I saw her look at quizzically and remove the expression. "You didn't answer my question? How did you do the water moving thing?" Damn, she was cleverer than I thought and I think I saw her grin slightly.

I shrugged in response. "Magic…?" It came out more as a question than a statement. She sighed irritatedly. "Look, I can't tell you Winona, I would but I just… can't. I'm sorry. Although it is magic." The way she looked at me as if I was a creature about to be experimented on.

She gave up and replied. "Fine, keep your secrets but I will find out eventually. And ah-" She cut herself off as she dropped onto the wall, leaning on it. I quickly went to her side and held her upright.

"Look, do you trust me?" Slowly, Winona nodded in apprehension. "Watch the magic." I brought one hand over her arms, concentrating on healing her, courtesy of Apollo. Starting of small, a bright light formed in my hands, spreading over her arms and healing her of any bruises. I repeated this on her legs where she had several grazes. She looked astonished, rubbing her arms and thighs continuously.

"How- what- is this?" She babbled out and when she looked at me, leaving her to her revelation; I just winked in reply.

"Magic." I ominously answered her questions. She growled slightly with red on her face as she looked down again, but I knew she wasn't angry.

"Sorry for the weird replies but I can't tell you. Like I can't otherwise I would out of honesty." I point out to her.

She exhales in resignation. "Winona." I begin as she glanced at me. "I know you're not in the best state right now so why don't you and I head to my house so you can freshen up?" I offered to her.

She contemplated it and took the offers, unsurely. "Trust me." I then touched her and we both dissipated into thousands of water molecules, condensing into bodies again in my apartment. Winona instantly bent over and vomited everywhere but my reflexes saved the carpet. With a flick of my hand, all her water flew into the toilet which I flushed with a hand of water.

I pointed to where the bathroom is. "The bathroom is there so you may to a shower and clean yourself. I'll leave some spare clothes I can get for you outside the door. And no, I won't look." I assured her but it didn't reduce her hesitation.

All I did was sigh in exhaustion.

This was going to be a looong day.

[End of Chapter]

A/N: Hey readers. I know, bad chapter, it was already insane to write this chapter.

We all know I do this writing for myself, for you to read so I can be free and throw all my ideas on the internet. And to be really damn honest, I did enjoy this story but the motivation and will to continue this story died out while I didn't have any means to write for this story - and for that, I'm really fucking sorry. Honestly.

I know, not an excuse to stop a story. But I can't really do shit, when I wrote this chapter, I wrote this because it felt like a need that I had to - a job, a responsibility to send something out to you guys and that just isn't what FanFiction is about.

God, for fuck's sake, I feel like complete shit. I read the review and several people wanted a chapter and I did too, every day I checked on the PS4. I apologise to those that have waited months for something great and I posted this rubbish.

So… I'm throwing this story on hiatus! I know, I'm not going to leave this story, just going to start another. You might be like: 'But you said you have no bloody motivation?'

But hey, I have the will to write something new and splash some new shit on a screen. It's going to be a High School DxD and PJO crossover, because I recently watched it and hey, ideas are born. Hopefully you'll enjoy it but I don't know how good it'll be. I'll probably post less content weekly because I realised I post way too much too quickly.

So all in all, goodbye from the Pokémon world and if you wanna hop into another, go right ahead into a world full of Greek shit and devils and fallen angels!

Anyway, I do feel like a dick about this but hey, life is life. Review this story and tell me what you think about the new crossover I shall post soon!

Peace out.