AN: Sorry guys about how long it took me to actually get this chapter out. I had to get my school life in order back in February, and one thing led to another and I just kept procrastinating on posting this chapter.

Thank you CRUDEN for pointing out those typos, my r key on my gaming laptop sticks and sometimes doesn't actually record that I have pressed it until I press it really hard. I'm writing on my new laptop from here on out, so the issue will be fixed. Keep up the good work, and point out any more typos my story has.

To Natsu vi Kurosaki, I don't get why everyone assumes that Percy so ridiculously strong. I mean if you are going off of holding up the sky, then how could Annabeth do it? Or Artemis? Or even Luke Castellen? These are characters who held up the sky but in literal physical might, don't stack up to Percy. I think holding up the sky is partly about the willpower of the person holding the sky, because then it would make sense that people who don't have the physical strength of Hercules (or Heracles if you prefer) can hold the sky. Not to say that Artemis isn't strong physically, but Percy is able to fight Polybotes one on one and give him a run for his money without any enhancement from a water source. I'm just saying that Percy hasn't demonstrated his full demigod strength yet because he hasn't fought in the second Giant war, so even percy doesn't know what he is capable of.

If anyone has a problem with my logic, then please comment and I will reply in the next chapter.

I will be having a poll over the next month over to determine, on average, what people would like to see in regards to chapter length. The poll will have the details.

If anyone spots something that doesn't make sense, then point it out and I will do my best to fix or clarify in the next chapter.

The next chapter will be posted within two weeks.

Disclaimer: I don't own the IP of POJ or MHA, only the plot and how I interpret the rules are owned by me.

Now without further ado, On with the show

Chapter 3: An Eventful First Day

UA, 8:30 am: Izuku

Izuku had relaxed after yesterday. It had been nerve-wracking when he had both been told he had the chance of being expelled. All of that stress had been relieved when he had practically been told that by breaking his finger and not his whole arm that he had proved to have the potential to stay enrolled in the hero course. His peers had thought that Aizawa had been bluffing, but Izuku knew the truth. Aizawa had expelled the whole first year class from the year before. Him being a big hero nerd who had dreamed of coming to UA, had kept up with the news from his new school. He didn't want to burst everyone else's bubble yesterday after being guaranteed that it was only a 'logical ruse'. The green haired teen got lost in his own thoughts before Aizawa enters and makes a declaration to the class.

"Good, it took you less time to get to your seats and quiet down. You're learning." The grizzly, lanky teacher called as he entered and took his place at the front of the class. He continued to address the class. "I have a couple of announcements before we start. The first is that we will be having a new student join the class tomorrow. However, this new student needs to have his quirk and abilities assessed, so after classes today, you all will be joining myself, the other teachers, and the principle to evaluate the quirk of your new classmate and his skills – "

"WHY DO WE NEED TO BABY SIT ANOTHER EXTRA!" One spiky haired, aggressive blond shouted from a seat in front of Izuku, interrupting the pro.

"We are having you help us in the assessment because it is important for you to get a grasp on his abilities. You have had a taste of your other classmates' quirks and abilities yesterday with the quirk assessment test, and you will get more later today in your hero course class. You will however not have any information of his quirk or skills unless you aid in his assessment. This won't just be the quirk assessment test that you performed yesterday, but a full and complete quirk assessment, as the staff of UA need to have an understanding of his quirk for security and insurance purposes."

"Why didn't he have a quirk assessment when he was younger?" A pink skinned, pink haired, bubbly energetic teen asked. Izuku didn't know her name as he was still pretty shy around people, whether he had a quirk or not.

"Your new classmate is a special case. I am not allowed to tell you yet. When you meet with us at the location called training dream land, he might explain what happened and why. It is his story to tell after all. Anyway, we have to do introductions…" The shy green haired teen paid rapt attention as class moved on from the topic of this new enigma of a classmate.

Musutafu Police Station 8:30am: Percy

Percy had been stirring from his sleep for the past half an hour in the luxurious cell that he had been in to give him the memories. Tsukauchi was there sitting in the cell to be there to help the demigod if he was disoriented. The detective would have preferred to have one of the junior officers do this, but if Percy suffered from a side affect of the information planting, then it was best that someone slightly familiar to him was here to help him if he was confused or disoriented.

The wayward demigod shot up so fast that he startled Tsukauchi. The detective thought that he was to be sick and really disoriented after how he had woken up, but instead of loosing his stomach Percy just began to rub the sleep out of his eyes and groaned.

"That wasn't as bad as going to hell, hell it wasn't as bad as holding up the sky. Now The pit scorpion venom, now that hurt as much as this." Percy stated as he began to stand up and stretch. He had had a very dream filled night, but it hadn't been normal demigod dreams. The groggy son of the sea had would take dreaming about grammar and how to say things in a different language rather than about how the fates where going to mess with him further. The middle-aged detective looked at him with a look of surprise.

"Putting aside the fact that you can say that unironically, you're speaking in perfect Japanese. Aside from the American accent, you are speaking Japanese completely fluently!" Tsukauchi exclaimed in astonishment.

"Is that unusual? I thought that was the whole point of that person's quirk was to give me the ability to speak fluent Japanese."

"Yes, but not right away. Usually someone needs to get used to the amount of information. The more information, the longer it takes to get use to. You have taken information on how to read, write, speak, and manners in one night. It should have taken you a week to get use to all of the information!"

