A teen walked down the street, no older than 17.

Turning the corner, he froze. There, a few feet from his face, was his apartment. And it was on fire.

Firemen rushed to save the 2 adults trapped inside. They had reached them, but it was too late. The moment they had been delivered to the hospital, they were already dead.

One man, and one women ; Sally and Paul Blofis.
(Yes, in this story they had been married)

The teen broke down next to their beds. For once he was grateful for the pale white sheets that covered their corpses, for he had not to look at their deadly pale faces, with no sign of life.

Sobbing on the floor, a nurse walked in, and gently tapped the young man's shoulder.

"Sir, their are some people who want to see you." The nurse said with such a kind, gentle voice.

Wiping his tears away, he nodded, and followed the young, chestnut haired nurse.

She brought him to a small family. A mother with dark ginger hair, a father with black hair with a white streak, a young lady with bright ginger hair, and a young teen. He should've felt relieved that a family had come to visit him, except for the fact that the young teen, with black hair and ice blue eyes, radiated coldness and death.

Almost like a son of Hades. He tried to ignore it, and quickly snapped back to reality when the nurse began to speak.

"Mr. Jackson, this family were great friends with your mother. They came here to ask if you were ok with being their son." She said calmly.

Percy looked at this family and slowly nodded, signaling he was ok with being adopted.

Signing the papers the nurse handed them, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton headed home, with their adopted son in the back of the RV.

Too tired to realize he was in a ghost hunting vehicle, he looked outside. leaning against the window.

Reaching the big house on the corner of the street, with the word 'Fenton' on the side, the two children, told to by their parents, led the teen up the stairs to his new room. Nodding in appreciation, the two siblings left.

Percy immediately fell into a long, nightmare filled sleep on the bed.

A/N how was the prologue? If you want to know what his nightmare was, I don't know! Whatever you like I suppose, probably his time in Tartarus or watching his apartment burn to ashes.

He still has ADHD and Dyslexia, just in this one he was too tired to go all ADHD. Be grateful, when I do include his ADHD, let's just say you might get annoyed.

Anyways, remember, REALITY IS AN ILLUSION, THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM, BUY GOLD BYE.

-your demon friend, Maddy