America is a beautiful nation, head of the Western World! It led the rest of the world in endless growth and its new President. A handsome blonde man with stunning gray eyes stood before his nation, President Albert Knowing.

"My fellow Americans, I want to personally thank you all from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to lead our great nation!" The crowd then roared with applause and cheering. Albert Knowing had won by the biggest landslide in American history.

"I promise to love and support our beloved America and guide our growth to the new age!"

The crowd went wild. Red, white, and blue balloons were unleashed. Albert Knowing waved to his audience and left the stage. The new president shook hands and gave kisses. Finally after a long day he went to hotel room.

"Ahhh, I did, I did mom!" Albert took a large bronze bowl and tossed a medium rare steak, lobster tail, roasted potatoes, grilled asparagus, molten lava cake, a whole bottle of brandy, and a box of Cuban cigars.

"I offer this sacrifice to the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena!" I matched and tossed it into the bowl, in an instant a fire appeared and consumed the offering. Athena had a good meal that night, after which she sat back relaxed, had a cigar and a glass of brandy. She received gifts from the other gods to congratulate her. In reality the gifts were bribes, so Athena could influence her son to help the gods influence the world in secret.

Athena took a puff of her cigar, yep it was good being the President's mother.

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General Clarence La Rue was enjoying his retirement, he moved in with daughter Claire. He was happy to finally spend time with his family. Especially his granddaughter Clarisse, a seven year spitfire who The General absolutely adored.

"Are you ready to be a soldier?" Clarence said hold his gun tightly. Clarisse nodded, she was wearing her grandfather's combat helmet, she held her gun close, "Ready General!" They hid in the hallway waiting to ambush their target.

Major Claire La Rue stepped into her room dressed in uniform and holding a briefcase, she was a large, stocky woman. Her ambushers nodded and waited for her to get closer.

"Attack!" They jumped out and began firing, Major La Rue didn't know what hit her, toy foam bullets.

Her Father and daughter burst out laughing.

"We got you!" Clarence said laughing. "Yeah Mom!" Clarisse said mimicking her grandfather. Clarie pulled a foam bullet out uniform, "Ha ha you two, this the fifth time this week,"

Clarence escorted his daughter outside, "You got your gun?" "Yes, Dad," "Your other gun?" "Yes, Dad," "Your knife?" "Yes, Dad," "Your grenades?" "Yes, Dad, I'm gonna be home later tonight, so you and Clarisse decided dinner." She kissed her father's cheek and drove off.

Entering the house Clarence felt a toy bullet hit his temple. "Got you Pinko!"

"Great shot Clarisse, you got me right in the head!" She had a great aim.

They spent the day firing guns in the backyard and then went in for lunch when Clarence phone began ringing, "Hello, this General Clarence La Rue,"

Clarisse listened but couldn't make much out. "Are you sure you want to meet him? Ok, but I am warning you not to step out of line when you meet him. Next week? Alright then"

"Who was that Grandpa?" Clarence smiled, "That was the President of the United States, he wanted to meet The Ghost."

Clarisse's eyes widened, her Grandfather told her stories about the Ghost, "Is He insane!?"

Clarence felt his heart race, it's been nearly two years since he spoke with The Ghost and he was the only one who can contact him. "Clarisse, let's go fire the AKs,"

"Yeah!" Clarisse yelled.

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The Oval Office was filled with Security, The top twenty of members of the Elite Secret Service stood against the walls, every single square inch of the White House had searched for any signs of espionage. Every room, every hall, and every entrance had a Secret Service guarding it.

General Clarence La Rue shook hands with President Knowing. "President Knowing, it's an honor to meet."

"No, the pleasure is all mine. I've been wanting to meet the legendary General La Rue!"

Today a very important guest was going to meet the President, and it wasn't the General.

Putting formality aside, La Rue let out a sigh, "Mister President, are you sure you want to meet him?"

President Knowing gave a powerful smile, "Of course! The Ghost, this only once in a lifetime chance!"

"But why?" La Rue was nervous, The Ghost just didn't make social calls, even if it was the President of The United States.

"Well, La Rue, We need to have an understanding, that such a unique individual needs to align himself with us, I can't such a dangerous person thinking he can do whatever he wants,"

"No disrespect but he can do whatever he wants, no one can stop him," La Rue was all too aware of his abilities. The President laughed, "General, you praise him too much!"

"I don't praise him enough," La Rue said, slightly more hostile than he intended. The secret service members were ready to subdue the general. La Rue calmed himself, he was still a power fighter, but he knew he couldn't defeat the weakest member of the Twenty Secret Service Elites. The Ghost could kill all of them in five minutes. "Mister President, I am merely concerned with your safety, and the safety of the Secret Service!"