"Hello, my name is Perseus Orion Jackson. I specialize in the impossible."

"Fair enough." Tsukauchi sighed. "We need to get going. I'm having a junior officer go out and help you get situated. We are getting you a new phone and setting you up in an apartment."

"Will I be able to afford it?"

"UA is giving you a scholarship to cover your living expenses and an allowance. You won't be living in opulence, but you won't be living in abject poverty."

"I guess that will be fine." The worried demigod sighed. It didn't sit well that he would be getting a free ride.

"You will be taken to the UA campus for a quirk assessment. They need an accurate understanding of your quirk, as you understand it, for insurance and teaching reasons."

"When will that be?"

"The junior officer will take you there after you get situated. It will be about 3 O'clock."

"Ok. Thank you for everything Tsukauchi."

"It was no great hassle. Do well in your studies, and maybe we will work together in the future."

"I would like that."

-This is a line-

Percy was experiencing a bit of dissonance as he was taken around town by an officer with cat features and orange fur called Sansa Tamakawa. The officer was taking him to look at apartments near UA that where for rent. The apartment that he had gotten was about as big as the apartment he had shared with his mom. It had a kitchen/dinning room a living room that he was going to put the new tv for relaxing, a room he would use as his study and a room he was going to use as his bedroom. It currently looked pretty empty and looked like it could use a bit of touching up but was definitely better than nothing. Percy was grateful that he would have a decent place to stay.

The demigod was taken all over Tokyo to shop for everything from clothes to furniture. He was even gotten a heavy-duty gaming laptop so he could have an ability to research and do school assignments, and maybe electives that needed heavy duty programs. The demigod had been trying and failing to tell the officer that he didn't need all the high-tech equipment. He was tech illiterate, and had no idea how to use either the smartphone or the laptop as he had been too poor before he found out he was a demigod to actually have access to many computers, and he had barely been able to use a flip phone. This was going to be a fun time figuring out how to use the technology he had been given. He also had to get new clothes. The ones he had been wearing up to that point had been battle worn and he would need to get the school uniform and just some for everyday wear that wouldn't make it look like he had gone through a hurricane when going out in public.

The officer dropped Percy off at the entrance to UA for his quirk assessment after the extended shopping trip. Officer Sansa even offered to go the demigod's apartment to wait for the deliveries of furniture. The grateful Percy thanked the cat man for everything and walked up to the gate of his new school.

It was huge and looked very modern and like a center for any thingy other than a school with it's tall archway gate and four skyscrapers made of glass and metal that were connected in between the main buildings by glass and metal bridges. It wasn't the tallest building I had ever seen and was a bit impressive, but it did pail in comparison to Olympus all things considered. Percy went up to the front gate and began to walk through the rather imposing arch. He was sure that Annabeth would have been ogling the architecture and taking notes. A wave a homesickness washed over him again. He was really missing his home right now as the homesick demigod approached the building. A few seconds before he got to the front doors Percy noticed a white… rodent looking thing had walked out the door.

"Greetings Mr. Jackson. I am principal Nezu."

"Hello principal. It's a pleasure to meet you." Percy said bowing in greeting to the rodent principal.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well Mr. Jackson." The principal said bowing in greeting as well. "You are half an hour early, but that is fine. We can start by getting you prepared for the quirk evaluation."

"How long will the evaluation take? I just want to know for reference of how much exertion it will take." The son of the sea asked politely.

"It will take about 3 hours to test what we want to. Follow me." The principle turned and began walking through the building with the 16-year-old demigod followed a decent distance behind. "You will be tested on your base abilities without your quirk and then a gain with your quirk. You might be asked to use your quirk multiple times in deferent ways. Because we don't have any data on what you are capable of, we need to know what your base line is without your quirk. While we are walking would you like to walk beside me and explain how you would describe your quirk?" The principle asked while turning his head to look at Percy's face.

"Ok," the unsure demigod replied as he began to walk beside the principal, "well I would call my quirk 'son of the sea'. It gives me a few different powers. To start it improves my base line strength, speed, and agility as well as giving me a few other passive abilities like the ability to heal if I am submerged in water, to breathe underwater, and I don't get wet unless I want to. It also gives me an energy, strength, agility, and speed boost when I am touching water, and it takes a lot of time and extreme heat to burn me. The quirk also comes with some base problems, like I have ADHD and dyslexia."

"I was unaware you had those medical conditions. Is there way we can ease these problems for your?" The calm and inquisitive voice of the principal spoke up.

"The dyslexia isn't as bad with Japanese as it is with English. I think because English is so similar to the language that my brain tries to convert the text into. I prefer to read and write in Greek, but Japanese isn't to bad. My ADHD doesn't have an easy way to appease other than to not be siting in one place for a long time. But alas, that will not be possible with this being a school. I will just have to push through my ADHD. If I could get Greek translations of the textbooks, that would be nice but not necessary."

"I will see what I can do to get you the textbooks, but I will not make any promises. Please continue with your explanation of your quirk."

"That covers the passive aspects of my quirk. The active parts are a bit harder to explain. I have similar abilities to Poseidon from Greek mythology. I can control water, but the closer to pure sea water the water is, the better I can control it with less energy. All my passive abilities that use water also work better with sea water. I also created an earthquake once, can create miniature hurricanes around myself, and I think that I created water out of nothing once as well."

