A/N- Okay, All characters are owned by Rick Riordan. The only thing that is not his, is what comes from my imagination. I have been working a bit more hours than usual at my job, so updates may come a little slower. Also this will most likely be the last chapter this year, with the holidays coming up real soon. So Merry Christmas🎁, Happy Hanukkah, or whatever else you celebrate (If anything at all, that is). Oh, and thanks for the reviews, they mean a lot.❤ (At the time of me writing this I have four reviews. Shoutouts to the two of you who have posted them, you know who you are.) To be completely honest I started this story out of boredom in my free-time. But I quickly found out how much I actually enjoy writing this. No joke, I found myself going on my laptop just to check for reviews you guys and gals have left. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I do writing it. Any suggestions/help/criticism/advice is welcome, as always. Here's the next chapter.

Previously:

"Good luck, Percy." Chiron said. "I'll see you at dinner." With that, he galloped away toward the archery range.

I stepped into the cabin, ready to start my life all over again.

Now:

Percy's POV

I had to hold myself back from punching Luke when I saw him. I knew that wouldn't really solve anything, and it is not like I could just attack him without a reason. Well, a reason I could prove without revealing myself. The rest of the day went pretty similar to last time. Annabeth still showed me around... again, though a little more in-depth than Chiron. I didn't say much because, truth be told, I was terrified. There were a couple times I had to remind myself that I shouldn't know that much, and that this Annabeth did not know me. It was amazing being so close to her again, seeing her alive and well. However, I did not want to seem like a creep by hugging her (no matter how much I wanted to) saying I missed her, or anything of that sort. If I hadn't gotten so good at concealing my true emotions and being able to control myself, I would have broken down crying long ago. If she dies prematurely again, I don't know what I would do. I can't even imagine seeing her lifeless corpse twice. No! I am determined to save her and all the others this time around. I will not fail!

Getting back on track, Clarisse still tried giving me the "Initiation Ceremony", which I figured I'd let happen the same way. It worked last time, and I don't want to show off my swordsmanship just yet. I don't want to stand out or have too much attention on the first day. Annabeth said she wanted me on her team for capture the flag, told me dinner's at seven-thirty and left to do some training. Leaving me to do whatever I wanted until then.

I checked the sun's position to know the time. Hmm, about six-thirty. (Yeah, that's right, I learned some things over the years. I'm not dumb, just a bit slow at understanding some things at times). After a moment of thought, I decided to pay Hestia a visit down by the hearth. As I made my way over, I saw her poking at the coals with a stick, tending the flames.

When she noticed me, I gave a short bow. "My Lady." I greeted. She looked at me curiously, a little surprised.

"You know who I am?" She asked.

"Of course I do Lady Hestia." I replied.

"Oh, is that so. I was to believe you were new to this world. Am I wrong?" She questioned. "I am surprised you knew who I am."

I mentally face-palmed. Right. I really am such a seaweed brain sometimes. "How could I not know you?" I started, "You are the eldest Olympian, and one of, if not the most important one. You are the peacemaker, the one who keeps the family together, you are always levelheaded and know what to do in even the most dire of situations. You are the Goddess of the Hearth, home and family. Probably even a couple more I can't think of at the moment. Your domains are, in my opinion, the most important of them all."

"I am flattered that you think so highly of me, but you didn't really answer my question, did you? I am positive that you know more than you are letting on, as you actually avoided it entirely. So now I ask, who are you, really?" she inquired.

What do I do now? I don't really want to lie to my favorite goddess, but it is not like I could just say 'hey I went back in time to save a few of my friends from death, as well as train for an upcoming war'. Or could I? I mean, It wouldn't be the most crazy thing I heard. Iv'e been to hell and back multiple times. The fact that she exist, as well as the others, is insane enough! Their is also their Roman forms so... Perhaps I should tell her... It would be nice to have someone I could trust and talk to. Maybe she could somehow help me along the way as well. She could cover for me if I messed up or let something slip. I have made up my mind. I know what will happen if I change nothing, but of course I am going to change some things. Otherwise what was the point in me coming back. This time, we could be ahead of the game, and less lives will be lost.

"Well then?" she asked.

"I am who I say I am," I started. "And that is Percy Jackson, son of Sally Jackson and... well, first I will tell you what I can, if you swear not to reveal anything I say unless given permission by myself."

