Disclammer: I sadly do not own Percy Jackson… if I did I probably wouldn't be on this website so…

PERCY

He woke up with a huge headache. He looked around but it was too dark to make out anything. He would have been scarred but all of his confusion washed that away. What happened? He tried to retrace his steps back to the last thing he remembered, but he could barely remember anything.

He cautiously scrambled out of bed and ran into the restroom as if he were being chased. He was breathing hard against the door afraid someone might try to barge in. But that was silly, since it was obvious that he was alone. He slowly made himself look into the mirror and a teenaged boy about 16 stared back at him with intense green eyes and messy black hair.

It gave him a jolt when he realized that was him, he looked closer to find a leather necklace with strange beads around his neck. He didn't know what to think anymore. He sat down on the floor in sort of a trance. He took a deep breath and tried to remember something, anything. "My name is Percy Jackson" he whispered out loud.

While it was comforting to remember his name, it made him sad that the only thing he could recollect from his memory was his own lousy name. Percy would much rather remember a good friend or a family member. He wasn't even sure if he had a family. Or friends for that matter.

But the most frustrating thing was that he could remember school facts or even how to drive. But when he tried to remember somebody even knew, he would only see a bunch if faces he couldn't recognize.

After a few minutes of sheer panic, Percy got up and stared at himself in the mirror again but instead of looking scared he looked angry. Memory loss doesn't happen like this, he thought, somebody did this and they are going to pay.

As if on cue a loud booming knock made Percy's heart jump, he quickly ran out of the bathroom and turned to face the door. Without thinking he pulled a pen out of his pocket and took of the cap, revealing a long shiny sword.

the sword was even more terrifying than the anonymous person knocking on the door. But Percy decided to go with it, I mean if some stranger comes pounding at my door its convenient to have a deadly sword that fits in your pocket, he thought.

The door exploded right in front of him. On the other side there was a lady with long tangly hair and a warrior stance. Her clothes looked like they were attacked by mud and grass. She gave Percy a glance and then admired the remains of the door.

"You...you...you cant just walk into my house!" he stammered.

The lady looked amused, " This is an apartment", she looked at him with cold eyes, "Mr. Jackson"

"Which is what I meant." Percy said embarrassed.

She decided to let herself in. She set her bag on the bed and turned to Percy with hands on her hips.

"You don't remember much do you Mr. Jackson?"

He didn't answer.

"Well of course you don't, i might as well start from the beginning, yesterday we were trying to...whats the word?...eliminate an enemy camp" she smiled.

"This camp has been trying to destroy us from the beginning, so we decided to put an end to that. But someone interfered, she tried to kill you and ruined our whole operation."

"I got you out of there alive, but unfortunately you had a nasty hit to the head, any questions?" she didn't seem to interested in Percy's questions.

"Wait. What?"

She gave him a warm smile, "This must be very confusing for you, let me explain a little more slowly." she acted like she was talking to an injured toddler, "You do remember about the gods and our war against them? Surely you remember that Mr. Jackson?"

He did remember that, all about the gods. He remembered that he was the son of Poseidon and for some reason it wasn't very shocking. But he didn't recall anything about a war against them.

"We're in war? why?" he breath felt heavy, none of this felt right. He was attacked, and there is a war, and there was strange lady in his apartment.

"We're going to be in war" she corrected. "And to answer that second question is a longer story"

She went on and on about how the gods wanted more and more power. How dangerous and greedy they had become. the gods wanted the world to themselves and to kill all the humans, she said that they needed to stop and destroy them so that order will be in place.

She carried on with stories about her and her allies working to destroy the gods. she told these stories with so much detail and emotion that Percy couldn't help believing her.

She looked desperate, "Percy i hope you realize that if we won't stop these gods then they will destroy all of mankind, everything you and i love, everything."

She regained her posture, "I hope you are fit for duty Mr Jackson because the world needs you"

Percy wasn't sure what to say. Everything was happening so quickly, its was overwhelming. But he did know that she was the only one who seemed to care for him. It seemed like she needed him, and so did a lot of people. he couldn't say no, so he decided to take a leap of faith, i guess he didn't have much to lose

"I am." he hoped he sounded convincing.

"But first I have a question, why do you call me "Mr. Jackson" If I work for you? He asked

She suddenly looked very dangerous, she got close to Percy and said, " Because i treat people who are smart with respect, people who realize what the gods have done. Because some people choose to still protect and respect the gods, and that Mr. Jackson is what I consider to be trash, in which we must throw away."

She stepped back and gave Percy a smile, "Which leads me to your next task."

"That girl who ruined our plan yesterday and tried to kill you. She had tried to destroy us may times in the past. And she is too dangerous to be kept alive. It would help us greatly if you would please eliminate her."

Percy was shocked, What the heck? Eliminate? Is this want he's done all his life? Eliminate people? Oh gods what kind of person am i?, he thought to himself.

"Here is all of her information", she tossed a file on the bed and walked towards the hole where the door previously had been.

" Wait! i didn't even catch your name!" she was already out of the room but she gave him an answer, "Gaea"

And then she resembled the door in a matter of seconds, and just like that Percy was alone again.

He walked towards his bed and opened the file. There was a picture of a pretty blonde girl with stormy gray eyes. He looked at the caption which read, "Annabeth Chase."

Percy smiled, this was going to be easy.

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