I just want to let you know, I'm rewriting this story in another book but I won't publish it until I'm up to date. This is the first chapter rewritten so much better. It has an added 1799 words. I hope you read it because some details have changed for example, Nathan is tritons son instead of Poseidon's because I just couldn't get the idea to fit into the original story that rick wrote.

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I had thought everyone knew that I never wanted to be the prophecy child. I'd never wanted attention, especially if it brought this much heartbreak and trauma, which it did along with a lot of great memories with 'friends'. But I'd known everyone knew I couldn't stand to be alone or isolated, it was part of my flaw after all.

Day in day out, I had locked myself in my cabin feeling sorry for myself, after The Second Giant War, so much had happened.

My mum and Paul had died in a fire. I remember Chiron hesitantly calling me into the Bighouse to tell me the heart shattering news.
It was the moment I had sparked fear and doubt in everyone's hearts. I was so angry at the world, I had unwillingly caused waves taller than the big house to crash down on the camp.  I had caused the ground to shake so vigorously that I had uprooted half a forest of dryad trees. I was inconsolable, I couldn't stop it it. I ended up having to knock myself out just to end my own violent fit.

Thalia was away with the hunt and Nico was with his father in the under world. I couldn't blame them, they had responsibilities. Thalia was the most opinionated person I'd known. She never let rumours sway her away from me. "Seeing is believing" she had said.
Nico had more freedom to visit me than Thalia did, but it was still an uncommon occasion.
I had never felt more alone.

I'd been doing my best to hide it but I was missing being on quests and saving the world. It's what I'd lived for.

In that moment, Nico had burst through my door, practically breaking the hinges.
"Get up!"

"What? What's happened?" I hoarsely spoke, getting up from the bed, automatically grabbing riptide.

"You're not going to sulk anymore" he had yelled pointing a stern finger at me. After finding out there was no emergency, I flopped back onto my bed and covered my face with my hands.

"I knew Percy Jackson. He was a Hero and everyone loved him. With the typical Class Clown humour, the brightest smile and glowing eyes!"
Nico started pacing the room, I could hear the heavy combat boots hitting the floor. "He taught sword fighting and canoeing. Everyone looked up to him and he looked out for everyone." Nico had been breathless like saying that had exhausted him.

"I know!" I'd sat up quickly. "I know how my life used to be!" I had Made sure to emphasise that it was my life. "I know okay? I know I've fallen far"

"Do something about it. You say you wouldn't give up on your loved ones, but you've given up on yourself." In that moment, he locked eyes with me, something he'd never ever done. "Find a new purpose." He had whispered the last line, like he was scared I'd actually take his advice, and then he shadow traveled away

His words were all I'd thought about. I couldn't stay in camp half blood, it'd felt like a hotel I was only staying at out of convenience. I wasn't needed there anyone. Nico had said the words I had needed to hear.

" I'm leaving. I'm going to find a new purpose." I had repeated to myself as I dragged myself up. The man in the mirror had looked nothing like me. My hair was longer and the stubble was rugged. I had bags under my eyes revealing the sleepless nights.
"I'm leaving. I'm going to find a new purpose." I had watched as my eyes lit up ever-so slightly and my lips twitched at the words. I showered and changed, the water made me feel alive again. My puffy eyes became less red and my hair was slightly more manageable. I looked better than I had in months.

I wanted to run to freedom but I restrained myself to a quick walk up towards the boarder. I had felt the small grin on my face grow as I got closer to Thalia'a tree.

I was given confused, shocked and surprised looks as I went but I hadn't a care in the world. I didn't realise until I reached the top of the hill that most of the camp had followed me to see what was going on.

That's when Nathan spoke up. "Where are you going uncle?" He asked tenderly, teaching out to pull me back carefully. Nathan was Triton's son. He had turned up during the celebrations after the war ended. There was something fishy about him - not because he is related to the ocean - but no one else had seen it.

This was his favourite thing to do, Act. When ever we were alone he would put me down and remind me that he got the girl, the family, and the camp. But he's 'concern' made the girls swoon. If I'm honest I didn't know where I was going. I needed to leave and find something worth living for. But I said the first place I knew subconsciously I would go.

"Olympus" I told him, looking him dead in the eye. He and the rest of camp had given me questioning looks.

"Why did they summon you?" He walked closer, and pushed a thick finger into my chest. "I'm more powerful! Surely they would rather my help!" He broadcasted. It hadn't amazed me that the campers agreed, he had them wrapped around the finger that had poked me with.

I didn't care what he was saying, or what the campers were believing. I had locked eyes with Chiron and he nodded his head as permission to go.

My eyes had also skimmed over Annabeth's but I didn't feel anything at all, which had shocked me, but I never allowed myself time to contemplate it.