"Oh, really?" She asked.

"Okay, fine. I know who I am talking to. I trust you enough not to tell anyone until I am ready. Alright, this may take a while." I began. " I am Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon and Sally Jackson. So, I am going to be completely straightforward, and just say it. I...I'm from the future, just... put back in my past, scrawny body."

She stared at me for a few seconds before saying, "You can't be serious. How is that even possible?"

"I'm serious. So serious that I swear on the River Styx that I am not and won't be lying to you." I swore.

"H...How and why are you here then. Surely the future can't be so bad that it makes you want to come back, what is you motive. Who or what sent you back?" she interrogated.

"To answer your last question I was sent back by the Primordial, not the Titan, Chronos and The Creator, Chaos." I answered. Her face showed a bit of awe at that. "As to why, I am not going to go into great detail but, in the span of ten years we went through 2 and a half wars. I say half, because I was sent back in the middle of that last one. The one that we were losing at. I've watched so many people die. Friends and family from both camps slaughtered. Yes, I am talking about the Roman camp. Still we trudged on. Seemingly 8 years without a break longer than a year from battle. First the Second Titan war, then the Second Gigantomachy, then finally, another third war with an enemy we were yet to discover. We had to be careful what we said, never knew who might be listening. There was a theory it was Night, there was a theory it was Darkness, and there was a theory it was the Pit. All of which are extremely powerful Primordials, and if it were multiple of them we wouldn't even know. I was in two Great Prophecies, where we defeated the titan of time and mother earth. It was a massive pain in the butt. I came back because I wanted to save everyone. Not for the fame or glory, but because they were my friends. They didn't deserve to die so soon."

She went silent for a bit before asking, "What did we do?"

"The gods?"I asked. She nodded her head. "To be honest, not as much as I hoped or thought they would. Some helped, others did not. They slowed down Typhoon before defeating him with Poseidon's help. There were actually times when we got hindered by them. Such as Ares trying to start another war all the time, or Mr. D saying we must put on a good show before he would help kill Otis and Ephialtes. Mr. dramatic closed Olympus for months after the first war. Almost caused another war between camps by trying to unite them. And... I think that is it."

"..."

"Um...Yeah. Well. Anyways, I was wondering If you could do me a favor and, I don't know, cover me. Perhaps give me pointers on what to and what not to do." I said.

"That's... A lot to take in." She said quietly.

"Take as much time as you need, I understand how much information it is."

A Few Moments Of Conversing Later

"You don't want me to tell anyone any of this?" She asked.

"Not unless it is absolutely necessary." I answered.

"I understand. And I might be able to help you more than you might think." She stated.

"How's that?" I wondered.

"If what you say is true, then you will need all the help you can get to be able to save your friends. As a goddess, I am limited by the ancient laws. However I can give you my blessing, if you accept that is." She smiled. "I can tell that you are pure of heart. Which is a trait not commonly seen much. Just know, I have never given out my blessing before this, so don't make me regret it."

"I would be honored to receive your blessing. I promise, I won't let you down." I replied, determined. She nodded before reaching forward and touching my forehead with two fingers, sending a glow that made my body tingle as a warm feeling went through me briefly. "May I ask what you blessing entails, exactly?"

"You can summon a sort of fire to heal, but not harm others. It can warm you and your friends up to the perfect temperature. If you concentrate, it can heal people who are your friends, or someone you consider a friend. It can also help those who feel alone or in need of comfort feel better just by having a conversation with them. Your aura will be more soothing, you can summon any home cooked meal, and you are completely immune to flames and intense heat." She explained happily. "Except Greek Fire, you are not immune to that."

"Wow. That's amazing," I awed. "Thank you so much Lady Hestia. How can I ever repay you."

"Just help make the demigods feel wanted and at home. To be a part of a large family." She answered.

"Of course. It would be my pleasure to help anyone in dire need of hope. You have to have faith that everything will turn out fine." I replied, looking up to the sun. Wait a minute, I was supposed to be at the mess hall pavilion with the rest of the cabin about five minutes ago. Oops. I didn't even hear the horn go off. "It was nice chatting with you, 'twas the most refreshing thing I've done in a while. Thanks, for everything. I''ll try to swing by more often, but for now, I'm late for dinner."

