A/N: So not a lot of feed back on the last chapter, which is fine. I really just want constructive criticism, and people pointing out plot flaws like the wrong cabin leaders I did for some dumb reason (I left the last Apollo cabin the same because Lee didn't really have a lot of depth to his character in canon)

Anyways here's the next chapter, and please tell me if you think I'm portraying a character incorrectly or there's a plot hole

Barely had I made it to the arena when I felt a familiar presence enter behind me.

"I'm not in the mood to talk, Luke." The words were shaky leaving my mouth, clearly exposing my wavering emotions despite my wishes not to.

"Then let's not talk. Cut the crap and really spar me, I know you don't like using that strength hidden inside of you, the strength every monster has. You think everyone is going to hate you because of it, but they won't. You'll be a god among demigods. You'll be unstoppable." His words invoked a shiver down my spine. I took a deep breath and attempted to wipe the shock from my face before turning around to face him.

We stood less than 10 feet apart now, and now that I could fully see him, I understood why he was there. The anger in his eyes was shining just as bright as mine likely were, but we weren't angry at each other. I was angry at the campers, at myself, at the gods. Luke was angry about his omission from the quest, and likely just the stress that's been put on him since the last quest.

"I don't know what you're talking abou-" Before I could finish, he lunged at me faster than I'd ever seen anything move before. I didn't even have a chance to think, but that's when my instincts kicked in.

The world slowed down until it reached the all-too-familiar crawl that occurred every time I tapped into my powers from my mother. The only difference was that now Luke was just moving at his normal speed, which didn't make any sense.

My body went into autopilot mode and rolled out of the way of his strike, coming up into a crouched stance with my fists already converted into their signature dual blade appearance.

Everything started to move normal again, and Luke stood there smirking like he hadn't even moved at all.

"You think those other cabin leaders are the only ones with 'special abilities'?" He started stalking in a circle around me, while I simply stood in a ready position.

I narrowed my eyes and focused on his legs, the world seemingly going from a fuzzy view to high definition. I could see every tendon flexing and tensing in his leg as he rocked back just slightly onto his back leg, putting pressure there to dash forward.

I was ready this time, and as soon as he started to move so did I. We met in a flurry of strikes, and although he looked surprised, it still appeared as if he was barely trying, and instead was just lazily throwing strikes at me that he knew wouldn't actually hit.

His lack of concern about our spar ignited a spark inside me, and suddenly I was moving faster than he was, forcing him to defend himself from my onslaught of quick and powerful strikes.

Faster than I could blink, Luke was on the other side of the arena, panting slightly but smiling broadly.

"Impressive, I didn't think you would actually use your powers." His smirk threatened to split his face, but I was far too tired to worry about that at the moment.

Instead, I slumped to the floor with exhaustion, using the last of my energy to bring a ball of water out of the cooler next to me and splash it on my head.

The water helped a little bit, but I still felt like every muscle in my body was on fire.

"See, the gods knew something was coming... something big. And so they gifted their favorite demigods with powers that would make normal children of the big three jealous of a Demeter child." There was a slight edginess in his voice as he spoke, and a new spark started to form in his eyes, replacing the anger previously there.

It was a spark I had never seen before in anyone besides the very monsters that hunted me... a flicker of madness. I slowly pulled myself up into a sitting position and leaned back against the table that held several coolers filled with water.

Luke started to make his way over to me, moving around carelessly like we hadn't just fought at the speed of the gods.

"But nobody knows what's really coming. Not the gods, not the monsters, even the threat that's rising right now is oblivious to what's coming." Luke was now right in front of me, his words more chilling than anything I'd heard.

He flicked his sword so fast all I saw was a glint of movement, and then water was gushing from a slash in the side of a cooler and pouring over my head.

"I saw things on that quest," Luke's eyes were shining wildly now, and even more obvious than the hints of madness flashing through his eyes was the anxiousness in his voice, "The things that I saw... that we saw... well let's just say I'm pretty sure that even the gods' sights were covered from what happened in that horrid place." He slammed his sword down into the dirt and reached his hand down for me to grab. I gripped it tightly and used it to help myself onto my feet, which wasn't too difficult after the surprise shower Luke gave me.

"I'm not trying to scare you, squirt, I'm just telling you that quests come from the Fates, not the gods, so the end result might not favor them and there's nothing anyone could've done about it." I watched curiously as he seemed to calm down instantly, bringing up even more questions and doubts swirling through my head. I opened my mouth to ask just a few of my many questions, but a horn sounded signaling dinner.

My stomache growled loudly at the prospect of much needed food. The meeting had gone through lunch and then with the spar food had somehow slipped my mind. I grabbed Luke's sword from the ground and handed it to him hilt first.

"Let's go eat, and if I make it back from the quest alive then we can talk about this." I could tell just by hearing myself speak that it was obvious I didn't want to end the discussion, but my body was quite adamant on getting food.

Luke laughed loudly at my words and started walking out of the arena, with me trailing behind slightly.

