A/N: I'm rewriting this because the other version had no where to go. I mean who's gonna be a realistic challenge for someone who blew up half of a country (even thought that itself isn't even realistic), so this time I'm going to tone down Percy's power and slowly amp it up (no where near where it was in the original). I'll leave the other one up for now, but it'll eventually come down.

Now, on to the story (P.S. – In case you didn't know, I'm not Rick Riordan, which means I own no characters in this story)

~TD1234~

I let out a low groan while rolling over on my small, worn blanket. Brick buildings surrounded me on two sides, while a tall wall protected my back. The ally was fairly wide and there was a good distance between the entrance and the wall in the back.

I slowly rolled over on my matt, trying and failing to get comfortable enough to get some rest. The constant noises from the busy New York streets made it near impossible to fall asleep, but it was better than in the wilderness… that's where all of them were.

A low growl rumbled through the ally, annoying me more than a little bit.

"Shut up Gray," I looked over at my dog, one of the only things I could get from my apartment before… 'The Incident'. Besides that I managed to grab a pair of jeans, some boots, a hoodie, and a shirt. The jeans barely fit any more, so I tucked them into my shin high boots to make them look nicer, which was hard since they were torn in several places.

Gray's massive body shifted so that I could see his glowing blue eyes peering at me behind the gray hair that was covering them. Yes, I know, a gray dog named Gray, how unique, but the first thing I called him was gray, since I was just learning to talk and recognize colors.

He was a massive dog, big enough to make me believe he was a wolf, but I liked the size, it allowed me to ride on his back when I was tired and it also proved useful for protecting me when we fought them.

His eyes gazed into mine, conveying his confusion at my words, almost as if…

My eyes widened in realization as I instinctively rolled away, barely avoiding the giant paw that stomped down where I was just laying. As I was rolling on the ground, I reached out and grabbed the two small pieces of rebar I used as a weapon while turning to face the monster.

The two pieces of steel couldn't kill the monsters, as I'd soon realized, but they defiantly felt it. Luckily, it seemed that the weird bronze teeth Gray had finished off the monsters easily.

"Gray, go try to see if there's any more, I'll hold off this guy," It didn't make any sense, but Gray always seemed to understand what I was saying, it was like we had a special connection.

Thinking I was distracted, the giant hound pounced at me, only to be met with a piece of steel to the face, causing it to fly into the building on my left where it slumped to the ground. It didn't make any sense that I could put so much force into a strike at the age of twelve, but I didn't question it. The hairs stood up on the back of my neck, interrupting my musings.

Quicker than a thought, I rolled out of the way, where a giant club smashed into the spot I was just standing in. It shattered the concrete ground and ripped my blanket/makeshift bed to shreds, but that was the least of my concerns at the moment.

My eyes met the hate filled eye of the monster that attempted to crush me… a Cyclops and a Hellhound attacking at the same time?

"Oh great, sorry guys, but I didn't get an invitation to this party, so maybe I'll just leave…" The Cyclops and hound stepped together, effectively blocking off my way out of the alley.

"Oh yeah," I smiled brightly while letting me arms fall to my side, "I remember now." The monsters both looked at me in confusion, slightly lowering their guard. "This is my party, where I kill you both."

Before the Cyclops could react, I flung my piece of rebar into his eye, blinding him and hopefully getting him out of the fight. I spun and quickly lunged at the hound, but it recovered quicker than I thought it would, so instead of me jamming steel into its throat, it sunk its teeth into my arm.

I examined the wound quickly, it wasn't too serious, but it was large enough to disable that arm from the fight. Luckily, my mother had raised me to use both my arms equally, basically forcing me to become ambidextrous.

"Holy Poseidon that hurt," I turned to see the Cyclops explode into dust, probably from Gray. Noticing my distraction, the hound pounced, forcing me to roll away and lose my other piece of rebar.

I paled slightly while dodging the vicious strikes, knowing it was only a matter of time until I became fatigued and the hound would kill me. It lounged to fast for me to dodge, so I rammed my fist into its mouth, breaking teeth and slicing my hand deeply.

"Ok, I've seen enough." The hound exploded into a puff of golden smoke, in its place was a large trident, being wielded by an even larger man in… a flowery Hawaiian shirt? His hair was pitch black and wild, like mine, and his skin was a coppery bronze also similar to mine, but that's about as far as the similarities went.

His build was somewhat bulky, while mine, although not frail, wasn't entirely large either. It was a perfect mix between agility and strength, allowing for powerful yet quick strikes.

