Percy's POV

Mr. Brunner led the museum tour. He rode up front in his wheelchair, guiding us through the big echoey galleries, past marble statues and glass cases full of really old black-and-orange pottery. It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years. "Longer than that girl" Athena said. He gathered us around a thirteen-foot-tall stone column with a big sphinx on the top, and started telling us how it was a grave marker, steel, for a girl about our age. He told us about the carvings on the sides. I was trying to listen to what he had to say, because it was kind of interesting, but everybody around me was talking, and every time I told them to shut up, the other teacher chaperone, Mrs. Dodds, would give me the evil eye. "At least you're trying" Annabeth said. Mrs. Dodds was this little math teacher from Georgia who always wore a black leather jacket, even though she was fifty years old. She looked mean enough to ride a Harley right into your locker. "Harleys are my ride! Not any teachers!" Ares said. She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when our last math teacher had a nervous breakdown. "Probably caused by Mrs. Dodds" Poseidon said. "Wait! She's married?" Aphrodite asked. "I don't think so but, I have to ask someone I know" I asked Nico. "No," he said fastly " not at all. How could you think that?" From her first day, Mrs. Dodds loved Nancy Bobofit and figured I was devil spawn. She would point her crooked finger at me and say, "Now, honey," real sweet, and I knew I was going to get after-school detention for a month. "You poor poor thing" Hermes said. One time, after she'd made me erase answers out of old math workbooks until midnight, I told Grover I didn't think Mrs. Dodds was human. He looked at me, real serious, and said, "You're absolutely right." Poseidon eyed Hades suspiciously.

Mr. Brunner kept talking about Greek funeral art. Finally, Nancy Bobofit snickered something about the naked guy on the steel, "No respect" Athena said. and I turned around and said, "Will you shut up?" It came out louder than I meant it to. The whole group laughed. Mr. Brunner stopped his story. "Mr. Jackson," he said, "did you have a comment?" My face was totally red. I said, "No, sir." Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele. "Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?" I looked at the carving, and felt a flush of relief, because I actually recognized it. "That's Kronos eating his kids, right?" The elder Gods shuddered at the mention of that memory of that experience. "Yes," Mr. Brunner said, obviously not satisfied. "And he did this because ..." "Well..." I racked my brain to remember. "Kronos was the king god,

"GOD?!" Zeus and Hera yelled and jumped up. Thunder cracked in the distance. "Peace my siblings" Poseidon said standing in front of me with the other older gods "Chiron will correct my first and only daughter ever even immortal ones." I looked at Poseidon and the other older gods grateful that they stood up for me. "He better" Zeus grumbled and he and Hera sat down.

"And—" "God?" Mr. Brunner asked. "See?" Poseidon said. "Titan," I corrected myself. "And ... he didn't trust his kids, who were the gods. So, um, Kronos ate them, right? But his wife hid baby Zeus, and gave Kronos a rock to eat instead. And later, when Zeus grew up, he tricked his dad, Kronos, into barfing up his brothers and sisters—" "Because I'm amazingly awesome" Zeus said "I am the king GOD!". Even his own daughter Thalia rolled their eyes but Hera who nodded. "Eeew!" said one of the girls behind me. "—and so there was this big fight between the gods and the Titans," I continued, "and the gods won." "Because we're amazing!" Apollo said. The people from my looked at each other knowing that this specific piece of history is destined to repeat itself. I started crying rembering all the loses of people that died under my command. Leo and my cousins rubbed my back till I was only leaking tears. Leo put my face in his stomach for protection and Athena started reading again. Some snickers from the group. Behind me, Nancy Bobofit mumbled to a friend, "Like we're going to use this in real life. Like it's going to say on our job applications, 'Please explain why Kronos ate his kids.'" "And why, Mr. Jackson," Brunner said, "to paraphrase Miss Bobofit's excellent question, does this matter in real life?" "Busted!" Hermes said. "Busted," Grover muttered. "Great now I'm thinking like a satyr" Hermes said. "Shut up," Nancy hissed her face even brighter red than her hair. At least Nancy got packed, too. Mr. Brunner was the only one who ever caught her saying anything wrong. He had radar ears. I thought about his question, and shrugged. "I don't know, sir." "In honesty Chiron shouldn't have asked Percy that. It only applies to her" Athena said. "I see." Mr. Brunner looked disappointed. "Well, half credit, Mr. Jackson. Zeus did indeed feed Kronos a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course, being immortal gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him to pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains in Tartarus, the darkest part of the Underworld. On that happy note, it's time for lunch. Mrs. Dodds, would you lead us back outside?" The class drifted off, the girls holding their stomachs, the guys pushing each other around and acting like doofuses. "Don't all boys?" Artemis asked and Thalia nodded. I was about to say that's not true but, Artemis beat me too it. "Well," she corrected "only the nice boys that help out my favorite demigoddess of the decade." Leo smiled and I just quickly smiled at him still teary eyed.

