It has been centuries since the death of Perseus, but Artemis and Apollo have still not forgotten their brother.  Every year on August 18th, an eclipse would occur, and they would go to Camp Half Blood and tell of their brother's heroic act.

His story inspired many heroes.  Especially the young Percy Jackson who sat by the campfire, listening to the twin gods recount the story of Perseus, the God of Heroes.

As he looked up at the eclipse, he could see the story more vividly.  He watched the god fight Iapetus with incredible speed and strength.  He thought that Perseus was sure to win as he slashed at the Titan's head.  But then, he saw Perseus get impaled.  Iapetus started chanting in a language that Percy couldn't understand.  A light exploded out of Perseus.

Percy reverted his gaze back to the campfire.  'What just happened?' he thought.  He looked around to find that Artemis and Apollo had left.  The campers were now singing campfire songs and roasting marshmallows.

Percy tried to participate as much as he could, but he couldn't stop thinking of the god Perseus.  His mind wondered off until her heard Annabeth say, "Percy!  It's time for bed!"

He walked back to cabin 3 in a daze and imminently went to sleep.

Percy dreamed of three children and a mother raising them on an island.  He saw the three children playing together and practicing archery.  Then the mother put a hand on Percy's cheek, "son." she spoke delicately, like she was trying not to cry.  Two of her children came over to see what was keeping their mother.  "Look ma'am, I-"  "Perseus!" cried the little girl.  She reached to hug me, but fell through me, as if I were a ghost. 

I woke up in a start.  'What was that?' I thought.

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