Time Cursed

Camp

Percy POV

No one spoke. They all just stared. I began to fidget, Annabeth noticed my discomfort and decided that I didn't need that, "Stop staring, you're making him uncomfortable!" They randomly took great interest in their shoes, the ceiling, and the walls. 

Annabeth was suddenly right up close, bent over and picking me up to place me on her hip. She turned and walked out, bring us both to cabin three. "I am going to enter first because Tyson is staying at camp and I don't want him to accidentally hurt you with his hug." When I nodded she opened the door. "Hey Tyson I have some news about Percy."

"You have news about brother?" He said hopefully.

"Yes. It turns out Kronos cursed him and now he is four years old."

"Brother is little?"

"Yes, and he is also behind me, but I need you to be very gentle when you hug him or else you might accidentally hurt him. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I will be very gentle with brother." He said happily, Annabeth slowly moved out of the way and Tyson lumbered over to the door way and gave me the most gentle hug I've ever been given while picking me up and swing me around. 

After I got resettled in, Tyson left and it was time for lunch. Great, now it was time I was reintroduced to half the camp as a four year old.

When I walked over to the Poseidon table the whispers began, I got strange looks from everybody except the cabin leaders. Chiron stamped his hoof to get everyone's attention, questions were asked loudly, I covered my ears from the noise; however I heard the main two that were being asked. 

"Is there any update and Percy?" and "Who is the kid at Poseidon's table?"

Chiron hushed all twenty of them and answered, "We do have news on Percy and his condition." All of the children riled up again, why are they all so loud? Chiron stamped his foot again causing a great silence for him to break, "Kronos has cursed him with his last breath, causing him to almost die from every wound on him ever laid, was unhealed,"

Some one in the crowed interrupted, "What about his Achilles curse?"

Chiron answered, "Undone, however his wounds were not undone. When Apollo healed him, there was already scaring. This; however, was only a side effect of the actual curse." some how they all managed to be quiet. "The curse itself was to de-age Percy to about four years of age, he is the child sitting at the Poseidon table." And with that Chiron turned to eat and everyone shot question after question at me.

It was loud, way to loud. I covered my ears in hope of silence but it blocked nothing out. They got up, forgetting about there food, asking questions and surrounding me, most of the cabin leaders were pushed to the back and unable to help, Drew was at the front but she just cooed at me, Chiron tired to get their attention and to get past but they wouldn't budge and he didn't want to hurt them.

I was getting overwhelmed and started to do what any four year old would do, I began to cry, nobody noticed of course, except maybe the people unable to help. In no time at all, I was sobbing and nobody cared. 

Suddenly I was picked up by someone, I didn't care who, they took off running away from the noise and the attention while the other cabin leaders did crowd control. I snuggled into the persons neck and they comforted me. "Shh, it's okay, You're okay. Did the people scare you?" Their voice was masculine, comforting, and... doubled? When I finally looked up I noticed it was Conner holding me and Travis was with him. 

"You good now, bud?" It was Travis who asked I didn't even care that they were the first to see me cry since I was twelve, maybe it was my four year old brain, but I didn't care if anyone saw me cry. Maybe the curse was a blessing in disguise, a way to deal with the trauma of the war, on that thought I began to cry again because I started to think about all the dead people. Now sobs were choking me. Nope not a blessing.

"What's wrong now?" Conner asked gently, holding me in a very protective manor.

"A-a-a-a-w-w-w-w-w-w-w d-de peo-p-pwe d-died." I struggled for air, I couldn't breathe, I could've saved them, now I was choking on my own guilt. 

"Hey bud, just breathe with me, inhale for four seconds, hold for seven exhale for eight. repeat." Travis spoke and Connor did the exercise with me. 

I still couldn't breathe so I decided to try and tell them what was wrong, "I-I-I-I c-couwd've, couwd've, sab-bed d-dem." I hiccupped and sobbed. I was back in battle, on quests, Bianca, Zoe, Lee, Castor, Beckendorf, Michel, Selina, Ethan, Luke. All of their deaths flashing before my eyes. By the time I was reconnected with the world, I realized two things, one, I was snuggled up tightly with Connor, and two, I was breathing semi-normal.

"Shh, none of it is your fault, they sacrificed themselves, don't let there sacrifices mean nothing." A horn went off in the distance this one signifying the arrival of the hunters, most likely her for the burning of the dead. "Are you up for seeing the hunters?"

"Thawia." I giggled, then I remembered a joke, "Dam."

The Stolls carried me back to the people as they went to greet the hunters. I could see Thalia talking to Annabeth, then her eyes skimmed then crowed but stopped when they landed on mine, she immediately stomped over the crowd parted in fear of getting shocked. Thalia stopped right in front of me and stole me from Connor, wanting to see where this went I didn't fight. Without a glance at the campers she told the hunt to go to Artemis' cabin and set up. She then began to move to my cabin, upon entry she closed the door, sat us both down on the bed and said, "Tell, me everything."

"M'kay. So, aftew you whewe undew da statue me, Gwovew, and Annabef went to da fwown woom, Wuke was dere and so was Efan. Dey wewe gonna weck evewy ting! I finawy tawked Efan out of it, but den h-h-he attacks Wuke! Wif his swowd, and den his swowd bweaks and Efan died!" My tears were a steady stream. "And den Wuke got weawwy mad and he attacked me! And he awmost kiwwed me, but den Annabef sabed me! She towd Wuke dat he pwomised someting and den I was howding Annabef's knife and I awmost went and kiwwed Wuke but he said he hafe to do it and I wemebewed what Wachel said 'bout me not being a hewo and I gabe him da knife and he stabbed himself! Den I heawd a scawy voice say in my head 'Just because I wost doesn't mean you win' and den evewyting went bwack and when I woke up Apowwo was dere." I exclaimed, crying for most of it, Thalia was crying to. I went over and hugged her, at first she seemed shocked but then she caved into the hug. By the time we were done the campers and some of the hunt were just waiting outside my cabin. "Hey Thawia. Do you wanna shock da campews."

"Dam right I do." was her badass response. I giggled as we walked out to shock some dam campers.

Time Skip

Overall, settling in wasn't bad after the first day, the campers got used to it. The new campers were very surprised at the sight of a four year old besting everyone in swordplay but when they heard the story they just kind of excepted it.

The next three months were easy, everyone acted like an older sibling, I loved it, except the early bed times and bossy people. And the Aphrodite cabin.

Until one morning I woke up to remember my name, Percy Jackson.

I was surrounded by wolves.

(A/N so he doesn't remember Annabeth, but that is because I'm pretty sure the only reason he remembered in the original story is because Annabeth was his anchor to mortality, however due to the Achilles  curse being undone he no longer needs that and thus doesn't remember Annabeth.)