Hey guys! This is My First FanFic and I don't know if anyone is going to read this. If anyone does, please read and review so I can get some inspiration and keep going.

I do not own Percy Jackson, blah, blah, blah. Only gonna say this once.

3rd Person POV

It had been 3 years since the second Titan War, and Percy Jackson had been missing since then. All the gods knew that his girlfriend and closest friend, Annabeth Chase had died after taking a knife for him when Ethan Nakamura had tried to stab Percy's Achilles Spot. Percy had never forgiven himself. Until now, Young Demigods were suddenly appearing at both camp half-blood and Artemis's hunt. A man in a black cloak was always seen taking the kids to both places, then mysteriously disappearing after seeing the child in safe hands. Even Artemis herself could not catch the man, much less see the man, every time a girl appeared in her camp.

Meanwhile, a man tore through the woods, in a cloak, his hunting bow over his shoulder as dark shapes presumably monsters. He crashed through the foliage, grunting at the branches that were spanking his face. He reached the base of the mountain, panting. Echidna, the one most feared monster he knew stepped out behind the trees, grinning.

"You're cornered now Halfblood!" She sneered as more monsters appeared behind her.

Little did they know they had cornered Percy Jackson, one of the most powerful demigods in history.

Percy was about to make a sarcastic comment or something (because that's his personality and I don't know why I'm writing this) when silver arrows began to rain down on the monsters, causing them to flee.

" Echidna" an adolescent girl who was clearly identified as the leader growled. "When a woman puts you down, you stay down".

Echidna snarled. "No! This is against ancient laws" she angrily said. "Not so" the girl spoke. "You are a monster and that is within my domain" she spoke, with such authority that Echidna tried to retreat. Percy had already regained his strength and stood up, making sure his hood was on. He swiped Riptide, his bronze sword, turning Echidna to golden dust.

Artemis looked up from Echidna's dust and noticed the man. He was around 6 foot 2 with a runner, athletic build. His armor was nearly torn to shreds and she tried to access his memories but found them blocked. Artemis was clearly confused but decided it for another matter when she could capture him. She noticed how this man fitted the requirements for Percy Jackson, a demigod she was rather fond of.

"You, boy. Stop." Artemis said in a calm but deadly tone at the cloaked man, her bow already raised.

He turned and smiled under his hood.

"I am sorry Milady, my identity must be kept secret. You of all Olympians should know revealing my identity could mean war between Zeus and Poseidon once more" he simply answered.

Artemis was dumbfounded. Who was this male?

As she readied her silver bow to shoot, the man turned and burst into flames. As the flames died down, the man was gone. What was left was the scorched grass he was standing on.

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As the years passed by, the Olympians became more and more distressed as their #1 hero Percy Jackson still was not found. They had search parties everywhere, and everyone was getting more and more desperate as the prophecy of the 7, drew closer and closer. The 12 Olympians had already agreed that Percy was to be one of the 7, but it was obviously impossible as he was nowhere to be found. That is, for now.

Percy's POV

I groan and smash my pillow on my face. And then, like the snap of my finger, the memories come crashing back at me. Me, being cornered by Echidna and her monsters, only to be saved by Artemis and her hunt. Jeez, Percy, you better not get this close to being caught next time, I mentally scolded myself as I sat up from my "makeshift bed". The sun was shining, the birds were singing, what a GREAT time to be alive, I thought. Of course, I was wrong. My peace and serenity in my camping tent were coming to an end.

"PERCY!" Hestia shouted in my brain. (mentally of course)

I jumped. Did I tell you that Hestia was my patron?

"Lady Hestia" I mentally spoke to her, as I mentally bowed.

"There's literally no need to be formal Perseus. I've been your patron for 3 years" she scolded at me.

"So Hestia, what is it you need?" I asked, curious. I hadn't been doing much for Hestia this last couple of months as I was frequently going on solo hunts to take down the most vicious monsters before they joined the so-called "giants army".

"Percy, I need you to go to New Orleans in Louisiana, to take a girl to either the hunt or camp half-blood" she smiled.

"sure I'll head there right now, and is the tracking the same as usual?" I replied.

"Same as usual Percy. Good Luck" Hestia said, as she cut the mental connection.

I had done this many times in the past, rescuing younger demigods who were treated badly, and taken them to the Hunt or Camp. The reason was that some girls that I rescued would have bad experiences with men and were not willing to spend their time with boys at Camp Half-blood. I would take them ti the hunt. I would just take boys to Camp Half-Blood, as boys were obviously not allowed in the Hunt.

I teleported into the outskirts of New Orleans, which surprisingly, not many people were around to see me teleporting in a flash of fire. Best to keep it that way.

The red ring flashed at a more rapid pace as I ran past alleyways and tall apartments. The city reminded me of Manhattan, where my mother and my stepdad Paul were living. The thought made me sad. The red ring shone, no longer flashing and I knew I had arrived at whoever I had to rescue's place. Even from the ground, I could hear smashing and extremely loud shouting from the floor above. Yep, this was definitely it. I thought.

Inside the dingy apartment, the lights were dim and rubbish, plates, and weapons were everywhere. I couldn't believe a young child would even live here, much less survive here with that kind of murderous parent. I used my fire powers to melt the door lock and literally FBI'd the door opened. Two men, each with a club and whip turned around to the door, startled.

"This is none of your business kid" Fat man number 1 shouted at me, his club raised. "so keep out unless you want to suffer the same fate" he smirked, palming his huge metal bat and gesturing the small girl who was cowering on the ground with scratches, bruises like she'd taken a heavy beating.

Fatso number 2 grinned, his disgusting mix and match teeth making the whole room smell a whole lot worse.

I hefted sleeves up and punched Fatso 1 on the jaw and choke-held Fatso 2.

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Yeetumus Prime: Thanks for letting me know, I'll update it rn to make it clearer :)

BluePancakes7: Will do man, thx

whoelijah1: alright, yeetumus already told me this, but I'll try my best to make it clearer

That is all for now! I will be posting very soon in a few days or so. Pls review!