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Story: Champion of Olympus: The Sea's Wrath

Chapter 1: A Champion's Sorrow

Mount Olympus – Late Spring

Third Person's POV

Perseus Jackson sat on top of the roof of the Temple of the Olympians; the building that housed the throne room of the Olympian gods. Perseus was now thirteen years old, his body had grown a few inches since last summer, and he now stood about five feet, eight inches in height. His jet black messy hair still shined in the sun, however, he no longer saw through the eyes of a son of Poseidon. Since the end of the last summer when he had his confrontation with his birth father, Perseus had adopted the use of his electric blue eye color, the eye color of his adoptive father, Zeus the king of the gods.

Perseus would never admit this, but he missed the sea, and his body missed his normal eye color and powers. For whatever reason, his use of eye color not associated with his birth father had weakened him in body and spirit. No longer was he the care free and loving child that everyone knew. He now seemed to be in a perpetual melancholy, and his attitude suffered. His usual outgoing personality seemed stunted, and his hopeful outlook on life replaced by a pessimistic attitude. This change in personality was not lost on his family, as one particular family member was about to make known.

"Perce, what are you doing up here?" Apollo asked curiously. When he received no answer Apollo walked up to his little brother, and sat down beside him. "Olympus to Percy, come on man snap out of it." Percy turned to his always cheery brother, and gave him a half-hearted smile. Apollo didn't buy this attempt one bit. "Percy what's wrong you can tell me?"

Percy sighed loudly as he looked at his older brother. "Nothing, I'm just thinking."

Apollo grinned brightly. "This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain daughter of Athena, now would it?"

Percy rolled his eyes at his brother's playful question. "No, I was just thinking about random stuff." Percy said sadly.

Apollo's smile faded to a hopeful grin, but he wasn't going to let his little brother rain on his parade, so to speak. "How about we go for a ride in my sun chariot?" Apollo asked.

Percy eyed his older brother carefully. Apollo gave the young demigod a slight elbow in the ribs. "Come on Perce." Apollo added. Percy gave Apollo a small smile, and stood up.

"One ride, that's all ok?" Percy said as he stood up to face his brother. Apollo's smile widened at his brother's agreement, Apollo stood up grabbing his brother around the forearm, and dragging him toward the sun chariot that sat on the roof of the temple, waiting. The two brothers took off into the sky, and flew toward the sun. Apollo laughed loudly as the chariot banked and rolled throughout the sky. Percy for his part couldn't help, but smile at his older brother's childish nature. After a good thirty minutes of flying the chariot landed in the large garden next to the temple.

"That was a good ride, huh?" Apollo asked with a mischievous smile. Percy smiled back this time with a little more feeling.

"It was thanks." Percy said. Apollo placed his hand on his brother's shoulder.

"What are brothers for, right?" Apollo questioned playfully as he ruffled Percy's messy hair making the young demigod smile widen. Percy looked at the large clock in the center of the garden, and realized he was late for his next training appointment.

"Apollo, sorry I have to go, thanks again for the ride." Percy said as he waved to his brother before he broke off into a full run toward the temple of Athena. He reached the temple only a few minutes late for his session. Athena looked at him sternly as he ran into the room nearly slipping on the polished marble floor.

"You're late Perseus." Athena said, as she eyes him curiously. Percy straightened up before her gaze, and looked at her sincerely.

"I apologize, I lost track of time." Percy said. Athena for her part sighed lightly remembering a time when Percy would make a sarcastic comment about being fashionably late or something like that.

"Today as part of your combat training, we're going to conduct hand-to-hand combat trials. Hephaestus was kind enough to allow me to use an automaton for your training. A large celestial bronze man walked into the room he was roughly six feet, six inches in height. Its feet made a clanging noise as it walked across the marble floor. "Get in your stance, now begin." The automaton suddenly sprang forward, and tried to crush Percy with a fist in the chest; Percy leapt into the air completing a full end over end spin, and landed behind the metal man. Before the automaton could react Percy completed a full spin kick causing the metal man to hit the floor hard. The automaton stood up quickly, and turned on the young demigod. A metal hand came down in a hammer-like strike, but Percy had already moved to the left while sweeping one leg, and knocking the metal man off balance. Before the automaton could hit the floor Percy jumped on its back with both his hands wrapped around the head of the metal man. Athena looked on in complete adoration as Percy pulled his hardest. Suddenly sparks began to shoot out of the automaton's neck until the entire head of the metal man broke off into Percy's vice-like grip. The automaton fell to the floor with a loud crash.

Athena walked forward, and took the head from Percy's grasp while giving the boy an approving nod of the head. "I guess I'll need to apologize to Hephaestus for the condition of his toy here." Athena said. Percy gave her a half-hearted smile, which Athena acknowledges with a sad shake of the head. "I think that's enough for today, go about your day little brother." Percy nodded, and walked out of the temple. Athena placed the head of the automaton on a marble bench as she stared off into the direction that Percy left. She felt sorry for the boy, and worried for his state of mind. She knew that his refusal to go to the sea, and acknowledge his legacy as a son of Poseidon was hurting him both physically and mentally, but she was at a loss on how to fix things. For the goddess of wisdom, not having an answer was maddening. She was broken away from her thoughts by a familiar voice.

