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    “What is it?” Grover asks, “What’s with that weird look on your face?”

    “Just trying to figure out if turning me in will get us enough bounty money to buy our way to LA.” Percy says, craning his neck towards the news van.

    “We are not turning you in to the police.” Grover presses his head back into the alleyway.

    “Why not?” Percy says. They could use a bit of cash. “You guys can just break me out afterwards, right?”

    Annabeth looks like she’s considering it.

    “No, guys,” Grover says. “No.”


    If Percy has to spend the rest of his life cleaning up after the gods, then he might as well start from the beginning.

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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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    21 Feb 2026

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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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    Chris Rodriguez never recognized Percy. Never acknowledged him past mindless babbles and the occasional wordless cry.

    And yet, every weekend, like clockwork, Percy went back to his room. Sat at his bedside and endured his maddened rambles. Ignored the sting of madness prickling his spine.

    Percy sat, and he kept his friend company. Spoke softly and calmly as he told his friend about his week, never raising his voice, never letting any negative emotion bleed through into his tone. Brushed through his hair carefully, when Chris let him, and untangled the knots with gentle patience.

    Week after week, Percy returned to camp.

    Chris Rodriguez never recognized Percy, and, these days, Percy didn’t recognize him either.

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