The Assassin called Seth

Happily Ever After....... not for long!

Hi all! I am writing this story along with my Harry Potter one, pls read and review both! Hope you like it.

Constructive criticism appreciated!

Disclaimer: This wonderful world is, unfortunately, Rick Riordon's and I do not own anything!

Well without further ado, with the story!

Intro :

A certain sea-green eyed boy as sitting at the beach. He was staring intently at the horizon as if waiting for something to happen. This boy was none other than….

"The Percy Jackson".

Son of Poseidon - God of the Seas; Savior of Olympus (2 times) and Leader of Camp Half-Blood.

Today was a very special day for Percy; today the war against Gaea had ended. Percy himself had defeated the mighty Goddess of Earth or "Queen Dirt Face" as he liked to call her. Of course, he had done so with the help of the rest of "The Seven". They were the demigods of the prophecy:

Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper, Leo, Frank and Hazel. Because they defeated Gaea, the Gods had given them a month of free time (a very rare thing for a demigod) and partial immortality. It was a pleasant change to just sit around and chill without worrying about someone taking your life the next minute. Percy was waiting at the beach for his girlfriend: Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena- Goddess of Wisdom.

Things had never been better for Percy: Both the Roman and Greek Camps had overcome their rivalry and become good friends; The seven were the best of friends; Everything at camp was going well and Percy and Annabeth were still as strong as ever. Both the camps loved Percy and what was there to not love? He always walked around with a sparkle in his eye, his signature troublemaking smile and a skip in his step.

He was the most helpful person in the camp and if someone needed/asked for his help, he would drop whatever he was doing and help whoever needed it. If somebody needed help with sword fighting, Percy was the best one in both camps! If the Stoll's needed help with a new prank, Percy was their man. If someone needed help with archery… well, the stayed well away from Percy.

To Percy, life right now seemed like Elysium. It seemed like nothing or more likely no one could ruin his and the peace and happiness of the camp. Only after a few days did he realize how very wrong he was

At the arena :

Percy was sword fighting in the arena when he heard an ear-piercing scream come from the camp borders. He quickly took "Riptide" – his pen-sword and rushed to help whomever it was that screamed. When he got there, the first thing he noticed was that there was a boy his age being chased by the Minotaur. He made quick work of him (the Minotaur not the boy!) and finally took a closer look at the boy (who btw was cowering on the ground).

The boy was Percy's age; he looked up at Percy with dull greenish eyes. Percy offered him a hand, which the boy angrily swatted away (Rude!) and got up, slowly the campers started to come towards then trying to see what the commotion is about and that is when the boy started glowing sea-green like Percy had when he had come to camp the first time. Suddenly, Chiron came out of nowhere and announced "All Hail Dave Walters, Son of Poseidon- God of Seas and Earthshaker".

Everybody kneeled before him and he smirked smugly, then he looked at Percy who was not kneeling and said, "Why aren't you kneeling before your superiors?" To this Percy replied with a punch in the face and with a smirk said, "I'm a son of Poseidon too". After about 1 hour in Dave's company, Percy realized what a sweet and nice person he had for a half-brother. Note the sarcasm. Over the next couple of weeks, that boy alone made Percy's life living hell. It started with small things like spreading rumours about something Percy did and naturally no one believed him but Percy still got some weird looks from people at camp who didn't know Percy well. But then Dave started going for his close friends- The Stoll's, Piper, Jason, Hazel and Frank.