After weeks of trying to get me to talk, Annabeth had given up. I'd known she was upset and frustrated with me, but I wouldn't have given up on her if the roles were reversed. I used stay up late at night to make sure she didn't suffer from Tartarus nightmares like I did.
After a while, she had turned to someone else. Nathan had always been around my cabin before Annabeth had given up on me, they always talked and apparently he was there for her and he made her smile again.

I know my mum taught me to 'love thy enemy', but i couldn't of helped disliking Him. Nathan had reminded me of Luke the day he had poisoned my with a Pit Scorpion. Nathan, like Luke, had a friendly foreground but if you really looked passed the familiar green in his eyes, you would have found a cold heart. No matter how much I had preached he was up to something, I was always told I was crazy and jealous. The worst part of Nathan was that he was lair and a thief. He had known the campers already doubted me and used it to his advantage, he blamed everything he'd ever done on me. It caused the camp to drift further and further from me.

But in that moment, I'd felt nothing towards or against either of them, they were nothing but more curious faces in the crowd that happened to share many memories with me.

"Whatever you say Nathan, I need to go" and with that I turned and crossed the boarder.

~ at Olympus ~

When I had made it to Olympus I was slow to know what I wanted to do. So I wondered around. That wasn't something Id usually got to do here, I was used to being rushed into the throne room. It was my first time actually admiring the scenery, It was amazing.

Embellished Pillars had held up the temples. Fountains sat at every corner. Statues were strategically spotted across the island. Everything glowed with the sun. Flowerbeds were had been put outside shops and beside benches. Gardens blossomed with unearthly and unique flowers. It really had been a sight for sore eyes. I'll admit, Annabeth had done a good job.
After a slow walk the long way round, I'd reacted the most detailed part of the central temple, the Throne Room.

I pushed the already open doors wider to make my presence known. Each God and Goddess had greeted me with a smile, minus a select few. After fighting for them and leading 2 successful wars, I supposed I managed to gain some respect.

"Why are you here young hero?" Zeus had asked and lent forward in his chair.

It had taken a moment but once I'd started talking, I couldn't find it in myself to stop.
"I do not know where to go. I have no family, I don't feel like camp is home anymore! I'm 18 without a job no one would hire me anyway as I never finished school." That last part hadn't been exactly my own fault.
"There is no safe way for me to live in the mortal world. I need somewhere to call home. I need a purpose."
I'd ranted on and the gods nodded there heads.

I'd been in enough meetings to know they were having a telepathic conversation.

I looked to my father. He looked worried about me. Over the last few months, he had sent me letters about how proud he was but I'd never once written back, I had nothing to say.
Zeus looked mildly concerned, his 'favourite hero' as he had named me after the war, was slipping down the drain.
Apollo smirked and Hermes argued with his snakes and the rest were kinda mutual. What had surprised me was Lady Artemis's face. She looked confused but she looked at me softly.

If I was honest I'd always liked lady Artemis. I liked how she was in charge. Someone who I didn't need to be strong for or help because she was independent. She was my second favourite goddess but I dared not to tell her or she would have turned me into a jackolope - I didnt know what one of them were, but I didn't want to find out the hard way either.

I'd known I had been staring, and it was weird to stare at a 13 year old, but I couldn't look away. Artemis had held eye contact, daring me to look away. I wasn't sure how long we were like that but my eyes eventually burnt, my lips were dry and I'd really needed to sneeze. Instead of just looking away, I had stuck my tongue out, tilted my head and crossed my eyes. I'd chuckled lowly as she had giggled to herself, as she had shaken her head at the ridiculous face.

After a while Zeus had cleared his throat, I had turned my head to look at him but kept my body facing Artemis.

"How would you like to stay on Olympus?"

I thought I had miss heard him. Demigods of this century were banned from staying on Olympus, from seeing their parent.
I had felt my eyes widen and my jaw drop in a look of awe.

'I, Percy Jackson lived on Olympus for free? All because I asked nicely ? Yeah no. They must get someone out of this.' I had thought.

"What's the catch?" I asked and raised a knowing eyebrow after I fixed my posture. I received some chuckles from that were gods around the hearth.

"He knows you too well father." Apollo said as he suppressed a smile while he had lounged back against the headrest of his throne, one leg was on the seat, one had hung loosely towards the floor.

"If you agree to live on Olympus you will become our 'on call' Demi god."

"Sorry, what?"

"If we need a quest doing we will send you. I'm sure your more than capable of the challenge. Do you understand?"

I'd thought for a minute. I got to live on Olympus and go on quests. But then there was the question of other demigods. They needed quests to prove themselves, we couldn't have them getting lazy. Was I even allowed to say no?

"I have some questions" The eyes around the rooms rolled like they expected that.