His eyes were also different, a deep sea green that seemed to reflect the deepest parts of the ocean. Mine were a glowing blue, almost purplish color, as if little balls of lightning were trapped in my eyes.

"You're a lucky boy, Perseus. If I didn't owe your father a favor then you'd be Hellhound food right now." I slowly shifted my stance to one of defense, although I doubted I'd be able to last more than a few seconds against the strange man.

Both of us jumped in surprise as Gray's growl pierced the silence. He slowly stalked out of the shadows next to the man while baring his glowing bronze teeth.

"Well, well, well, and Hera says he doesn't care for his children." Gray suddenly whimpered and laid down on the ground, rolling over onto his back so his stomach was exposed.

"Your dog is smart kid, seems like he can sense a god much easier than you can." Suddenly it clicked; the trident, the eyes, the power… Poseidon, or Triton, but Poseidon seemed more likely.

I bowed to the ground while repeatedly thanking my mother for all the Greek myths and stories she'd drilled into my head.

"Lord Poseidon?" The man rubbed his beard while silently inspecting me.

"Yes, Perseus, I'm Poseidon, god of the seas, storms, and earthquakes." His eyes raked over me once more before he smiled somewhat guiltily. "A half-blood of the eldest gods." I raised an eyebrow at his mumbling, but decided interrupting a god's musings wasn't the best idea.

"I'm truly sorry Perseus, both for the string the Fates have weaved for you, and what I'm about to do to you." I opened my mouth to protest, but Poseidon quickly stopped me by placing a glowing hand on my head.

Searing pain passed through me along with a rush of power that forced me to the ground. It was slowly growing more intense as I fought to stay conscious, until eventually I lost. The last thing I heard before passing out was Poseidon's astounded voice.

"Holy Rhea this kid might be stronger than Hercules."

~TD1234~

I woke up to thundering voices, literally. One man's voice was shaking the room as he spoke, almost like thunder was pouring from his mouth.

"I don't care about that Poseidon!" The voice practically shook my head, causing me to wince as I tried to sit up, "You shouldn't have blessed him. You know my children's fatal flaw!" I slowly sat up while glancing around the room in awe.

I was in a large room, although large didn't seem to do it justice. Grand Central Station looked like a broom closet compared to where I was now. The walls were marble, with glittering gold designs on them, and high above you could see the blue ceiling, which shimmered with different constellations.

In the shape of a U were twelve seats, no… thrones. Each was unique and had a person sitting on it. In the middle of the U was a giant hearth, with a person sitting in it. I gasped in shock as I realized that I was in the Hall of the Gods.

"Ah, Zeus, your offspring has awoken." A noble man sat in the arch of the U. His face was firm, and an air of authority seemed to roll off of him. I studied in shock as I realized that was what I looked like. Given, he was older and his face was more defined, but the eyes, the regal structure of his face that screamed confidence and commanded respect, I had seen it every time I looked in the mirror.

A wave of shock passed over me as I realized who he was… who I was.

"Do not speak of my son that way, Hera. It is not his fault I made a mistake and was unfaithful." I watched with slight bitterness as he spoke to the goddess next to him, Hera. On his right was Poseidon, who seemed to realize Zeus' poor word choices before he did.

"A mistake? Zeus I'd say that the kid right here is the best thing you've made in centuries." Zeus turned to Poseidon first, and then to me with a sense of pride.

"Yes, I believe your right. Did you see him shatter the Hellhound's teeth in the ally? With no training too!" Zeus laughed boisterously while Poseidon gave me a small wink.

"Uhm, sorry to interrupt, but what exactly am I doing here?" I immediately regretted speaking, as twelve of the most powerful eyes on earth were focused on me alone… well eleven, one god was passed out on his throne.

"I called this meeting because I don't think you should be allowed to live, your life means a threat is coming, that's the very reason my brothers made the pact to not have children." I looked over at Hera as she was speaking, only to receive a glare that forced me to look away.

"It's too late for that, Hera." I let out a sigh of relief as all eyes turned to the goddess who spoke.

My breath caught in my throat when I laid eyes on her. She was constantly shifting forms, each more beautiful than the last. Aphrodite.

"I know my domains of love and lust made it easier to detect him, especially since his lust for power is so strong I'm sure even some of my children noticed it, but surely someone else knows of his return." Chaos broke out as apparently everyone but me knew whom he was, but luckily my father took control of the situation.

