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    Percy Jackson knew one thing, aside from his name. There was a boy named Lee, and he was waiting for him.

    Percy was quite sure that, if not for that singular piece of knowledge, he would be dead a thousand times over. Every time he stumbled, scraping his knees on the ground and struggling to get back up, that thought spurred him on.

    There was a boy named Lee, and he was waiting for him.

    Not even the slew of monsters straight out of the myths that seemed to have no purpose except to stop him from getting any rest, relentlessly driving him across the state, nor the migraines that pounded behind his skull every time Percy tried to remember where he came from, could keep him down.

    Because there was a boy named Lee, and he was waiting for him.

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    Percy Jackson was missing. Taken, they said. This, according to everyone Jason had spoken to, seemed to be a big deal.

    The Oracle of Dodona, the favored prophet of Apollo, they called him.

    The son of Poseidon, the Hero of Olympus, others said.

    Our friend, the gruff girl from the Ares cabin told him.

    Our brother, the head counselor of Aphrodite whispered.

    The love of my life, Lee Fletcher said.

    Jason wondered if, somewhere far away, there were people saying these sorts of things about him, wondered if he had people looking for him the way Percy did.

    He hoped he did.

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    That son of his was…different. Too perceptive sometimes, too oblivious others. Knew too much sometimes, too little others. Defiant and yet respectful, impertinent yet polite. He was a walking contradiction, it seemed. Oh, but he was a true son of the sea, that much was for certain.

    Percy Jackson was an enigma. Even before she’d met him, before she’d realized what he was to Apollo, Artemis had known that he was…different.

    That Percy Jackson boy was…interesting. Too smart sometimes, too perceptive sometimes, too secretive. Too disrespectful, certainly.

    A series of first impressions and a little bit of godly perspective on the events of the books. Or, alternatively: Percy Jackson being literally impossible to hate for however many chapters.

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    The world wasn’t made up solely of quests and deaths and wars, wasn’t made up entirely of fighting and betrayal and hatred. Life was comprised, mostly, of…smaller moments.

    Or, alternatively: a bunch of small scenes and side quests that didn’t fit into the books. Not necessarily in chronological order. Will be updated a lot more sporadically than the main series.

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    Percy had always seen more than he should. As long as he could remember, he’d dogged the footsteps of long-dead, ancient heroes in his dreams—Heracles, Theseus, Odysseus, Perseus, Achilles—sometimes the heroes he watched were younger, more recent, sometimes he stared at their faces in his waking hours too because he knew them, sometimes he watched himself.

    His first dream had been the death of Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus, and he'd woken with phantom claws in his skin and dazzling light bursting across his eyelids. The death of a hero, he’d known then, even at the tender age of seven.

    He’d thought then that he’d understood his destiny. He was the seer, the prophet, not the hero.

    Then he’d learned who his father was, and he’d realized his destiny was that of a hero’s, too.

    A hero, like the kind he watched in his dreams—Heracles, Theseus, Odysseus, Perseus, Achilles.

    They thought him to be Achilles, he knew, though they never said it to his face. Great, brilliant, shining, god-like. Doomed.

    Sword in hand, Olympus at his back, Percy was beginning to realize that he wasn’t Achilles.

    He was Paris.

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