Grover and I were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson." I knew that was coming. I told Grover to keep going. Then I turned toward Mr. Brunner. "Sir?" Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go— intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything. "Older than that I believe...he was a child of Kronos so yeah, older than that" Athena said.

"You must learn the answer to my question," Mr. Brunner told me. "About the Titans?" "About real life. And how your studies apply to it." "Oh." "What you learn from me," he said, "is vitally important. I expect you to treat it as such. I will accept only the best from you, Persephone Jackson." I wanted to get angry, this guy pushed me so hard. I mean, sure, it was kind of cool on tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What ho!'" and challenged us, sword-point against chalk, to run to the board and name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what god they worshipped. "Not even I could do that!" Athena said. But Mr. Brunner expected me to be as good as everybody else, despite the fact that I have dyslexia and attention deficit disorder and I had never made above a C— in my life. No—he didn't expect me to be as good; he expected me to be better. And I just couldn't learn all those names and facts, much less spell them correctly. I mumbled something about trying harder, while Mr. Brunner took one long sad look at the steel, like he'd been at this girl's funeral. "Probably was" Zeus said. He told me to go outside and eat my lunch.

The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where we could watch the foot traffic along Fifth Avenue. Overhead, a huge storm was brewing, with clouds blacker than I'd ever seen over the city. I figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York State had been weird since Christmas. We'd had massive snow storms, flooding, and wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in. "Poseidon and Zeus are arguing again" Athena said. "This sounds like more than a mere argument...it would seem as if they were really fighting!" Hera said. "About what though?" Ares said. "I don't have a clue, they just seem really angry" Artemis said and Athena's eyes went wide and she looked at Annabeth. "The bolt?" she mouthed and Annabeth nodded slightly. It all made sense to her now...the LIGHTNING thief...the bolt was stolen and Zeus blames Poseidon thus, the fighting. Athena sighed. "What is it Athena?" Zeus said. "Nothing father" Athena replied.

Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the guys were pelting pigeons with Lunchables crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, "Sounds like a child of Hermes" Apollo commented and looked at Hermes who shook his head. "She ain't mine" Hermes said. and, of course, Mrs. Dodds wasn't seeing a thing. Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. We thought that maybe if we did that, everybody wouldn't know we were from that school—the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere. "Smart" Apollo said and Hermes nodded. "Detention?" Grover asked. "Nah," I said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean—I'm not a genius." Grover didn't say anything for a while. Then, when I thought he was going to give me some deep philosophical comment to make me feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?" People laughed and Grover blushed. "All satyrs are the same" Dionysus said and took a drink of the diet Coke in his hands. I didn't have much of an appetite, so I let him take it.

I watched the stream of cabs going down Fifth Avenue, and thought about my mom's apartment, only a little ways uptown from where we sat. I hadn't seen her since Christmas. I wanted so bad to jump in a taxi and head home. She'd hug me and be glad to see me, but she'd be disappointed, too. She'd send me right back to Yancy, remind me that I had to try harder, even if this was my sixth school in six years and I was probably going to be kicked out again. I wouldn't be able to stand that sad look she'd give me. "Awwwwwwwww" the girls cooed. Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate celery while he read a paperback novel. A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a motorized cafe table. "Nice" Annabeth said.

I was about to unwrap my sandwich when Nancy Bobofit appeared in front of me with her ugly friends—I guess she'd gotten tired of stealing from the tourists—and dumped her half-eaten lunch in Grover's lap. "Oooooooooh fight!" Ares said and threw his hands in the air. "Oops." She grinned at me with her crooked teeth. Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray-painted her face with liquid Cheetos. "Ewwwwwwww" Aphrodite cringed. I tried to stay cool. The school counselor had told me a million times, "Count to ten, get control of your temper." But I was so mad my mind went blank. A wave roared in my ears. I don't remember touching her, but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain, screaming, "Percy pushed me!" Mrs. Dodds materialized next to us. Some of the kids were whispering: "Did you see—" "—the water—" "—like it grabbed her—" "Cool!" Apollo said. I didn't know what they were talking about. All I knew was that I was in trouble again.

