"𝕊𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕕?"

You were the strongest at camp, most powerful. You were Praetor of camp half-blood and the whole camp was in Manhattan fighting Kronos army. Some kids were calling it: The Battle of Manhattan.

You were watching as Percy was fighting the Titan of Light. You notice he was creating a hurricane at his feet without even noticing it.

"Percy, how are you doing that?!" Grover yelled from a bridge, Annabeth was next to him with a puzzled face.

"Doing what?" Percy asked. Then he looked down and saw the hurricane. He had a surprised face but then the Titan weakly attacked.

Percy defeated the Titan and you walked over to him. In the moment you knew he had more power than you and you were proud. You walked in front of him, took your helmet off and let the tip on your sword hit the ground beneath it.

"Hail, Perseus Jackson." You commanded everyone.