Demigod Teacher

Percy's P.O.V

Entering the living Quarters I asked "annabeth are you here" From the bathroom I heard what sounded like Annebth being sick. MAking my way through to the bathroom I found her laptop wide open still on as it automatically worked. That was strange; she never left in on like that.

Opening the door to the bathroom I said "Wise Girl, are you okay?" At the toilet sat Annabeth who was emptying her stomach. Getting down next to her I started to rub her back and within a few minutes she stopped and said "Thanks Perce." Cleaning herself up she said "I know why this RIddle guy managed to survive...but... it's horrific Percy….I couldn't believe the kind of stuff a person has to do to do what he did. I don't know how anyone can be that evil and we walked through Tartarus so I think we have a pretty good Idea on evil"

Good Lord what kind of evil deeds needed to be done to make yourself immortal. Helping her stand up I said "Alright Wise Girl let's get you to bed. I will make you some soup, turn off your laptop and you rest up. No more research for you today" I was fully expecting her to try and argue against me but instead she just sighed and pressed her head against my shoulder.

After helping her to bed I Turned on the stove that we had gotten the elves to put in and I started boiling her some soup. As I did so I made sure to put away all of her stuff neatly. After being together for 9 Years and married for 5 of those I knew exactly how she liked all of her things to be organised and I knew what to do to make her happy.

Once the SOup was finished I took it to her to see her already Passed out asleep, thank Gods for those bracelets that Hazel had managed to make us. Not anywhere as many Demigod dreams for us...hell yeah! Staying Quiet I picked up the book that I had been reading for the past few weeks as well as put on an alarm on my clock for an hour's time.

My students so far this morning had all been pretty good although my second class got into quite a few scruffs with other members of their year especially Gryffindor and Slytherin but I'm Certain that's something I could work out in time. Mr Potter and Miss Granger were very interesting. They were both very powerful but it was almost as if something was holding them back. That's something I would have to look into.

Suddenly I got a Mist Call coming through and a voice saying "MEssage for Percy Jackson from Thalia Grace. Do You wish to accept?" What could Thalia want? I couldn't just ignore it. Opening it up I said "Hi Thalia what can I help you with" From the other side of the IM came my now 19 Year old Older/Younger Cousin with her black hair, Blue streak and Lieutenant Tiara appeared.

She looked straight at me and said "Hey Percy, I just popped by your house to find that frank and Hazel were there. Where are you? Neither of them would explain anything to me." Pacing my book down on the table I started to explain the situation to her and resulted in several rather profane Curses coming from her mouth before she said "Right. Do You want some help training those kids on Aiming and how to use weapons that can kill monsters? I could even get The Hunters to bring some extra weapons with us." MY eyes widened at her offer and I said "THat would be fantastic Thalia, look I need to go because I have another class to take in about 20 Minutes and I need to prepare stuff"

Before I could finish my Sentence I was Interrupted by Thalia who started to laugh maniacally "Prepare stuff? You?! Hahaha" Rolling my eyes with a grin on my face I said "Oh haha I'm taking this job very seriously Pinecone head. Anyway look after yourself and I'll see you soon Thals."

Ending the call I picked up my other book and made my way towards my classroom for my first lesson with the 3rd years...fun.

Harry's P.O.V (5 Hours Later)

Myself and Hermione knocked on the door to Professor Jackson's Classroom for the 3rd time today and we were greeted by a "Come in Mr Potter, Miss Granger" Opening the door we found the classroom was empty like it was this morning when we had been practising. IN the center of the room though was a Fighting Dummy who was getting sliced and diced by a Bronze sword that glowed illuminating the area around it.

The Owner of the Sword was Professor Jackson who was Shirtless and sweating profusely as he hacked and Slashed at the Dummy who would occasionally move one of its arms which held a sword forcing Professor Jackpm to duck out of the way. Looking at Professor Jackson's Bare Torso as his Sword past it you could see hundreds of Scars covering his chest and Back as if somebody had tortured him.

The Scars ranged from being almost non-existent to being rather Prominent. Now that we could also see his Torso it became clear what the small lumps on his arms were. More Scars. Who was this Man? Once more I could see something black on his left Forearm but I couldn't tell what it was. Suddenly Professor Jackson slashed at the Dummy's head cutting it off in one clean strike.

He stood up properly and drank some water which made all of his sweat seemingly disappear as he pulled on a Purple T-Shirt with what looked to be Latin writing on it….something Jupiter it read. My Latin wasn't the best I would have to admit despite most spells being in Latin

Looking the two of us up and down he said "Follow me into my Office." The Two of us followed him through where we found his office to be extremely tidied away with nothing really looking like it was his. On the Floor was Three Matts and in the background one of those things that Professor Dumbledore had in his office.