"…" The principal had gone completely silent after Percy's explanation of his quirk it was starting to get awkward. "That is a very powerful quirk. It could be a great tool for you to use or it could be a deadly weapon. You must be careful with how your use it, and who you let influence you."

"I am aware of this, but first I need to learn how to control it. I've only ever created water or and earthquakes a few times and that was when I had no other choice. Did Mr. Yagi tell you about my past?"

"No, he did not. He said that you should spin your tale to me in person. That there was sensitive topics in the story would have drastic ramifications if they were to get out. If I may ask, could I get a hint as to what the sensitive information is?

"I will give you a hint. The history that I know is the similar yet different to the one that you know."

"Thank you for the hint, I will ponder it later. But for now, we are here." The principal said opening the gym doors that he had been leading the wayward demigod to.

It was a big wide-open area with differing shades of white and grey all over. There was a set of doors to the side that indicated locker rooms that had the different colours of blue for the doors and orange for the signs, but that was it. The floor of the gymnasium was different colours of grey and looked to be made of different cements. The same with the white and grey walls. As he had been inspecting the gym, the principal had gone over to a table with writing utensils, paper, and a set of gym clothes. Nezu sat at the chair of the same color immediately behind the tan table and spoke up.

"If you would like, these are for you to wear while we perform the examination and will be one of two sets of gym clothes you will receive. If you would go put them on to before the others get here." Principal Nezu informed him with his, what Percy assumed to be, normal passive smile on his face.

"How many other people are going to be here?"

"A few of your teachers, and your new classmates will be aiding in your evaluation."

"Why are my classmates going to be helping? They wouldn't be professionals in quirk assessment, so why are they going to be here?"

"They will be here to observe and help us set up some of the test. You will be able to watch the footage of them, their evaluations and their combat trials today, but they won't be able to view any footage on you beside what we are doing today. I believe it is best that you meet them, and for them to observe what you can do in person so that they can start to get a understanding for when you need to work together or how to face you in combat." Nezu replied with his usual tone that seemed to be carefree.

Percy decided to just go and get changed into the gym clothes after putting his watch and ball point pen on the table. The people who were going to be there for the test would be there soon and the son of the sea really just wanted to get all of this done and over with already. It was bad enough that he had to show off his abilities, he would need to keep a cool head about this. It wouldn't help if the mentally done demigod was aggressive to his new classmates or teachers. Percy would just have to take it one step at a time. He stepped out of the change room as ready as he could be to deal with this. It would be a long few hours…

As Percy got out of the locker room, class 1A and the rest of the teachers were getting into the gym. 1A was in their hero costumes still as they had just finished up their battle training right before the end of the day. The familiar form of Mr. Yagi was pushing a wheelchair bound student as an older woman was walking beside the student's wheelchair. All of them had different expressions ranging form furious (Kachan) to curiosity. The teachers that Percy couldn't recognize were all either in costumes, outfits, or just looked like a hobo had wandered onto campus. Both parties reached the table with the principal sitting behind it.

"Mr. Jackson are you prepared for this examination?" the bear, rat, mouse thing asked the newest student of his school.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Was the curt affirmative response from the wayward demigod.

"Before we start, I will introduce you to the staff and your fellow classmates." The principal began. "They will be aiding us in evaluating your quirk and abilities as we discussed earlier."

"Fair enough." The hyperactive teen said while darting his eyes around the room looking at the unfamiliar adults and classmates.

"Cementoss, if you would kindly reshape the field to that of the quirk assessment test of the first day."

"Of course, sir." What looked like a person that was made of some sort of cement responded to the principal's request. He bent down and touched the cement with his palm and the ground began to shift and change. Heck the ground opened up in some areas and things like a sand pit for long jumps and robots near a dirt track rose out of the ground. The principal had even pressed a button on a remote he pulled out of his pocket and the roof began to fold up. One more press later and the whole back wall sank below the ground making the gym open up. Probably for some of the tests they were going to do.

"Mr. Jackson, we will not only be testing your quirk, but will also test your base skill and performance as we don't have any records to base how much using your quirk will enhance your abilities. We will run through every test once before you begin to use your quirk. Is that understood."

"Yes principal." Percy said giving a respectful bow to the principal.

"Good." Nezu responded with a smile on his face. "We will begin with the 50-meter dash. If you would kindly get on the track behind the line before the robot."

Percy got into position, ready for the test to start.

"Ready," the robot asked and then one second later fired the gun it had.

Percy tore down the track, he could hear his class and the teachers suck in a breath but didn't care at the moment. He crossed the finish line a second after he had registered that his audience had reacted to him moving.

"3.52 seconds." The robot called out clearly and audibly for the whole gym to hear.

"I thought you were told not to use your quirk?!" A tall armour clad, race car themed teen called out to the son of the sea. "It would be disgraceful to be lying to the principal as a student of UA."

"I wasn't using my quirk!" Percy called back to the outraged student making everyone but the principal and Mr. Yagi freeze.

"How was that without your quirk? That was so fast!" a blond with black lightning shaped highlight in his hair on the left side. Everyone was in shock at what he had just done.

