I've decided to make another Percy Jackson story. I'm still new to writing stories here, so please no flames!

Chapter 1: I Become the Bad Guy

The camp sailed forward in a warship. A battle was ready to begin. I felt scared. The Statue of Liberty is a place where you can find many tourists. But today, you could find more than tourists there. Our ship sailed forward, and we were just about a mile away from The Statue of Liberty. Campers from all the cabins got their armor on and picked out their weapons. In my pocket I had my trusty sword riptide, and I wore some Greek battle armor. As soon as we got close to the island arrows flew straight for the ship. I pushed the button on my wristwatch and a shield expanded from it. I blocked the arrows that came close to hitting me. The ship was finally at the island. The ship docked and the campers jumped into action. I uncapped riptide and I ran into battle. I ran towards a giant Minotaur and stuck my sword straight through it. Then a hellhound jumped at me, and I tried to block it but it bit my arm and wouldn't let go. I swung my sword at it and killed it. I held my arm in pain. I was bleeding. Then I saw something. On top of the statues torch was a person. Then I figured out who it was.

"Luke." I muttered. I quickly ran to the edge of the island, dodging any enemy that got in my way. I leapt over the railing and into the water. I controlled the water to shoot me up into the air. I grabbed the torches railing and pulled myself up to the torch. Luke was waiting for me with grin on his face. I charged at him but immediately fell because of a sharp pain in my leg. I looked to see that I had an arrow sticking out of leg. Luke walked over to me and stepped on the wound on my arm. I screamed with pain. "You're going to feel pain much worse than that if you don't listen to me!" he said

"What do you want?" I said while gritting my teeth.

"I'm here to make you a deal Percy. Join us. Join us and you can master great power." He said.

"Not interested." I said.

"Percy if you don't join us, I'm going to have to kill all of your friends." He said. He whistled and three archers appeared on the statues left arm. One for Grover, one for Thalia, and one for Annabeth. He signaled the archers to fire.

I quickly stood up yelling, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The archers lowered their bows.

"I'll join you." I said