Disclaimer: Don't own Percy Jackson, though I wish I did!

And if some of the people are OOC there meant to be like that.

Percy was sitting on the beach just watching the waves lap the shore, his raven hair blowing in the breeze under the clear sky-blue sky. Further down the beach, in a brilliant golden light appeared the god of the seas, Poseidon. Poseidon calmly made his way towards his son, who seemed to be to caught up in his own thought to notice the god coming towards. It was only when his father was standing by him did Percy notice.

"Hello," Percy said, still staring out at the sea, not bothering to even look at his father.

"Hello there, Percy," Poseidon sat down next to Percy, only then his son looking up at him.

"I thought you weren't supposed to interact with your children," Percy said, eyeing his father.

"I never agreed to those rules. The sea doesn't like to be restrained by the rules. Rules are meant to be broken, if for the right reasons. Besides, this is what you wished for, right? For the gods and their children to get to know each other," Poseidon said, looking out to the sea. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there for your during your childhood I really wished I was. I felt horrible leaving you there with that man."

Percy flinched. "It's fine, I know now that you couldn't because of the laws restricting you," Percy said, his understanding voice sounding forced.

"Percy what happened?" Poseidon asked, turning back to his son, knowing he was hiding something.

Percy flinched again. "He was a gambler, and that means he was drunk most of the time."

"Percy, did he beat you?" Percy flinched then shivered as if remembering something horrible.

"He hit me a few times, but other than that he didn't do anything." Percy said, sounding calm, still not facing his father.

He's a good liar. Poseidon thought. He would have been convinced if he didn't hear the barest of a quaver in Percy's voice. Poseidon eyed his son, noticing the paleness of a scar on the back of the boy's neck. Controlling the breeze ever so slightly, Poseidon made the breeze lift the back of Percy's shirt up slightly, so Percy wouldn't notice. He noticed the scars lining his back as well. As Poseidon studied the scars carefully, he noticed that the the scars started to form letters.

Poseidon's eyes widened as he realized that the clean cut scars had come from a knife.

"Are you okay there, dad?" Percy asked turning to look at his dad, sea-green eyes meeting sea-green eyes.

Poseidon quickly hid his emotions behind a mask. "I'm fine, Percy. I came down here to just talk to you and yet I just can't seem to find anything to talk about." Percy chuckled.

"That's okay. Just you trying to act like a normal dad is good enough for me," Percy gave his lopsided grin, but it was ruined by the tears that had started to for in his eyes.

Meanwhile a ways away sat Annabeth, who was sitting under a tree reading a book enjoying the cool summer weather.

Further in the forest there was a bright flash of white light, killing anyone who had seen it. A lady stood there in the light's place, her startling grey eyes searching for her daughter. After a few minutes of walking Athena finally spotted her daughter intently reading, if she recalled correctly, Harry Potter. Athena walked up behind her daughter.

"Annabeth?" No response.

Athena crouched in front of her daughter before quickly snatching the book away from her, Annabeth giving a startled yelp.

Grey eyes met grey and Annabeth jumped up; staring down at her mother. "M-mom! What are you doing here?"

Athena gave a teasing grin as she stood up, "is it such a crime for a mother to visit her daughter?"

Annabeth blushed, "well, usually demigods never see their godly parent and we never see you unless there's a quest or something."

Athena frowned slightly. That had been true but ever since Perseus had wished for the gods to pay more attention to their children the gods were trying, in many different ways to bond with their children.

"Well, now we can spend more time with our children thanks to Perseus' request. And I was just taking my time to spend it with you," Athena said as Annabeth calmed down.

Annabeth sighed, "then what do you want to do?"

Athena grinned and conjured a book in her hands, "read?"

Annabeth laughed, shaking her head in amusement, "sure, why not."

Athena gave her daughter back her book and plopped down in the shade against the tree and opened her book, Annabeth settling next to her. As Annabeth sat down she pushed her shining blonde hair behind her ear, briefly showing Athena a faded scar on her forearm. Athena narrowed her eyes at the scar before wearily dismissing it as a scar she got from a monster.

It was a while later as the sun began to set did Athena speak again. "Annabeth, there's something I've always wondered."

Annabeth looked over at her mother, she had been watching the sky as it turned red and orange and yellow. "And what would that be?"

"Why did you run away from your father?"

Annabeth sighed, resting her head against the tree and closed her eyes. "Mom, when I was younger that place wasn't like it is today. My step-mother had always hated me because she said I put her two sons in danger and after awhile Dad started to avoid me more then he already was-he had never really liked that I was just left on his doorstep with a note saying he was never going to you again. They never paid attention to be anymore and so I ran away."

Annabeth peaked at her mother, seeing her look of concern and smiled, "It's fine Mom. It's not like that anymore, they're a true family now."

"They still shouldn't have treated you like that in the first place," Athena said.

Annabeth laughed slightly, "Mom, other kids have it worse then me. And besides, have you never learned what human nature is like? Humans always strive to be superior, and will crush what's beneath them to get to the top, or just crush their obstacles for the sheer sick enjoyment they get out of it. I'm fine mom, there's no need to worry."

