****Hi this is my first fanfic so review and tell me what you think please****

DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO or HoO

In the dark, the dead of night, evil stirred its cauldron brewing its toxic creations.A boy,fifteen, rushed through streets and ally-ways desperate to get away... from his pursuers.

Running at his top speed Ridden glanced back. Were the two men were still on his six. He didn't know why they chased him ,didn't care and he certainly didn't plan on finding out. He turned into an ally-way. Pitch black in colour except for the gleaming moonlight that danced on the for anything that could help him, the boy spotted a copper dustbin at the end of the ally-way.

The first was about 18, lean ,pale and as tall as a mountain he had a mean looking expression on his face and spiky black hair with bottomless brown eyes. All over his face you could see scars that made him look almost sinister with a grin that told you he was trouble. Seeing that Ridden was at a dead-end he put on more speed, eager to close the gap between him and his goal. Standing close to bin Ridden waited for his chance. At the last second before the man crashed into him Ridden side-stepped out-of-the-way and struck his foot out tripping the man and sending him crashing into the bin. "One down" he said to himself as he took off at a run towards the second man.

Unlike the first man the second was tall and dark with an afro that even Michael Jackson would have been jealous of. He had hazel eyes and a frown that told you he would smash you into the ground if you crossed him, he appeared slow and clumsy on his feet. Ridden racked up the pace as he saw the confused look on the man's face his expression saying" hey you..., should be running the other way". Ridden ran towards him. Before the man could do anything Ridden ran up a wall and jumped over him, tucking into a front somersault, before rolling into a sprint Ridden took off into the dark of the night.

When he was sure he had lost them Ridden stopped and checked his surroundings. The moon was shining and illuminating everything in his line of sight, bending over to recover his breath, he spied a puddle of water left from the heavy rain of yesterday. Walking over to it he checked his reflection. He looked at his curly hair and saw the dirt and grass that stuck in it, studying his face he saw his high cheekbones and his deep brown eyes he saw the mud stained tee-shirt he had worn for the last 5 days, to his left was a block of houses that looked like no one had set foot in them for years, windows were smashed and walls had graffiti on them "perfect'', he thought as he made his way to them.

Opening the creaking door Ridden looked at the ceiling and saw the cobwebs that infested around he flicked on a switch only to find it didn't work. Having no other option he clicked his fingers and felt a spark, holding onto the feeling he poured his energy into it until it grew into a small fireball. Moving around he spotted the stairs and made his way up to the top of the house. After checking the rooms and finding that they were a least in good condition he made his bed, where he fell asleep the moment his head touched the pillows.

In his dreams Ridden went back to when he had first discovered his powers.

It was Sunday .Walking along the crowded market eight year-old Ridden saw an unguarded stand that sold apples, at the very sight of them his stomach grumbled, walking over to it he picked one up and turned around but not before strong hands grabbed him from behind. Terrified he stopped still in his tracks. " you better put that back boy" he dropped the apple and started to wiggle and squirm in desperation to get away from the man's steel grip. " you're coming with me to the police thief". In sheer desperation Ridden managed to bite the man holding him. With a jerk and cry the man dropped him, Ridden took off moving his tiny legs as fast as he could. Without looking back he sped off.

Hearing a rough voice shout "stop him" Ridden put his head down in a futile attempt to go faster. Seeing a fence Ridden got ready to jump, in mid-air he realised he wasn't going to make it putting his hands to his side he prayed that he would make it over. What happened next shocked, scared and thrilled him. Time slowed down a second seemed like 30. The dry brittle autumn leaves snaked their way to the ground. He could feel the way he affected the air, smell all the exotic smells that came from the market, the way people moved behind him. He felt the air coming from his hands as he spread them out-wards, propelling him forward, clearing the wall easily Ridden landed in a bush where he had collapsed with exhaustion.

Waking up Ridden found that he smelled like a cows butt, seeing a wardrobe out the corner of his eye he went to check out what was in it. Finding a pair of blue worn jeans and an orange plain shirt he heading towards the bathroom,striped down and had a quick shower, slipping into his new attire ,whilst shivering from the freezing water, made his way out of the flats.

When he was out Ridden stopped and thought about what he should do, whilst he was pondering on this question he got slammed from behind by an unknown force he let the push to propel him into an extended roll. He turned around and found himself face to face with a massive black dog the size of a bus with red glowing eyes.

PERCY POV

When Percy was sent on a mission to find a rare demigod, he had hoped that he would at least have directions, sadly no one knew where this demigod was or who he was, so basically he had been told to find a needle in a haystack, even after moaning to Chiron and Mr D, he still had to go.

