Summary: The Gods of Olympus were defeated long before Percy was born and since then the planet has been under the evil and terrifying rule of Kronos. While Percy lives on the streets with his Mother and Grover there is a secret, underground force called HBO. He is fine until he learns about the existence of his father and about a secret underground rebellion called HBO and worse yet, the Minotaur kidnaps his mother. He then sets forth on a journey to reunite with her…but along the way he meets other…unexpected people.

PAIRINGS: PercyxAnnabeth, JasonxPiper, SilenaxCharlie PoseidonxSally and other pairings…deciding who Nico or maybe even Leo should be with…

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DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON! IF I DID...Well i don't alright! Oh! Silena and Beckdendorf wouldn't die!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Percy POV

I panted heavily as I hid behind the dark corner of the street, looking around cautious at the barely moonlit street. I'd have to be cautious and careful if I wanted to get home unharmed by the monsters roaming around the streets.

It was a cold day, despite it being the beginning of June. The evil snow goddess named "Khione" often made this her place her own private playground for weather control. She also controlled lower Manhattan as our Goddess under Kronos. Lucky us!

I dodged behind a dark, abandoned building as a group of Chimera with horrible red eyes walked down the street, searching for residents. They wouldn't give up unless their master told them too, and that never happened so they were usually on the streets prowling around.

My mom, Sally Jackson, has told me that before I was born there used to be only one fire-breathing, lion bodied, and snake headed tail beast in the planet. That was before the Titan Lord Kronos took over the world and made clones of the original Chimera and other horrible beasts to do their bidding. Now in these days, packs of different monsters roamed everywhere looking for recruits for Kronos and Gaea army of evil.

I guess I should explain what's going on. Well, my mother told me it all started many years before I was born when this seventeen-year-old, named Luke Castellan son of Hermes-What? You don't believe in the Greek Gods? You sure are in the wrong place then, the Greek Gods are real and alive. Or at least…most of them are alive…

Anyway, I was telling you about a half-blood named Luke Castellan; he was a camper at this ancient place called Camp Half-Blood. Camp Half-Blood used to be a safe place for half bloods until he came along. Despite his age he did some very horrible things that most adults wouldn't be able to do. First of all, he stole the Master Bolt of Zeus, the Trident of Poseidon, and the Helm of Darkness from Hades. Kronos had made him his top captain in the army and made him immortal at age seventeen forever. Pretty impressive right?

Yeah, but it's mainly really horrible too because he handed over the most powerful items of the Big Three; Zeus Poseidon and Hades, to the evil Titan Lord Kronos. From then everything went downhill. Kronos enslaved and killed most of the gods or imprisoned them somewhere. Like Zeus was imprisoned on Mount Olympus, Poseidon was imprisoned in the Underworld, Poseidon imprisoned in his ocean castle. Athena was put to work on some island for Kronos for building large towers and monuments for the Titans.

The fraternal twins, Artemis and Apollo, were each trapped in a rather special way. Artemis wasn't really trapped in any place particular like the rest of the Gods but was made invisible and powers stolen. She can only be seen at night in the moonlight or a reflection in water at night. Kronos, unable to imprison her fully, had put her the sunniest place on the planet or something similar that. Apollo was the same as her, but yet opposite conditions of her. He can only be seen in the day and in bright sunlight, but he, like his sister, was put in a very dark place.

The other gods of the twelve were each captured too. Dionysus was made his "special" cupbearer, or wine bringer and maker, of Kronos. Hephaestus was Kronos top weapon maker, which really wasn't very surprising considering what Hephaestus used to be God of. Ares was one of Kronos minions in fighting, not a general, but a fighter none-the-less.

I slowly walked through the night while glancing around every corner, clutching my bag of food that I had scavenge for my mother, my best friend Grover, and I to eat. I was extremely lucky today since the monsters had not caught me, yet. My back could still remember the pain of being caught and being barely able to escape alive.

As for the rest of the gods: Demeter and Persephone were put as Kronos personal slaves to work in his kitchen, Demeter cooked and Persephone arranged the food to Kronos liking. Aphrodite and Hera, both being called useless when captured by Kronos, were just two regular but "special" like Dionysus slaves who served him food. Hermes delivered messages for Kronos while under strict guard of his other servants. I wasn't sure what had happened to Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth, Kronos had captured her but hadn't advertised what he had done to her like the others. Whatever had happened to her, it couldn't have been good at all.

Some Minor Gods had been killed, names I won't mention, brutally and on screen as to scare the rest of the world into submitting into Kronos's will. Even though, apparently, no one had believed in the gods before this happening of the world getting taken over. Weird huh?