President Knowing raised an eyebrow and laughed again. He pulled out a file and began to read. "Five hundred and eighty-one, the total number of missions the Ghost has completed, missions that have been label either 'Impossible' or 'Suicidal', Five hundred and eighty-one mission in the course of fifteen years."

La Rue didn't say anything, he was all too aware of the mission he had assigned the Ghost. Knowing continued, "Albert Simmons, Flynn Taggert, Dutch Schaefer, James Howlett, and Mitch Connors. Those only a few of the alias the US Government has given him,"

"Yes, his real identity was destroyed, including his birth certificate and social security number."

"His last alias was one Jacob Williams,"

"Yes, and after his retired, he has chosen the name Carson to go by,"

"Just Carson?"

"Yes."

The President went to the next page, "Skills include but a not limited to; Hand to hand combat, armed combat, long range combat, stealth, demolition, infiltration, interrogation, torture, assassination, anti-assassination, anti-terrorism, terrorism, medical knowledge, chemical warfare, bio-chemical warfare, engineering, mechanics, and seduction. My, he is a jack of all trades isn't he?"

La Rue didn't say anything, still smiling President Knowing closed the file, "You see, I can't just have some this "unique" wondering around, for the safety of our nation and its people, I need to keep this guy in line."

La Rue groaned, "Knowing, for your safety, you need to choose your word carefully, he doesn't care if you are the president, you pissed him off enough and he will end you, and none these so called 'Elite secret service' will be able to save you,"

"La Rue, I have won the presidency by the nation biggest landslide, both the Democratic and Republican Parties are right behind me, my political team also believe that I will have some of highest national approval ratings,"

"The Ghost doesn't care, he's killed men and women with equally large egos,"

"There are invisible lasers, pressure pads, high tech security cameras, microphones, and heat sensors all over the white house. There is also a satellite monitoring a five-mile radius around me!"

"Ha! Child play! I once saw him kill four men with a paperclip! A fucking paper clip!"

President Knowing opened a drawer on his desk, grabbed a handful of paperclips and smacked them right in the center of his desk. La Rue then believe he was witness a political assassination today. Giving up he sat down, "He said he would be here by Three P.M." it was currently Two-forty-five. Fifteen minutes until he arrived.

After fifteen minutes later, the clock went off, "La Rue the moment he appears, the secret services connect me and then escort him in,"

The door slowly opened, all eyes went over, they expected one of the service members going a security round, the Ghost himself walking in. A unit of man with absolute zero percent body fat, wearing a leather jacket, dark jeans, combats, A Rammstein T-shirt, and a pair of John Lennon Glasses. He walked in classically as if he was in his own living room and sat down in a leather chair. He put his feet up on the ottoman before and looked at La Rue next to him.

"Hello, La Rue," He said, The General smiled, "How ya doing boy?"

"I am well," The Ghost, whose true name was Kratos, took off his glasses revealing his imposing amber eyes. President Knowing and the secret services couldn't believe this. The Leader called into his headset, "Team Beta what the hell?"

"What?" The Beta team was guarding the hallway leading to the oval office.

"The Ghost is here!"

"That's impossible! No one has gone through, none of us have seen anyone, we haven't moved at all!"

The leader then connected the other teams, and they said the same thing, that they didn't let anyone enter. This meant that Ghost had slipped past two hundred secret service members without any of them knowing, and he did not trigger any alarms as well.

La Rue grabbed the headset, "This is General La Rue, everyone listens and listen well, The Ghost is currently in the oval office with the president, for his safety you will remain where you are! Do not try any heroics!" He handed the headset back to the leader.

"President Albert Knowing, this is The Ghost, the most dangerous in the history of mankind,"

President Knowing was still in shock, he had summoned the Ghost and here he was, but couldn't speak, his demigod mind tried to figure out what to do next, usually as a child of Athena he would be several steps ahead, now his mind was blank. What to do? What to do!?

"You," The Ghost, The President's attention snapped back at the Ghost who continued, "What do you want?" he said in annoyance. Kratos/The Ghost was upset that some political pawn jerkoff called him to D.C. for some nonsense.

His Demigod brain went haywire, and he imminently stood up, "Mr. Ghost, first off I want to welcome you to the White House and second I on behalf of the nation what to thank for protecting America, its allies, and the future of the free world!"

The Ghost did not look impressive, he had people begged for lives with more enthusiasm. The President straighten his tie, "Now let discuss national security,"

"I did not come here for a lecture!" The Ghost warned.

"Now, now, this will be important, now first off, The NSA," The President went on about security and trusting one another, and America virtues, The Ghost/Kratos attention slowly wander over the oval office liquor cabinet, hmmm, Russian vodka, Irish whiskey, Kentucky bourbon, Cuba rum, and of course gin. Ignoring the President, The Ghost went to the liquor cabinet, forced it open and took a Jameson Whiskey aged Fifty years, Perfect.

