There were a lot of downsides to the nuclear apocalypse, but missing what had been was the worst. Or, that's what Percy found in writing from time to time. But an eighteen-ish-year-old wouldn't be able to recall what was seventy years ago, and his mom wouldn't be able to, either. So he was left reading what was left about the Before Times.
~
There was always hope for the blueberries, however. People talked about how they'd be able to grow food again soon. They talked about how to, where to, when to. Maybe blueberries would be on the list of what to grow. And if they weren't, he'd damn well riot to change their minds.
~
The world wasn't much, and that's why Percy liked to explore. But science was coming back, as the whispers said, and people were disappearing. When his mother is among them, Percy wastes no time in trying to track a trail that had been accumulating for years.
Y/N L/N was a regular child, what stood out was his personality, dark hair and vibrant blue eyes. Also the fact that he could never seem to stay out of trouble, he had almost superhuman strength and was fond of the sky. So one day when his small cabin in the woods is surrounded by women in sliver and an arrow nearly goes through his head, he freaks the hell out.
PS (If you don't like the PJO series don't read the story man, sounds like common sense to me, or you just don't like my story in general.)
PS TO THE PS ( I don't own PJO or the HOO series, that right belongs to Rick Riordian respectively.)