Percy Jackson and The Avengers

Chapter 15

Hey lovelies, its me again! I just had a random thought I'd like to share, so please tell me what you think!

So, Apollo didn't put his great-great-grandson down a few notches because he was too busy writing poems or something like that and gets turned into a human and forced to be a slave to Meg, but Ares literally went out of his way to help Luke to start a godly war and tried to stop and kill Percy in the middle of his quest and no one ever talks about it...

So, favorites?

Sorry about the lateness!!!

Anyways, the question is *drumroll please*

What was Hazel's first impression of Percy?

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Pov Percy

It was... weird.

There was just so many names and faces that I was supposed to know and my mind would -couldn't- make the connections. So I learned a very important skill: faking it until you're making it.

I knew that I knew them and they knew that, but what they didn't know was that I didn't know them.

Wow, lots of knews and knows.

Sorry.

Anyways, it was like something clicked, but got jammed and stuck and it couldn't finish its job, so it was left buzzing, but not giving me the information. And I couldn't tell Annabeth -it would just make her sad-, so in the middle of the bustling -why does everyone want to hit me? What did I ever do to them?- I escaped.

I wandered around, trying to find something I recognized, but that stupid buzz was the only sign I got. -Thanks. Not that helpful- Defeated, I plopped down by a lake, my feet resting in water. There were women at the bottom who waved, and surprisingly my first instinct was not to save them from drowning but wave back.  The girls went back to weaving and I looked away, not wanting to disturb them.

Feeling a pull in my gut, I glanced back at the water and part of it was floating in the air, forming into different shapes. I yelped, and pulled back, the water falling uselessly before me.

Looking around, I wanted someone who had seen that, anyone, but I was alone. Trying to relax I sat my feet in the water -which somehow always worked- and tried to list the things I know.

1. Annabeth- Amazing girlfriend, been through a lot together -what? I didn't know, but I knew that we'd been through the wringer-

2. My mom- Amazing mother, something rang about blue foods, but other than that a few memories of this thing called "Smelly Gabe", I didn't know. That and there was this one where she became this light in the hands in this really weird monster-looking thing, but I hated thinking about that.

There wasn't really a three. At that table, it felt like all these people and places came back to memory, but they came and left and I never knew how to sort through them.

There was just, so much.

"Hey, found your place already?" My thinking was interrupted by a goth looking boy.

Swinging my feet in the water, watching it part I tried to send the poor kid a telepathic 'please leave, I don't want to disappoint you too,' but all that came out was "My... place?"

"Yeah. When you were a camper, you loved it here."

He didn't elaborate, I didn't ask.

So, we sat there in silence for a moment, then two, but the silence kept gnawing on me, so I spoke up again.

"I'm guessing I know you in my life...?"

The emo boy smirked and rolled his eyes, "We've already been through this."

I shot up surprised, "I've already met you? Oh god, I'm sorry, everyone's kinda blurred together and my memory sucks because apparently, someone put lighting in my head-"

The kid shook his head and laughed, " No, you've forgotten your memory before and I had been there, and we meet and, just kinda like deja-vu."

Nodding, Percy didn't quite understand what he was nodding to, but he sighed. "It's just... just, I know that I know them and they know that, but what they don't know is I don't really know them." Trying to put what he was feeling into words he echoed his thoughts earlier.

"I... you lost me at -like- the second know-"

He went to continue, but we were interrupted by a yell.

"Yo! Fish Jesus!" The boy ran up, his curly hair smoking and then he noticed the emo kid "oh! hey Skittles-"

"I take offense to that" Skittles -was that really that poor kid's name?- rolled his eyes, but let the impish boy continue.

"It's dinner and we need to eat before you leave. Actually-" He kept on talking at an incredibly fast rate, and I lost track, thinking about the punch line -no not a joke, an actual punch line for punching me-, the crowds, and the stories, and suddenly the food didn't seem that appetizing.

"And Annabeth was freaking out when you left, and then I told her you were fine and then she about ripped my head off and I was going to flirt with her because I love you man, but then this cute-"

The imp got really excited and his hair caught on fire. I yelp, falling backwards into the water, while some of the lake water somehow doused him.

I feel, sunk, deeper and deeper. Holding my breath, my lungs felt like they were going to burst, and I opened my mouth knowing I was done for -I also wondered why Skittles and Fire Imp didn't do anything but look concerned from land because oh thank you so much, that helps a lot-. I took a breath.

I took a breath.

Underwater.

IN A LAKE!!!!!!!

I panicked, knowing, this was it. My brain was tricking me into thinking that I was breathing.

But the basket weavers looked at each other, chatted for a second, then noticed my panicking, grabbed me, and shot me through the water. 

I landed on the grass with a thud. Did I cough up -no water? 

"I'm... I'm alive!? How? I'm dry, I'm dry and the water people helped me, and I could breathe! In the water. Breathing in water."

As I was panicking the imp cracked up and Skittles looking slightly worried.

"Ummm... dude. No Styx Sherlock. You're the son of Posiden." Skittles gave me a look as he talked.

Something clicked in my mind.

"The Greek god?" I asked, but they nodded, not seeing the insanity "Wait. Greek Gods are real?"

Skittles sighed. "Oh boy."

The imp -on the other hand- gave a grin that made me quite nervous "This is going to be fun!"

God help me.

Gods?

Gods help me...?

Anyways, whoever you are, please help.