He sat back down, irritated that the Son of Athena was still talking. He knew that the President was a demigod from the moment he saw him. What a pansy, this guy was now the leader of the free world, he looked like he should be getting ready for his junior prom.

President was a man's job in Kratos' opinion. He was just old fashioned in that way. Now this little boy was telling him what to do. What happened to the world? Politics used to mean something, Kratos himself got into many important debates addressing the Spartan government. Now everything was popularly contested. Kratos did not care if the President or any other leader did things like that stupid ice bucket challenge just to get some attention.

"So, Ghost, what do you have to say about that," President Knowing asked. The Ghost/Kratos snapped back, he looked at the clock, Knowing had been talking for forty-five minutes straight.

"Well?"

The Ghost took a sip of whiskey, "Are you done? Or do you have any more nonsense you wish to talk about," The President did not respond. The Ghost continued, "First, turn off that satellite it's beginning to annoy me,"

The President's eyes widened, how did know about the satellite? The damn thing was twelve thousand miles above the earth!

"Pathetic, you summoned me, gave a speech, and now expect me to go along," The Ghost said.

"Now this is about national security and American integrity!"

"I don't care. I can go to any country I please, and if they're smart, they will stay out of my way." The Ghost finished off his whiskey and then smashed the bottle. Kratos likes smashing bottles. He would go into the alley behind his apartment and smash a few bottles against the fence. Percy would join him.

President Knowing was not happy with the direction the meeting had led to. He had the most dangerous man in history a mere ten feet away from him, and there was a pile of paperclips between them. Albert has survived many dangerous situations, he has out lived several of his siblings and fellow half-bloods, he crawled his way to his presidency, and he did without any form of corrections or corruptions. No, he was going to go down this way, he sacrificed too much already.

"Everyone leave, I wish to be alone with The Ghost," President Knowing ordered. None of the staff obeyed. "I SAID OUT!" Albert said and smashed his fist against his desk. One by one The Elite Secret Service left the oval office, they knew they couldn't protect the President from the Ghost anyway.

"General La Rue, you too,"

La Rue got up and gave an approving nod, "Yes, Mr. President," He turned to the Ghost, "Please don't kill or maim the President," The old General begged before leaving.

The Oval Office was truly silent. The Ghost observed the President with a predator-like gaze. He knew he could kill this mortal and walk out before anyone would notice, and he would get away with it too. The President would become a martyr, and all would know that the Ghost was a truly uncontrollable force.

But, Kratos would not kill the President, he was far more mature to simply kill the young man out of spite and killing him, his mother, Athena, would search for her son's killer. Kratos did not need any of Olympians sniffing after him, at least not now. Luckily for Kratos, Albert Knowing was a very wise man. The Son of Athena knew there was a time for action and that there was a time to submit. Now it was time for the former. President knowing reached into his desk and pulled out a piece of paper.

"Diplomatic immunity, you will not have to worry about such things as parking tickets, speeding tickets, lawsuits, you walk right through airport security as you please, and the United States will pay for all your traveling expenses,"

"What about jury duty?"

"What is this 'Jury duty' you speak of? I have never heard of this term,"

The Ghost nodded. "I have a wife; will she receive diplomatic immunity as well?"

Albert was stunned, the woman must be a saint if she married this guy. "Yes, as your spouse she will receive the same privileges," Kratos analyzes the paper to make, he always reads his contracts, even the agreements that show up on his phone.

"All I in return is that you don't interfere with America and its allies, to put it more simply, no more assassination jobs, though I am aware that you can kill whomever you please. By agreeing to these terms, we can establish trust with one another, we do not interfere with your life and members of the U.S. government do not have about you slaughtering them." while explaining Albert went over to the liquor cabinet and made himself a drink. A mint julep

"And once more to clarify we perfectly understand that you can do whatever you want and anyone who tries to stop you, well we both know how that will end," Albert said sitting on the edge of his desk.

Kratos looked over the document, a pretty good deal.

"And we will also grant you one free homicide per year, annoying neighbor, a rude fast-food worker, a scantily clad teen pop idol whose toxicity influences the youth, or an ex-lover. Now still you can kill whoever you want it's just that this one free homicide the U.S. government will cover up for you,"

Kratos wished he got this offer a few months ago. There was this register sex offeror who moved in next door. Both Kratos and Sally got a bad feeling about the guy. They were right, Kratos went through the guy's laptop and found pictures the guy took of kids in the neighborhood, including pictures of Kratos sons, the next day the guy was found hanging in his apartment. It was ruled a suicide, but several people, including Kratos were interrogated.

