Legacy of the Hearth

Hello people, Rocky here! I've decided to take a very big leap to move to other universes. This being the PJO universe. This is my first ever PJO story, so be lenient with me. Btw, this is an AU in which Perseus is Hestia's kid. I just love Hestia's power. It's bloody cool. Disclaimer: This amazing series of PJO does not belong to me but to Mr Riordan, I wouldnt be here if it was XD.

Percy really hated his life, he really did. Between living in a shitty household and going in an endless merry-go-round of schools (Dad should really give up sometime), he was sure he would choose neither. It didn't help that his mother went AWOL for the whole of his life, causing his dad to sink into depression and be a total wreck. However, if there was something Percy was always happy about, it was fire. No, not the scalding, the burning kind, but warm, and in a strange sense, comforting. While Percy sat by the fireplace after something bad happened, he liked to think when he was a kid that maybe; just maybe, it was his mother comforting him, caring him through his troubles. He never knew just how close to the truth he was.

Hestia looked at Perseus with sadness. It tore at her heart to see her son and John in such misery after she left. However, she did take comfort that her lover was slowly moving on, and finally noticing that he had a son he had to take care of. There was also another concern. While she never knew when she would need to finally send Percy to Camp Half-Blood, she knew it would be soon. Perseus's power was growing. Being the First-Born of Hestia, he was undoubtedly more powerful. His scent was growing too. Hestia knew that she couldn't confine Perseus's scent with her powers much longer, and understood that the time was coming. She braced herself as she prepared to talk with John about Percy's inevitable departure.

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'What the hell.' Percy thought.

Percy thought his life was bad, but here it just got worse. It started out as a pretty normal school trip with Mr Brunner and that Miss Dud, oops no, Miss Dodds. He shuddered as he remembered the detention he got from blurting out that little nickname(ADHD). Horrible. Anyway, it all went to shit when his teacher turned into an Alien from the AVP movie. A monster, basically. It didn't help that it interrogated Percy about things he did not even know, and kept demanding for Percy to return something. Then another weird thing happened. Mr Brunner, the Latin teacher suddenly appeared and threw a sword, with which Percy sliced at the Monster. After that, everything was normal. He was still baffled at how Mr Brunner and the other school kids kept denying everything. It was so normal that Percy almost believed it. However, there was always a weak link in everything. Grover. Percy shook his head as he remembered Grover's laughable lying. A few days later, he decided to follow his friend, to find out what he knew.

"…Worried about Percy, sir" Grover said, causing Percy to tense.

"He needs time. We need Percy to mature more." The voice of Mr Brunner answered, nearly causing Percy to drop his books.

"A Kindly One, in school! And his scent is growing stronger! We need to get him out of here, really!" Grover frantically answered, causing Percy to involuntarily sniff himself. Scent?

A pause.

"Sir, I cannot fail. You know what that means." Grover said with emotion.

"You haven't failed, Grover. I should have seen her for what she was. But the scent, that is concerning. He is more powerful than I thought… No matter. Anyway, we need to be concerned about keeping him alive till next fall…" Mr Brunner said while Percy gaped, dropped his books, and bailed out of there.

Percy sighed, knowing that he was in for a sleepless night.

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Percy decided this was it. It didn't help that he was out of school. Again. This bus ride with Grover wasn't much comfort either. He kept looking around, like he expected something to happen. While he tried to talk to Grover, his friend wasn't really that responsive. Until he dropped the bombshell.

"Looking for Kindly Ones?" Percy whispered, causing Grover to jump.

"Keeping me alive till next fall? What the hell is that, Grover?" Percy added, causing Grover to sweat.

"It w-was n-nothing. I-I was j-just telling Mr Brunner a-about how worried I-I was for you. Not l-like Miss Dud- err- Miss Dodds was existing or something," Grover started rattling off.

"Grover, you totally suck at lying," Percy chuckled as Grover sighed.

Taking out a business card, Grover said, "Well, just take this, okay? If you need me."

Reading the card, Percy noticed a familiar text. Camp Half-Blood. That was familiar, but Percy couldn't place it. Was it a dream… Or… And the bus broke down. Percy grimaced at the terrible smell the engine was producing, before looking across the road to see three old women. He heard Grover hold his breath as the women produced a string, took a large scissors and cut it. The snip wasn't normal, Percy knew that. It was as if something big was cut, the way it reverberated through the streets. Wait. Three old women. Strings. How could he not see it? It was a long shot, but considering how much he experienced in the past week, he didn't think it was impossible.

"Those are the Fates, aren't they? And that string is the string of Life," Percy silently asked Grover, who jumped and widened his eyes.

"Let's get back to the bus, it's finally started already," Grover answered hurriedly, not willing for Percy to find out more. He knew Percy was a powerful demigod, and it didn't help that his scent was getting much stronger after that little revelation.

Grover decided he had no choice – he was going to get Perseus Jackson to Camp Half-Blood tonight. It was all going too fast. He didn't predict what was going to happen, though.

Of ALL bad days, this took the cake. Percy grew more and more freaked out as Grover started to stop denying his questions, instead deflecting them right now. So, he did the only thing that any person would have done in this situation. He bailed out on Grover and took a cab home. As he opened the door, he noticed that his father looked more miserable than ever. Before Percy could say anything though, he was engulfed with a bear hug from his father, who started shaking uncontrollably.

"What's up dad?" Percy asked while he broke away from the hug.

"It's time… Percy. And before you go, I want to say, that I'm sorry, and I love you so much," John said as he gripped his son's shoulders very tightly.

"…Dad? What are you talking about?" Percy said, nervous at what his father would say, after a hectic 2 days.

"Your mother called. Your life is in danger, Percy," John said grimly, as he looked at Percy to signify that he wasn't joking. Percy grew more freaked out. First Miss Dodds, the Fates, and now this. Life just didn't seem to catch a break for him.

"Can I have one more night, dad?" Percy asked pleadingly. His father's eyes softened, and he nodded.

Remembering his childhood, Percy sat in his chair beside the fireplace, basking in its warmth.

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Later that night, the doorbell rang. Percy opened it, only to see Grover panting and scowling at him.

"What were you thinking?! I've been searching all night!" Grover gasped as Percy gaped at his legs, furry legs.

"What's wrong Percy… Oh. Did something happen?" Percy's father said and looked at Percy.

Grover nodded at John, signifying the urgency of the situation. Percy started to freak out as John nodded to Percy to tell him what happened. Backed into a corner, Percy started to tell his father what transpired during the day. After the story, his father merely opened the door and said, "Get to the car, now."

In the car, John only asked one question,"What is hunting us?"

"Hades" Grover answered grimly, as Percy bit his lip, as he started regretting about running from Grover.

"Where are we going?" Percy asked, tense at the silence.

"The place that your mother told me to send you to. Camp Half-Blood. With any luck, we'll be getting there alive," John said calmly, drawing a wide eyed, yet hopeful look from Percy. Perhaps his mother did care about him afterall.

OK this is where the chapter ends. I will try to deviate from canon later in the story, but I don't know. No matter, here's the new PJO story I've been wanting to write. RnR, feel free to criticize. I know I need advice for this project. Pairings you will decide in reviews. Anyway, hope you enjoyed, and toodly woodless!~~