As soon as Mrs. Dodds was sure poor little Nancy was okay, promising to get her a new shirt at the museum gift shop, etc., etc., Mrs. Dodds turned on me. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if I'd done something she'd been waiting for all semester. "Now, honey—" "I know," I grumbled. "A month erasing workbooks." Hermes groaned. "Never guess your punishment!" Hermes said and Connor and Travis nodded.That wasn't the right thing to say. "Come with me," Mrs. Dodds said. "Wait!" Grover yelped. "It was me. I pushed her." "Awwwwwwwww" the girls cooed. "What a good friend" Aphrodite said and made a mental note to give Grover a good girlfriend later. I stared at him, stunned. I couldn't believe he was trying to cover for me. Mrs. Dodds scared Grover to death. She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trembled. "I don't think so, Mr. Underwood," she said. "But—" "You—will—stay—here." "Creepy and mean" Hermes commented."You don't know the half of it" I said. Grover looked at me desperately. "It's okay, man," I told him. "Thanks for trying." "Honey," Mrs. Dodds barked at me. "Now." Nancy Bobofit smirked. I gave her my deluxe I'll-kill-you-later stare.

"Not something you want to see." Leo said. "Her you mess with my friend's ill kill you are better 100 times. I swear right before the giant thing when we started secretly dating I saw a monster got killed. Granted that was after I got thrown into the wall but, still. She then went on that anger to become a killing machine. Right, after she warmed up killing about 1000 monsters she defeated mother earth. It was so amazing even Zeus had stopped what he was killing. Well, everyone stopped and started at her an me. Then Aphrodite squealed and it was confirmed that she and I where dating." All the people from my time nodded even though some where not happy. Namely the Octavian followers.

Then I turned to face Mrs. Dodds, but she wasn't there. She was standing at the museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at me to come on. How'd she get there so fast? I have moments like that a lot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I know I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it. The school counselor told me this was part of the ADHD, my brain misinterpreting things "I have a good feeling that it's not the ADHD" Athena said. I wasn't so sure. "I'm thinking like her now...great" Athena grumbled and read on. I went after Mrs. Dodds. Halfway up the steps, I glanced back at Grover. He was looking pale, cutting his eyes between me and Mr. Brunner, like he wanted Mr. Brunner to notice what was going on, "I did" Grover said. but Mr. Brunner was absorbed in his novel. I looked back up. Mrs. Dodds had disappeared again. She was now inside the building, at the end of the entrance hall. Okay, I thought. She's going to make me buy a new shirt for Nancy at the gift shop. "Probably not" Poseidon said. But apparently that wasn't the plan.

I followed her deeper into the museum. When I finally caught up to her, we were back in the Greek and Roman section. Except for us, the gallery was empty. "No witnesses" Ares said hoping for some action. Mrs. Dodds stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek gods. She was making this weird noise in her throat, like growling. "Growling?" Zeus asked. Even without the noise, I would've been nervous. It's weird being alone with a teacher, especially Mrs. Dodds. Something about the way she looked at the frieze, as if she wanted to pulverize it... "Probably did" Annabeth commented. "You've been giving us problems, honey," she said. I did the safe thing. I said, "Yes, ma'am." She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it?" The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil. She's a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she's going to hurt me. "Wrong" said Nico. I said, "I'll—I'll try harder, ma'am." "That's not the right answer Percy" Grover said. Thunder shook the building. "We are not fools, Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodds said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain." I didn't know what she was talking about. All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy I'd been selling out of my dorm room. "NICE! You smuggle it in then sell it! Awesome!" Hermes said. Or maybe they'd realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book.

"Percy it's a good book!" Annabeth said. "I don't like reading...dyslexia" I said. "Oh yeah...I'm going to get you a copy that's in ancient Greek and make you read it next summer" Annabeth said. "No" I said. "I will" Annabeth answered. I sighed then decided to put her to shut up. "Really," I said "how the hell am I going to read a book when I deal with the first demigod- demigoddess twins! I really expect you to be wiser Annabel." Annabeth was being a real bitch sense Nico seemed to care for me after I feel into hell. Annabeth thought he was cheating on her for real. Actually, before that too. I asked Travis on my first quest instead of her. Truth be told I only deal with her cause she is Nico's wife. Leo didn't like her either.