Now Kratos was debating whether he should go after Stephanie Meyers or E. L. James.

"Now is there anything else I can do on behalf of America to establish this peace treaty?"

Kratos did like the chair he was in, "What material is this chair made of?"

"Ukrainian bear leather, the chair and ottoman were a gift from the Russians during the Reagan administration,"

"I'll take it." Kratos signed the document. President Albert Knowing offer his hand, "I look forward to future, Ghost," The Ghost grabbed his wrist and then pull out a knife, before the President could do or say anything, the tip of the blade pricked his thumb deep enough to bleed, his bloody thumb was then smeared against the document. Kratos then sliced his own thumb and pressed it on the peace document. "There, the agreement is now bound by blood."

Knowing let out a very nervous laugh, "Of course, a blood oath."

"This is my address to deliver the chair, no funny business, or you will lose more blood." Kratos said. Albert continues to laugh nervously while applying pressure to thumb. The Ghost offers his hand to shake. The Ghost and The President shook hands.

"I am we were able to work things out, Ghost,"

"I expect you to keep your word, Son of Athena." Saying that, Albert Knowing's eyes widened to the point that they nearly popped out his own skull. 'He knows! He knows I'm a demigod!'

The Ghost then proceeds to vanish before his eyes leaving the young President alone.

He would become one of the noble and successful Presidents in America, truly uncorrectable. Because he didn't fear the elites with their wealth. He feared upsetting the God he made a blood oath with.

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A lot has changed for Percy Jackson, for one he now slept in a racecar bed.

"Percee," And two he had a roommate. "Percee, Percee, Percee," His roommate said jumping up and down in his crib, "Perceeeeeeee!"

Percy slowly opened his eyes, "hmmmm," He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked over at the crib, "Percee!" Percy threw his blanket off himself, "You want out Anthony?" Percy unlocked the crib and helped his baby brother out.

Anthony Richard Jackson did not resemble his father Kratos in the slightest. He had his mother's blue eyes, and curly brown hair. He even had the same warm aura his mom had. Kratos aura was like red hot jagged metal

"Percee, I gota go pottee," Percy picked up his brother and helped him to the toilet.

"Remember, don't shake more than three time or you're playing with it," Percy said, helping Anthony out of his Garfield footie pajamas.

'Whee?" Anthony asked.

"Because you will make Santa Clause cry," Percy explained. He helped Anthony clean up and then brought Anthony to the kitchen and helped his younger brother into his highchair. Percy loves being a big brother, Anthony loved his older brother.

Percy put Eggo waffles in the toaster, and then got the coffee pot ready. Anthony watched him the whole time. "Anthony, what do you wanna watch?"

"Blue's Clues!" The year and half toddler cheered. Percy's seventh birthday was this Saturday and that meant he was going to be a big boy and he wanted to prove it. He wasn't a baby anymore! Anthony was now the baby!

Twenty minutes later their mom Sally came in yawning, "Good morning babies," She zombie walked her to the coffee pot. Marrying Kratos gave Sally many things, one then was giving her sweet little angel Anthony! And two being financial stability. Sally was still working part time, but she was given the resources to go to college! Her dream of being a writer is so much closer!

Well, Sally actually failed her first semester, but no worries! Kratos was very supportive of her, he did tell her to avoid Gender Studies Classes, and also told her if she became a feminist, he would leave her and take the boys with him.

Sally yawned again, then Percy and Anthony mimicked her, she was up late last night studying for classes. Thank goodness it was the weekend. "Mom, when will Dad come back?"

Sally sipped her coffee, "He should be back today after lunchtime,". Kratos had informed her that before he remembered who he was, Kratos informed her that the reason he had so much money was because he "Took Care" of people on behalf of the United States Government.

Killing people. Killing lots of people.

"Your dad had a very important meeting with the President, isn't that exciting!"

"Mom, is Dad going to kill the President?" Percy asked, wiping off his brother's face.

Sally didn't respond for a few seconds, "I hope not."

Knock, knock, knock.

Opening the door Sally found several men in black suits waiting for her. 'Oh no, my husband killed the President didn't he,' lucky for her they explain that Kratos signed a peace treaty with the United States in exchange for diplomatic immunity and a bear skin chair.

They gave her a new driver's license and passport and brought in Kratos' new chair. They also took her fingerprints, toeprints, handprints, footprints, ear prints, and dental print, all for security reasons, but Sally felt dirty. She liked the new chair; it was so comfy!

