Chapter 1. The Arrival Of The Heir
Amazing. Awesome. Those were not the Words that would describe my life after the Battle of Manhattan. Why, do you ask? You see, I am Perseus Jackson. And this is my story.
I am the former son of the Greek God of Sea, Poseidon and the mortal Sally Jackson (yes, you read correct. I said former). I am the bane of Alecto and the other fury sisters, bane of Medusa, the chimera, defeator of ARES, retriever of the Master bolt of Zeus, navigator of the sea of monsters retriever of the golden fleece, a friend of the Hunters of Artemis, saved the Goddess of the Moon, held the very sky, which Atlas held as a punishment, declared champion of the arena of the labyrinth, bane of mount Saint helens [sorry California °~`], escaped from oggyia. and bane of...(wait for it)...KRONOS! Yeah I know. I asked my mother to get me all of that on a business card. (And I have my card, so don't worry if you ever meet me.) Anyways you might be wondering (I know ur wondering...right?!) that why is Poseidon is my former father, and why is Sally my former mother. Well, I will get to it. Later. Anyways, back to me. You see a few days ago, A boy arrived at the camp. I know you might say that 'Percy, children arrive all the time at camp. What is about that?' But you see, this to has a catch. He wasn't alone. There was someone, whom I thought I knew. Then it struck me that the. companion was no-one other than the Ruler of the Seas. Poseidon. My father...sorry my former father. It was the day my life started breaking up.
-flash back-
"Hey dad. Who is this?" I asked casually approaching my father with other campers who were all heading for the dining pavilion for lunch. "He is my son, David Watterson. And my Heir to Atlantis." Dad replied a little ... coldly? Wait did I heard that correct? But what about Triton?! I decided to ignore his coldness in his voice and asked again, "Dad, but what about Triton?"
"That bastard along with his mother was a spy from Oceaneus. They were taken care by the Scyth." He spoke with an undertone of smugness and something that seemed to sound close to relief. To say what I was shocked would be an understatement of the decade. Why did they betray us? And if what dad said was true, than they were already gone to the realm of the faded.
"Campers. I present you my son and the heir to Atlantis. His name is David Watterson. I expect him to be treated with the same respect a royal deserves. Or else..." Dad ordered (read - threatened) the campers leaving the last part hanging. All the campers nodded their heads in a so fast motion that I thought that they would fall of. Come to think of it, if it wasn't for the seriousness of the situation I would have laughed my ass off! And with that dad disappeared in a smell sea mist. When he left all chaos broke loose. Everyone wanted to talk to the heir of Atlantis. But out of nowhere, did a hellhound came out of the woods and started attacking the campers. I know it is much imaginative for the fates to greet the sons of Poseidon (note the sarcasm •_•^). The campers all started running like chickens without heads. I know you might say, 'dude you all fought against the army of Kronos and you all got scared of a hellhound?'. Ever heard of less morality in a team where all are afraid to fight? We lost many campers, so it would take some time to get team moral high. I took out ripitide and prepared it. But, I was apparently late as David was already in front of it. I saw him pulling a bead from a bracelet in his hands which I hadn't noticed before. Guess ADHD is really working bonkers nowadays. And a 10 feet long trident materialized in his hands. Strangely it looked familiar. The realization struck me as the fastest thing in the world. It was Triton's trident, the third most powerful weapon a sea deity can use. David pointed it towards the hellhound and it disappeared as an energy beam of sea-green shot from it, leaving behind a pelt which David picked up and mumbled something sounding close to 'Hope you proud of me dad'. Humm. Intresting, intresting indeed(generally hellhounds left fangs, not pelts). I watched David as he sacrificed the pelt to dad. The campers were looking at him in awe. I had made my mind. This brother of mine would be quite powerful and we could train togethere. I decided to talk to my half brother, but before I could the campers (mostly newer ones) mobbed him and carried to the campfire. Huh...I will talk with him later. Thinking it I walked away to the Dining Pavilion. What I failed to notice, was that there was someone I didn't expect to be in the group of people staring my half brother. Annabeth. The next 8 or 9 weeks were a disaster as David framed me for things I never did. I wished to talk to him after lunch. But I couldn't. Maybe he didn't like that I ignored him for some time. Whatever. Off course, some of the campers did not belived him. Rachel, Grover, Cris Rodriguez, Clarisse, Pollex, Nico, Thalia, Chiron, and the Hunters of Artemis (of course, what did you think? Duh. And yeah they were there because of Lady Artemis having a Mission). Note to self :- Ask Lady Artemis if she needs any help, and of course with some respect or little Percy might not live anothere day. Also Annabeth did not belived them, but always looked at me with something closer to suspiciousness.
Then came the day the final blow was landed. I was walking to the beach as that was a place that reminded me of my happier time and made me feel energetic, especially after a training session. As I was walking I saw a couple making out on the beach side. Happy little moments. I just wished Annabeth was there for me at the prsesnt moment. But sadly she had a talk with Chiron, so i was left alone on the beach. I decided not to pay much attention to the couple and wanted to mind my own business. But that was not what the fates wished. I sensed a presence of a sea lord nearby. Knowing that Poseidon would be at the construction site of his new palace in Atlantis, I opened my radar and sensed it to be David. Humm. Strange. Where was he? A feeling of uneasiness spread in me and I looked back at the couple. On closer attention, I saw that the one of them was a boy with pitch black, messy hair. And the female was a person with princess curl blond hair. 'Wait a minute', I thought, 'only one person I the camp has princess curl blond hair. And it is Annabeth. No! It cannot be.' I just stared and the boy spoke," When are you going to breakup with that losser, Beth?"Annabeth replied, "Tommorow we are supposed to go for a lunch date in the city. I will break it out then. But for now let me be with you. " and then saying so she decided that it would be better if she sucked up his tonsils from his mouth and so kissed him again. I now recognised the boy as David Watterson. My bloody half brother!
Cool down Jackson. Idiot bloody Jackson, calm down. Cool down. Sort ir out. I was in so much rage that all I wanted to scream and destroy all things I saw. But that wasn't me. No I she would get what she deserved to get a mouthful of. Approaching them with a slight wobble, I cleared my throat which made Annabeth scramble off. "So, done with hour talk with Chiron? Was it even a talk or an excuse to play tonsil tennis with this dear brother of mine?"
"Percy, it's not what it looks like. Please just listen. I can explain to you wh~"
"And what is left to explain? Actions prove to be better than words. And your words and actions both do not account you to be innocent."
"Oh come on, suck it Perky! I just kissed your ex-girlfriend. So what?" Oh that son of a bitch was going to get it. I could distinctly make out waves of water that I created due to my anger. Humm. Something to work on later, i mean i can't let my anger get the better of me, right? I just turned around and started walking to the cabins. But the bitch still couldn't leave me alone. All I saw, was that Annabeth was struck with lightning from my personal hurricane. I decided enough was enough. I started to run and ran till I reached my cabin. I started packing everything I possessed. And was ready withing half an hour. I had decided that this is not my home anymore.
-flash back ends-
As I was thinking about all that had happened and wondered if I was wrong at any point, I saw I was already at the camp borders. I wanted to talk to someone who would trust me. I had only one name in mind. Hestia. But, but, but. Stop right there. As soon as I decended the camp hill there was a blinding flash and a smell I now hated the most. Olives. Fucking olives! So she out of all the 14 Olympians? When I looked back, I saw that there stood...
