Chapter 1. The Arrival Of The Heir

Amazing. Awesome. Those were not the Words that would describe my life after the Battle of Manhattan. Why, do you ask? You see, I am Perseus Jackson. And this is my story. I am the former son of poseidon and the mortal Sally Jackson (yes you heard me correct. I said former). I am the retriever of the Master bolt of Zeus. I am the defeator of ARES. Retriever of the golden fleece. Navigator of the sea of monsters. Defeator of the Furies. Friend of the Hunters of Artemis. Savior of The Goddess of the Moon. Holder of the sky. Champion of the arena of the labyrinth. Destroyer of mount Saint helens (sorry California). Escape from oggyia. Bane of Medusa, the chimera and...(*wait for it*)...KRONOS! Yeah I know. I asked my mother to get me all of that on a business card. (And I have my card, so don't worry if you ever meet me.) Anyways you might be wondering (I know ur wondering...right?!) that why is poseidon is my former father and why is Sally my former mother. Well I will get to it later. Anyways, back to me. You see a few days ago, A boy arrived at the camp. But you see, is a catch. He wasn't alone. There was someone who I thought I knew. Then it struck me that the companion was non other than the Ruler of the Seas. Poseidon. My father....sorry my former father. It was the day my life started breaking up.

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"Hey dad. Who is this?" I asked casually approaching my father with other campers who were all heading for the dining pavilion. "He is my son, David Watterson. And my Heir to Atlantis." Dad replied a little ..... coldly? Wait did I heard that correct? But what about Triton?! I decided to ignore his coldness in his voice and asked again,"Dad, but what about Triton. " "That bastard along with his mother was a spy from Oceaneus. They were taken care by the Scyth." He smugly spoke. To say what I was shocked would be an understatement of the decade. Why did they betray us? And if what dad said was true, than they were already gone to the realm of the faded.

"Campers. I present you my son and the heir to Atlantis. His name is David Watterson. I expect him to be treated with respect. Or else..." Dad ordered (read - threatened) the campers leaving the last part hanging. All the campers nodded their heads in a so fast motion that I thought that they would fall of. And with that dad flashed in sea mist. When he left all chaos broke loose. Everyone wanted to talk to the heir of Atlantis. But out of nowhere, did a hellhound came out of the woods and started attacking the campers. They all started running like chickens without heads. I took out ripitide and redied it. But I saw David already in front of him. I saw him pulling a bead from a bracelet in his hands which I hadn't noticed before. And a 10 feet long trident materialized in his hands. Strangely it looked familiar. The realization struck me. It was Triton's trident, the second most powerful weapon a sea deity can use. David pointed it towards the hellhound and it disappeared as an energy beam of sea-green shot from it, leaving behind a pelt which David picked up and mumbled something. I watched David as I heard him sacrificing the pelt to dad. The campers were looking at him in awe. I decided to talk to my half brother. But before I could the campers (mostly newer ones) mobbed him and carried to the campfire. Huh... I will talk with him later. Thinking it I walked away to the poseidon cabin for some sleep.what I failed to notice was that there was someone I didn't expect to be in the group of people mobbing my half brother. Annabeth.

The next few weeks were a disaster as David framed me for things I never did. Off course, some of the campers did not belived him. Cris Rodriguez, Clarisse, Pollex, Nico, Thalia, Chiron, and the Hunters of Artemis (of course, what did you think? Duh). Also Annabeth did not belived them but always looked at me with something closer to suspiciousness. Then came the day the final blow was landed. I was walking to the beach as that was a place that reminded me of my happier time and made me feel energetic. As I was walking I saw a couple making out on the beach side. I decided not to pay attention. But that was not what the fates wished. I saw that the one of them was a boy with pitch black, messy hair. And the female was a person with princess curl blond hair. 'Wait a minute', I thought, 'only one person I the camp has princess curl blond hair. And it is Annabeth. No! It cannot be.' I just stared and the boy spoke," when are you going to breakup with that losser, wise girl?"Annabeth replied, "Tommorow we are supposed to go for dinner. I will break it out then. But for now let me be with you. " and then kissed him again. I now recognised the boy as David Watterson. My bloody half brother! Uhh! I was in so much rage that all I saw was red. I could distinctly make out that David was thrown with a wave of water that I created, to the lava wall. And Annabeth was struck with lightning from my personal hurricane. I decided enough was enough. I ran and ran till I reached my cabin. I started packing everything I possessed. And was ready withing half an hour. I had decided that this is not my home anymore.

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As I was thinking about this I saw I was already at the camp borders. I wanted to talk to someone who would trust me. I had only one name in mind. Hestia. But, but, but. Stop right there. As soon as I decended the camp hill there was a blinding flash. When I looked back, I saw that there stood.....