Apparently No Potter Has luck

Chapter 1: Severed Ties

Percy POV

I moaned, completely spent and basically drooping with exhaustion. I had been doing the twelve labors of Hercules for the past two months to get Athena's blessing and permission to propose to Annabeth. Today I finished the last labor. Today is the day. The big day when I get permission to propose to my wise girl.

I finally finished my track up the small hill to where Athena waited. I walked in front and bowed to her. I looked up.

"Perseus Jackson," Athena said, smiling kindly at me, "you have proven yourself worthy of my daughter's hand in marriage, I give you my blessing and permission to propose to my daughter."

A grin split my face as I jumped up, "thank you!" I yelled as I ran down towards camp, and Athena just looked at me with... was that pity?

I wondered what that was for.

I ran past Thalia's tree, stopping to pet Peleus for only a second. I dashed down and saw Mark, my arrogant brat of a half-brother, walking towards the beach, but thought nothing of it. I was too happy to get mad at that scobberlotcher*.

*Flashback*

I whistled as I continued down my normal path for border patrol. No one was with me, normally it would be Jason or Annabeth but Jason was at Camp Jupiter and Annabeth was busy with who knows what. Plus, Chiron trusted me enough to do it by myself.

A scream woke me up from my daydream, which was of blue cookies and adorable little sisters. I ran towards the source to find a kid being chased by a harpy, screaming his head off. I intervened, uncapping riptide and slashing the harpy mid-jump.

I got a closer look at the kid. His hair was a kinda darker shade of brown and his eyes were the dull color of a polluted ocean. His eyes were mismatched size wise and his nose was crooked.

I held out a hand. "Hey, my name's Percy, nice to meet you."

He suddenly jumped up and shoved me, sending my toppling to the ground and making me drop riptide. He snatched my sword and at that moment all the campers, including Chiron, came up over the hill.

"You're lucky I was here to save you!" The new kid yelled, "or else you would've been bird food! Why didn't you help me?"

What? What in Zeus was this kid doing?

Chiron frowned at me. "Why didn't you help him Percy?"

"Wha?" I stuttered, "I di-"

"Save it looser." The new kid said, sneering at me. "We all know you didn't do anything. Do you not care about my life? Or was I just so awesome, that you saw me as a threat to your popularity? Wait, what am I saying, you probably have no popularity!"

I looked and saw Annabeth staring at me in disappointment, and couldn't help but get mad at that pompous brat.

*Flashback end*

Ever since then, I always sorta didn't like him much. Especially after he made everyone hate me, Nico, Thaila, and Annabeth not included. Then I found out that he was my half brother in the worst way possible. Well, not the worst, but pretty close.

*Flashback*

I saw Mark strutting through the doors of the dining halls, chatting with a bunch of Aphrodite girls. It was his first day of camp, he never even beat a monster, and he was walking around like he owned the place. The worst part? No one stopped him. If anything, they were worshipping him and kissing the ground he walked on. What has he done? Saved the world? Gotten his memories wiped? Fallen into Tartarus? No. Not at all. I didn't like attention, but I hated how he was so arrogant and stuck up.

He slammed a hand on the Poseidon table, where I was sitting.

"Hey! What are you doing at my table?" He asked viciously, spitting in my face.

I rubbed a hand over my face in disgust. "This isn't your table. It's the Poseidon table. And if you didn't know, I'm a Poseidon kid. So buzz off."

"Well I'm dad's favorite kid." He bragged, "I grew up in Atlantis with him."

Huh, claiming to be my brother... he has no i-

A bright flash interrupted my thoughts. Dad was standing up on the stage (A/N just pretend there's one).

"Hello campers!" He shouted, "I have an announcement!"

Yeah no duh, otherwise you wouldn't be here.

He walked down and placed a hand on Mark's shoulder. "This is my son and you will all treat him with respect!"

Mark grinned at me smugly.

*Flashback end*

So, like yeah. Ever since then, Mark had told other campers that I had broken their stuff, stolen their things, even destroyed their gardens, all of which I had never done, but for some reason, everyone believed him.

The days before my quests for Athena, my life had been almost a living nightmare. Everyone except Annabeth, Nico and Thalia ignored me, but Nico and Thalia didn't count, they were never there, and even Annabeth was becoming more distant. So I made up my mind and told Chiron where I was going with a note then left.

Now here I am.

I ran toward the Athena cabin and knocked on the door. Malcolm opened the door and stared at me in disgust, then pity, then back to disgust. What was it with everyone today?

"Where's Annabeth?" I demanded.

Malcolm just shrugged. "The beach, probably."

I turned to walk away, but Malcolm placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't be to sad, it was gonna happen anyway." he said vaguely before shutting the door on my face.

Ok... wonder what he was talking about.

With that I ran on towards the beach, until I heard a familiar voice.