This pattern continued through out all of the tests. His grip strength yielded a good 500 kg while putting a decent amount of strain on his muscles. Percy then wen on to clear the standing long jump pit barely. He got 500 meters in the ball throw, and in the sit up section he was told he tied for first. The son of the sea tied for first again in the seated toe touches and got second on the repeated side steps. He completely blew everyone out of the water for endurance run. Every time, someone would accuse him of using his quirk, only to be repeatedly shot down by him every time.

"Now that we have a baseline for your physical abilities, we will need to rerun every test twice more to get a feel for what you can currently do with your quirk as you described it to me." The principal informed the slightly winded demigod.

"Are you kidding? He was obviously using his quirk the whole time!" A child with weird purple balls on his head that seemed to be his hair(?) called out. "There is no way that he got those sorts of scores without using a quirk."

Percy was starting to get annoyed. It was one thing to question what he was doing, but it was starting to get on his nerves. Why was it so unbelievable that he didn't use his quirk to do this? Sure, the son of the sea was faster, stronger, and more agile than normal humans because he was half-god, but he hadn't even used his abilities to do anything and they were just assuming he wouldn't be able to get the scores he did without cheating.

"Mr. Cementoss, if you would, could you get me a pool of water?" The irritated demigod asked the pro hero.

Without a single word Cementoss with a confused look on his face, reached down and touched the cement floor. A new hole in the floor formed in the center of the dirt racetrack and out came and a pool of water the shape of the inside of the racetrack.

The annoyed demigod walked to the edge of the pool and jumped in. Instantly he felt a surge of power course through his veins. It felt comforting, like a little bit of home that he had been allowed to keep. Percy could have sworn that the pool glowed a soothing sea green. Deciding that he had been sitting there long enough, he jumped out of the water completely dry and taking his position at the start of the 50-meter dash.

Without hesitation the principle pushed the button to start the test. Everything appeared to have slowed to the energised teen. He heard the gun fire and shot off to the end of the track, leaving small craters in the ground as he dashed to the end. He heard a collective gasp from his audience as he crossed the finish line.

"2.50 seconds."

There was dead silence from the crowed. The only two who seemed to be even functioning was Mr. Yagi, and the principal. It took them a minute to snap out of their collective disbelief. The look on their faces was priceless. The first to recover was the man who looked like he could have been a hobo.

"Can we proceed to the nex—"

"HOW THE F*** CAN YOU RUN THAT FAST?!" came from a very angry looking blond teen with furious red eyes and black mask shouted. "THERE IS NO WAY THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GO THAT FAST!"

"My quirk gives me a boost to my speed, strength, and agility when I touch water. It also lets me stay dry when I am in contact with water unless I want to be wet." The dry and energetic demigod replied to the angry grenade themed hero in training.

"WELL THAT'S WEAK! THAT DOESN'T SOUND USEFULL IN COMBAT, SO WHAT'S THE POINT!" the spiky blond roared from his position in the crowed making everyone cover their ears.

That rubbed Percy the wrong way. He was now hankering to show off the full ability of his quirk to this loud upstart. "Principal Nezu! Can we run this test one more time?! Full quirk abilities this time?!"

"I believe that is acceptable. Get ready Mr. Jackson."

Percy approached the starting line while the whole class grumbled about already seeing his quirk already, and not seeing the point in running this test again. As he got into the position to start running, he prepped the water from the pool to be pulled to him, feeling a light pulling sensation in his gut. When he heard the gun fire, he wasted no time pulling the water into a tunnel of water for him to swim through as he leapt forward. This time he heard no response from the crowd of students and teachers as he could only hear what the water permitted to carry. He heard the voice of the robot call out "1.25 seconds" as he literally shot out of the pipe of water he had created to propel him to the finish line. There was only dead silence.

"How is that for a quirk not very useful in combat!" the voice of the smugly smirking demigod yelled to the shocked crowed. This time everyone was stunned, even Mr. Yagi and the principal. You could hear a pin drop as Percy silently willed the water back to the pool he had gotten it from. Almost all at once the wheelchair bound student pulled out a notebook out of his backpack that the resident demigod thought said 'Hero Analysis for the Future Vol. 13' in Japanese. The kid began to mumble quickly, scribbling in the notebook, and seemed to be weirding out the rest of the class as the green haired teen fired off questions at light speed to no one as he was thinking.

"How can he control water? I thought his quirk gave him a boost to strength, agility, and speed, not let him control water. Is it just a part of his quirk? What else can he do if he can do that? Could he control other compounds that use water as an ingredient?" The freckled boy would have gone on if he didn't get a cough from Percy. The bright, green eyed boy shut up and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"To answer your questions in order: My quirk has shown properties that relate to water. My quirk does have multiple facets to it, like what I described and what you saw. My quirk seems to have a set of things that it can do, and I will describe them after the testing. I haven't tried to control anything but water. Bonus fact my quirk works best with seawater for my water-based abilities."

"You caught all that?!" came the surprised response from the class who hadn't even understood half of what their classmate had said.

"Yes, I did catch all of it. It's one good thing that my AD-HD is good for, and that is focusing on important details."

"You have AD-HD?" came a bubbly voice from a girl wearing a pink and black skin-tight version of a space suit without the needed equipment that would allow her to do a space walk.