Sitting down on the Mat in front of the Desk he singled for us to do the same so the two of us did so although Hermione seemed a bit unsure. Once we were both sitting down he said "Alright. To learn how to defend your mind you first clear your mind." What the bloody hell did that means.

HE crossed his legs and started breathing in and out slowly "Now That doesn't seem very much like advice but it's actually all you need to know. But how do you clear your mind? That's the question."

He breathed in and out and said "To Clear your mind you need to relax, stop thinking about the problems of the world and be at peace with yourself. The way I was taught is to start slowing your breathing and start to focus on one primary thing. IN my case I think about my wife but you need to think of something that will bring you peace and just focus on that."

Okay what brought me peace? Hogwarts I guess, Being with Hermione? Being away from the Dursleys? My breathing started to slow as I imagined the one play that brought me joy. The Gryffindor Common room with Hermione and Sirius there. Snow Falling outside and the fire Crackling away inside. Hermione snuggled into me reading a book...where did that come from?

Next to me I could tell Hermione was starting to get the hang of it as her breathing slowed down as well. SUddenly there was a loud Bang! Somebody then said "Professor there is a fight going on down the corridor between to 2nd years. You need to stop them?!" That voice sounded too old to be a student but who else would call another Adult a Professor and not be a professor themselves?

Professor Jackson Sighed loudly and said "ALright then, Mr Potter, Miss Granger keep up what you are doing." THe door closed once more and after I couldn't hear the footsteps anymore I said "Hermione, do you want to check out the Professors Memories?" I could tell she was trying to fight her urge to investigate so I said opening my eyes "Look I'm sure he's a good guy but after Moody I don't want to take any chances."

Hearing her sigh I grinned as I knew I had won and she said "Okay a quick dive into his memories but only a quick dive!" She stood up her Brown curly hair bouncing slightly as she did so. The Two of us made our way over to what I believe DUmbledore called the Pensive and the two of Threw our heads into it.

Hermione's P.O.V (Percy's Memories)

The Moment my head plunged into the memories I immediately regretted it. The Water like memories ran like ink forming various scenes as it made its way down to the memory that was in the small pool. What to be war and death surrounded us on both sides, Monsters from Nightmares, Armies of Teenagers wearing full on Armour and more as we made our way down until we crashed down onto hard concrete; the ink Drying as we did so.

Standing Up I found Harry who groggily stood up and said "That didn't happen last time. Who the hell is this guy?" Looking around I noticed we were on a bridge that looked like it had seen better days. Looking backwards I saw New York City but it looked like a scene out of a nightmare. Flame covered the city and explosions rocketed from other areas. What was going on?

IN front of us stood what looked to be a much younger Professor Jackson in full Armour apart from his helmet, his gray streak being thinner but a lot more prominent with his Sword mid Arc. On the ground before him was a Teenage Girl about mine and Harry's age and presumably the same age as Professor Jackson at this point. She was holding her Shoulder which was bleeding profusely coming through her Shirt that she was wearing under her Armour.

Had Professor Jackson done this? Looking past them I saw a group of what looked to be Teenagers and Young Adults in Armour along With Monsters that came from the worst nightmares. In the front was a man about 21 with a scar running past one eye. Both eyes glowed Gold as he sat upon a Horse and held what seemed to be a Scythe in one hand?

Suddenly everything started and Professor Jackson's sword carried on Swinging almost hitting Harry if it didn't go right through him "Get Back!" He shouted before saying "Nobody Touches her!" His voice was full of Anger, Pain, Love and it was clear as day on his face two which was scrunched up his eyes stormy like a hurricane.

The Man on the Horse stepped forwards and said "Interesting" His eyes narrowed before he said "Bravely Fought Percy Jackson. But it's time to surrender...or the Girl Dies" The Girl on the floor groaned and opened her eyes which she was clearly struggling to do as she said "Percy Don't." Percy don't what? Surrender? Or not let her die?

(Outside of the Memory)

Suddenly we shot up out of the memory. Harry gasped for air as he said "What in Merlin's beard was that. Suddenly from outside of the classroom we could hear footsteps approaching. The two of us ran for their Matts and just managed to get back into the positions we had been in when Professor Jackson renentered and said "God that was annoying. Alright you two you are dismissed for tonight. Keep practising this every night until we meet again next week."

Just like that our first lesson with him was over but now I was more curious than ever to discover who he really was. And more Scared.