16 years later

Percy Pov.:

Standing next to the swing, I watched the girl, who was about my age, swinging. I actually wanted to swing too, but I couldn't do it alone and my mother was in the shop next door and told me to wait a bit until her shift finally ended. Now the girl was off the swing. I slowly moved towards the empty swing and sat down carefully. Now I was sitting on the swing, but I couldn't swing. Depressed, I was about to get off and walk to the slides when I heard: "It can't be that hard to swing. Or are you just too stupid for that?" I turned around, taken aback. There was a boy who I had never seen on this playground, even though I was here almost every day. "So what? What if I'm too stupid to swing? Come on widemouth show me how it's done. You can't can you." I snapped at the boy. "Don't you ever dare talk to me like that again, you inferior mugg-" he stopped his sentence and gritted his teeth. "Why did I even come here?" this guy muttered to himself, turning around with a flourish. "Hey, wait a minute!" He stopped. "I'm sorry if I was rude," I grumbled. "Why are you apologizing?" I answered honestly: "My mother says you always have to apologize when you make a mistake. And to come at you like that even though you didn't do anything was mean." "Okay." "Okay?" "Now I'll show you how to swing alone."

Two and a half months later I started elementary school and sat restlessly on a bench while students were called one by one. "And just to 1d. Emma Avens ..... James Adams ..... Jocelyn Brown ..... " I wasn't paying close attention but I kept looking up to see the faces of my soon-to-be classmates. "Morthus Eurale," the director called across the hall when I looked up again and saw him, Morthus, the boy who taught me how to swing. With his dark brown hair and facial features he looked very similar to his father, but he seemed to get his green eyes from his mother. His father was a tall man with brown, short-cut hair, striking facial features and brown eyes that seemed so cold that I averted my gaze again. "Pablo Garcia.....Perseus Jackson." I stood up and went to the front. After shaking a few hands, I stood inconspicuously next to Morthus. He gave me a quick look and ignored me the rest of the time.

I was the last to enter the classroom because my mother took me to the principal to inform him again about my severe ADHD and dyslexia. When I finally entered most of the seats were already taken, so I didn't have much of a choice. When I saw that the only seat was next to the person whose name I could remember, my face brightened slightly. I sat down. "Did you leave the seat free for me?" "I don't like strangers that much. You're the only one I know." Even though it wasn't a clear yes, I knew this place was just for me. After that he didn't speak anymore and I couldn't see any emotions on his face, but I still grinned from ear to ear. At that moment, although I didn't know if he felt the same way, I thought I had finally found a good friend here.

And that was the case. From that day onward, Morthus was my best friend and we became inseparable.

At least I thought so.

"PERCY, WAKE UP." I jumped up and was shocked to see my girlfriend's smiling face. Chiron had forbidden us to sleep in the same hut together, but he didn't forbid her, Annabeth, to wake me up every day. "Come on, Seaweed Brain, there's breakfast." I immediately jumped up, because I wasn't kidding about food, "Come on, what are you waiting for?" "Well..." she looked me up and down and then I realized that I was only standing in the hut in my boxer shorts.

In the dining pavilion I spotted my cousins ​​Jason and Nico sitting alone at their tables, I nodded to them before sitting alone at the Poseidon table. I planned to ask Chiron soon if at least the children of the Big Three were allowed to sit together, since it was quiete lonely. I quickly offered some of my blue food to my father and ate. Meanwhile, my thoughts wandered from the still missing Leo to my strange dream. It was a childhood memory that had gotten lost among all the demigod stuff.

Morthus was a friend, no, my best friend, until one day he stopped coming to school and we were told the Eurale family had moved away due to family matters. At that time I couldn't and didn't want to believe that Morthus disappeared without a word, but my best friend hasn't contacted me to this day

A hand waved in front of my face, I immediately looked up in alarm, but in front of me there were only Annabeth, Jason, Nico, Piper and Will, they were laughing at me. "Bro, you've been eating air for almost 5 minutes," Jason answered my unspoken question. Confused, I looked down at my plate. In fact, there was nothing left on it. "I was probably subtly distracted!" This was followed by confused looks from the others and my smart ass said: "Wow, I didn't know you used expressions like that." I gave her a mock glare before getting up and running towards the arena, now I needed other thoughts. Therefore shouted: "Who wants to fight me?"

Duck, parry, dodge. They had all joined forces against me and showed no mercy in the fightt. Will shot arrows at me from a distance, the others took turns attacking me, but in a matter of seconds. After a while I was able to knock out Piper and Will, I have no idea how I got Will out, but he was probably too focused on Nico, for the sake of his health of course. Logically I was able to disarm Nico shortly afterwards. Only Jason, Annabeth and I continued to fight. After what felt like hours, Jason had to give up with Anaklysmos by his throat. My girlfriend and I attacked each other, parried and continued. From the outside it must have looked like a deadly fight. I couldn't imagine it any other way. I got faster, we got faster in the arena, the dust was just swirling around and I only noticed in passing how more and more people were gathering in the arena to watch the fight.