"And dyslexia. It's not as bad for Japanese as it is for English, but I will live through it. Can we continue on with the rest of the tests now? I don't want to delay this anymore than we have. I'm sure that you all want to head home as much as I… do…" Percy had lost all steam after saying that last part. He had realized that he had been picturing his small apartment that he had shared with his mom and stepdad. For the third time in the past two days he felt home sick. He wanted to go home and have a blue cookie, or to get a hug from his mom as she chewed him out for doing something stupid… again… "Let's get this over with." The tone that the class was getting from the mysterious son of the sea had shifted. It had gone from someone exuding confidence and power to someone who was lonely and missing something that they could never get. His bright green eyes had gone from a bright, warm sea green to a cold and murky sea green that was churning with melancholy and loneliness.

The rest of the tests went by fast. The long jump, and endurance run were skipped, as they were pretty sure that Percy would be able to at least tie with him self using is quirk for both, if not improve. He errored out the grip strength machine twice with the two different aspects of his quirk, he beat everyone in the sit-ups, seated two touches, and came in second for repeated sidestep test.

He got 900 meters in the ball toss just using his energizing ability. When he did the test with his other aspect of his quirk, he blew everyone away, literally as he created a mini hurricane that blew everyone back a few feet as he launched the ball. He stopped after he had launched it at hurricane speeds to get a score of 1500 meters for his trouble. Once again, the entire class was shocked and began to ask question all at once, until the principal call out and asked for them to quiet themselves. The homesick demigod was surprised by how fast they fell into silence after all of the loud questions they had been throwing at him.

"Mr. Jackson, if you would, could you come and explain your quirk in full to your new classmates and teachers?"

"Yes principal." Percy responded as he approached the group so as to not have to yell more than needed as this was going to be a doozy of an explanation.

"I call my quirk 'Son of the Sea'." Percy began. "It gives me similar abilities to the sea god Poseidon from Greek mythology. It gives me the ability to breathe water, stay dry unless I want to be wet, gain an energy boost when I either splash water on myself or jump into a pool of water, and control water. The closer to sea water, the better it works for my abilities. My quirk also comes with a base strength, speed, and agility increase. I just have to train to keep my body in shape to actually take advantage of it. I have a few other powers that I have only just recently discovered. I can make earthquakes, and create water, as well as make storms like hurricanes around myself. I have only done those last few a few times each. The most recent ability that I have discovered is that I can see/feel water in a field of about 25 meters around myself if I focus on it. I can even differentiate the difference between humidity, pure water, and water inside of a person. This one I discovered yesterday when I got into a fight with three pros."

"YOU WERE THE GUY WHO TOOK ON KAMUI WOODS, DEATH ARMS, AND MOUNT LADY?!" everyone turned to look at the green haired wheelchair bound student. He blushed in embarrassment. "Sorry, but I was just not expecting that someone our age could win in a fight against seasoned pros. Why aren't the police pressing charges against you?"

"I explained my situation to a cop who had a lie detection quirk. The charges where dropped because of what happened that led me to getting here."

A black-haired teen with a long ponytail ending in at a point in a rather revealing red leotard with a utility belt spoke up, "How did you get here? You look American and you don't seem to have been here long based on your rather stiff and heavily accented Japanese."

"Your right, I have only been in Japan one day. What happened to me is a long story, so I'll tell you the cliff notes version. I was teleported here by someone I was fighting. I had mortally injured him, and he used his quirk to send me here."

"Why would they let you free if you just admitted to a man who could tell you were lying that you killed someone?!" yelled the teen in armour swinging his arms in chopping motions, now rather confounded.

"Because, it's not about what I did, it's about the situation as a whole and when it happened." Came the reply from the now somber demigod. "The quirk didn't just send me here, it also moved me into the future." Everyone but the rodent principal and the blond skeleton of a man where shocked as Percy continued, "it sent me 3 centuries into the future."

"Three centuries?! Then you must have been one of the first people in the world to get a quirk!" came the shout from the boy in the wheelchair again, and this time, he was too shocked to even be embarrassed at his outburst. Everyone but the previously mentioned two not shocked people where making their best large mouth bass impressions as they looked at the wayward demigod in awe.

"There where quirk users around for a while, but most of us hid our new abilities from the world until we couldn't anymore. We didn't want to become lab rats, thank you very much. Law and order began to break down when quirks were revealed, and civil wars started every where. In New York, I was fighting to keep a tyrannical dictator out of power, and that was who I killed. I was the general, giving orders and fighting along side my troops. With quirks, we rarely used guns, as many of them had been destroyed and new ones where hard to come by. I was practically leader of my group since I was 14. The man we were fighting called himself Kronos, after the Titan Lord from Greek mythology, and sought to conquer the world. To me, less than 72 hours ago, I was dueling him in the middle of New York to see which side would win, as we were the two most powerful of both armies. I managed to mortally wound him but with the last of his strength he used his quirk to send me here. When I arrived, I had tried to find someone to ask where I was and came across a woman being mugged and stepped in to stop it. But then the pros showed up and because I didn't speak Japanese, we got into a fight. The rest is on the news as it is, so go look there if you want to know more about the actual fight."

"How do we know you're telling the truth?" A woman in a skin-tight suit that showed off her curvaceous body, highlighted in white as the main torso was a black leather that went between her breasts and formed a collar with rubies in them, with a brown belt with gold studs and buckle that was set up to look like a garter belt for thigh high stockings designs on her legs, and black high heel boots.

