Percy Jackson Chaos

Facing My Past

Percy P.O.V.

I turned to face Tyson. My brother. The one person I knew I could always count on was standing right in front of me. He looked different. He looked like he was more mature. He was also a lot taller. But there was different. I cleared my throat,

"Can we help you?" I asked with no expression or feeling.

"I was hoping since you have traveled all around the galaxy, you might have seen my brother?" Tyson spoke.

I realized what was different about him. His joy, happiness, excitement, hope and all the qualities which made Tyson Tyson , were gone. All that was left of him was sadness and despair. Suddenly all the pain that I thought I had blocked out came rushing back. All their words flooded my mind. I once again shoved my emotions out of my thoughts. I simply replied,

"What is your brothers name?" I said in a monotone.

Everyone who was still in the room went silent.

"My brother is Percy Jackson." 

I felt my heart break, when I heard Tyson's voice shake as he said my old name. It was the crack in a person's voice right before they burst into tears. I tried to show no emotion.

"Yes, I have met the Earth hero before."

Everyone looked at me with wide eyes. The Angels looked at me like I had grown another head again. I continued on with my statement,

" I met the young hero many centuries ago. He was a excellent fighter. I witnessed him fight a battle. He had no weapon, nor did he used any powers. I approached him after he defeated the pack of hell-hound he was fighting. I was about 5 feet away from him when I was tackled to the ground by the boy. He realized I meant no harm to him and allowed me to get up. I requested for him to join the Angels."

"Well than what happened!"

A girl about fifteen years old stormed up to me and than I realized who it was. My dearest cousin, Pinecone Face herself.