Before chapter starts, I want to clarify something... is the timeline.

For those who don't know, Percy is born in 1993 and the first book takes place in 2005... I actually decided to like... modernize the story a bit... as in this story, they are born in 1997 and book takes place in 2009, and if you ask if this will affect the story or change anything... it will not affect the story at all... meaning the story, the script, the quotes, the events, the moments... the entire story... is already set in stone as in, it will not change at all... I will not pull a Percy Jackson movie... they disrespected the books heavily, even Logan Lerman thinks that, he hopes the series brings the adaptation Percy Jackson deserves.

This is what I wanted to say, just wanted to modernize the story a bit but apart from that... there's no changes to the story itself in any form of way.

The Start of a Journey

I walked out of the school, with both my backpack and my... guitar, I loved to play music but sometimes is to myself. Mom was waiting for me in her car and by how dad described her... a beautiful angel, with brown wavy hair, hazel eyes that look like gold and the smile of a goddess... that how dad described her.

I walked to the back seat putting the guitar in the chair and also my backpack.

"Are you okay?" she asked me with a bit of worry, I had a tendency to get in trouble for the wrong reasons, and like a few minutes ago... getting in a fight or well... starting it against Josh.

I take my hat off saddened. "I got suspended, again for a stupid reason."

"I get it, Principal Perez told me, you knocked out Josh." I roll my eyes and look outside sighing... just a little.

"Should I have let him bully an autistic girl?"

"No, you shouldn't have. I mean... it was very kind of you to defend her. But... you can't always throw yourself to a fight... or start it."

"He did it first, a few days ago." I crossed my arms still looking down.

Mom was really trying to make me feel better but... she just... I don't know but she doesn't even know how to make me feel better, at least in these situations.

"You go talk with your father when we get home." she said with a kind tone.

"Okay." I nodded.

It only took a few minutes to get home, it was a quick ride since we live very close to school. The house was pretty small, it had two floors but apart from that, outside it's like one of those houses you see which look in how I think... poor.

Mom parks the car and we both get out of it, though not without the hat and guitar. She opened the door to our house and I walked to the counter, where I saw a phone, mom wasn't rich enough to buy one of those so iPhones so we go like in the 90's and she has a flip phone.

I insert the dad's number, and god I hope he answers.

"Do you want anything to eat?" I heard mom ask, I was a bit hungry and I nodded.

"Yeah." I look at the phone numbers, the numbers looked weird, like they were a bit different... god that's probably my dyslexia or something... it's getting worse... much worse. "Hey, where are the pills?"

"Which ones?"

"The ones for my dyslexia."

"Honey, remember there's no such things for those." said my mom.

I sometimes forget we don't have those. We have checked if there pills for dyslexia, at least something similar but of course, it's impossible. Dad doesn't answer the phone and I put it back in its place. I take the guitar and slowly walk up stairs, to my room.

"Do you want coke or..."

"Yeah... coke." I cut her off, but of course, in a friendly way and I keep walking upstairs.

I open the door and walk to my bed, but not before putting my hat on the table. I sit on the bed looking at my guitar... right now I felt a bit stressed... or well... very with the ADHD, dyslexia and my schizophrenia... maybe a tune wouldn't hurt...

"That kid is relentless!" I started to look around in a bit of panic, that wasn't mom's voice, that was someone else's voice.

"I'm sorry Ms. Wilson, but your son will need to be operated." I remember that last name... "Wilson." Crap... that's one of Josh's last names', the voice was Josh's mother... and I was hearing that from my home?

"What the hell is going on?" my voice was a scared one... I was hearing her from here?

I get up and quickly ran downstairs afraid... I need my paliperidone, I need it.

Mom watching me. "Agapitós, what happened?"

"I...I-I'm... I-I'm..." the words couldn't even get out of my mouth, but looked and found the pills. I quickly grab one and grabbed a bottle of water... I could still hear her voice.

I drank the pill and sigh feeling her voice slowly fade. I put my head in the counter panting in fear of what I was hearing. I felt mom wrap her arm around me trying to pull me back up.

