New York

August 2000

3rd person POV:

Sally Jackson was at her apartment baking cookies when it happened; her water broke. She yelled for her neighbors as she tried to waddle as fast as she could out of her apartment. Luckily one of her neighbors down the hall heard her. Arthur, a man in his late forties, responded to Sally's shouts. When he rushed out of his apartment to find the overly-pregnant women rushing to the elevator. Well as much as she could rush. He quickly came to the 23-year-old's aid. The elevator ride was quick due to the fact that they were only on the second floor. But during that time Sally had already broke into a sweat and became short of breath.

As quickly as Arthur could he escorted the pregnant women to his car parked on the street. As he drove he prayed to whoever was listening that there would be a little traffic as the pair made their way to the nearest hospital. Sometime during the drive Sally turned deathly pale, her raven black hair matted against her forehead and her breath shorten some more, if that is even possible. Soon they reached the hospital with little traffic stopping them, a miracle in itself. When they pulled over, Arthur got a sudden spurt of adrenaline and picked up Sally bridal style and carried her into the emergency room. At this point Sally was starting to cry and scream in pain. Soon the duo was swarmed by doctors and nurses. Arthur set Sally down on the gurney someone brought out and as quick as lightning Sally was rolled back into the hospital leaving her neighbor behind to fill out the paperwork a nurse gave to him.

A few minutes later a man walked in. He wore a skin tight white t-shirt and light blue jeans. He had a golden tan and a head full of blond hair. The mystery man walked up to the receptionist desk and said a few quick words. The lady behind the desk typed quickly on her keyboard. She spoke softly to the man and pointed to Arthur. The mystery man nodded in understanding and turned around. Now that he was facing Arthur, he could see that the mystery man had golden eyes and a solemn look on his face. Then the pair of golden eyes landed on Arthur and mystery man walked briskly towards him.

"Did you bring Sally Jackson here? I am her brother, Apollo," the mystery man asked in sad,quiet voice. It was almost as he knew something bad was going to happen. Arthur was stunned at the prospect of this man being Sally's brother. They look nothing alike. But here he is.

"Um, yes. Yes I did. I am her neighbor, Arthur." He didn't know what to make of Sally's brother. He didn't even know that he existed. Then again, Arthur didn't talk to Sally all that much. He should change that after her child is born and try to be a good neighbor. Arthur was brought out of thoughts when Apollo spoke again.

"Thank you. Your services are no longer needed, I can take it from here." He spoke with such authority and power that Arthur felt like the minority and he had no choice but to obey his command.

"Alright. Tell Sally that I wish her the best and that I shall see here around." Arthur stood up and left oblivious to the fact that Sally won't be coming back.

Apollo POV

I can't believe I am actually doing this. She took my prediction and weaved such a devilish idea. I never expected a maiden goddess to accept what will be sure to be a boy. And if Uncle P found out, well we will all be fed to the kraken. But if it did work, the possibilities are endless. In a few minutes Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon will be born but unfortunately his mortal mother will pass on to the underworld. The doctor came out just as expected.

"Are you here for a Ms. Sally Jackson?" The doctor addressed to me bringing me out of my thoughts of my favorite possibilities. The doctor wore a solemn look on his face which means phase one the plan will start to take place.

"Yes. How is everything? Is Sally okay? Is it her child?" I decided to play the part of a worried brother even though I already know what happened.

The doctor looked uncomfortable before replying, "Unfortunately Ms. Jackson passed away during labor. But she was able to give birth to a handsome baby boy. She did have the privilege to name him before she passed on. She named him Perseus Theseus Jackson"

"May I see him?" I asked, ready to carry out the plan from here. The doctor led me down several white hall corridors until we reached where they held the newborns. I already knew which one was Percy instantly. He radiated an aura that rivaled most minor gods. I have to get him out of here before any monsters sniffed him out. As soon as the doctor stopped in front of the crib, I used the mist against him.

"You do not remember me being here," I said.

"I do not remember you being here," he parroted back.

"Perseus Jackson did not make it."

"Perseus Jackson did not make it."

"Good. I will be leaving now." I picked up Percy and walked out of the room. I couldn't help but think wow, sometimes I really love messing with mortals. I walked straight to my sun chariot. With a wave of my hand my sun chariot in its red mustang two-seater gained a back seat and a baby car seat. Carefully I laid Percy in his car seat and buckle him up. I made sure he was all nice and cozy with the blue blanket the hospital gave him. I jumped into the front seat drove off to my penthouse I keep in upper Manhattan.

When I get there I already found every I need to keep the demigod infant happy and safe until the next phase of the plan. That maiden goddess better know what she is doing or we all will end up in Tartarus.

A/N: Hey fellow readers! Thanks for reading. I hope you like the first chapter. I been hoping for a story like this for a while so I decided to take matters in my own hands and let my creative juices flow. So follow, favorite and review. Don't be hater when you review if you don't like it, don't read it. Constructive criticism is welcomed. Thanks to my best friend for editing. Happy Holidays!