Cold

Ch. 2

  Percy's POV

It's been ten years since I left Camp Half-Blood for good. Since then I've been traveling the country making my way to Alaska. On my way to Alaska it was not easy, I learned to fight like I've never done before. I kept Riptide but only used him for a big final kill, now I have an arsenal of bombs, guns, and more. On my way to Alaska however, I came across demigods and saved them on multiple occasions but to hide my identity I often wore a hood. I would either send them their way to Half-Blood or Jupiter after giving them some food and ambrosia. But demigods weren't the only people I saved I now saved mortals.

Anyway after I had gotten to Alaska I had enough money from doing jobs around the country and taking the money from the thugs, gang leaders, and burglars I had taken care of. With the money I had I enrolled into college and got my way through it getting a PHD in marine biology, biology, seismology, and volcanology. Now a leading scientist in both I keep to myself in a house that I had built myself. It was a nice house but had tons of secret rooms and a secret sub-basement. There is where I kept my weapons and other things that help me with my side activity. You see to the outside world I'm Dr. Perseus Jackson but to the underground world I'm Cold a man that will punish those who deserve it. By punish I don't mean turn them in to the police I mean kill.

3rd Person POV

The young man was scrambling to get to the helicopter pad on the small research facility by Mount Redoubt. As the helicopter landed the young man walked up to the door of the helicopter and opened it grabbing the giant cases that the Doctor handed to him. As the young man stepped back after setting down the cases. The Doctor then stepped out the helicopter with the wind blowing his black hair around.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Jackson and you are?" Doctor Jackson asked shaking the hand of the young man.

"Jeremiah Boulder, Doctor Jackson." The young man said a bit startled by Doctor Jackson's bright green eyes.

"Nice to meet you Jeremiah but please call me Perseus." Doctor Jackson tells Jeremiah. "Now what exactly is going on here?" Perseus asks lifting up the heavy cases with ease and walking to the research facility.

"Well there have been some seismic activity going on and they are worried that this activity might lead to an eruption." Jeremiah explained. "Now I know that usually these small seismic waves wouldn't usually cause the scare of an eruption but the volcano has been showing some activity since."

"Slow down Jeremiah. Look I'll look at the readings and take a trip to the top of the volcano and take some samples." Perseus explained setting his cases down inside and taking some test tubes and two small moleskin's.

Annabeth's POV

It has been ten years since Percy was last seen, and since then we have been searching for him everywhere we could. Everybody blames themselves but most blame is put on me and Conrad, although Conrad had gotten killed a year ago trying to fight a Hydra by himself. I didn't care that everyone blamed me the most because I did so myself. The memory of the night when Percy's cabin blew up came back to me.

Flashback

I was about to go to bed when Malcolm stopped me.

"Annabeth what were you doing with Conrad exactly?" He asked me seeming upset with me.

"That's none of your business Malcolm." I said walking to my bed.

"Percy saw you...he came here to fix thing...he wanted to get back together with you." Malcolm said.

I stopped where I was at and turned around to look at Malcolm, he was looking away but I could tell he was telling the truth. I then heard a loud boom from outside and thought that we were under attack. I ran out of the cabin and saw Percy's cabin on fire. I ran towards it hoping to find him outside of it okay and unscathed. As I got to his cabin there was no sign of him anywhere. I screamed his name hoping to hear him call back. After an hour of screaming and after the fire was out I searched what remained of his cabin. There was no sign of a body and no sign of Percy anywhere. For a whole week I just laid in my bed crying and blaming myself.