"Demigods need to stay fit and prepare for the real world, if I'm taking all the quests -which by the way, I doubt I could do alone - then they'll get lazy." I said while I counted on my fingers the problems.

"What about prophecies? I can't take over a quest if I'm not supposed to be in it." I had looked to Apollo for confirmation because he was the god of prophesy and what-not. Apollo had reluctantly nodded knowing it would make things more difficult.

"You make a fair point son, but you will follow quests set personally by us. Smaller quests will still be set for the campers, worry about yourself for now"

I'd slowly nodded after looking him in the eyes.

Zeus clapped his hands together excitedly, the sound amusingly sounded like thunder. "For now you will stay with Apollo until your accommodations are ready." I bowed to him before he flashed outside the room.

Usually the other deities took that as their que to leave but they had stayed. That was when  Hestia stepped forward from the hearth.

"Perseus , you are my favourite hero. You have never abandoned hope and always tried to make everyone feel safe."
Hestia had made me feel too warm in the already hot room but I couldn't exactly tell her to keep a distance.
"Percy I would like to give you my blessing."
I cocked an eyebrow in disbelief. Hestia had no known champions.
"You would carry the feeling of home and hope with you. You would be able to conjure up home cooked foods and summon fire. Do you accept my championship?" She had asked spreading her arms for a hug.

I looked at her dazzled. She wanted me as her first champion. I knew power over fire would go straight against my birth-given water powers, but Hestia looked so sure and happy I was unable to say no to her.

"Of course my lady" as soon as the words had left my lips, her little 7 year old form hugged my torso and I had started to glow when I hugged her back.

As she had let go, the hot room became perfectly temperatured and I felt more at ease. It was impossible not to notice the blue flame tattoo appear on my wrist. I looked at her with clear confusion.

"I should have known it would be blue!" She had held my hand in both of hers and jumped up and down excitedly, sending her chestnut hair to go flying everywhere while my hand looked like a fish out of water. "The purest, strongest fire. Percy your flame reflects you. It means you're true-of- heart, and powerful." I couldn't have done anything to avoid the blush because everyone had heard.

"Thank you my lady." I had smiled. She giggled and walked back to her hearth.
"Use my gift wisely Perseus"

I had turned to the other gods and goddesses still there. They all seamed to want to follow Hestia's example.
The next to stop forward had been my father.

"Percy, I'm so sorry! I really did love your mother." A slow tear streaked down his face and he pulled me into a hug that I had returned. Moments like this were rare for me, for any demigod, I'd know I had a better relationship with my farther than most demigods did with their parents.

"I want to give you your full water abilities, you're old enough now" he clapped a hand on my shoulder and looked down into my eyes, even though I was only a few inches off of him.
"You would have total control over water-based liquids and you won't tire out as much over using your powers."
I had nodded slowly, I had more control over liquids than he'd known I had and I destroyed the camp with the amount of dominance I had had over water - but I didn't burst his bubble.

"You can vapour travel and you have power over the sea of monsters. Controlling the sea of monsters was something you earned when you were 13, but I wasn't allowed to tell you." I looked into his sea green eyes that were so much like mine, they'd flicked to Zeus' throne in annoyance before he found mine again.

Vapour travelling was cool but I didn't want the power "Did you see what I did to the camp? You shouldn't be giving me more power, I'm dangerous" I had dropped my head to look at my shoes.

"Perseus, you're about to receive a lot more power from each of us. You must understand we can grant you power, but we are unable to grant you the knowledge along with it, as a safety net you'll have to work them out on your own, but don't worry, We trust you" I watched his eyes and slowly nodded my head.

When he put his hand out he blasted me with water. I had felt renewed like I always did with water but it was different. I could feel all the water on Olympus and hear all the naiads talk. I had flashed my father my lopsided grin and he flashed one back which created a mirror image.
Then he turned to mist.

I looked at my arm. Under my trident legion was a new tattoo. It was his underwater palace. It was carefully drawn and it had sparkled on my skin.

When I turned I came face to face with Hermes. "Percy I never got to thank you for saving Luke" I had looked at him incredulous. I had not saved Luke. He still died.

Hermes must have seen the look I had on my face because he put a hand on my shoulder and made me look into his eyes. "You saved his soul. He died a heroes death and he was reborn. He would have spent eternity in the fields of punishment if it weren't for you." I couldn't even talk.
Luke had died a hero because he always was a hero but he got lured into the dark side.

"I want to give you my blessing. You would be stealthy, you can travel across larger distances amongst other things too." I said my thanks and checked out the new tattoo. It was a pair of flying shoes. I smiled as I reminisced my first quest. They were good days.

After hours of getting gifts that I had desperately tried to refuse, I left with Apollo to his palace. When I found my room, I ripped my top off to look at my new tattoos and the powers I'd gotten from them.

I didn't want to speak too soon, but life is looking up.

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