Who is he really?

Who is he really? Chapter 25

*IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE CHAPTER I POSTED YESTERDAY, BE WARNED, IT WILL BE JUST BEFORE THE 'Leaving and Rants' CHAPTER, AS I HAD STARTED IT BEFORE THAT NOTE!!!!!!!!!!*

Disclaimer: I wouldn't be writing this if I was Rick Riordan

*Percy's Pov*

As soon as the brick hit Jason, I knew I was in deep shit.

I knew he wouldn't be able to contain his anger.

I also knew that the Stolls would ditch me, they had faced the mighty rath of Jason Grace before, and did not want a repeat.

I also knew that Jason wouldn't kill me, or put me into the infirmary. The fact that he literally wouldn't be able to and he mentally wouldn't be able to help was proof. Not that I'm boasting or anything.

"PERSEUS JACKSON I AM GOING TO FREAKING KILL YOU-" Jason yelled, letting out a string of curses that I didn't hear, as I was too busy laughing.

I could hear Jason's growl from all the way up here

"BRASON!!!" An Aphrodite Camper yelled out.

"BRASON! BRASON! BRASON!" Everyone, even the people who had just been pranked and, minutes ago, had been terrified and close to tears, started chanting.

Seriously? They had come up with a ship name for Jason and the brick?

Gods, this is hilarious!

"Jackson" The guy snarled.

My laughter hit a new level, I was literally on the ground, clutching my stomach and laughing like a drunk, mad man on drugs.

Jason stood up from where he had been sprawled out, from where he had been hit and walked towards the Shade, with a predator sort of walk, like he was going to seriously injure the person who had just thrown a brick at him. He started climbing up some thick vines that were on the left side of shade. He had reached me.

A scowl was etched onto his face and his eyes looked menacing. I would've been scared, had I not been brought up at camp and had not known Jason for over six years.

"Aww, c'mon Jase, it was only a joke" I said, slowly, moving towards the edge of the roof, hoping Jason was too pissed to notice me moving away from him.

"A joke?!?!" Jason said incredulously"You threw a freaking brick on me, on purpose you-" I tuned him out, I wasn't really interested in what he was calling me, knowing he would regret it later.

I had finally managed to get close enough to the roof, that I could make a dive for it.

"Uh, yeah, about that...BYE" I yelled when there was a break in Jason's shouting.

I jumped off the roof, hitting the ground, in a keeling position. I stood up and dusted myself off.

When I looked up, Jason was still standing there, looking at the stop where I had previously been.

His mouth then set in a straight line, he took a few steps foreword, then jumped, that's all I saw before I ran.

I sprinted towards the exit, but before I reached it, a hand shot out and grabbed the collar of my shirt, I tried to dodge it, but it was no use.

Malcolm pulled me to stand by him.

"Let me go! You know he's gonna kill me! I threw a brick at him. A freakin brick! And now everyone's shipping Brason!" I almost yelled at him.

He rolled his eyes.

"I need you to test the newbies, and I'll save you from Jason and the Demeter cabin, and Dakota. There's no Kool-Aid here and the Stolls raided his pouch and have most likely given it to the Ares cabin to get drunk off already" He said.