"He's still not any better, is he?" Hera asked as she walked into the temple.

"I'm afraid not, and that worries me." Athena said. Hera had been the first to recognize Percy's behavioral changes over the past several months.

"He'll be going to camp in a few weeks; hopefully a change in scenery will do him good. Maybe he'll swim in the camp lake, if his friends are around. I will talk to Chiron, and inform him of the situation." Hera said as she gave Athena a nod, and then walked out of the temple.

Hestia's POV

I walked through the temple of the Olympians looking for Perseus, we had a lesson scheduled on the primordial gods, but he never showed up. I saw Apollo in the throne room, so I entered. I approached my nephew, he jumped in surprise when he saw me, he was writing a new Haiku, I internally shuttered at the thought.

"Lady Hestia, can I help you?" Apollo asked. I gave my nephew a small smile and nod.

"Yes, I'm looking for Perseus, have you seen him?" I asked. Apollo looked sad for a moment like he was remembering something troubling.

"Yes, he's probably on the roof, I caught him there this morning. He's acting strangely, I took him for a ride in my chariot, but it barely made him smile." Apollo said.

"I will try to speak with him." I said. Apollo gave me a hopeful smile.

"Good luck, he's not in the best mood." Apollo said as I left the throne room, and made my way to the roof of the temple. I walked onto the roof; I made my way around a large stone monument, and stopped abruptly. Perseus was sitting on the edge of the roof looking out over the city. He definitely looked sad; I could tell by his sagging posture, and his head hung low. I was about to go talk to him when I noticed a mist settle in front of him, a portion of the mist cleared into the all too familiar form of an Iris message. I probably shouldn't have stayed hidden, but I wanted to see who the message was from. The mist cleared a little more until I saw a blonde girl with grey eyes staring at Perseus, it could only be Annabeth, the daughter of Athena.

"Percy" She said. Perseus's head snapped up at the sound of his name. He looked directly into the Iris message, and I thought I saw his mouth turn up into a small smile.

"Annabeth" Percy said in surprise.

"Why haven't you called or Iris messaged me, I haven't spoken to you since the fall?" Annabeth said. She clearly wasn't happy with him.

"I'm sorry; I've been really busy with training, and everything." Percy said. I noticed that he wouldn't look her in the eyes. I think Annabeth could tell something was wrong.

"Percy, is there something wrong?" Annabeth asked worriedly.

"No, I'm just tired from all the training." Percy said, but I could tell that he wasn't telling the truth.

"Percy don't lie to me there's something wrong, and why won't you look at me?" Annabeth asked.

"Nothing's wrong wise girl." Perseus said.

"Look at me Perseus." Annabeth yelled I could see Perseus stiffen as she yelled at him. He looked up at Annabeth reluctantly. Annabeth gasped when she saw his eyes.

"What's wrong with your eyes, their electric blue? What happened to your sea green eyes?" Annabeth asked in shock.

Perseus clinched both of his hands into fists. "I'm not going to use the powers of the sea again, I'm disowned remember?" Perseus said harshly. Annabeth looked at him warily.

"What's wrong with you, you're not acting like yourself?" Annabeth asked.

"I don't need this from you. I'm tired of everyone asking me what's wrong. I wish you all would just leave me alone." Perseus yelled as he swiped his hand through the Iris message. I felt terrible for Annabeth; I knew that Perseus's outburst would hurt her terribly. I turned around, and left the troubled boy alone; I didn't want to get yelled at as well. I walked back to the throne room; I needed to talk to my sister and brother.

I reached the throne room, and saw Zeus, Hera and Athena arguing about something. I cleared my throat, and they all turned toward me curiously.

"Hestia" Zeus said acknowledging my presence.

"I'm worried about Perseus." I said as I recounted the scene that I overheard on the roof.

"I can't believe he spoke that way to my daughter." Athena said still in shock.

"Maybe we need to send him to camp earlier than planned; maybe he needs the company of other demigods?" Hera queried.

"You may be right; I will inform Perseus that he will go to camp tomorrow. We don't need him losing his temper here on Olympus. However, we must warn Dionysus and Chiron, I do not want Perseus causing damage at camp either. They must allow him to resolve his internal conflict on his own." Zeus said. I saw Athena shaking her head.

"Father, I don't believe that will work, we need to confront him. His refusal to revert to his base powers of the sea has weakened him in body and in mind. I'm afraid that we can't wait for him to work out his problems on his own." Athena said.

"Athena, you may be right, but to confront him now would be inviting an aggressive confrontation. We need to give him a little time to cool off, and then we can confront him." I said. Athena looked at me thoughtfully.

"I agree, it would be prudent to give him some time away from training, and allow him to cool down, but we will have to confront him sooner or later." Athena conceded.

"Agreed" Zeus said as Hera and I nodded in agreement. I just hoped that nothing happened between now and then that would thrust Perseus into danger before we could fix his current problem.

AN: I hope you enjoyed this first chapter to Champion of Olympus: The Sea's Wrath. This is a slight introduction to the story more to come after the holidays.