What? How do I know this? Well…it's a long story. And on these streets lack of information will get you killed. I'll tell you. It's because of my mom. Remember? Sally Jackson? She is the one who told me all of this stuff and before you ask how did she know it, she was told by my father. Also, I have no idea how he knew so don't ask me!

…In fact, I know very little about my father…I don't know what his name is, what he likes doing, or even what he looks like. Well…my mom tells me that I look a lot like him so I guess if I just imagine an older me I should be alright. WRONG! Anyway, the only things I know was that I was born at the mid-beginning part of the war and that my parents had met on this beach called Montauk.

I know what you're thinking. Who starts a relationship in the middle of a war? Apparently, with my own still living self as proof, my parents did. Before I was even born my father left my mother and told her that he needed to fight in the war. She says that she understood but I can tell that every time I mention it hurts her a bit inside. She told me when I was around a few years old, that my father had died in battle, and never was going to come home. That I would never meet him...that was one of the worst days of my life.. I can still remember some things I used to do before the war got too bad.

Flashback

I walked slowly over to my mom as she sat crying at the table in the abandoned warehouse. I was cold and had been in bed until I heard the cries of my mother, concerned I had went out of my room to see if i could comfort her. Grover was sleeping on the couch and muttering word like "Food!" and "Enchilda's!". I giggled when i had heard him talking but then stopped hearing the noises outside in the distance. Outside, far from our abandoned warehouse, I could hear big booms of bombs exploding and people yelling, I was already used to it by now. It had been like that my entire life, and we were luckier than most to have a place quite a ways away from the battlefield.

"Mommy?" I had asked her. "What's wrong? Is Daddy okay?"

I had heard alot about Daddy, and how he was bravely fighting in the war to protect my mom and me. I was proud of him, but still a bit sad that I didn't get to meet him. But Mommy promised that someday I would! And I believed Mommy!

Sally Jackson looked at me with tear filled eyes, quite a few rolling down her cheeks reddening them. She sniffed and reached over to me to pick me up. She did, and set me on her lap so I could lay back on her chest as she held me like mothers do. But I was concerned about her tears, and she never held me like this unless something was really wrong. Like the time she found out the hut at Monatuk had been destroyed. That place held very special memories for her and Daddy.

"Mommy?" I questioned looking up at her beautiful, yet tired, face.

She sniffed again and held me tighter against herself. "Percy, you know how I said that you would one day meet your father?"

My heart skipped a beat. That was it? Daddy came home and she was crying because she was so happy? That must of been it! I began to wiggle and move excitedly. "Really! Daddy's home! When can I see him! When can I-"

"Percy." Said my Mother softly. "Daddy's not coming home...Daddy's...gone."

My heart stopped at that moment. Daddy was gone? Daddy was...dead?

Outside I could hear my mother whispering how sorry she was and saying that Daddy loved me. But i knew better, if Daddy had loved me or my mom he wouldn't of died. He would of beat the bad guys and lived happily ever after with us! Forever!

Forever...

That had been one of the hardest days of my life, and since then, things haven't gotten better.

End Flashback

I remembered that memory with a grimance, my feelings not have really changed since that day. Just..mellowed a bit with muturity. But still, I kind of resented my father for that, for dying when my mother needed him, for leaving before I was even born, for making my mom so sad, and a lot of other things. But now wasn't the time to feel sorry for myself. I needed to get home.

I ducked into a dark alley as I saw a snake like creature, who's mythical name I had forgotten, slithering around. I breathe a sigh of relief. That had been a close one. I was currently in downtown New York in Manhattan, or, at least, it had been Manhattan…

But that was before I was born so I don't know all of the details, Kronos had changed the name of it to Titan, the capital of Great Titan. It was kind of a stupid name to me but I had no choice in the matter. The reason why he had changed this particular town into the name Titan was because it used to be the holding place for most of the Gods. Cool right?

My mom had told me that they had been in the Empire State Buildings because that was one of the primes of the western civilization. They used to be in Greece and Rome but they shifted their power with the Western Civilization. Not that it mattered; they were only slaves and servants now.

Titan, or Manhattan, being the capital and last resting place of the Gods It should have been pretty nice right? Like fancy houses and paved streets? Wrong again! It was a complete dump! It had been over run by monsters that only belonged in monsters and was ruled by an insane, evil, insane, power hungry, insane, oh and did I mention insane?, Evil Goddess. Or at least this part of the country, the "lower" part of the former state.