"Mr. Yagi there," Percy nodded toward the skeletal man, "was there during the interview. He was the one who arranged for me to enter this school, and for this quirk assessment."

"It's true, everything he said was what he said in the interview."

"You still want to be a hero even though you killed people?! That is one of the most unheroic things that you can do!" the person who had the race car armor exclaimed in disbelief. At those words, Percy took on a hardened look, like he had just bitten into a bitter fruit.

"And what is a hero? Is a hero someone who never gets their hands dirty, or leaves millions to their fate because they couldn't get over their own revulsion at the idea of taking the life of another? I say that a hero is someone who sacrifices everything, even their own innocence to protect those people who cannot protect themselves. If you're in this course because you want fame, glory, or money, then I suggest you leave." The son of the sea got a shocked audience at that. "This life is hard. People will look to you to set the better example. They will forget that you are human, that you are fallible and can make mistakes. Your name will be dragged through the mud for messing up and getting civilians killed. People will look to you as if you will have all the answers and as if you aren't one of them. This life is hard…" the demigod looked at the palms of his hands. "I have been doing this since I was twelve. Unlike me, you have a choice whether or not you will do this job. I had it thrust upon me. All I wanted was to be a normal kid and teenager, but that was taken from me when I was born… Don't just pick this career for money, fame, or glory. Because, if helping people for a living isn't what you want to do with your life, it will only end in tragedy. Just look at me for example," everyone looked to the teen in front of them as he adopted a melancholy look, "everyone I knew and cared about are gone. I ordered close friends to their deaths to protect civilians. Had to kill people, some younger than me, or my friends and civilians were going to be slaughtered. My friends and family died of old age and I can never go back to them. This life is filled with hardship and pain. Don't chose this life without thinking first, because it will come back to bite you in the ass if you do." As Percy finished his speech, the audience before him grew silent. He hoped he had made them think about why they wanted to be heroes. "Can we continue with the quirk assessment? I want to finish before tomorrow."

The principal spoke up, "Certainly Mr. Jackson, we will continue on to test your claims of what your quirk can do."

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention," all eyes turned back to the demigod as he spoke up, "I also heal in water, even from poison and life-threatening injuries, and water can't hurt me at all."

"How did you test that now?! You better not of been reckless and injured yourself to test that!" The old lady beside the wheelchair dressed in a nurse's outfit with pink gloves, boots and accessories questioned threateningly.

"Only as reckless as needed. I didn't intentionally discover this. The first time I found this out, I had a hole in my gut, a neurotoxin that would kill me in ten minutes in my blood and was forced to jump from a similar height as the Gateway Arch in St. Louis with water below me. My only hope was to jump from the 192-meter structure and hope that I could washout the poison with the water when I landed, if it didn't kill me on impact. I found out that day, that water doesn't hurt me period, given that I should have been a soggy pancake from the surface tension. It also got rid of the poison and healed my wound." He had done it again. He had shocked everyone but Mr. Yagi into silence.

"…Can we just continue with the rest of the tests?" came the disjointed voice of the hobo.

"What else do we need to do?"

"Test the rest of the claims about your quirk to the best of our ability." Came the curt reply from the principal. "First, how about you show off how you create earthquakes?"

"I've only been able to do both earthquakes and create water by will when I used my sword to help with the process."

"What sword?" the hobo had asked again.

Percy pulled riptide out of his pocket and deciding to pull a prank on his new class and teachers, "this sword." Showing the small meta tube in his hand his class burst out laughing at him and his teachers looked like they would be sending him to have a mental examination.

"Perseus, that is just a pen." A surprisingly smug and mischievous looking smile on the skeleton that pointed out that fact. Oh, he knew what Percy was planning.

"Well, you see, the pen is mightier than the sword after all, but why settle for one…" the demigod said smiling mischievously, "when you can have both!" Percy exclaimed while uncapping Riptide. Everyone jumped when the pen shifted into a sword.

"How did you do that? Is that another power of Poseidon?" A monotone voice from a startled half red and half white-haired student asked.

"No, this was made by someone with a quirk that was able to imbue their work with abilities from teleporting to my current pocket and shrinking down into a pen. My watch is the same without the teleport ability. And instead of a sword, it turns into a shield. Any way, I'll show you what I meant when I said I usually used my sword." Percy walked a short distance away from the group of once again stunned teachers and classmates with his back toward them.

Without any warning he raised his sword into the air with both hand and the point pointing toward the ground and then slammed the sword into the ground up to the hilt in one second flat. The ground began to shake and crack violently outwards from where the son of the sea sunk his blade into the ground. Almost as fast as the ground cracked in a one-meter radius cone in front of him water began to shoot out of the cracks as the ground continued to shake. He pulled the sword out of the ground as he stopped both the earthquake and creating sea water from the cracks. Everyone was in shock again over such a powerful ability.

"Next," the principal called out, "we will need to test and see your healing ability, and ability to breathe underwater."

The nurse called out immediately, "Don't try to cut off a limb. We don't want to test if you can regrow limbs if you are in water! Just a small cut or something of the like will do."

