"My name is Percy Jackson. Now who are you?" I didn't get an answer for a while. He just stared at me like I had dropped from outer space. While I was waiting for him to answer I noticed a little more about him. He was a little taller than me. Maybe 6' 3" (I was 5' 6") he had untamed raven black hair (like me except mine was curly) and sea green eyes (also like mine). He even looked about my age, which was 15. Was it possible my dad had sired another demigod beside me?

That couldn't be it. This guy would have surely been found by Camp, if of course he was one of my siblings. He had been staring at for a while now.

"Done staring? I believe I asked you a question." I told him.

He snapped out of his trance immediately. I waited. Finally he spoke. "Your name is Percy Jackson? Is this a joke?"

Did he just call me a joke? Even though this guy could have saved my life, I jumped at him. Still not fully out of his trance he was slow to react… And had no idea we were on a hill. We tumbled down the large hill, and I kept my hands at his throat.

"Ack...I-...didn-...it-...tha-...way." He said when we hit the bottom.

"Then what did you mean?" I asked him releasing my hands. I don't usually trust people so quickly (especially after they had insulted me), but there was something about this guy that seemed so… I don't know… comfortable?

"Then what did you mean?"

"I thought this might have been a joke. I have a couple friends whose sole purpose in life is to mess with people."

"Okay... But, why do you think I'm a joke?" I was seriously confused now, and hurt.

He was taken aback. "No no no no no no." he said waving his hands. "That really was a mistake. I'm really sorry if I hurt your feelings"

"None taken" He paused. "Continue" I said.

"Well," he scratched the back of his neck. "my name is Percy Jackson too. That's why I thought I was being pranked." He stared at me. I just stared back. Not sure what to think. I had never met anyone with my name before, and we look similar. Wait a minute...

"When's your birthday?" I blurted out. My own birthday was the only thing I remember from my "first life" as I like to call it.

"August 18th. Why?"

I froze. "Are we... Could we be..." I faltered.

"Could we be what?" He asked impatiently. Then he seemed to get the message. "Do you know your parents." He said quickly, "Have you been attacked by anything?"

Wait a minute. He already knew he was a half-blood.

As requested by my sister, the next chapter will be about Percell's "first life". I know this is a boring chapter, but this is my first story so cut me some slack! I hope you like the next chapter better!

-Percy'sTwin