Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan, so I don't own PJO. This applies to the rest of the story, too.

One year later:

Jason and I sat down to rest after a game of deathball. We had known each other for eight months, and had become best friends despite him being the son of Jupiter and my father being Neptune. It sucked at first that people hated (Or were afraid of, but of course they wouldn't admit that.) my dad around here, so I had to join the Fifth Cohort, the least respected. That's putting it nicely. But then I met Jason and his friends Bobby, Gwendolyn, and Dakota, who were pretty cool, although Dakota's kool-aid obsession was a little disturbing. Jason and I got along quite well.

We had told each other about our families a few months ago. Jason felt terrible about his dad killing my mom. I was disgusted that Juno killed Jason's mother and sister and then decided to become Jason's patron and send him to Camp Jupiter when he was two. It's basically, "Hey, I killed your family, and now I want you to be my servant and do my dirty work. And if you don't, I 'll send you to Hades in the most painful way imagineable."

I wondered if all gods went around killing people for no reason, or accusing people of being somebody they aren't. Well, unless that thing in my dreams was telling the truth... But then Jason shouldn't be alive, either. Jupiter's a hypocrite. And Juno is the goddess of family and marriage, ironic, since she has the worst. And naturally Juno goes around killing people that her husband cheated on her with, and her stepchildren. And Lupa... is probably insane.

I frowned when I remembered the puzzling conversation I had with Lupa the day she accepted me as a "pup".

Flashback:

I finished my story quickly. I only left out how mom died- it was too painful. I also left out the dreams. I somewhat doubted she would be pleased that some chopped up deity was trying to convince me to destroy the gods.

I looked at her hopefully."So, may I?"

The huge, reddish-brown wolf had stopped staring at me like I was Typhon. I remembered shock, disbelief, and... maybe even fear? Huh. Last I checked, goddesses weren't supposed to be afraid of demigods. I had seen emotions flashing across her face until she composed herself. Did she still think I was that Hunter person?

You are not supposed to be alive, Hunter. Lupa's weird speak-in-your-mind thing brought me back to the miserable world.

There it is again. "I told you, my name is Percy. Not Hunter." I added reluctantly, " I suppose I should be dead. But my mother... she died to save me from Jupiter's wrath." I mentally flinched. I reminded myself not to show weakness.

The wolf's- Lupa's- eyes narrowed. You don't remember dying?

I wondered if the wolf had turned psycho over the centuries. That was much more likely than me dying and forgetting it. And last time I checked, I was very much alive. But mad or not, she was a goddess, which meant she could easily turn me into Percy- kabob. Despite the pointlessness of life right now, I was not going to let Mom have died in vain.

"No. Will you accept me?"

Lupa approached me cautiously, like I was a shark that might attack if she got too close, and sniffed me. You smell like... No. Impossible.

I waited impatiently as she had some mental debate.

Finally, she nodded. Very well. I shall train you and if you pass the test you shall go to Camp Jupiter. Follow me, son of Neptune.

End of Flashback

So Lupa thinks I've died, and she somehow knew who my dad was immediately. Neptune, the Earthshaker, Stormbringer, and Father of Horses. And apparently I smell.

Go. To the lake.

"Huh?" I said out loud. That sounded like how Lupa spoke in my head, only this voice was male.

Jason glanced at me. "Excuse me?"

I frowned. "Nothing. I thought I heard somebody talking to me." I definitely heard something, but I didn't want Jason thinking I was mad.

Now, son. I do not have much time.

I stiffened. Dad?

Jason looked mildly concerned. I stammered, "I need to use the restroom." And I dashed towards the lake.

I swam deeper in the lake, stopped, and looked around. Alright.

"Father. Why have you called me here?"

Percy, go to Yancy Academy.

"Whoa. The first time you talk to me, and it's about you wanting me to go to school?"

Not quite. I am Poseidon, a Greek god, therefore you are also Greek. You are needed at the Greek camp. Go to school, and a satyr will find you and bring you to camp.

"...I'm Greek? Greek camp? I won't ditch my friends!"

You will see your friends again. Find Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite. She must go to camp with you.

"Where do I find her? Will you teleport me to her?"

Yes. Before I leave, you must swear on the River Styx not to tell anyone about both the Greek and Roman gods.

"I swear on the River Styx that I will not tell anybody about both the Greek and Roman gods." I knew that if I asked why, I wouldn't get an answer.

Good. Remember that twelve will be the beginning. And I will return your weapon.

And then I was alone with a bow and twelve arrows in a quiver, all silver, in a dark alley.

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