The son of the sea, not one to do things half assed, capped riptide, went to the waters edge with his back turned to his audience. He then uncapped riptide to go through his stomach, to the left side. His audience gasped as he proceeded to twist the blade he had imbedded into his gut and then pull it out, revealing that he had made a decent sized hole through his body that everyone could see through. He then turned around and looked at the crowed and gave a two fingered mock salute and fell backward into the pool. The pain had been excruciating for the son of Poseidon, but he refused to show it. This was to display to his new school his capabilities. He could survive a nonlethal wound like that for 5 minutes anyway. He felt the wound close up as he sat there for 15 minutes with his eyes closed. He felt the water enter his lungs and felt the calm ease of breath he got while down here. 'Wait a minute,' he thought, 'what if I tried to remove all the oxygen from the water? Could I sill breathe?'. Percy began to focus on the water and felt the familiar tug in his gut. He began to focus on getting the water to release any and all gasses into the air above the water. In a minute he could no longer feel any pockets of dissolved gasses in the pool around him. Percy Jackson was sitting in a pool of only water. His breathing never changed while he was sitting in the pool. He was feeling a bit warm though. It felt like he had been doing the endurance run for an hour. The demigod just shrugged it off as his imagination. There was a splash from above and Percy looked to see what it was. There was one of the girls form his new class above him swimming to him. He decided to wave to her and had a thought. Could he communicate with her telepathically? He could communicate with freshwater fish, or horses. She seemed to have some anatomical features of a frog, so he would try.

"Can you hear me?" The demigod sent his thoughts to his frog like classmate.

She looked startled and began to look around frantically. "Who!?" Her voice came out distorted as she opened her mouth to speak and bubbles of air came out.

"Over here!" Percy mentally called out with his mind. "Think, don't speak."

"How are you talking with me through thoughts?"

"I can telepathically speak to sea creatures and horses, but I usually prefer speaking a loud. I think because your quirk is frog themed, I can communicate with you as well."

"Well can you come up if you are completely healed?"

"Sure."

Both students rose to the surface. He decided to demonstrate some more of his powers while he could. While his frog classmate only broke the surface, the son of the sea broke the surface and stood on the surface of the pool. He got a few gasps from his audience once again. His self-inflicted wound had completely healed, not even leaving a scar. Not only that, but he was standing on the water completely dry, after being submerged for over 15 minutes.

"How did you…?" The cement man began but trailed off.

"He said that he could breath underwater and could stay dry when wet…" The plain looking wheelchair bound boy was mumbling while still scribbling in his notebook.

"Young man that was reckless! Why would you do that?!" The nurse asked

"I have suffered worse and healed from those wounds. I needed to prove that the ability worked." Percy replied.

"Don't do that again. We don't need self harming students, even if they can heal themselves." The nurse said while casting a frosty glance at the wheelchair bound student.

"Anything else we need to test?" Percy called out to the principal.

"We would like if you were to have a spar with one of your classmates with only quirks, and then you will go through a simulation villain attack." Principal Nezu responded in his calm high-pitched voice. "You will spar with Mr. Bakugou Then you will be bussed to a fake city to fight automatons, where you will be scored on how well you do."

"I get it. Let's get this show on the road."

"Hell yeah! I get to kick the ass of the new kid! This is going to be good!" Yelled the now identified blond in an outfit that had a grenadier feel to it. He had a malicious smile and seemed to be ready for a fight like this.

The voice of the principle spoke up before the teen now dubbed Katsuki Bakugo could get very far. "Mr. Bakugo, if you would please remove your gauntlets before you spar. Mr. Jackson, if you would please place your pen back with us again."

"Tch, whatever. I'll still beat him." the now irritated blond replied while going to the table where the principal was sitting and removing his giant grenade themed gauntlets and dropped them on the table before proceeding to the field. Percy followed suit with his pen and got back out onto the field.

"Should the pool be there for Perseus to use? I mean, we want to see his battle prowess, wouldn't it make sense to remove the pool to have a relatively even playing field?" The cement man asked the principal.

"Certainly. Removing it will give us a better view of Perseus' ability in battle. Go a head and remove it."

Without a further word from Cementoss, the pool began to sink back into the ground before being covered up by cement again. Percy was internally groaning because now it would be a tougher fight for him. Oh well, it wasn't the end of the world. He might even be able to beat this Katsuki Bakugo without using any of his powers. He meant quirk. This was going to take some getting used to.

Both the son of the sea and the blond bomber took their places about 15 feet away from each other. Both were staring at the other. The demigod's opponent was in a ready position with a vicious looking grin that practically screamed that he was going to enjoy the fight. Percy just stood there inspecting his opponent with a blank look on his face. Trying to anticipate what his opponent was going to do. Based off of his outfit, he would have to guess that his powers had something to do with explosions, but that would have to be seen. With no information on him he could only guess, but it was best to be cautious in a situation like this one with very little information on his opponent.

"Commence!" came the soft high-pitched voice of the principal.

And like a coiled spring the blond was running at him, he had 1 second before being forced to dodge an explosion that was ripping out of the blonde's right hand. Shit this was going to be an up hill battle without any powers, but this was just a spar so why not try to fight without using any of his power. He had fought tougher without any tools or powers; this would be a cake walk compared to fighting a crazy Festus or Iapetus.