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Doctor Frederick Chase was signing his new book today, The Advance of Warfare. It was a really good turn out, "Next," then an extremely large man was standing before him. "Dr. Chase,"

"Oh my, you're a big fellow now aren't you!" Dr. Chase gulp as the giant of a man reached into his jacket, "he is going over shoot me, he going to shoot me, he going to shoot me he going to shoot me,' Dr. Chase thought to himself, fortunately he didn't pull out gun, instead Dr. Chase first best seller, "The Birth of War,"

"I'm a fan of your work Dr. Chase,"

Dr. Chase let out a sigh of relief, "Oh thank goodness,".

Line Break.

"Dadee!" Anthony waddle ran up to his father who just came in. Kratos picked his son, he was really glad that he didn't look, or act like them. "Kray!" Sally kissed him on the cheek and embraced him. "Dad! Dad!" Percy latched himself around his leg.

"Alright, enough hugging," but his family didn't listen and clung to him. He gave the gifts that he picked up for them and sat down in his new chair. He pulled out his new book by Dr. Chase. All while Sally, Percy, and Athony sat on his lap. He was only gone for two days.

Later after dinner, Percy told Kratos he wanted a puppy for his birthday. Kratos responded with a no.

Kratos took a shower, Sally opened the shower curtains and handed him Anthony, Kratos held him up to the water and then washed his hair.

Sally read her boys a bedtime story, a few Calvin and Hobbes comic strips. Then she went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Since Kratos pays for everything now, Sally made sure the Apartment was clean, food was in the fridge, their kids weren't dead, and laundry was done.

Also, to take care of his more intimate needs. Speaking of which, Sally felt Kratos wrapped his arm around her from behind. "Oh, my Kray, you were only gone for two days!"

Three hours later.

"Kratos Please! I can't take any more!" Sally pleaded. "No." Kratos said and continued for three more hours. He knew every single one of her weak points, he knew exactly what it took to weaken her. It was almost abusive the power Kratos had over her in their intimate moments together.

Kratos was a man of many talents.

The Next Morning.

Kratos was drinking coffee when Percy and Anthony got up. "Dad, where's mom?"

"She still sleeping,"

"Was she studying last night?"

"... Yes."

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"Dadee! Dadee!" Anthony crawled on his father and sat on his shoulder, "Yes boy?" Anthony grabbed his father's ear and began pulling. Kratos was re-reading Berserk, his favorite manga. It was a shame what happened to the Divine Kentaro Miura. Kratos swore to find Kentaro's soul and get the answers he was looking for.

Kratos was also a fan of Lovecraft, Tolkien, and Ron E. Howard. His books collection about serial killers, wars, occult and lore, and the most dangerous animals. He also took a strong liking to Warhammer Forty-K and began collecting new model sets. He told Percy if broke any of his models he would send him to Forever-School.

Anthony grabbed a handful of his dad's beard and yanked a tiny handful of hair out. "Ow." Sally pulls her youngest off Kratos, "Anthony no pulling on daddy's beard, Ok?"

"Ok Momee," Anthony gave his mom the beard hair he yanked out and scampered off. Sally hopped on Kratos lap, "I can't believe you like this stuff," Sally read only a little of Berserk and it gave her nightmares.

"You just don't understand the nuances of Berserk," Kratos said, Sally huffed, "Oooo Mr. Nuance over here! Well anyway Percy wants to go to the zoo on his birthday and then mall,"

"Mmm-hmm," Kratos responded and turned to the next page. "I know you said no to a puppy, but come on every boy needs a dog," Kratos looked at her, "No pets," and went back to reading. Sally rested her hands on her hips, "Kray, you promised him when he was a big boy he would get a puppy," they then heard a large crash and Percy yelled out, "My Bad!"

Sally continued, "How about we take him to a shelter or pet shop on his birthday and at least let him decide what kind of dog he wants,"

"No." Kratos, "And I can't be there this Saturday, I'm going hunting for Ceryneian Stag," Sally jaw drops, "You're going to miss your son's birthday to go deer hunting!" She did her best to keep her voice down.

"Sally, I can't avoid this, I need its hind end for my armor," Kratos finished reading and placed Berserk back on the shelf.

"You can go hunting another day, Percy will be so upset if you're not there," Sally said, Kratos got up, "I'm going and that's final,"

"Fine then, but you're sleeping on the couch,"

"I don't sleep," Kratos retorted.

Later that night. Kratos was laying on the couch on mediating, over the past two years he had been exploring his past lives and retaining his forgotten skills. Sally came out of their bed and got on top of him, she pulled the blanket over them and rested her head on his chest.

"Sally,"

"I got lonely! Deal with it!"

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Percy was sulking, it was his birthday, and his dad wasn't going to be there. He and Uncle Prometheus were going hunting. Stupid deer! "I will make it up to you," Kratos said and left. They decided to have his party tomorrow so everyone can be there.