"Well?" she demanded. "Ma'am, I don't..." "Your time is up," she hissed. Then the weirdest thing happened. Her eyes began to glow like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice me to ribbons.

"YOU SENT A FURY AFTER MY FIRST DAUGHTER?! SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHO SHE EVEN IS YET?!" Poseidon yelled at Hades and a squall of boats went down in the Atlantic region. Hades palled and tried to calm him down. It wasn't working so I decided to step in. "Daddy," I said really sweet "uncle H. did have a resin but, you will find out in the end. It is really Uncle Drama you should be mad at." Poseidon smiled at me. Then he smiled sheepishly at Hades. Then, there was something you really didn't want to see. He glared at Zeus so hard Leo whimpered. Leo never whimpers after he helped me deliver his and mine first child. Athena continued.

Then things got even stranger. Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand. "What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air. I smiled. Mrs. Dodds lunged at me. With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword—Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on tournament day. "Riptide" I said and took out his pen and clicked it. I was holding his best weapon and a dangerous piece of celestial bronze. Mrs. Dodds spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes. My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the sword. "Wimp" Ares said and Poseidon didn't do anything because he was clutching his trident and was as pale as a ghost.She snarled, "Die, honey!" And she flew straight at me. Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that came naturally: I swung the sword. The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed clean through her body as if she were made of water. Hisss!

"You killed a fury on the first swing?" Ares asked and gave me a high-five and Hades narrowed his eyes at me. I being smart decided to taunt him. "It was easy compared to fighting and winning against their master." "You," Hades said "defeated me and lived. In how many years of training?" "Well," I said "I went only during summer and when I did defeat you it was 3 and ½ summers and 2 weeks on a winter break." Hades looked like a fish out of water so; I had to hide my laughs because I didn't want to get vaporized with my twins. The rest of the people from my time where doing the same.

"Mrs. Dodds was a sand castle in a power fan. She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur and a dying screech and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me. The half-bloods shivered. I was alone. There was a ballpoint pen in my hand. Mr. Brunner wasn't there. Nobody was there but me. My hands were still trembling. I was pretty sure I saw that. I was sure Mr. Brunner was lying to me somehow. There was another world with people like me. So, I went to find out. Also, I kept the pen that did turn into a sword. If I needed to defeat stuff like her then I was going to keep the freaking pen/ sword.

I went to Mr. Brunner or so that was what he called himself. "Ok," I said "as soon as we get back to school you owe me a full explanation. Until then, I'm keeping the sword/ pen." I stomped away from him and sat by Grover. "Hey," he asked " are you okay? You look a little pail." I nodded at him and said "I fucking hate field trips." He looked convinced and nodded back. Little did I know that he, Mr. Brunner, and a lot of powerful beings where waiting for me to join the live or die world.

The people from my time smiled sadly. What good friend I am. I lead a lot of people into a war with a good spin and a lot died. That happened all the time in my life. If I wasn't born it may have not been so tragic. The people (I'm just gonna say people as the people from Percy's time) all noticed my face and my cousins hugged me with Leo patting my back. I guess I really am bio-polar like that witch said. (The witch is Annabeth.) Athena continued with a look of disappointment at Mrs. Witch.

"That's the chapter. The next chapter is called "Three Old Ladies Nit the Socks of Death". Who wants to read now?" Athena asked cheerfully until the title made sense to her. She immediately paled to a unhealthy shade. Hades said "Zeus will cause he might be the cause of this chapter." All the gods and goddess nodded with him so Zeus had no choice.

End of Chapter 5

I hope you people like this chapter. It is kind of long though. I wanted to get though the first chapter in this chapter but, and more drama. When I read the fanfiction that other people write like this I wanted more action and drama. Also I never really liked Annabeth. In Rick Rioden's book I personally wish that Percy (male) ended up with Thalia. So, Thalia joins the Hunters but quits on Percy's birthday. I hope you like this. PLEASE REVIEW!

Bye for now and HAPPY THANKSGIVING IN THE U.S.A.

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