Percy was going to kill Apollo.

Well, as long as he wasn't already dead.

Curses flew from his mouth at 100 miles an hour as he fell from the sky and he only barely managed to avoid his neck by rolling across the ground to break his fall. "Damnit Apollo!" he cursed out loud and a scowl broke out on his face. "Why the hell you used the last reserves of your energy on me I will never know…"

"I don't know either." Percy jerked his head up towards the voice and saw he was staring right up at Apollo. Looking perfectly healthy and not close to death like he did a minute ago. Sitting on his throne. In Olympus.

F*ck.

Olympus!

With a strangled cry of surprise Percy stepped back several steps, his eyes wide as he gazed around. They were all here! Aprhodite, Hades, Artemis, Hermes, Hera, Zeus, and- "Dad!" he cried and ran towards his father's throne, coming to his knees right in front of him.

He gazed up at his father with tears in his eyes. He was here, alive, in Olympus. "Percy?" his father seemed confused. Frowning, Percy glanced around and saw all of the gods staring at him with suspicion and alarm. His gaze landed on Artemis, who had disdain in her eyes and it clicked.

Apollo's words.

Escape this time until you are needed. We cannot risk you being in danger until the time is right.

Abruptly the tears left Percy's eyes and he stood up, taking a few steps back until he could easily gaze at all of the gods. "Oh." He scowled and glared at Apollo. "You know, you suck in the future."

Apollo spluttered, too shocked to make an appropriate reply. Someone was speaking to him but his mind was flying, trying to figure out a way to get back to his time in the future when he heard Poseidon ask, "Percy, what are you wearing?"

Confused, Percy looked down at his clothes. He had on black jeans smeared with dried mud and smashed berries that were starting to rip and his boots. A dark green shirt was on underneath his brown leather jacket and he had his trusty sword unsheathed by his side in its sheath. There were was also a knife strapped to his leg and one strapped to his forearm, plus a few concealed weapons, but other than that, nothing unusual.

"What do you mean?" Percy asked in confusion. He wasn't quite sure on the timeline yet, on what would have been going on right now. Was this after the Great War? Or before? And if before, how many years before?

"Well," Poseidon gestured behind him. "They are wearing clothes different from yours, much different, yet they claim to know you."

"Who?" The question barely let his mouth before he turned around and suddenly couldn't breathe. Standing in front of everyone was alive. Healthy. Shocked?

His eyes watered as he stared at all of his friends. Friends he thought were either dead or- No. he firmly smacked himself mentally. These were his friends from the past. His friends from the future were still- Percy stopped thinking about it and focused on the people in front of him.

Nico was there, gods how he had missed his smile, so was Thalia, Leo, Piper… His heartbeat quickened as his eyes landed on the blond haired boy with eyes so blue they could only belong with Jason. Percy stared at the boy, silently mouthing his name as he thought about the Jason waiting for him back in his time… wondering what happened to him… If he was dead…

"Percy?"

Percy's head jerked to the source of the whispered voice, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest. No. It couldn't be- "Annabeth?" his gaze locked on the blond haired girl standing just a few feet away from him.

They stared at each other before Percy ran towards her and before she could blink he was holding her tightly, so tightly. "Annabeth!" he choked, burying his face in her hair. He inhaled deeply, breathing in her scent, that wonderful scent that was indescribable as anything other than Annabeth and tried not to cry.

"Percy…" Annabeth whispered ear and Percy pulled back, his face searching hers and memorizing every detail. He caressed her cheek with his hand, biting his lip to keep from bursting into tears. "My Annabeth…" He opened his mouth to say how he thought she was dead, how almost everyone here was dead but he choked on his words. It was like someone stuffed something down his throat, making it so he couldn't talk.

Of course. The whole, 'don't talk about the future to people from the past' lecture Apollo gave him. Damnit.

"Percy… I thought you were dead!" Annabeth cried and Percy smiled at her gently.

"No, no Annabeth." Now he knew what she was talking about. When he was at Camp Jupiter. "I'm not dead. You guys will find me, I promise you will." But Percy knew that was all he could say.

"When are you from?" Annabeth asked her voice shaky. "Why are you here?" Obviously she could tell that he wasn't the Percy she was missing.

Percy hesitated before replying simply. "The future. It's hell." He tried to change the subject. It was obvious they were all doing something before he got here and Apollo did say to spend time here because it was too dangerous for him to be around until they were ready for him.

Percy followed Annabeth over to the others and gestured for him to sit down, which he did, right between her and Jason. "We were reading. About you?"

Percy briefly glanced at the book and groaned. "Shit… Seriously? Apollo actually wrote those?"

"We were just about to start the next chapter." Piper spoke up softly, an Percy turned to look at her. She seemed nervous so he smiled at her so she would relax. "Hey Piper. Do you mind if I…?" he trailed off, gesturing to the book.

She shook her head and handed him the book. While he reached for it, his gaze flitted over at Jason and he felt his heart ache. But this wasn't his Jason. And there was nothing he could do about it.

"I Play Pinochle With a Horse."

Yeah. So this is a little different. I brought Percy in from another time in the future, a time after the war with Gaea. Basically this Percy is from a story of mine that is in the works and should be up soon.

A few years after the war with Gaea, everything is fine and dandy. Until and ancient, evil power awakens, one that the gods thought was gone for good. The world has erupted into chaos and nowhere is safe. The gods powers have been depleted, some are even dead. Now Percy and his friends have fight to survive and find a way to defeat this ancient power. Before it is too late.

So review about what you thought of this chapter! And my new story idea! would you guys be interested in reading something like that?