Percy sat on top of the hill, feeding peacocks. Those peacocks weren't actual residents of Camp Half-Blood. Argus brought them for Percy. The many-eyed giant is the guard of the camp as well as Percy's personal guard.
"Argus, I'm so sick of this life. Mom never wanted me to leave her castle back in Olympus, now look at me! I'm here sitting in the grass. Can you believe it?"
The guard just shrugged. "I know, I know, you can't talk, Argus. But it's nice to let off some steam. I wanted to go back in Olympus! Not with this peasants."
"Percy, these peasants you call here are half-bloods, they are children of the Gods. You shouldn't just call them that." Chiron said, sighing as he trotted towards Percy.
"I'm the son of Hera. Horse-peasant." He crossed his arms.
"What did you call me?" Chiron said stopping on his tracks, surprised.
"Yeah, right, you're the son of Hera, you got her sharp tongue." One of the elder satyrs said to him and pointed his finger at Percy. "Listen, Perseus, not just because you're the son of Hera, we'll treat you nicely! Shall I make you remember about how the gods treated your brothers?"
He glared at the satyr. "They didn't call me Perseus the Destroyer for show. I can remove your feet and throw them off this hill right now."
"EEK!" The satyr ran behind Chrion. "No assaulting older satyrs." He said.
"Okay, Percy... I see that you've been spending a lot of time with the girls in Aphrodite Cabin. Every night."
He shrugged. "Chicks dig the prince."
"You vain, selfish-" The satyr was cut off by a glare.
"Anyway, we strictly prohibited doing those kind of things in camp."
"It's the Aphrodite Cabin sex room. What do you want them to use it for?"
"Since when does Aphrodite Cabin have a sex room?" Chiron whispered to a passing camper and he shrugged.
"It's Grover!!" The satyrs screamed and the campers looked at them. "He's in danger! Hellhounds! Hellhounds!!"
"Send help at once! Percy go!" Chiron commanded.
"You don't tell me where to-GOOOO!" Chiron picked Percy up and put him on his back. "Why would Hades go attacking camp! Is he out of his mind!?"
"I'll tell uncle you said that." Percy smirked and he slid off the hill to show off from the spectator campers. He rushed off to help a blonde girl that looked like she's 15, a year younger than Percy's current age.
"Hey, Perseus at your service, prince of Olympus and-"
"Look out, your highness!" The punk looking girl said with mockery. She has electricity building in her hands and shot it at the hellhound.
"Thalia!" Another guy said, a blonde with blue eyes.
"Luke, take Grover and Annabeth to the camp borders."
"How about you!?"
"I'll manage. I'm the daughter of Zeus after all."
"Daughter of Zeus." Percy said looking at her. "You mean, Zeus broke his oath, and sired you, while he banished me here, because I was born!? Okay, indirectly banished but you get my point."
"Thalia!!" The blonde girl said and Percy struck the hellhound attacking her with his blue green razor sharp feathers.
"Feathers?" Thalia said and looked at Perseus who have a goofy smile on his face.
