(A/N) This is a new story that I wanted to start. It will most likely have a different feel and focus than my other PJO story, Bad Idea. I will need OCs for this story so if you want to start thinking up some feel free. I will have an official OC form next chapter for you to fill out. Updates will most likely not take place until mid November since that gives me time to gather OCs and work with their creators so I know how to write them.

In this chapter: The oracle accidentally gets too excited, tries to hug Percy and gives him the wrong propecy. Percy panics and turns blue. Meanwhile Olympus freaks out and secrets come out.

Percy, Chiron, and Grover were sitting on the porch of the Big House. Dionysus had just left for the emergency meeting on Olympus. Percy was looking at Chiron and Grover. Grover was nodding encouragingly and Chiron seemed to want Percy to say yes as well. However, Chiron had just told him that if he knew where the quest would take him, he would decline. Percy hesitated and thought over his options. He had two options and neither one was good. Option one was become an Atlantic Bottlenose and two was go on a quest that would probably get him killed. His mother was dead, the camp director wanted to kill him, Chiron knew something but wasn't telling him, and Grover wanted him to go on the quest. None of those were good signs.

"Okay." Percy said.

"Then you will need to consult the Oracle." Chiron told him, "Up to the attic with you."

Percy took a deep breath in, nodded and headed up to confront the oracle. Once he got up the stairs, he looked around and shivered when he saw the mummy on the stool. It leaned forward and fell off the stool grasping for him. Percy yelped and backed away hastily. He tripped over a dented shield and fell on his behind. The mummy crawled closer almost as if it was attached to the green mist spewing from its mouth. Percy scooted backwards as fast as he could go as the mummy's body was dragged closer and closer. As it moved, it spoke in an eerie rasping voice.

"A half-blood of the eldest gods,

Shall reach sixteen against all odds

And see the world in endless sleep

A hero's soul, cursed blade will reap

A single choice shall end his days

Olympus to preserve or raze."

Percy stopped and a cold feeling of dread fell over him. He was going to die. He was really going to die. He was the only child of the eldest gods, or Big 3 as Chiron had called them; there wasn't any others. What was the point to anything if he was going to just die no matter what he did. Sure, he would live up to sixteen but what was the point of that. Being paranoid for four years didn't seem like fun and it wasn't like his mom would miss him. She was already gone and soon he would be too.

The mummy had stopped moving while Percy had his internal dilemma. Suddenly, the green mist was sucked back into the shell and the whole thing went flying backwards. There was a moment, when it was at the top of its arc, that time seemed to stall and Percy was afraid that it would pounce back down on him. He squeaked and scrambled backwards. The mummy continued back on its course and settled on its stool as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Percy screamed as he fell through the open door and down the stairs. Sitting up, he shook his head while panting hard.

"No way am I going on that quest." he declared, "I'd much rather be a dolphin."

"I think I can arrange that." a voice from behind him said.

Percy turned around to see Dionysus standing behind him.

"Wha…" Percy tried to get a coherent sentence out but only came up with that.

"I come back to get my sandals and I find you instead." Dionysus mused.

Then he waved his hand around in the air and his eyes glowed purple. Percy felt his whole body start to float. He was lifted up and out a window. As he went, he could feel his body changing. First one of his arms bent at the elbow and his hand seemed to stick to his side. Then that became blue and turned into a flipper. The other arm was next and afterwards his legs fused together as his feet were twisted outwards and his lower half turned into a lean tail. The blue from the tail crept upwards to meet the blue that was creeping down from the flippers. His head converted into a blue snout and everything merged together culminating in a large dorsal fin.

Dionysus smiled and strolled down to the front porch. Both Chiron and Grover stared at him shocked at his sudden return.

"Well, that's all taken care of." Dionysus stated.

"What is Mr. D. sir?" Grover asked shaking.

"Where is Percy?" asked Chiron at the same time.

"Peter Johnson was sent back to his father." Dionysus explained calmly, "Now if you'll excuse me, since I have my sandals and I have to get back to Olympus."

The two of them stared up at the sky horrified while Annabeth, who was invisibly watching, looked out at the stormy waters cautiously.

Up on Olympus:

All of the gods stared open mouthed at Dionysus as he reappeared. Cursing other's children was not unheard of but to transform one of the Big Three's children was a serious gamble. Why antagonize someone who was much more powerful than you? Dionysus gave everyone else a bored look but the staring match was interrupted by a scraping sound at the head of the circle.

Poseidon and Zeus were already unhappy with each other and this would only make matters worse. All of the gods turned to look at Poseidon. He had scrapped his trident across the marble creating a long, large gouge in Zeus' perfect floor. All of the gods, even Dionysus, turned to look at the two brothers horrified. Ares alone was looking excited as he anticipated the war that was going to break out.

Suddenly, Zeus started to laugh.

"What is so funny brother?" demanded Poseidon harshly.

"Your son is no more brother." Zeus told him.

Poseidon clenched his fist around his trident and Zeus tightened his fist around a lesser lightning bolt. However, Hera laid a hand on his shoulder and tried to reason with him.

"Surely you know that it is no easy thing to have a child transformed lord." she said.

Hera tried not to sound bitter. She hated Thalia, and the circumstances around Thalia's transformation weren't very similar, but she needed to keep her family together. She had to stop this war from breaking out, and why did her son look so happy?

Zeus shrugged out of her grip and stood but instead of striking his brother, he laughed loudly. All of the others flinched. The Lord of the Skies never laughed. It couldn't be a good sign.

"That isn't a problem for me." Zeus stated smirking directly at Poseidon.

Poseidon stared him down.

"And why not my lord?" questioned Hera cautiously.

"Because I have many other demi-god children." Zeus stated.

Hera let out a small squeak that sounded like, "What?"

"I simply haven't claimed them." Zeus finished.

At Camp Half-Blood, in the Hermes Cabin:

As one, the campers in the cabin stared as the lightning bolt appeared over the head of one of the room's occupants.

The whole cabin got to their knees. They tried to stare as discreetly as possible while acting reverent.

"Hail the child of Zeus, Lord of the Skies." Luke said.

Back on Olympus:

"Was he trying to control the prophecy?" whispered Hestia to Artemis.

"Or maybe he could not contain himself." Demeter whispered back bitterly.

"Men." Artemis muttered.

Poseidon snorted which caused them all to look back up.

"What is so funny brother?" demanded Zeus suspiciously.

"You're not the only one with other demi-god children." Poseidon declared.

All of the other Olympians' jaws dropped as they stared between the two brothers.

"It looks as if they both were." Athena deduced.

"Boys." Artemis stated.

"Did Hades keep his oath?" demanded Hera looking back and forth between the two gods annoyed.

Both just shrugged and went back to ignoring each other. The Percy matter may have been settled but the Master Bolt was still missing.