"Y/N, what happened?" her voice was cracking, a fearful voice as I slowly broke down.

"I-I heard Ms. Wilson, talking about Josh. H-He's about to have an operation and... and..."

"And what?"

"She's pressing chargers on me. M-Mom... what's happening to me?" she hugs me tighter and I hug her back.

"We'll figure this out, okay? We'll figure this out." her voice calmed me, and it surprised me she wasn't angry... and... for some reason, she never got angry with me about what I did. "Go to bed, honey. You're having too much stress, okay?"

I sniffed as I nodded though she decides to help me walk to her room... she preferred for when I was in rough places, I slept in her bed.

I slowly get into her bed and she helps me get comfortable though I still felt this fear and terror of what I just heard if it was true or my schizophrenia.

Mom kisses my forehead and smiles. "Sleep well. I'll take care of our little problem, okay?"

I nodded as she smiled a little.

"Rest well, cowboy." she said with a soft tone as I nodded slightly, as she walks away. When she closes the door... I still felt a bit of terror... but maybe a rest would serve me well... and with that... I close my eyes...

"I don't know what to do." I heard that voice... mom? It sounded like if she was behind me... but she wasn't.

"We have to take him to the camp." now that voice did sounded from under the floor... and is recognizable... it was Thomas. I slowly get up confused as I hear my mom cry.

"I can't keep hiding this from him, or hiding him from his journey."

"Ms. Galanis, I promise you he will be okay, Chiron will make sure he is okay." said Thomas as I slowly get up and also slowly walk in direction of the bedroom door. "Have any of his... abilities appear?"

"Y-Yes. Super strength and... he seems to hear people from far away, like some enhanced sense,  but it means his abilities are manifesting, he told me." 'He?' Who's 'He?' I opened the door slightly as they kept talking.

"We need to take him to the camp, the longer he stays and his abilities manifest, more monsters will come for him." said Thomas as I managed to get downstairs slowly but the two haven't heard me yet. I slowly lean to the wall and look at the two.

"I-I know but..."

"Mom? Tommy?" the two jumped when they heard my voice, mom had red puffy eyes... it was worrying me. "What's going on?"

"H-Hi Y/N. Ms. Galanis, you have to tell him." said Thomas in a worrying tone as she nods. The thought of what they were thinking was scaring me.

"Honey, come here." I walked to the table slowly just to sit in one of the chairs and Thomas separated himself a bit. I could see my mom's hands sweating, fidgeting her fingers and very... scared. "Did you... hear what we were saying?"

"About some abilities? Yeah." I nodded slightly at her question, but her breathing got heavier.

She grabs my hand and says. "What I'm about to tell you... you can't say it to no one, okay?"

I looked confused and looked at Thomas and then at mon aa I answered with a shaky tone.

"Um, y-yeah, but what is it?" the moment I asked, she took a deep breath... is like if she was about to reveal the biggest secret of all secrets.

"It has to do with your father... your real father." about my real father? I never even met him, or know his name at all, she says I have his hair but her eyes, apart from that... I know nothing of him. "Your father was... a different man, as in, he was different, not... not human in a sense."

"N-Not human?"

"No. He was... how some would say special, others would call him a freak, and... yeah. Your father wasn't a normal person... he had these abilities, that he told me that you would have as you grow up." said mom with such a scared tone... what? Is she just going to say I'm an alien? Is she gonna say that my father is Superman or someone else?

"You never told me who he is."

"Because he didn't want you to. He thought you would be better without him, that maybe if you believed that Zack is your father, your real one... you would have a more stable life. I-I did what he said, when he left, that I told him lies about who your father was." her voice was even more sad and scared, I mean, I don't hate my step father, we might not be blood but he is still my father, and I love him just like he loves me, I looked down directly at my hands.

"Am I a freak? Am I... different?"

She tightens the grip of my hand a little. "You are... yes... you are different to other people, to most, but that does not change that you're still my son..."

"Then what am I?" I cut her off with a hyperventilating tone which she gulped. "Are my conditions... these conditions because of him?"

