I'm sorry you said what?

Percy's POV:

What's going on? My mind is so foggy. It feels like I had the longest dream and I can't remember any of it. The last thing I remember is fighting this fallen angel and that Azazel dude. But that armor he put on was wicked. What the hell is a Balance Breaker? You know what, forget about it. Right now I need to go to Olympus. My vision was finally clearing up and the weight on my body was released.

However, I didn't like what I saw. I was in this huge dark room with a ceiling being at least 30 ft in the air and nothing else in sight, except for that Azazel guy and some other chick dressed in somewhat Japanese clothes. Her strong purple eyes judged me with such ferociousness I almost felt sorry. They went well with her purple eyes and big - what are those? I started to feel Annabeth would kill me if she were here, reminding me of my main goal.

"Where am I?," I asked," Why did you send your lackeys after me?" Azazel broke out in laughter.

"Dang kid I almost feel bad for you. You were plucked out of your world and sent to this messed up one. But at least that means I was right. HAAH! HAAH! Take that Micheal parallel universes do exist."

Parallel universes? What the hell is this old geezer talking about? He's getting senile.

The woman with the big ch- I mean purple hair snatched his shoulder fiercely. "Azazel this is not the time for this. I thought we were going to figure out what we were going to do with this kid.?"

Well, they're arguing I'm going to look for an escape plan. I don't have Riptide. Damn it. I have my body but the old dude is strong and I'm guessing the woman is no picnic either. Should I try summoning a hurricane like I did against Hyperion? But will it take them out?

"Look kid," Azazel began. "It may have been a breach of your privacy but I used my magic to scan through your memories. It wasn't easy thanks to your power but I got a glimpse of the last couple of hours. I hate to tell you kid but this is a different world and you're never seeing your loved ones again."

What? I didn't understand what he was saying. That after all that I would never be able to see my family, Mom again.

"You're lying!"

"I'm not. It's unfortunate but your 'Kronos' used the last of his power to kick you right out of space-time sending you to a similar but very different world. Here."

Oh, that's right. I remember his last threat. He promised me that I would never see my family again. That I would suffer a fate worse than death. Damn it. This can't be right. My fists cratered the ground. Tears overflowed. Mom, Paul, Annabeth, my friends I can't see them again. Why Kronos? Why couldn't you just stay dead? Why couldn't you have been a decent dad and have avoided it? Why? Why did the fates have to push me through all this just to end up at this horrible destination?

The woman with the - big chest whatever I don't care anymore approached me. "You know we're the Grigori and we have no problem taking in individuals like yourself who have nowhere to go."

"Oh, that's just a nice way to call me a freak to keep tabs on and use isn't it."

"Hey, that was totally uncalled for," she complained. "Also, my name is Penemue the Chief Secretary of the Fallen Angels."

"Look kid you tried your best you got sent to a different world so maybe life sucks. But hey in this world no one will use you to further their own goals like that. No gods bothering, using you to complete their chores, and threatening to disintegrate you if don't listen."

"That did get on my fucking nerves."

"But," Azazel continued. " That is unless you're strong enough to make those decisions yourself. Even including us, there are multiple factions such as the devils and angels that put their own interests first. And then who knows? You might reach the top of that. Maybe get a beautiful lady maybe ten you're a handsome kid."

Penemue chewed him out. "Azazel what are you trying to teach this kid?"

Come on. Leave that kind of stuff to my father. Don't give me the hope of a new life, I'll feel guilty. However, my mind was made up.

I stood up proud and tall and said, "Well, I'll do it. I've never been the guy to mope and just sit still, not with my ADHD. So for some food and room, I'll stay under you for now at least while I adjust to this world. And who knows I might find a way to go back to my world."

Azazel and Penemue laughed.

"Don't get your hopes up kid," Azazel warned. "But hey become strong enough and I just might help you."

A weird circle that had to be magic appeared at my feet. With a bright flash, I found myself in another room. It was a white Victorian-style suite with a king-sized bed. Golden chandeliers, numerous bookshelves, a very nice bathroom with all the latest technologies, and a jacuzzi.

"Damn, Azazel is this my room? It's bigger than my mom's apartment."

"Yes, it's amazing what you can do with magic, isn't it?"

Penemue picked up several books and handed them to me. "You should read these books. They'll teach you about the different species, pantheons, sacred gear, magic just the basics. Oh, and if you don't me I had them all translated into Greek. You can read Greek fine right?"

"Oh, yes thanks." Can't believe I have to read but this is a start isn't it Wise Girl?

"Thanks, Azazel for this. Even if I knocked a lot of your guys I mean they were asking for it but still." I bowed in gratitude.

"Sure kid, freshen up and head to the Cafeteria. After an hour or two I'll introduce you to someone who's been dying to meet you."

