I Run Away.

"Isn't he adorable?"

"Hmmm of course my child is adorable. He's a demigod after all."

"We've been over this princess just cause he earns a six figure salary doesn't mean he's a god."

"If only you knew...."

The voices slowly drifted away as I tried my hardest to look despite my blurry vision.I could only make out a room with white walls and decorations I couldn't fully make out. Suddenly there was a bright flash of light and then two dark figures stood before me.

"Grrrrrrrr..."Was...was that a snarl?

Suddenly I felt extreme pain in my left pectoral as well as my left foot.

"AAAAAAhhhhhh!"I cried in confusion.

Was this the end? What was even happening? A billion questions meandered across the creases of my brain. That's when I realized the only thing I could do. I realized that some how some way I had survived. That this was a second chance. And this in particular was a test. Was I worthy? Did I deserve it? To matter...

I decided that I did.

And with all the strength in what was my feeble body I shouted and tried to retract my body by bracing my legs against the crib. With a yell of effort I roared and suddenly there was a blinding light that was gone in a flash followed by the sound of thunder.

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After the flash my vision cleared up. I saw a fireman lift me up , as he did so I could see the ashes of whatever building I had previously resided in. That's when it hit me. The shocking fact that I was reborn made me fall into distress. Then it smacked on the face like a wrecking ball. I was going to live and this time no matter what it took the universe would feel my presence. This I swore on my own name.

"Booooooom!!" As though acknowledging my oath a flash of lightning could be seen from a distance and then it was gone allowing the weight of my decisions to settle upon me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~9 years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Someone help me!" I shouted hoping I would run into Thalia like in all those Percy Jackson fan fictions. I blitzed passed numerous trees wondering if the milf dryads would be able to stop this thing. I decided against it.

It had been a while since I had nuked what I had to assume were monsters, unintentionally doing the same to my mother so that's a thing. The guilt of murder ate me up for weeks until I was able to accept it and push myself to avoid a fate where my death would result in a grumpy baby.I was taken into an orphanage and stayed there till I was 5 where I was placed into the US' foster care system , it was fine. Until the nemean lion decided he hadn't met a son of Zeus in a while. Which is a whole different can of worms we'll get into later. The point is I'm not as fast as a lion and definitely not a mythical one. Good thing I'm pretty strong.

Following my declaration at birth I started working out and studying up to a level where it would not hinder my growth. I found out that I could bench our sofa at 5 years old. The real kicker was when I accidentally fried my foster dad's phone. Boy was that fun to explain. Good thing John and Emmy were kind folks. I therefore took this knowledge and decided to play with it. Which led to the recreation of the chidori , a move where I concentrate lightning at my hand and it gains incredible piercing power. Too bad the lion's skin doesn't give a damn about it.

"AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!"

'Shit! What to do?' 

'That's it!'

Seeing an upcoming cliff I had never been more thankful to be living in Arizona. Enhancing my legs with lightning I doubled my speed and just as the nemean lion leaped in an attempt to pounce on me I abruptly stopped in an incredible display of agility utterly wrecking the beast's ankles. The monster was sent hurtling down the cliff. I had escaped once more but for how long would my lucky streak with monsters last?

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I sat at the dinner table eating with a mild tension in my movement. Emmy seemed to detect that something was wrong and decided to ask.

"How was your day Michael?" She inquired in a soft voice. I was caught off guard.

"It was.... perfect."

"You know you can tell us anything son."

"I know dad...."

Eventually we all went to bed. Except for me, I was waiting for my parents to start snoring. Once I was sure they were deep in their sleep I crawled out through the window and leapt from the two story house and landed in a three point super hero landing.

"Gghh." I let out a low grunt of pain "Really is hard on the knees."

After that I ran as fast as I could knowing that it would not be long before the nemean lion caught up to me and even though I did not really see them as my parents they were really good people who did not deserve to be mauled to death.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A few hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I idly stared in mild shock at the blue eyed teen before me with what appeared to be a fresh cut on his left eye. He limped toward me "Hey kid what's your name?" He asked.

Well that was a weird way to talk to a child you just met but whatever. He looked banged up and judging from the fresh wound that would be his iconic scar Luke was leaving from his infamous quest. That must have been why he was in the sub way hoping to board a train. Unfortunately I had miscalculated how long the nemean lion would take to find me.

"Roooarrrr"

"Sh*t!"

Luke's one good eye widened. The lion charged straight at us luckily I was able to leap out of the way. Luke unfortunately dropped he's damned sword as the lion nicked him in the arm slightly. He was able to escape by the skin of his teeth. That's when my perception increased and everything started moving in slow motion as I took in all my surroundings to the minutest of details in the equivalent of a real life quick time event. The beast turned in the blink of an eye and we both raced toward each other.I reached the sword first due to being closer and held it firmly in my grasp and did not even bother to slow down ducking under the spawn of Typhon and rolling out of harms way.

Almost instinctively we started circling each other in caution. The beast was the first to break our stare down and I followed soon after clearing a vertical leap that would make Le Bron proud and landing on its mane. It immediately started thrashing around as I held on for dear life. In a moment of weakness it managed to fling me straight up into the air. Reaching max height I looked down below completely locked in. The lion cocky as it was opened its maw ready to grab me in its jaws. 

'Oh Tyche you beautiful girl.' 

Without any hesitation I drove Luke's sword right into the back of its throat and watched as it chocked in its own blood turning to dust to return another day the cycle of both man and beast.

I picked up the most famous pelt in ancient greece. The nemean lion's pelt. And I wore it proudly on my shoulders. It transformed into a winter snow coat.

Luke crawled out of the ruble and my first thought wasn't on how cool the situation was but on whether or not to kill him. It may be brutal but it would weaken Kronos as Luke was a pretty strong host for the Titan lord originally. This time he'd probably get Nakamura or something. Before I could decide there was suddenly a bright flash that I looked away from knowing that looking at one in the P.J.O universe was always a death sentence.

Before us stood beauty personified in a black jacket and black form fitting leather jeans. With hair black as night, eyes a dark shade of blue as well as a heart shaped face and unblemished skin it was would be a joke not to recognize one of the most dangerous goddesses in all of greek mythology.

"Now Michael ..."

"Call me Mike." Aphrodite raised a delicate eye brow in amusement. I blushed in embarrassment. Damn was I related to Percy? Wait I was.

"Mike ~~~~" She some how increased the name's sex appeal." Now Mike your cute and all but I'll have to draw the line here. Wouldn't wan't my prospective boy toy to anger Hermes now would we?"

Luke was too busy trying his best not to ogle the goddess to question here queer choice of words. Meanwhile a cold sweat run down my back.

Were the gods watching me? Reading my thoughts ? Also I'm no ones boy toy. I'm a sigma-alpha-ultra-giga-super-chad. I'm mister steal your girl.

"Not all of them just me. Lets just say I got curious how a new born destroyed two hell hounds." She must have been able to read my mind back then and was able to detect my very adult thoughts.

She strutted closer and squatted down holding my chin in an intimate manner our lips dangerously close.

"But don't worry it can stay that way as long as you do something for me...."

This whole act she is pulling is wasted on my 9 year old self but my drool unfortunately begged to differ. I wiped myself trying to maintain my big boy sigma giga chad persona it probably didn't work but it was better than whatever Luke was doing with his hands (I'm sorry Luke fans).

"What do you want?"

"A date."