I decided to make a brand new chapter three, I hated my old one so...Enjoy!

Would you believe me if I said I almost betrayed the gods?

Probably not, after all i'm the 'hero of Olympus'. But it's true, I almost betrayed the gods for one thing I thought I would never have.

Love.

That sounds dumb but I mean true love. The type of love that sends your heart into a basket of butterflies.

Gods, I already sound like a disney princess.

But back to the topic, if it wasn't for my mom I would have told every secret I knew. Because for my mom, i'll throw away love.

Just for her.

After all, if it wasn't for me she would had have the perfect life with perfect kids and a perfect husband (Not that Paul is bad for her or anything). I would sacrifice my life for this woman.

It's a shame she doesn't feel the same.

"Mommy, do you love me?"

Sally Jackson pursed her lips and gave a weak smile.

"Of course I do!" She ran her hands through his dark hair, not daring to look in her son's face.

Because it looks too much like his.

With a soft kiss on his forehead, she ran out the door to go catch the bus for her job.

She didn't know that Percy knew she was lying.

After all, no one likes ugly boys.

Percy sighed and grabbed his backpack, he didn't have time to focus on this, he only had fifteen minutes to get to school. Luckily, Gabe was sleeping over at one of his buddies' house. Percy would bet money that Gabe was currently smashed out on a conch somewhere.

Before leaving, Percy couldn't help but glance at a picture of him and his mother a few weeks before she met Gabe. Her curly brown hair had no gray strands and her eyes still had that dazzling sparkle.

I wonder if she knew that she would marry the worst bastard alive someday.

After glancing at another picture that was took before Percy was born, he wondered if she knew she would give birth to a true bastard one day.

Percy sighed and went out the door.

Sally Jackson wasn't stupid.

She knew her husband Gabe and his buddies would abuse Percy when she wasn't around. But she didn't stop it.

What was the use? It was either abusive mortals or monsters that would kill him for simply existing. To her, abusive mortals sounded better. It wasn't an well known fact but, the crueler the personality the worst you smelled to monsters. So logically she went with one of the meanest, cruelest guys she knew.

It was all to protect Percy. After all, a few punches weren't as bad as compared to being eaten alive, was it?

So if from ages four to twelve her son, her little angel would have to suffer just so monsters wouldn't sense him, she was okay with it. While she wanted to kill Gabe and his buddies whenever Percy had a new bruise on his face, she just smiled and patted his head.

Sally could feel the tears crowding her eyes as she drove home. Who was the true monster in this? While monsters hunted demigods down for a meal, most of them didn't let their children be harmed. In fact, most monsters would die for their children. At least Sally could take relief in the fact that they would never do anything with her around.

The blue-eyed woman opened the door to her messy apartment (thanks to Gabe) and rolled her eyes as she saw her drunk husband knocked out on the floor. While mentally counting the beer bottles around the living room, she guessed one of his buddies had came around. She hoped Percy had locked the door to his room.

"Oh yeah!" she heard from down the hallway. Moans and grunts came from down there and Sally paled as she noticed where the sounds came from.

Percy's room.

Sally ran to her son's room and slowly opened the door. Red filled her vision as she saw the thirty-three year old man that was touching her seven year old son. She barely refrained from jumping that man and strangling him.

Percy was sitting on the guy's bare lap, clearly uncomfortable as the man grinded himself against Percy's small body.

And was it mentioned that Percy didn't have anything except a large shirt on?

She wanted to strangle, no kill that man, so why wasn't she attacking? She could have pulled Percy off his lap and grab that throat until he died of oxygen, but she didn't.

Sally closed the door and walked to her bedroom, ignoring the sounds of pain and pleasure that came from the blue painted door.

Seems like she couldn't protect Percy from the biggest monster out there.

His mother.

Percy saw her, believe it or not. He saw her open the door and see what Patrick was doing. He saw her face as it went through more emotions than he could count.

He wanted to yell Why didn't you save me? Why didn't you stop it? at her, but he didn't.

Maybe it was because she was all he had or maybe because he thought it was completely normal for his mother to not save him, he was ugly after all and no one likes ugly boys.

Or maybe it was because he understood perfectly.

He knew what it was like to be broken deep inside. To feel like pieces of your puzzle are missing and you can't get it back.

So even though he knew that mommy didn't care he still loved her.

And to be honest, he thought it was fitting for a ugly boy to have a broken mommy.

"Listen here Paul, you hurt my mother I kill you." Percy said when the two males were alone. Sally had decided to introduce the two when Percy had came back from his summer camp.

"W-What?!" The salt and pepper haired man nervously said. Maybe he shouldn't have said he wanted to meet Percy today.

Sally had been telling him about her 'precious son' and to be honest he expected something worse. From just hearing about his record, he thought about a tall, muscular kid with piercings, tattoos, and to finish it off a cruel attitude.

Perseus Jackson was not what he expected.

The kid wasn't that tall, he only reached Paul's shoulder, and while he was toned he definitely wasn't muscular. No piercings or tattoos were in sight, the only thing that could have told Paul he was rebellious was the gray strands in the front of his hair.

He looked like your average kid with a skater boy look of sorts with that curly wild hair of his. And from what Paul could see Percy had a kind personality, if just a bit sarcastic at times. Honestly, he felt wrong for judging him due to his school record... until he got threatened by him.

"My past stepfather was an abusive asshole, and let's just say he isn't around anymore." Those glowing green eyes glared at him and Paul could feel the room become colder. When Paul glanced at his cup of water, he could have swore it was frozen on the edges.

Wait, did Percy just admit to murder?

"Kind of, my mom was the one who actually did it but I may or may not have helped her out." The smirk on his face told Paul that Percy had helped her- did Percy just say Sally killed her past husband?! And how did Percy know what he was thinking?

"All your emotions are on your face, I learned that from my friend Annabeth." Green eyes rolled his eyes at his friend's name. "But that's not important, I'm telling you that if you hurt her, you're body will be at the bottom of the sea."

Paul knew he wasn't lying. That boy would kill him without thinking.

"Understand?"

For Sally -even if she was apparently a murder- he would do anything.

"I understand." He couldn't get anymore surprises then this, right?

A few months later, he got another one.

Apparently Percy was the son of Poseidon and the Greek gods and myths were real.