"Percy, it's alright, let's go to the mall and have some fun," Sally said, trying to cheer him up. "Ok," Percy said. Anthony scampered up to him, "Percee, here!" He handed his brother a mashed-up ball of Play-doh, "Hapee Birdee!" Anthony said and hugged him. "Thank you, Anthony, I love it!" Sally cooed "My sweet Babies!".

They went to the outdoor mall where Sally worked at the candy store. Anthony was strapped in his stroller and Percy got to push it around like a big boy. Percy got to pick a new toy, he got new clothes and they went to the pet store.

"I want this doggie!" Percy point to a picture of a giant solid black mastiff, "Um, Percy don't you want something smaller,"

"NO! I want a big dog!" Percy stood on his tip toe and stretched his hands up.

"What about a fish or hamster?"

"No, I want a dog!" Percy yelled, "Percy, calm down," Sally noticed some customers were wanting. While Sally tried to calm down, she noticed that Antohny had slipped out of his stroller. "Anthony? Anthony!" Sally began looking her youngest.

"Candee, Candee," Anthony waddle around looking for candy. Several adults overlooked the unsupervised year and half old wandering around by himself. Candee!" He found the candy story. The toddler waddled up to the glass window and began patting his tiny hands against the glass, "Candee! Candee!"

"Hey little guy, do you like candy?" A man in a trench coat and hat came around the corner of the building, "Uh-huh," The toddler nodded, "Well I got lots of candy follow me," He walked away, and Anthony followed.

"Anthony! Anthony!" Percy yelled looking for his baby brother, his mom told him to stay put but wanted to help too, so Percy disobeyed and went looking. "Think, think where will he be? Wait, the Candy Store!" Percy bolted off, "Anthony! Anthony!" When he got there, he saw Anthony going behind the building. "Anthony!" He was behind the building and saw his brother climbing into the back of a van, Percy ran over to the van, "Anthony get out!" Anthony was chewing on a candy bar, "Percee! I got Candee!" he cheered, Percy hopped in, "Come on, mom's going to be mad!" The moment he picked up his brother the vans doors slammed shut.

"Hey! Let us out!" Percy slammed his fist, "Help! Let us out!" Percy felt the van move and fell back. "Percee!" Anthony was getting scared.

The driver pulled out and drove off with his latest catch, He took his hat revealing his goat horns, one of them being made out of metal and pull out his phone, "it's me, tell the boss i got two young one for him,"

Line Break.

Sally rapidly tapped her foot, she lost both of them, her babies, what kind of mother was she! "Mrs. Jackson," a security guard called and brought her in the office, "Mrs. Jackson we have footage of your sons getting into an unknown van, we believe that someone has kidnap them,"

Sally felt like was going to throw up. Then she did.

Line Break.

The van drove for an hour before taking a turn, then after twenty minutes it reached its destination, a massive, abandoned shopping mall with over a thousand stores. A few years ago, a gas leak killed over eighty people, the place was abandoned, but now it has new occupants.

The van doors opened, Percy kept Anthony behind him to keep him safe, a giant hand reached in and grabbed them both and dropped in a cage, "Hey Lets us go!" Percy grabbed the bars and began shaking the cage.

"Shut up!" the satyr struck Percy's hands with a stick, "OW!" Satyr turned to the two giant men, "I'm taking them to the boss, you guys move the van," The cage was put on a cart and pulled into the mall. There Percy saw what this place was, A monster safe haven.

Monsters Of all kinds were moving about, Satyrs, centaurs, minotaur, cyclops and tons of other monsters of all different kinds.

"Hey! I will pay two hundred drachmas for those kids!"

"Fuck out! These are for Byron!" The Satyr brushed off dozens of monsters offering to buy Percy and Anthony. ""Percee!" Percy held his brother tight, he felt dozens of eyes staring at him and his brother. They were brought down to the sub level, and to the boiler room.

The Satyr knocked. "Enter," The boiler looked more like an elegant lounge, with classical music playing, nice furniture, fancy paintings, and the boiler had a nice fire in it.

A giant centaur stood before the flame wearing a robe and drinking a martini, "Hello Birch, what delicacy have you brought me?" The centaur said, Percy noticed the centaur had horns like a bull, "Bryon, I caught these two little ones," Bryon set down his martini and walked over the cage, "My, my, their adorable! Hand me the small one," Birch opened the cage and grabbed Anthony, "NO!" Percy grabbed Birch arm, the satyr grabbed Percy by the neck and pulled him out too.