Athena nodded slowly, "alright, Annabeth."

Athena looked at the sunset before she got up and dusted herself off, lending out her hand to Annabeth who took up the offer and pulled herself up with her mother's hand. "I think I must be going now, it's getting late and you don't want to be late for dinner."

Annabeth nodded, smiling slightly. "I guess I'll see you soon."

"Bye, Annabeth."

Annabeth shut her eyes as Athena flashed away before opening them again, smiling as she made her way to the pavilion; a finished book in her hands.

-Line Break-

Thalia sighed, watching the ripples on the Camp lake. The Hunters of Artemis had been staying at Camp Half-Blood for nearly a week now because Artemis was need for something on Olympus.

Thalia hardly noticed when a masculine figure sat down next to her, one glace and she knew it was her father. She felt her hate for him boil and blatantly ignored him.

Zeus sighed, he knew Thalia hated him but he could never find out why. He had tried already to approach Thalia on multiple occasions but she would always walk away making his anger grow. She was his daughter and she would respect him! He had to control himself so he wouldn't start yelling at her, if he did that their relationship would become even more distant and he had to get closer to her hence Perseus' wish.

"Why do you hate me so much?" Zeus asked rhetorically with a sigh.

"Why don't you ask my mother, she would love to talk with you." Zeus flinched slightly in surprise, partly from Thalia talking to him and the fact there was so much hate in her voice.

"Why did you leave me-no, us- with her! She was a monster, you know that. She hated my very soul and you left me with her, you left me and your son to a monster! Why do you think I hate you! You took away everything I cared about, you took away Jason! Your the reason why my life has always sucked. It's because of you, just you, no one else!" Thalia growled, shaking in anger.

"Thalia..."

Thalia stood up and glared at him, her face emotionless. "Just leave me alone."

Zeus watched as Thalia stormed away, wondering what had happened to his daughter.

Was she abused?

Zeus quickly flashed away back to Olympus and called a meeting.

Zeus sat there calmly as the rest of the Olympians shared looks of grief. Only moments ago did everyone learn that Thalia, Annabeth and Percy had been abused. The savers of the world were some of the most broken in the world.

"There's nothing we can do about it, the past is in the past, nothing can change that. They've probably all gotten over it by now," Hera said with a sigh. She honestly didn't really care much for the demigods but they did save Olympus so she guessed she owed them something.

"But that's it, I don't think Percy has gotten over it. When I brought it up, he went completely stiff and refused to talk about it. And from what I've seen from Thalia she isn't either," Poseidon said, his head in his hands.

"Then how about we bring them here and see their memories then help them get over them," Artemis said, her worry for her lieutenant over ruling her rational thought.

It took all of ten minutes for all the Olympians to agree, Hades just not caring.

-Line break-

The next day Percy, Annabeth, and Thalia made there way into the throne room-Thalia blatantly ignoring her father-wondering why they were summoned.

"Why are we here?" Percy asked after they bowed to the gods.

The demigods gasped as they were forced to the floor on their knees; vines that broke through the tile floor holding them in place. Fear filled the demigods' eyes as they looked to the gods for answers, struggling against their restraints.

Zeus cleared his throat, making Thalia glare at him, "It has come to out attention that all of you have been abused."

The three demigods froze, Percy shrinking away from everyone while Thalia's glare harden in defiance and Annabeth sat there shocked as she looked at her two friends. She had never seen Percy act so small before, what had happened to him?

"So! Does that make any difference! What are planning to do now that you know that?" Thalia demanded, her glare sending shivers down Apollo's and Hermes' spines.

"Easy, we are going to look into your memory's to see how you were abused so we can help you with them," Mr.D stated. Thalia's eyes narrowed along with Annabeth's as Percy's eyes widened with terror. Annabeth and Thalia shared looks as they glanced at their friend, what happened to him?

"Apollo," Zeus ordered.

Apollo got off his Throne and nervously walked towards the group, stood in front of Thalia whose glared seemed to harden even further as she sneered at the gods. "I see, you want to see my memories first. I'll be glad to."

Thalia let Apollo place his hand on her forehead, a golden light glowing under his hand, still glaring at the gods until she fell unconscious, falling onto Annabeth's lap. As Annabeth gently cradled Thalia and Apollo went back to his seat (Percy lost in his own little world, trying to get away from everything that was happening), a screen appeared in front of the gods and a smaller one in front of the three demigods. As the screen blurred into a picture it showed a seven-year-old Thalia cowering in a corner of a house.

Sorry if this is somewhat bad, I did this at 12am to 3:11am, so it might be little weird. I had to get it out of my head so here it is. The arrangement for the demigods is Thalia on the end next to Annabeth, Annabeth is between Thalia and Percy and Percy on the other end. Please tell me how you liked it. PLEASE REVIEW AND GET SOME BLUE COOKIES XD

Revised - 9/30/16

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