"Silence!" everyone immediately sat down and shut up, albeit reluctantly, "This meeting is about my son, not of my fath… him." Several nods of agreement went around the room while Zeus sighed and sat back into his throne.

"Now, obviously we can't kill him, so I say he goes to Camp Half-Blood, where he will be trained for the war." Nobody argued with him, although Hera looked like she would be giving him some choice words after the meeting was over.

"If there are no further questions, then this meeting is dismissed." I instinctively covered my eyes and several bright flashes lit the room. When it stopped only two gods remained, Poseidon and my father.

I went up and bowed in between the two, not wanting to cause trouble by bowing to one first.

"Father, Poseidon." Each motioned for me to rise at the same time, so I did.

"Perseus," Zeus began, but before I could stop, I blurted out, "Just Percy is fine." Instead of being mad, Zeus just smiled slightly while Poseidon outright laughed.

"I like him Zeus, this one actually has some balls, although I suppose Hercules did to, he was much too cocky for my taste." Zeus waved off Poseidon, who sat in his throne smiling brightly.

"Percy, you will have a rough road ahead of you, which I am sorry for. Your uncle, Poseidon, has seen fit to give you his blessing, a great gift and tremendous sign of respect young one." I glanced over at Poseidon, who had a serious expression on his face.

"You have a pure heart, Perseus. One empty of power lust like most of your previous siblings, but you still have a fatal flaw, yours just seems to lean more towards…" he paused and looked to Zeus, who seemed just as concerned as Poseidon, "other attributes of your father. You're loyal to a fault, child, which is not always a good thing." Zeus nodded in agreement before taking over the conversation again.

"Every warrior needs a weapon Perseus, and we have a choice for you." Poseidon snapped his fingers and a ballpoint pen appeared in his hands.

"You have inherited my strength of thunder, much like Hercules, but you also fight with the speed of lightning. This allows you two choices for what you may wield. Either one sword, capable of delivering strikes powerful enough to send enemies running, or two smaller blades, which shall allow you to cut down enemies before they even have a chance to defend themselves." My two pieces of rebar came to mind, fond memories causing me to smile softly.

"I'll take the two blades father, if that's alright with you." Poseidon uncapped the pen, causing a beautiful medium length Greek xiphos to appear, the blade was the same shining bronze Gray's teeth were made of.

Poseidon waved his hand, shrinking the blade to about one and a half feet, at the same time the cap of the pen elongated to a blade of equal length, which he handed to my father.

"This blade has a long and tragic past Perseus, wield it well and let it bring honor to the name of Olympus." Poseidon handed me my blade, which was perfectly balanced and seemed to radiate an aura similar to Poseidon's, which gave me a strange sense of connection to it.

As soon as my fingers connected with it, a bright green glow spread along the edges of the blade. They colors constantly darkened and lightened in a pattern similar to that of the waves in the ocean.

My attention was focused back on Zeus as he chanted quickly, lighting my other dagger up into a mini explosion of lightning before he handed it to me.

"I've infused the spirit of a tempest into this weapon, may it bring great pride to the house of Zeus." This time, instead of a bright green edge, a spark of electricity traveled across the edge of the blade, leaving a thin layer of jumping sparks in its wake.

After admiring the weapons for a couple seconds, Poseidon told me to touch the hilts together to return it to its pen form, which it would to automatically after a while should I ever lose the blades in battle.

Once they were in pen form, I focused my attention back to Zeus and Poseidon.

"This will be the last time we meet in a while, my son. I'm already pushing the boundaries of the Ancient Laws, and breaking them is a path I do not wish to cross." Zeus looked at me with a solemn mask, but deeper than that was fear. "Train hard my son, Chaos knows you need to."

Before I could blink, my body felt like it was being forced through a blender, and then someone slowly stitched the millions of pieces back together again.

When it stopped, I was in front of a large, baby blue house. On top was a little bronze eagleweather vane that twisted back and forth slowly.

I stared past it, at the U shaped cabins hidden deep in the valley. Focusing back on the large house, I noticed a sign hanging above the door 'Camp Half-Blood, Keeping Young Heroes Safe from Harm (Mostly) For Over Three Millennia!'

My eyes widened in shock as I glanced back at the cabins, most likely filled with powerful offspring from the gods, maybe even from my father.

"What the Hades have I gotten myself into?"

A/N: Please remember FFR (Favorite, Follow, and Review) next chapter should be up before the end of next week, but it all depends on my schedule honestly. Hope you enjoyed, and make sure to FFR so that you'll know when the next update is.

~TD1234~