And with that, they teleported to wherever. I made myself comfy on one of the couches and reflected on the crazy series of events. I fought in a war with my friends and defeated Kronos only for him to send me to another world. Talk about a sore loser. I can only hope Paul can convince my mom to not follow in Aegeus' footsteps. I fingered the Camp Bracelet I had on. I had three beads and if not for Kronos they would be four. Shit! I was in my popular phase too. Now I won't know if I would've dated Racheal or Annabeth. Curse the fates. Right now I should take a bath I guess. After playing with the jacuzzi for a while I found a setting I liked and jumped in. There's the spot. Nothing better than a good bath to heal your wounds.

After thirty minutes of cleaning myself up, I checked out the suite's wardrobe. My clothes were definitely messed up in the fight against the Fallen Angels so this was nice to have. It contained 10 different tuxedos, casual clothes, and some pretty nice shoes. But the navy blue shirt and pants caught my eyes. They went really well with a pair of blue Adidas I found. After finishing my selection I opened the door but there was someone there waiting for me.

He was a handsome young man with light silver hair and hazel eyes. He wore a dark green V-neck shirt with a high-collared black leather jacket over it. He also wore burgundy jeans with a silver chain drooping down over them and black leather chaps with three bands encircling his right calf, and black shoes with black buckles. Jesus, what are the fashion standards of people? What I noticed though was his battle hunger and strength comparable if not greater than Azazel's.

"Hello there. My name is Vali Luficer, the White Dragon Emperor. What's yours?"

"I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon and what do you need?"

His lips curled in an uncomfortable manner like he was excited to find out I'm a demigod.

"I came here to check something out. Rumors of a demigod with an invincible body who could walk on air and fight on par with Azazel. Is there a chance that's you?"

"What if it was I asked?" I can't deal with this I'm hungry. I'm weaponless and while I recovered my some of my stamina I still can't function until I get some food.

"Look, I can feel your hunger for battle but I'm hungry and I'm missing a sword. So if you could give me like a week that'd be great."

That seemed to get him to back off. "I'm sorry I didn't realize you weren't at top performance. Okay, I'll leave you alone to gather your strength. So we can fight like maybe 3 pm tomorrow. Don't worry we'll fight close to water since you're a son of Poseidon. Bye!"

"You bastard don't just ignore me I said a week!" But before I could finish complaining he activated a similar magic circle and vanished.

"Yo, I'm already sick of these guys. Can I meet someone decent around here?" As I searched around the base I quickly saw just how large it was. The hallways seemed never ending with a turn to the left and right every second. It reminded me of being in the damn labyrinth again. There were laboratories where fallen angels were practicing magic, and sparring, and I could swear I saw human children being taught how to use some weird device called sacred gears. Guess I'll ask Azazel about it.

"Dammit, I'm so hungry. Why didn't that guy give me a map or something." I probably would have gotten lost if not for the help of a kind soul.

"Hey, I heard you were looking for something to eat. I can show you the cafeteria if you want."I turned around in response to the woman's voice behind me. And let me tell you she was beautiful. Like dangerously beautiful. She seemed to be human with blond hair and sapphire blue eyes. She had such a cute and beautiful fave I feared I would stutter if I spoke to her. She wore witches' clothes which I would've thought would have been immature since it doesn't seem to be Halloween. But the most notable thing was her huge chest and slim shapely body. Oh crap! This is bad. She was just beautiful in the same way Calypso was. She was beautiful in the way she was not relying on anything to improve herself. I looked around for any bad signs. I could only hope the Olympians didn't exist in this world.

"Um, are you Percy Jackson?" she asked. "Azazel told me about you. Said I should lead you around."

"Oh really?! That's great because I kind of got lost looking for the cafeteria. Thanks for the help."

"No problem," she replied.

She walked forwards suggesting I should follow her and taught me the basics. That she was a human who mastered magic and was called a Magician. That there were powerful relics called Sacred Gears that were bestowed onto humans at birth in order to give them a fighting chance. That among them were the Longinus' extremely powerful sacred gears that could give the user unimaginable potential. That was difficult to swallow. I couldn't imagine the gods allowing demigods much less regular mortals to possess these powers. They'd definitely kill them on the spot. Yes, if you want the family tree with the most drama and contempt go for the Olympian.

"Believe it or not but me and my cute little brother Vali possess one!"

"Wait, don't tell me you're related to that battle freak I just met. He just said I had to fight him tomorrow. I swear - what's so funny? Why are you laughing?

"Oh, it's nothing. But I'm sure you're quite strong for Vali to insist on fighting you. Now for the cafeteria."

Azazel's Pov:

"So, Azazel could you please explain the events behind that recent distortion in space-time in your district? Including that demigod that goes by the name Percy am I right."

"Okay, Micheal fine. Seriously why am I here? Look it all started only yesterday."

Sorry, but that's it for the second chapter. Sorry I know I promised to make them longer but I've been busy. Look forward to the next chapter. But I wanted to know what everyone thinks about shipping Percy. As you can see I'm pairing Laviana because at this rate she practically doesn't exist. I wanted to use all the girls that weren't used enough and aren't necessarily in Isse's main harem. Percy deserves some girls too even if he may not want it now. Please let me know in the review.