Byron began examining Anthony, "Yes, so plump and sweet!" Anthony began crying, "Momee! Dadee!" Percy began struggling, "Let him go you asshole!" Bryon began laughing, '"How sweet, what a good big brother!" Percy and Anthony were put back in their cage. "Hey let us go!" Percy yelled. Byron pulled out a large book, "Let's see, let's see," he began turning the pages, "LETS US GO!" Percy began shaking the cage. Bryon went 'tsk tsk' "Why, I can't let my dinner go,"

Percy's eyes widened, "W-what?" Birch smiled showing his filed down teeth, "Yes, you two will be my dinner tomorrow, I just need to find the right recipes. Birch, please take them to the holding cage, and don't let anyone else get to them."

Birch nodded and took the boys away. This Centaur was known as Bryon the Gourmet, Expert cook, cannibal, demigod hunter, and man eater. He has made hundred recipes on how to cook demigods and mortals.

Percy and Anthony were thrown into a larger cage, "I want Momee!" Anthony cried. Percy began trying to find a way to escape. "Come on, come on," he found a large vent but couldn't open it. Anthony sat sobbing, "Momee! Dadee!" Percy comforted him, "It's ok I'll get out of here."

The door to the room open and Percy pulled Anthony behind him, he a piece of wood and held it tightly, A small cyclops came in holding a tray, "Here," he said, He was the size of a thirteen-year-old, He a big brown eye, in the center of his head. He slipped the tray through the cage, a loaf of bread, an apple and two capri suns, cherry lime flavored. "Eww! Cherry lime,"

The little cyclops began to leave. "Wait," Percy yelled, "Please let us out!" The cyclops looked at him, Percy saw several bruises on his face and neck, "I can't, I'll get in trouble,"

"You can go with us!" Percy said, "My name is Percy, and this is my little brother Anthony, please help us!"

"My name is Tyson," Tyson said, "Please Tyson, they're going to eat us!"

"I know, I'm sorry!" Tyson looked really sad, he didn't like it here, but he had nowhere else to go.

"TYSON!" A satyr came in, "What are you doing, you little shit, didn't you hear me calling!"

Tyson began shaking, "I'm sorry!" The satyr pulled out a night stick and began striking Tyson. The little cyclops curled up into a ball to protect himself. Percy began throwing trash and rocks at the Satyrs, "Leave him alone you asshole!" Anthony joined him, "Yeah leave him alone!"

"Little bastards," The satyr cursed and grabbed Tyson, "Tyson, when you are called you bring your ass over, you understand!" Tyson nodded, "Yes sir!" Tyson was pulled out of the room.

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Birch was hanging out with two other satyrs, Herb and Tylor. Herb tools out some strange glowing mushrooms and begins grinding them, he then boiled them into a pasta. Herb began smearing the goop against his gums. "Fuck yeah! Whooo!" He began wildly dancing.

"Birch what bugging ya?" Tylor said playing a racing game, Birch was staring at the ceiling, "Those kids I brought in, something familiar about them," Two years ago Birch was part of a dark Satyr group, they were looking for Power of Pan by torturing and killing mortals. Then one night something attacked them, all of his brothers were slaughtered, by, by that thing! Birch's memory was spotty, all he remembered was pure rage and those glowing red eyes.

He was left for dead, but Bryon found him and took him. He had nightmares, he lost one horn and had it replaced with a metal one. His body occasionally had painful spasms and no amount of weed, magical weed, shrooms, magical shrooms or alcohol couldn't make the pain go away. "Fuck!" Birch kicked TV and destroyed it. "What the fuck man!" Tylor threw his control at him.

"That kid! I remember him! He was there that night!" Birch rushed out of the room, Tylor and Herb followed him.

Percy and Anthony were curled up on the floor asleep when Birch busted in. "YOU!" Birch opened the cage and grabbed Percy, "You were there!" He began shaking him, "What was that thing? What killed my brothers!" Percy began struggling, "What are we talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me!" Birch growled, "You were there!" Anthony grabbed Birch leg fur, "Stop hurting Percee!" Birch grabbed him, "And-And you! You look like that woman!" Herb and Tylor came in, "Birch! Stop! If Bryon sees you messing with his food, he'll kill you!"

Birch growled, "I have to know! I have to do what killed my brothers!"

"I don't know!" Percy yelled. Birch threw Percy to the ground, "You liar! It was in Montauk!' When Percy heard the Montauk it all came back to him, it was that night the satyrs attacked him and his mom.

Herb, who was as high as a kite, looked at Anthony, "Hey cool, a ball!" he picked Anthony and began tossing him in the air, "Hey Tylor catch!" He threw Anthony and Tylor caught him and tossed him back.

"Hey! Stop!" Percy tries to stop them but knocks aside, "My Ball!" Anthony began crying as he was tossed around. "Aww gross he peed himself!"

