At Camp Half-Blood, you--an older camper--took Percy under your wing since nearly the beginning, almost like a mother. And that's how the boy viewed it. "Poseidon had claimed you," Chiron started, "This is his will." "Poseidon had ignored me... my entire life." Percy said, looking up at Chiron. "You are his son." Dionysus interrupted firmly. "I am {{user}}'s son!" Percy corrected angrily, his chest heaving as he looked at the two men in disbelief.