A/N-So I don't remember this scene to well so you'll just have to forgive me as I skip through some stuff.

Thalia Pov-

Before I knew it, dracanea's were on us and despite our efforts to fight back, we had been cornered. I strained against the monster that held me, hoping to jerk free of her vice grip. It was useless and we were pushed into an arena that looked haphazard—as if toddlers had designed it.

Giants, demigods, telekhines, and dracaena filled the arena, hungry for our blood. In the midst of this monster get together, I noticed my ex friend, Luke Castellan standing there with an evil grin. Just the sight of him made my blood boil. I wanted to rearrange parts of his body while I still had the chance.

"Look what we have here—Demigods, a mortal, a satyr, and a cyclops. What an interesting mix." A voice said, sending chills down my back. The voice belonged to a large giant wearing a loincloth and his skin was a dark shade of red, etched blue wave designs.

"Anateus." Annabeth recognized him.

"Smart girl," The giant smiled cruelly. "Look them up and let Poseidon's brat fight me. I want to see what he's made out of."

"Oh you know," Percy stuck his hands in pockets before grinning. "The usual—65% water, 35% awesome."

"Well look who decided to show up," Luke teased as we were dragged into seats to watch Percy fight.

Percy sighed. "Always a pleasure seeing you too, Luke."

"You're the upstart, Percy Jackson. A son of Poseidon; my brother."

"It's always nice to meet another fan." Percy said, smiling innocently.

"Enough chit chat, fight me!" Anateus roared.

"First things first," Percy swallowed hard, I could tell he was about to try to negotiate with a monster and every fiber in my being wanted to scream a disapproval. "If I win-you free my friends and I, but swear on Styx."

Anateus nodded as thundered clapped overhead. "I agree to your terms, but if I win—I kill your friends."

Apparently Percy agreed on behalf of our lives and pulled out a black sword. My friend circled the giant, anticipating his moves, and then lunged at him.

It was so quick, I only saw Percy wrapping Antaeus in chains then stabbing him. Sand poured and Antaeus dissolved, leaving just a loincloth.

"Jackson!" Luke yelled. "I should have killed you long ago!"

"You tried," Percy reminded. "Let us go, we had a sworn agreement with Antaeus."

"Antaeus is dead," Luke said. "Take them away; Lord Kronos will deal with Jackson."

I kicked and bit as they shoved us all into a cell. Percy groaned and I looked at him. And for the first time, I realized something.

And what I see left me unable to speak, blink, or move.

Percy was undeniably beautiful, with his shiny, jet black hair that hit just shy of his shoulders and the curves around his high sculpted cheekbones, but when he reached my gaze, I saw those sea green eyes framed by lashes so thick and lush they almost seem unreal. And his lips!

His lips were ripe and inviting with a perfect Cupid's bow.

Percy noticed my scrutiny. "What?"

"Nothing. I just hadn't realized you know, you're sort of beautiful?" I said, stupidly.

"Thalia!" Everyone yelled.

"Hey Thalia," Percy whispered. "If this doesn't work out, I'll give you call."

Annabeth's face was absolutely mortified.

"You should; I'm a joy." I said.

"Looks like pretty boy's got swag," Nico punched his old friend.

"It's nice to have you back, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth smiled.

"It's nice to be back, Wisegirl." Percy said. A small golden spot appeared on Percy's shirt.

"What's going on?" He murmured."We're leaving, now." He said taking his shirt off, his hands flashed and we stood on Olympus; while the gods were having a meeting.

Poseidon (and Aphrodite) noticed that Percy didn't have a shirt.

"Son," He said. "Where is your shirt?"

"Never mind that, I need your help." Percy waved the subject off..

"You might want to get a shirt first." Artemis suggested, covering her eyes.

"Do you have a problem with my shirt being off, Artemis?" Percy asked, making the goddess blush.

He blinked and he had a blue v-neck on. "How'd you do that?" Asked Grover.

"That's exactly why I need your help; I don't know how I'm doing this." Percy pointed out.

Suddenly, a huge fog appeared, and when it evaporated three old ladies with yarn and scissors emerged.

"The fates," Athena whispered.

The woman in the middle looked annoyed. "We have names, you know." She stated. Her voice was ancient and papery.

"I'm Em, this is Anne-" She pointed to the her left. "This is Lee Anna Robinson." Em pointed to her right.

"Perseus Orion Jackson," They addressed Percy simultaneously. "You're not who you think you are. Long ago, the primordial gods foresaw the past heroes, such as Theseus, Troy, and Hercules. They had good intentions but greed overpowered them. The primordial gods decided that when the time came, they needed a pure hero. Thus you were created with each one if their powers inside you. A millennium later, you were inserted into Sally Jackson and she conceived you. The primordials restricted your powers until the time was right, only allowed you access to water; so you could appear as a son of Poseidon."

They paused and the middle woman-Em-continued. "Now you have returned and consequently, the prophecy resumes-we have aged you to sixteen as the prophecy requires. We don't know who you really are but you must complete your destiny which was set for you." With that, they vanished."

Percy looked down, no emotion crossed his face.

"Percy?" Rachel asked, concerned.

Percy Jackson didn't look up; he just slipped inside the elevator and went down.

A/N-In future chapters, I'll elaborate on Percy's developing powers and which primordial beings they came from. Please leave a review telling me how I did and I hope you have a good day!