Summary:Percy, after defeating Kronos, seemed to vanish in a white light. After five years, he has returned with not only the knowledge of a terrible enemy, but with the tools and knowledge to defeat him. Will he succeed, and who will help him on the way? Find out.

Ch 1:Meeting Arjuna

Clang! Clang! Clang!

There were two blurs in the Throne Room of Olympus. One of them, the Titan Lord Kronos, was holding a scythe that seemed bent on taking the other's life away. But his sword rose to match his scythe, strike for strike with equal intensity. His name-Percy Jackson.

"Just give up already, Jackson. You're no match for a Titan." Kronos monologue. He needed a script writer, really.

But Percy was no longer hearing. He knew that he couldn't keep Kronos at bay forever. It was a wonder that he wasn't dead already. Luke's body seemed to glow occasionally, and Percy knew that if Kronos appeared in his true form, the whole world will tremble in fear. But if he couldn't find Luke's Achilles Heel, how the Hades was he going to defeat him?

Or...could he?

With a swift swipe of Percy's hand, all the moisture in the room pooled around Luke's body. It immediately vaporised, but this time in the form of steam. As the steam spread on Luke's body, negating his armour, Kronos screamed in pain and Percy found what he had been looking for; a small region in Luke's left armpit that charred, and turned black.

Percy rushed forward, Riptide ready in his hand. He expected to be frozen, any time-in time. But that attack never came. He took Kronos' punch to his gut as he embedded Riptide right in Luke's only vulnerable spot.

A blinding beam of light, brighter than the morning sun seemed to emanate from the spot and an unearthly scream filled the area. Annabeth had to look away to prevent being blinded. When she was finally able to open her eyes again, there was no sign of Percy Jackson in the Throne Room anymore.

"Ugh...Where am I?" Percy groaned, holding his head in his hands. The area around him seemed to be filled with white light... and white light. He was basically inside a white sphere.

"Good to see that you're awake", came a voice from the other side. Percy whipped around o see a male voice speaking. His eyes were immediately drawn towards the majestic and ornate bow slung over his shoulder. If not for his sex, Percy would have marked him as a Hunter of Artemis.

"Where am I?" Percy asked again, blankly.

"You are in a cross-dimensional sphere. Does that help?" the other figure asked cheekily.

Percy bit back a retort.

"I think introductions are in order. You are Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, and I am Arjuna. Heard of me, surely?"

"No."

"What?" He screamed,"What are they teaching the kids these days about mythology?"

Percy would have enjoyed his reaction, if not for the fact that he was too damn confused.

"Okay, alright. So I would better explain..." For the next few hours, Percy heard about his tale, and the things he had done. By the time he had finished, Percy's jaw was hanging to the ground.

"You mean you are that Arjuna; of Mahabharata?" Percy remembered hearing about the epic, and once he was even asked to read it, but he had outright refused once he had seen its volume. Moreover, was it necessary?

Apparently it was. Percy would have thought he was joking, but he knew truly how crazy the world of gods was. So he settled for the next best question, "What happened to me?"

At this question, all signs of mirth vanished from Arjuna's eyes. He sighed, "This is problematic. You see, the Gods in our pantheon gave up mixing or communicating with mortals, while still in their corporeal form long ago. That was because the need simply disappeared. We don't have monsters resurrecting right and left, as is the case for you Greeks. They now exist as supreme manifestations of nature. But this changed a few days ago when the greatest danger to the gods that had ever existed re-emerged. Mahishasura."

"Who?"

"The Buffalo-Headed Demon. The account of his birth is somewhat akin to your legend of the Minotaur, but he is no ordinary demon. He had a boon from Brahma, a primordial deity, to be invanquishable by any male warrior. The gods had to re-summon the purest form of energy, which manifested as the goddess Durga, who finally defeated him for good. And now he has risen again, but not in our world...rather in yours. He chose this time as the gods will be weak awhile from fighting the Titan Army; and that's not even half the situation. Soon Gaea, the Earth goddess will also make her move. The giants will form an alliance with Mahishasura and together they will raze the world."

Percy couldn't speak for a few seconds. The situation truly seemed to be just the perfect way to end the world.

"But there's a hope. Mahishasura may have resurrected, but he doesn't have the boon anymore, That is why he will seek the help of giants. We have decided to extend our own help to preserve the world. There must be a person who can stand up to Mahishasura, and who is free to do things his own way, unrestricted by Ancient Laws. That has to be you. We couldn't reach you for quite some time, but the energy wave caused by Kronos' destruction was the perfect opportunity to bring you here and debrief you on the matters." Finishing his tale, Arjuna looked up expectantly at Percy.

A thousand thoughts were racing through Percy's mind at that moment. However, he voiced the most obvious thought, "But I am only a demigod. What can I do? I really can't stand up to him; can I?" he had a sense of déjà-vu while speaking those words.

"Yeah, obviously you cannot, not while you are the way you are now. But, did to you pay attention to my tale?" At his nod, Arjuna grinned, "Now you're going to live it." Another flash of light of light washed over Percy, as he felt a strange sensation, and a faraway voice. "The strength of Bheema, the honesty of Yudhistira, my skills in archery, Nakul's empathy and the foresight of Sahadeva; you're going to have it all. You will also have all our knowledge, to wield in this upcoming battle. Use it well, Percy Jackson."

Percy felt a weight settle on his shoulder. He knew that it was the bow. The last words he heard were, "Remember Percy, when you have questions...return to the hearth." He also had a weird question just before he slipped into unconsciousness; how did Arjuna speak English so nicely, if he had lived so many years ago?

Percy realised that he was back on the Earth. He had no idea what to do now, with the responsibility he had weighing down on him. What could he do?

"Well, I suppose I could do this." Percy muttered and took the bow in his hand. Even without noticing, he summoned a strange shaped arrow on the strings; it had a flame pattern on the tip, and it glowed slightly in the light. As soon as he had shot it, it hit the ground some distance away and lit up the area with bright, amber dancing flames. Percy looked at it in shock, and prayed that nobody had seen that! However, it did a necessary job; he walked close to it and peered down, "Lady Hestia? Are you there?"

"Perseus?" came the surprised reply from the child-like goddess, whose face emerged from the flames, at seeing the missing Hero of Olympus. Percy, without preamble, asked her,"Lady Hestia, do you know about the Pandavas?"

She was shocked at hearing those names after such a long time. It had nearly been a millennia since she had last heard about those legendary demigods. One of them had once requested her aid, and she had known all about them. However, she was the only one. Frankly, the other gods were never interested. She enquired, "Why, Perseus, exactly do you want to know about them?" Percy sighed, and told his tale. In the end, she only asked "You know what to do, don't you?"

"I suppose I do." Percy replied; and he would do that. He wasn't the Hero of Olympus, Defeater of Kronos and Bane of Monsters for nothing, after all. Amidst this chaotic day, Percy was happy to discover one fact; Riptide had returned to his pocket, just as he had crossed the dimensions again.

A/N: This is the start to quite a long fic. I was surprised to see that the PJO section had many crossovers with the Norse Myths, but not with the Indian epics. This will be my attempt to change that. Please review if you liked it. Thanks for reading.