"It was nice speaking to you as well, Percy. You can come down whenever you need." She said kindly.

I got up and made my way to the mess hall, giving a quick wave goodbye to Hestia. I was hoping I would be able to arrive without attracting attention, and I did. Maybe they expected me to not know where to go, or what to do since I was 'new' or something. Either way I was glad for that. The place was loud and lively, everyone talking about something to someone else.

But then, me being me I went straight to the table I usually sat at. My fathers. The place quiet down to hush whispers, some giggling as they watched me. I was so confused.

"What?" I asked. I then looked around toward the Athenian Table where Annabeth just shook her head. Then It clicked. They didn't know I was a son of Poseidon. At least not yet. "Um sorry?" I apologized. I got up and made my way to the Hermes Table, squeezing on to the edge.

"Idiot." I heard someone say.

"What a loser." Oh, if only they knew the truth.

I brushed all the snide comments off, completely ignoring them. It wasn't that hard.

"Hey, don't worry about it man." Luke started, "Everyone makes mistakes every now and then. Some, just more than others."

"And some much bigger and worse than others." I implied staring right at him. It wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I couldn't stop it from coming out, so I just rolled with it.

"Um, yeah, sure that to." He frowned before looking away.

The rest of the night went pretty smoothly after that. While everyone headed down to the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin usually leads the sing along. I decided to get some training in. I hacked, slashed, jabbed, and stabbed, those training dummies, knocking them down with ease. They were just dummies after all. The conch horn blew and while everyone went to their respective cabins for the night, I went to the beach to practice some of my powers.

I started off with trying out some of the powers Hestia blessed me with, but soon realized I had no one to practice on. Which was a good thing as it meant no one was hurt, and no one will know I have Hestia's blessing. I could however, try to summon a home cooked meal. Hmm, what to summon. Oh. Duh. My mothers homemade cookies, that counts as a meal right. Now, how do I summon them. I closed my eyes, imagining the cookies appearing in my hand. After a few seconds... It worked! Yes! Mom's cookies are the best.

Now what, I thought as i munched on the last cookie already. I suddenly shivered, just now realizing how cold it is outside. Time to try another one of my new powers bestowed upon me by Hestia. I tried the same thing as I did with the cookies, and felt a familiar tug in my gut. Opening my eyes a small little flame danced around my fingertips bringing warmth to the surrounding area. Wow, this really is amazing. Leo was right. Oh Gods, Leo, Piper, Jason, Frank, Hazel, Nico. I won't even see them for a couple more years. Speaking of Frank and Hazel, Hera better not take my memories this time. I will need them.

I extinguished the flames and walked into the water. Going all the way until my head went under, but still I continued. Once I was deep enough I wanted to try some things under here. First could I light a flame down here? I sat down on the ocean floor for a minute trying to bring a flame to the bottom of the ocean. I couldn't do it. Okay, nice to know. Second I wanted to see if my powers were pumped up a level or not. I tried manipulating the water all around me and found it much easier than before. But that might just be because I am in the ocean, completely enveloped by water. I'll try freezing some of the water later, for now it has been a long day. Days? Time traveling is confusing.

It is so peaceful down here and I don't want to go back to the Hermes cabin, as I'll probably wake someone and get caught. I'll just say I got up early to go for a run or a morning swim. Yawn. I'll just take a quick little nap down here, all alone, unable to be bothered. What would be the harm, I thought, as I slowly drifted off to Morpheus's realm, Relaxed but alert.

I should have known better than to let myself doze off, because with sleep comes dreams. And with dreams, comes the nightmares.

A/N- There is chapter three done. Once again, not the most interesting chapter, but what did you think of it? I felt that at least one person should know the truth about Percy. There had to be someone he could trust to let himself loose. It is not good to bottle up emotions all the time, and it is also nice to know when someone has your back covered. What better person than the Goddess of The Heath, Home, and Family. None other than Lady Hestia herself. Also as explained in the chapter, Percy can just say he was taught everything he needed to know by her. What do you guys/gals think is going to happen next, why should he have not fell asleep. Reviews are appreciated, express you thoughts, questions, and whatnot. I will try to answer all comments. Key word there is try. Any suggestions/help/criticism/advice is welcome, as always.

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