Slowly, I awoke into the land of the living, and my eyes fluttered open in a manly way. I think. Of course the first person I saw was Luke. Obviously. Seriously, that guy worries too much about me, it's not like I charge into battle at first chance.
"What's wrong this time?" He asked.
Zoe's face was the picture of amusement, but Thals and Ouranus were worried.
"Nothing, someone just hurt me, the unusual way."
"What's that supposed to mean Per-Hydranous." asked Poseidon from a corner.
Oh Hades, I must have reverted back to my original form. Which means I look a load like me.
"Well, you see usually my, err children," I began my face red. "Thalassa and Ouranous usually protect the galaxy, because it's my element and Chaos would fade. AGAIN."
"Oh." Smart Dad. Or should I call him Poseidon?Great grandchild? What am I supposed to use? Holy Rhea, godly families are confusing
"Why do you look like Perseus?" asked the girl next to the gods.
Holy Chaos, how did she know me. Better question, do I know her?
"Umm, well you see I err," Here I was redder than Apollo's cows, trying to tell this mystery girl that I'm Percy Jackson, the guy that dissed the gods without saying that.
"Umm, I'm Percy's brother."
Varied looks of shock emerged from the gods. Even I was suprised by my incredibley weird lie.
"Not entirely though." Poseidon sighed. Well, gee I can feel the love. "We are special. We were twin demi-gods in another life, and so we have a bond." I mentally thanked Luke for teaching me too lie so well."
"Wow." said the girl. "I'm Kathryn, daughter of Hestia.
I warmly smiled. "I'm Dimitri Hydranous, thin-blooded brother of Percy, reincarnation of Chaos and a recycled demigod.
"What's a recycled demigod." Kathryn asked.
"Duh, a demigod that's re-incarnated, not once but twice with another subconcious there. A recycled demigod."
She stared at me. And the blinked.
"What were the fates thinking?"
And then she moved out her hair swishing as she went, flames shooting behind her. She should be a daughter of Zeus.
A.N- Hey, I'm back from the underworld, known as school. Don't worry, I have already died 3 times over. And I'M SO SORRY!.
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FanfictionI was a hero once. Praised, when I did not want it and tossed aside when I was weakest. I never gave up on Camp Half-blood or the Roman Camp. But years have passed and that was the last time anyone saw Percy Jackson. On Earth that is. ☆★☆ It is time...
