This was made by Thalia as well as me but the plot is my idea. So no relation to PJO or Rick Rioden sooooooooooooo, Enjoy!

Lord Perseus

'Another day at school, boring as always nothing ever is exciting and the same thing has been happening since I moved here at the beginning of September. I wish we could just stay in one place for more than a year 'thought young Chryseis Chase as she sat at the dinner table that night.

"Cis? Are you going to answer me?" Annabeth looked at her daughter with her grey questing eyes.

"Yes Mom, school was fine the same as always" Cis lied

Her Mom sighed, Chryseis lied just the way her father did so obviously, Gods she was so like Him.

Dinner passed quickly that night. Chryseis went to bed early, having a boring day always makes her even more tired.

As soon as she was asleep she dreamed that she was in a large room which was shaded in green light but there was no source for the light, there were weird blue mosaic patterns running all across the walls, on the floor there was an image of a man holding high a sword with a crowd of men with only one eye! Before she could freak out Chryseis heard a voice behind three thrones at the end of the room, "Sorry Tyson I can't make it Father wants me to go visit the Caribbean to clear up the problem with the waves"

As Chryseis edged towards the voice luckily not understanding a word it was saying ,until one word shocked her she couldn't move from the edge of the middle throne,

"No brother I haven't seen Annabeth in ages she would have forgotten me by now."

Finally Cis could move again she walked behind the throne to see a back of a man who looked about 18; he had jet black hair that looked extremely familiar to her. Suddenly the man finished talking and turned to face Chryseis. All of her breath escaped her. She was starring at a pair of sea green eyes. Her sea green eyes.

Chryseis woke up covered in sweat breathing heavily. As she tried to calm herself down she thought of those green eyes. The door suddenly creaked open and her mother walked in, before her mom opened her mouth to say something Chryseis was already speaking, "Mom, what was my dad like?"

Annabeth stopped in her tracks she had come into her daughter's room after sensing something wrong. She had found Cis sitting in ice cold sweat; she was going to reassure her that it was just a strange dream she had, trying to reassure her but being a half-blood we don't have normal dreams they get messages and warnings. In the past 2 months Annabeth has had to fight off 5 monsters that had come to our apartment in the night and some of the attacks had gotten Chryseis expelled from 4 schools in the past 3 years. She was going to have to tell Cis the truth soon.

"He was the most amazing person I have ever known. He was brave, caring, clever, though I would never tell him that, and he was all around good guy. I could talk about him forever sweetie but we both need sleep." She turned around and closed the door making a silent promise to tell Chryseis everything in the morning.

The next morning Chryseis awoke to the smell of waffles cooking. She stepped sleepily out of her room and across the hall into the kitchen. On the table was a stash of blue berry pancakes, on seeing them she knew that her mom had also added half a cup of blue food colouring to the waffle batter. Chryseis didn't know why she was into blue food but she had grown up loving food coloured blue and every time she brings it up with her mum she just smiles lightly to herself.

"Morning mom" Cis said as she walked into the room "Smells good."Unfortunately Cis didn't get the usual cheery response this morning.

"Chryseis" Uh oh, Mom's using my first name this can't be good. "I have something tell you."

Cis looked into the wise grey eyes and saw several emotions, Fear, Pain, Sadness, Excitement.......but most unusual Reluctance. As she sat down Annabeth carried on speaking. "It's about your dad." This caught Chryseis's attention. She froze, staring straight at her mother as if she didn't understand the language, it seemed so, so foreign.

Annabeth just carried on ignoring the strange reaction from her daughter "You know how I always said he was in the sea not dead but....." As Annabeth took a breath to say the words she hadn't spoke in years, a loud bang was heard throughout the apartment.

As both Chryseis and Annabeth turned and faced the hallway. One screamed, the other ran towards the unconscious satyr that was in full Greek armour and was lying on top of the front door.

"Groverwake up................ Grover wake up" Annabeth said as she shook the satyr, "Mom, what's going on who is this and why is he wearing fur trousers...................Mom I'm scared" Cis whispered when Annabeth didn't answer her question, when Annabeth did turn round she faced and hurriedly said "Go quick, to the kitchen open the drawer under the sink and grab the flask" Cis did what she was told but as soon as she reached the kitchen she heard a high-pitched screech from outside. What the hell was that?

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