"Trust me kid, there's no way in Hades the Fates are letting you die... not yet." I slowed to a stop, but Luke kept walking, not even turning around to glance at me.

I tried to catch up to him, but when I exited the arena and looked around for him he was already out of sight.

"Now that's a bad ass power, and I thought I was fast..." I snorted in amusement and began to slowly jog towards the amphitheater, all the while trying to ignore the throbbing in my muscles from the strain of moving at such high speeds.

- Line Break -

The rest of the night was fairly uneventful. Dinner was much quieter than normal with the thick layers of tension and apprehension filling the area.

After dinner was over we had a short match of capture the flag, which the hunters won with ease. It's not that tough of a match when your opponent's best strategist, Annabeth, and a child of the big three, myself, are forced to sit out so they don't get injured for the upcoming quest.

Luckily Zoë agreed, and along with the fact that she too was forced to sit out the match, she convinced Chiron to schedule another one upon our return.

When Capture the Flag was over everyone went off to bed, feelings of nervousness at their peak. Zoë, Annabeth, Phoebe, and myself had talked during the capture the flag match and decided to meet at the top of Half-Blood hill around 6 AM.

It wasn't too early, but it gave us plenty of time to get started on our quest, which didn't exactly give an address to start us off.

That's about when my night did become eventful.

I had just finished talking to Luke about the quest, mostly receiving some tips and a cool pair of winged shoes, and was on my way back to my cabin.

After the long day I was eagerly awaiting the sight of my bed and the comfy sleep it promised, what I wasn't expecting to see was a hobo fisherman perched back on my bed, eyes closed and hat pulled down to mostly cover them. I stepped closer to him, only to have him open his mouth and speak.

"I guess I could have made this place a little more comfy, but I honestly wasn't expecting any more demigod children, which I guess still hasn't happened," the man's deep voice was smooth as water trickling from his lips, but tumbled with a undertone of power that couldn't be ignored. It didn't take a genius to figure out who he was.

"Poseidon?" We both locked eyes, curious gold clashing with equally curious green.

"That's odd, aren't your mother's eyes..." he paused and stared at me for a few more moments before smiling brightly. "It's great to see you Perseus, I've been dying to meet you ever since I noticed someone swimming faster than the speed of sound and creating quite a ruckos when mortal sensors picked it up on their radar." He finished with a wink while I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.

"Yea, I may have been just a little overwhelmed by the feeling of finally getting to swim." Poseidon nodded enthusiastically at my words and leaned against his trident, which I was just now noticing.

"As any child of mine should be." We fell into a sort of comfortable silence, but like any other person with ADHD, I can only handle silence for so long.

"So, I know this may be bold of me to presume, but I'm guessing this isn't just a friendly visit?" Poseidon's smile became slightly forced as he patted the bed next to him for me to sit down on, which I did.

"I don't know how much you remember of your mother's... passing," It wasn't much, to be honest. I had tried to suppress those memories and so far had been fairly successful, "but it wasn't an ordinary death for a monster. I've had my doubts about it, and I've been always keeping a small portion of my essence focused on finding her energy signature back on earth... even after it was nearly impossible for her to reform... 2 years ago."

My breath caught in my throat, walls closing in and the world spinning around me. Poseidon kept talking but I couldn't make out his words, I could barely hear him. I didn't know what to do, what to say. I had always assumed she would reform, even if I had no idea how long it would take. I had never considered... I hadn't even thought about...

"W-How?" Poseidon grimaced and sat on the bed next to me, rubbing comforting circles on my back even thought I'm fairly certain a boom of thunder outside was warning him to stop.

"It was the curse. I believe the mystery behind your birth is something even the Fates have trouble understanding, but somehow you steadily absorbed just enough to keep your mother alive, but not too much that it would kill you." His words were admittedly soothing, something only a father could manage in such a time like this. I clenched my fists together and watched as they went through the familiar process of shifting to stone, then to bronze, and then through both of their forms as blades and shields.

"I see you've already started scratching the surface of your powers." I glanced up at Poseidon in confusion and saw him smiling, albeit still slightly forced after our recent discussion. "What? You didn't think you spent all that time absorbing the curse just to get some stone fists, did you?" Even more thunder boomed outside, this time rattling my cabin and causing everything inside to shake slightly.

"And that's my que to leave." Poseidon stood up from the bed with a sigh, planting one last firm grip on my shoulder as he locked eyes with me.

"Good luck on your quest, my boy." He began to disappear into a thin watery mist, and his words echoed through the room, "You are, and always will be, a true child of the sea, even if not everyone will see it that way."

I stared at the spot Poseidon was in for a minute or two and then flopped back onto my bed.

"Love you too, dad."

A/N: BOOM! Finally got this done. You guys have no idea how much I struggled with trying to fit in what I wanted to, while not fitting in too much that I would spoil something. Anyways, it's done now, and while I appreciate all the feedback I've gotten (and taken pretty much all the criticism into account so far) I need more!

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