"... Yes... Yes they are because of... your different nature." what she said completely hit me like a train... the ADHD, the dyslexia, schizophrenia... all of this... I have it because of... father? I'm using meds and all because of him?

"I-I'm sorry to interrupt." said Thomas getting up. "But we have to go, Ms. Sanchez can arrive at any time, now."

"S-Sanchez? Why?" I asked though mom quickly gets up too, grabbing her keys... everything was getting so scary and I... I didn't know what was happening.

"Y/N. Get your hat, the guitar and nothing else! Go!" mom told me with that same scared voice and I ran upstairs to my room, Thomas followed her to the car as I opened the door grabbing my guitar and Uncle Tony's hat just to run downstairs.

I ran out with mom closing the door with a lock, as Thomas seated in the back seat, leaving the door opened for me. Mom ran to the driver's seat and quickly turned the car and driving off to... I don't know.

"Tommy! What do you mean by Sanchez?" he took a quick deep breath and nodded to himself.

"She's not human. She is a Scythian Dacre and she's hunting you down." said Thom... she's what now?

"SHE'S WHAT?!"

"Oh... sorry, should've told you in a friendlier way." Thomas said with a ashamed tone... how could he be so calm and what is a Sy... Scythu... whatever he said?

"And what's a Scyti... what's that monster?"

"Is a reptilian monster with human features, she's hunting you down, and I don't know why! Either way, telling this from now, when you see a monster, don't say their name, it powers them."

"H-Hold on... how do you even know this?" I asked with so much confusion running through my head... something doesn't connect.

"Um, how do I say this? I'm suppose to protect you." Thomas said which actually left me sort of confused... protect me? He is crippled, how can he help me?

"P-Protect me? Tommy you're... not capable to even walk properly." I was pretty confused on why he told me to protect me... like if that was his job.

Mom kept driving forward... the rain was starting to get heavy... where did it even come from?

"I'm sorry I hid this from you, Y/N. I'm so sorry." mom said almost tearing again as Y/N nodded.

"It's okay. I understand why, but please... tell me everything that's happening to me." I said in a pleading tone, as Thomas looked outside, panting and I ask. "Where are we going?"

"Long Island, the northeastern area." said my mother already going at 50mph... crazy fast under the rain plus in Queens... luckily no cops.

"Long Island?"

"That's where the camp is." said Thomas as I look at him.

"T-The camp is there?"

"Camp Half-Blood, it's where people like us go." I look confused at his statement, as he slowly takes his shoe off... and I look at his feet... or more exactly... cloven hooves... wait hooves?

"What are you?" I was incredibly shocked after seeing this, as Thomas pulls his hood off, showing a pair of horns looking away.

"I'm a satyr."

"Half man, half goat? For how long?!" my shock turned into worry and a bit of betrayal.

"Since always. I... I never wanted you to find like this." his voice was a bit saddened as I lay back more to the chair completely trying to insert all this information.

"So... our friendship, was it a lie..."

"No. You... We are friends, I was tasked to keeping tabs on you, but we are friends, we are. I mean... we are friends ever since we met." he cuts me off but... I just feel so betrayed that mom and Thomas have sort of known each other for a while and I... I'm still trying to analyze all this.

"How long till we get to the camp?" asked Thomas to my mom who looks at a sign.

"Probably about 20 minutes." geez... we've been talking for like 15 minutes? Or maybe more? Either way... if this camp is really a safe place... maybe mom can also hide there.

The next few minutes of the ride was pretty short, mom kept a similar speed under the rain. I hold my guitar like if it was 'dear life' and constantly look at the time/window. It was 8:53 and the rain wasn't getting any better. Mom took a turn as we pass by some darkened farmhouses, some wooden hills and a sign which says PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRIES.

"We're almost there." said mom as Thomas and I look in front seeing the road, there were many trees, she looks more and more worried... she kept driving... until we both heard a weird noise... as I couldn't even process what happened.

The car just spun upside down, with mom, Thomas and I screaming from the shock and fear... until we hit a tree, which left us groaning. Thomas was first to react and kicked the door opened, taking his seatbelt off with me also taking it off.