Manhattan was the first place to go in the Second Titan War and most of the residents were slaves. I wasn't sure what lived in Uptown Titan, the true capital of the Titans. I had only heard rumors of it. Rumors of people with strange powers yet not gods and mythical beasts, yet not myths, lived there. My best friend, Grover, had told me this.

Who's Grover? Grover has been my best bud since I was born. He has a leg problems, said from getting attacked by a beast once, and a fetish for eating strange foods. But I shouldn't be talking, at least he can eat anything when we really didn't' have much of nothing. I'm not sure how old he is but apparently, despite him looking my age, he is almost as old as my mom. I have no clue how that is possible but I had other things to worry about besides my best friends weird aging. Like wondering where I would get the next meal for my family, or how to avoid getting killed every day, and also how to improve our horrible lifestyle as it is.

I walked down the dark, only moonlit streets, towards the abandoned warehouse where Mom and Grover currently were. Suddenly I heard a scuffle. I spun around towards a dark alley where I had heard the noise. I hoped it wasn't a monster because I had no means to defend myself from it. Suddenly moonlight fell upon the front of the alleyway and I saw…

I yelled in surprise and fell back onto my butt when I saw what looked like the ghost of a twelve-year-old girl with silver hair and eyes as white as the moonlight. She looked tired, worn out, as if she had been running a marathon for the last…probably twelve years. Her face was scared, a face not uncommon to this state of life, and pale. Or perhaps it was just the moonlight.

She seemed to be trying to say something to me despite my reaction. I wasn't sure if I should run away or what. She didn't seemed hostile…in fact she had a desperate face like if she wasn't able to tell me this one thing she would die. I had a feeling that it was something like that so with that thought in mind I slowly sat up and got to my feet. I knew it was really stupid to not to be looking for something to defend myself or running away, but if felt like I could…nah. No point overcomplicating it.

I approached the strange ghost-like girl cautiously. She breathed a sigh of relief at me not running away.

Finally, she spoke. It was like before she wasn't able to…like she had bad reception or something. But that wasn't possible, she was right there.

"I have not much time Peresus-"

"Wait, how do you know my name?" Then blushed realizing that she had just said that she was in a hurry.

She didn't appear to be annoyed, apparently still glad that I hadn't been scared off running. "I know your name because…not important, I just do. And I also know your father very well young hero-"

"Wait another minute," I said a bit angrily. "My father is dead!"

She gave me a pitied look and I had a feeling she knew something I didn't. I immediately wanted to know more about what she knew. But right now she was talking so I did the polite thing and listened. My earlier outburst had been because of my ADHD. Yeah, blame it on the ADHD.

"I have known your father a long time young hero." She said softly.

"Who!" I asked eagerly and still a bit angrily.

She hesitated and looked down a bit yet not breaking eye contact with me with those pale orbs. "I…I'm not sure…"

My mouth dropped open. Didn't she just tell me that she knew! What did that mean? "What!" I asked. "What does that mean?"

She gave me a nervous look. "I have it narrowed down between…well, seven men but I know each of them very well!" She said hurriedly.

And before I could question her any further what the heck it meant for her to have my father narrowed down to seven men she continued to speak at a hurried pace as before, except now her form flickering as if it was a hologram.

"But the reason why I am sending you this transmission of myself is because I need your help and-."

Suddenly a howl cut off her talking. Her eyes widened and I realized that the howl had come from her side of the…wherever she was. She looked at me panicked and began to move her lips in one more group of words before she disappeared into darkness as moonlight moved from that spot.

I stepped back, admittingly frightened immensely. I turned from there and ran as fast as I could as if a monster was behind me, very funny but seriously I was scared, back home to the abandoned warehouse. I panted heavily as I ran into the metal doors, fumbled with the handle, and opened it while running inside. I slammed it closed and leaned up against the walls panting heavily. I slid down to the floor and held my head. That one sentence had affected me so much. I didn't know why.

No. I did know why. Because the words she spoke…the words she spoke…they…

"Percy? Are you hurt? What's wrong?" Came the usual concern sound of my Mom's voice. "Are you alright?"

"Food!" Yelled Grover's voice from his bedroom. Obviously he was sleeping and dreaming of wonderful things to eat. Things that most people probably hadn't seen in years. Under normal circumstances I would have cracked a smiled like usual.

But things were different all of the sudden. Things had just changed drastically…She could have been lying to me but for some reason I doubted it completely. Because…the words she spoke to me…the ones that had me so shaken up…were…

Your.

Father.

Lives.

I didn't know it then. But those words had changed my course of life forever, and it wasn't even dinner time.

End of Prologue

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