"Let my brother go!" Percy tried again but Birch held him down. "What are you going to do? You can't do anything," Birch picked up Percy and threw him across the room. Percy spat out blood and began coughing, he fought through the pain and tried to stand. Birch clamped his hands around Percy's throat!

"You can't do anything!" Birch hands tighten and Percy begins to fight, His vision begins to get blurry, "I'm gonna die!" and he slowly passes out. "WAAAAAAHHH!" Percy heard his brother screaming; He saw Anthony laying on the floor crying uncontrollably.

"Whoops, I think I broke it," Herb said.

Percy's vision became red, he began to pry Birch hands off, "I'll kill you!" Percy growled. "What?" Birch felt his grip weaken, Percy sclera became black, and his green irises glowed, Percy skin became red. "I'LL KILL YOU!" Percy drove his right fist right into Birch's nose, breaking it. Birch fell to the ground, held his face, Percy got on top of him and unleashed a barrage of punches upon the Satyr head. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'LL KILL YOU!" Birch felt like he was being beaten by a jackhammer, his blood and teeth went flying.

Anthony stared at his big brother, "Percee?"

Tylor quickly kicked Percy off Birch, Percy slammed against the wall and collapsed, his strange power disappeared, and his body began to burn. He couldn't move. Birch was thrashing on the ground, "AAAAHHH! Fuck!" His face looked like it was stomped on by a mammoth, nearly all of his teeth were gone, his nose was nearly gone, and the swelling was so intense that he could barely see. "You-You little SHIT" Birch a grabbed a large piece of glass off the floor.

"Tylor, hold him," the other Satyr nodded and picked up Percy, "No!" he said trying to fight, Birch pressed the glass against the side of Percy face, "You wanna fuck up my face? Well I'm gonna fuck up yours!" Birch swung the glass and sliced Percy across his face side to side and through his nose.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Percy was dropped to the ground holding his face, blood leaking through his fingers, "MY FACE! MY FACE!" he screamed. "Piece of shit!" Birch lifted his right leg ready to crush Percy's skull.

"NO!" Anthony ran and threw himself on top of Percy shielding him, "STOP HURTING MY BROTHER!" Anthony screamed and began crying.

"Birch, that's enough," Byron said standing in the doorway. The Gourmet took one look at Birch face and began laughing, "Get of here, and you," he said to Tylor, "Give Scarface here some Ambrose, I don't him to bleed out, I still haven't found which recipe i what to use for him," he picked the glass piece that had Percy blood on it, "Yum a demigod, a rare one too,"

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Percy was leaning against the wall struggling to breath, he forced fed Ambrose that stopped the bleeding, but the pain was still there. "It hurts!" the white-hot burn across his face. He was so tired, and his muscle acne and the pain was preventing him from sleeping. Anthony rested his head on his brother's leg, "Momee, Dadee," he whimpered. Percy held his brother tight.

"Don't worry Anthony, I'm gonna protect you! No matter what!" Percy ignored the pain and began trying a figure a way out of this hellhole.

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It was noon and the rain began to pour. Two cyclops guards stood out by the west entrance parking lot, "This is bullshit, we can't go inside?"

"You wanted the noon shift, and you got the noon shift, now shut up and keep a lookout." Their job was to keep a look out for wandering mortals and demigods. Then one of them noticed something, "What the-? Are you seeing this?"

At the end of the street a massive cloud was forming. "Is that smoke? Mist?" the other cyclops guard focused, "No, that's…Steam?" The massive cloud of steam got closer, the could her footsteps, something was in there! A growl was heard, a silhouette moved through the steam with a pair of red glowing eyes.

"What in the name of Gaia is that thing?" One of the cyclops guards said.

Percy and Anthony didn't need to worry, their father was here.

"Wait where did it go?" The cyclops then had something placed under its jaw. BAM! The bullet shot through and out the top of his head, Kratos quickly fired again and shot the other cyclops, the bullet went through its windpipe and out the back of its neck, it didn't kill the cyclops he was left to choke on its blood.

The chain linked fence that stood in his warped and crumbled when Kratos got close to it. When he got close to the glass doors and window, Kratos breathed out and the glasses shattered. The glass flew and the monsters inside were sliced by the shower of falling glass.

Kratos walked in, he quickly tore off the head of a Gorgon, and used it to shun the monster surrounding him. Kratos took out his new gun, The Berserker, a celestial bronze saw off shotgun, and began firing, the pellets tearing through monsters sending bloody chunks everywhere.

Kratos wasn't going to spare any of them. He continues to butcher his way through. A wave of a monster came from behind, but before they could get close a giant arrow tore through them. On the rooftop a literal giant with mechanical eyes began firing arrows upon the monster.

Orion the Hunter, "Remember our deal Kratos," and fired again.

End of Chapter.