"Honey! Are you okay?!" I heard mom ask as she also takes her seatbelt off, we all hit our heads with the roof but Thomas was already out, as he helped mom open the door.

"Yes." I slowly crawled out of the car holding my hat as well as my guitar, Thomas gives me a hand and the quickly to my mom.

"Thank you, Thomas." said mom relieved until we heard a kind of roar as they look to where the roar came from.

"Run!" Thomas quickly said running, as I also followed him and mom behind. I kept running from the roar, I didn't even look back and I just followed Thomas who ripped his pants showing his full goat legs... which reaches to his waist.

"Keep going! I heard mom say as I look back, I see her standing seeing the monster... it was a big one, on his 7 feet with muscles that put other body builders to shame... but its head... the monster's eyes were black, long horns and some nose piercing... it was a damn Minotaur.

"Oh my god..." that's all I could say as mom saw the Minotaur pick the car and angrily throw it away. I saw that too, and returned to run as well as mom.

I saw a cliff but it slowly getting steeper, something Thomas could definitely handle but not me or mom. Problem is... Minotaur managed to find us... or well... smell us.

The Minotaur is still an animal, and most animals with eyes on the side of their heads have bad eyesight, poor depth perception more exactly, but he probably managed to smell us... oh no.

"Go!" mom said with such a tone of a lot of fear as the Minotaur roared and dashed against us at unimaginable speeds.

I look back and I see the Minotaur completely have sight on mom... on my... mom...

"Mom!" I completely looked back as the Minotaur ran at her as she completely jumped to the other way, the monster missing her... but he stops looking at her. Fear entered my veins as he slowly grabbed her. "No! Mom!"

"Go!" she still told me to go... but I completely ignored her request and without even thinking... not even thinking twice... my body acted on its own and dashed to at least... see if I can do anything to get the Minotaur off my mom's hands... I didn't even realized my hat and guitar were off my grip... I just... I just ran to save my mom.

Its hands were on her neck, she was fighting for air and I just kept running... as Thomas ran back to help me. She looked at me... like it was the last time... and he closed his fist... turning mom into into light, a shimmering golden form, as if she were some kind of hologram.., and after that... she was just... gone.

"No!" I just ran full speed at the monster... was this suicide? Yes? Am I nuts? Yes. Will that stop me? No... my fear turned into anger and I just ran and the Minotaur just swings which I duck and... I just jump and uppercut him back... like some kind of superhero crap... and even then... that punch staggered him... somehow it did.

I definitely do not fight but Uncle Tony did teach me self defense, not karate, or taekwondo... just boxing/self defense. The Minotaur roared and completely dashed at me, as I looked and... at a superhuman speed, I moved out of the way, at that moment also jumping and grabbing its horn, managing to land on top of the Minotaur and grabbed its horn.

"Y/N! Break the horn! Kill it with it!" Thomas threw just a pebble at the Minotaur... but that was his plan probably... call his attention. I'm still wondering how in hell I managed to do what I did a few moments ago.

Out if instinct... I grabbed one of the horns with both hands... and I just snapped the horn... broke it out of anger and sadness... until everything sort of went blurry... I just started to smash the horn on its head again... and again, and again, and again, and again, and again... none stop.

I kept smashing to the point I was even out of breath, but still I kept doing it. The Minotaur was dead but I didn't stop.

"-stop... STOP!" I felt a pair of hands from behind as I look back panting with eyes widened... crying... I didn't even noticed... I was panting... I was tired... and all I saw was red. Thomas grabbed my wrist and one of my shoulders... as I slowly drop the horn. I felt like sort of going back to normal.

"I... I..." I couldn't even speak as I slowly lost strength on my legs... maybe this was a dream or something... and my body just gave up... not even being able to hear Thomas' voice... everything was black... and my mom... gone...

Finally have 2nd chapter, this one is much longer, over 3,500 words, I hope you enjoyed it, vote for it, comment your opinion of what I should improvise or something, but until then... good night.