Why another quest? {A PJ/HoO x RQ AU}

WHHHHYYYYY!?

I hate being a half-blood, and I mean it. You get sent out on a dangerous quest of which you have a chance of dying in, you can get cursed, you can lose limbs! Gods... I'm ranting, must have picked that from Annabeth or Percy. But I'm Jason Grace son of Jupiter or Zeus, well I was until three years ago. What happened three years ago?

I died, well I died for the first time.

Since coming here I've died twice, once to nightmare Steve, once to the darkness but I was going by the name Judge so does that count? On the darkness note. Does being trapped in my mind by an evil version of myself count???

Oh- Oh gods I'm turning into Percy I'm going through too much- I need major therapy when I get out of this realm.

Or I could ask Parsley, he's nice. He's what is known as a green steve.

So, let me give you a run down on steves. They are stupidly tall creatures, they all have horns, and tails. Some have wings, some have extra arms, some have mechanical wings, still don't trust them.

Not getting into what made me not trust artificial wings.

...

Okay, Fine. I'm greek, that should be plenty of explanation.

"Sabre you with us still?" A heavy British accent asked from above me, I opened my eyes under the blindfold as my eyes were assaulted by the bright light of a star halo, along with the gold and silver eyes that own that halo. Grey and brown hair falls from the person's shoulders, their pointed ear turned up to listen to the wind. Wood framed glasses sat on the person's nose, the star freckle dusting their cheeks making them look so innocent.

Their trench coat hid most of their sweater, a silver chain connected to a pocket watch in their front pocket. Their hand was on my shoulder, their dark skin differing greatly to my stupidly pale complexion. Their horns had a copper chain winding that taught them to hold another clock.

Their mask had long since been abandoned at the side by their tail, feathers clean and shiny in the dim daylight. Helios light not reaching through the cloud that coats the sky. I sigh and sit up careful to not throw the steve wing off of my chest.

"Yea, sorry Time. I zoned out." I finally responded to their earlier question. Quick explanation, some steve are what I've been calling, singularities. These are Steve, Time, Elemental, Galaxy, and Origin. On the note of Origin.

I'm his creator? It's weird, my best guess is that when I died I had a sudden dispersion of my energy which formed into another person to try and keep some kind of balance. My father- i sound like Leo.

I turn my attention to Time. His wing having retracted from my chest. He smiles and hand me one of the muffins he had made a few days back. I smile, This remind me of the time Percy ended up making everyone on the Argo II blue cookies. I wonder what he's doing nowadays?

Probably out on yet another quest... I miss him... I miss the yelling I'd wake up to every morning on the Argo II. I miss Leo whoop of delight when one of his inventions worked and didn't instantly blow up. The sound of Hazel scolding Nico when he would shadow travel. Percy and Annabeth stupid little joking arguments that would end with Percy admitting defeat. I miss flying with Piper, our relationship might have been fake but our friendship wasn't. I miss just sitting with Frank listening to the breeze.

I miss... I miss my family... That's what we were. Family, a unit that protected each other. Yea, That sounds right.

"Well we should be getting home, It'll be raining soon." Time said as he stood up, I caught sight of the chain shaped scars on his legs. First curse might be gone but he left a lasting effect on all of us.

I stand up after him, hold my hand up and focus, The static feel of the air making my hair stand on end. Thunderstorms, nothing too bad but strong winds with lots of rain.

"Thunderstorm actually, and I give us another hour till it starts pouring." I say, as I lean down and pick up my bag and throw it over my shoulder. I then bite into the muffin as he rolls his eyes.

"Humans are weird." Time said as he started to walk back to the house. I quickly sprint after to catch up. Curse the Steve's and their long legs.

As we walk, well Time walks as I rush to keep up, I start to hum absentmindedly. An old familiar tune I'd long since forgot the real words to. Something about the gods being horrible parents. Seeing how, i've died, Thalia been turned into a tree, Nico getting trapped in a jar without food, water or air, and Bianca dying? I have to agree. 

"I'd say you steve are pretty weird to us humans." I point out as I take another bite of the muffin. Their a sudden pain in my side but I push it to the side. Its nothing. 

Right?