Sitting in a café he ordered 3 blue cup cakes and a blueberry drink . After searching for one week and not finding anything Percy was ready to go back to camp, finishing up his cake he paid and left. while leaving he overheard two voices mumbling something about a boy who had run away from them in an ally way that was two minutes away from the café. Running Percy made his way over to the place the two men where talking about. When he had arrived he wished he hadn't... The place was so smelly that it made Ladon's breath smell like breath mints, after taking some time to get used to the smell Percy tried to find the source of it. Almost immediately he located a nasty looking piece of dog business that looked way to big to be that of a normal dog. Before he could do anything however he had a growl behind him.

Pulling out his "pen" Percy quickly uncapped it and Riptide sprung out in its fully glory, a wickedly sharp two meter bronze sword of destruction. Whipping around Percy got into a ready stance and found himself face to face with the biggest hell-hound he had ever seen,and after being with Mrs O'Leary that was saying something, quicker than lighting the hell-hound pounced on Percy who raised riptide just in time to block he still got knocked back from the pure power of the blow. Filled with rage at being attacked Percy let out a loud battle cry before he charged the barbaric beast. Slashing down Percy caught the beast on the shoulder before he quickly brought riptide up in an upward strike aiming for its other shoulder, hearing the hell-hound roar Percy knew he had found both of his mark. Stepping back he quickly trust his sword into the hell-hound's heart, making it shower him in gold dust.

Putting his hands to his mouth Percy made a loud wolf whistle and a metal shout out to Blackjack , after several minutes a black shape shot out of the sky's and landed next to him.

"sup boss" the black winged Pegasus said

"Hey,stop calling me boss" Percy replied while raising his left eyebrow.

"Whatever you say boss" Blackjack said

Shaking his head Percy said " did you see anything strange on your way here"

" yeah.I also saw a doughnut shop round the corner" Blackjack said

"ignoring the doughnut comment Percy said " What was the strange thing bud?"

Taking in some air Blackjack replied" there was this boy who had some kick ass movies beating up two guys, i saw them yesterday when you told me to scout the area, also i just saw him get his but handed to him by a big-ass hell-hound the come out the wrong side of Tartarus's ugly..."

"OKAY" Percy shouted " take me to him".

"Only if u get me some doughnuts" replied the trouble-some Pegasus

"Blackjack we don't have time, we got kill the hell-hound before it kills the boy"

"whoo... who said WE. I drop you off. You Kill. I offer some commentary, am not risking my fine toned be-hide for some kid" Blackjack said.

"Just go Blackjack unless you want me to tell Arion you called him a stuck up good for nothing lazy horse"

grumbling in horse, blackjack allowed Percy to get on him, before he spread his majestic wings and took off.

Finally, that was the first word the came to him as he flew towards where the boy was on Blackjack. It was a relief to finally be able to get some proper action instead of walking around in the dusty loud streets of what ever this place was called. Allowing himself to enjoy riding Blackjack, who had started to do some speed training in an attempt to keep up with Arion, While Arion was still faster, Blackjack had built up a LOT more speed and stamina. He could now ride at speeds of about 400 to 500 mph which wasn't as fast as Arion's 800 mph to 1000 mph, but now Blackjack had could ride for a whole day without stopping compared with Arion who could run for 12 hours. All in all the two where even.

Sensing the dumpster sized Hell-hound two miles away, Percy told Blackjack to go into a dive. Reaching the hell-hound in a few seconds thanks to Blackjacks speed. Percy jumped off blackjack who kept going and slammed into the hell-hound which was sent back a few feet.

Uncapping Riptide Percy rushed the danger the barbaric Hell hound got up and roared. The roar hot Percy like a hammer and sent him flying back. For a terrible moment Percy couldn't move, he sailed through the air, feeling the wind howl at him as if in laughter at how easy he got knocked back. Time froze as Percy tensed for the impact the was sure to come.

When he didn't feel any pain Percy looked to find himself in glowing blue armor that covered him from head to toe with a metal mask over his mouth while the amour had feather weight chain mail underneath covered with blue glowing fabric. His arms which had no armor on had shoulder pads and two gauntlets on the end of his arms. On his waist there was a wrestler look a like belt that glowed silver. He had a hood of his face so the only thing you could see where his emerald eyes.

All over his legs where throwing knifes that some how were melding into the fabric. Pulling one out he threw it at the hell-hound which was blasted back from an explosion where the knife made contact. The hound was turned into a glittering shower of gold dust before Percy blacked out.

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