Jumping to the side of the explosion and launching himself toward the blond bomber, landing a decent punch to the gut. The blond stumble back while launching another explosion from his left hand. The wayward demigod jumped back to dodge the explosion, putting both of them back at 15-ish feet right before the blond launched himself with double handfuls of explosions propelling him at blinding speeds back into the fray. Percy had but half a second to react as the blond bomber was getting ready to unleash an explosion from both palms in his face at the same time. He had barely enough time bring his arms up in front of him as his opponent unleashed an explosion that pushed him about 50 yards back. The demigod could barely hear the shouts of the observers over the sound of the explosion. As the dust began to settle, he could hear people yelling at the blond.

"If he is going to act the tough guy, then he needs to be put in his place!"

The person in the suit of armour designed to resemble a car responded to the abrasive blond, "That doesn't give you the right to kill him!"

"Can anyone see him?!" The nurse called out frantically looking for Percy.

The slightly bruised demigod decided to use the dust and smoke to his advantage while he could. After all, if this Katsuki Bakugo wanted to show Percy his place, Percy would oblige by showing his opponent not to count him out yet. He began to sprint in the direction he thought the blond was in. The energy boost from the testing of his powers had completely worn off so it would be about 3 seconds to get to the aggressive bomber. Just as the smoke and dust had settled enough for people to lay eyes on Percy, he punched the blond bomber as hard as he could in the head, catching him in the temple. Everyone was absolutely stunned by this turn of events, crying out in surprise as Bakugo was knocked off of his feet and ate dirt when he landed on the ground. Not wasting any time, the now slightly tired son of the sea grabbed the blonde's arms and held them so that his palms could only point out into the air, while planting his right foot into the middle of Bakugo's back.

"LET ME GO YOU PIECE OF SHIT!", explosions firing from the palms of violently angry teen.

"Surrender, you can't move, and I could break both of your arms from this position." Was the response that Percy gave to the blond. "Face it, you have been beaten. No shame in that. Learn from your mistakes and move on."

"EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, YOU PROBABLY NEVER LOST BEFORE!" Came the scathing and furious reply form Bakugo.

"You're wrong. I have lost. Wining a fight doesn't mean you won the battle, winning the battle doesn't mean you won the war. I have lost plenty of times. I once won the battle but lost a dear friend directly from the action I took to win the battle. Winning isn't the only thing that matters. In a fight for survival, it is. But afterward, you will regret losing things. Like your closest friends and family. So take this loss and learn from it. Learn how to be better. Learn how to not make the same mistakes. Learn how to be stronger to protect the people who you care about and the people who can't defend themselves. That is what it means to be a hero. To protect people with every ounce of experience and power that you can muster. And in the end, that is all you can do." Everyone became still, shocked at the words of wisdom that Percy just rolled off his tongue. It just hammered into everyone that this lost teenager only slightly older than the first year students had seen so much and lost just as much. "Call it, he isn't getting out of this position until I let him out."

The voice of the principal responded in his cheerful voice. "Fine then Mr. Jackson, we will call the fight. Victory for Mr. Jackson. Now if you would help Bakugo to his feet and get ready for to be bused to your mock villain attack."

Percy immediately let go and got off of the blond and helped him up. "That was a decent fight you put up. You just let your guard down after you hit me. You probably expected me to be out after that last hit you gave me but I did tell you that I had taken wounds worse than getting stabbed in the stomach. You don't need to worry about me going to the afterlife from a hit like that. See you bruised my arms and burned my shirt but that is about it. I can take a lot of punishment so don't hold back when we spar, OK?"

Bakugo looked a bit pissed, but Percy saw a glint of grudging admiration in his eye, "YEAH, WHATEVER! I WILL BEAT YOU NEXT TIME!"

"Mr. Bakugo and Mr. Jackson, if you would please come to Recovery Girl to get your injuries treated, then we can send Mr. Jackson to the fake city."

"I'm fine Principal Nezu. Where is the bus?" Percy responded to the principal's request.

"Are you sure young man?" The elderly lady in the nurse attire question the bruised demigod, "those look like some nasty bruises."

"I've had to fight through worse. I will be fine until the end of the testing. Besides, in a real fight, I won't have the luxury of getting medical treatment until afterwards anyway."

"Young Listener, why don't you have any burns on your arms or torso? You where close enough to the source of those explosions to get burns from them." A blond with a weird neck brace that had speakers on it and nobs on the side. He was in an outfit that had mostly just leather. He had raised a good point and everyone was looking at his unburned skin.

"I got sidetracked earlier, I forgot to mention that my quirk makes it hard to burn me."

"How hard?" the hobo questioned.

"Well… I took a bath in magma once and I withstood the temperature for about 10 to 15 minutes before it was getting too hot."

Everyone except the green haired wheelchair occupant had a 'done' look on their faces. The teen who was scribbling in his notebook had been the only one excited by Percy's array of powers and was mumbling in such speed that even Percy's head was spinning from it. Everyone else had looks of disbelief, suspicion, and just pure mental exhaustion. The son of the sea could understand. Hades, he could barely believe the powers and abilities that he had been granted just for being the son of Poseidon. He could only hope that people wouldn't get too suspicious of the powers he held. By the gods, he was going to have to watch what he said from now on. Percy didn't need too much scrutiny because he got too many historical facts wrong… by Tartarus! He was going to have to read up on the history of this world, all three hundred years between his own century and this one. Kronos had sent him to his own personal hell!

"Mr. Jackson, if you would please just get on the bus out at the front door of the building. " the exasperated sounding principal asked.

"On my way."

"The rest of us will adjourn to the teacher lounge to observe the examination."