They stared at me, obviously put off.

But in their defense they recovered quickly.

Bruce chuckled. "I wish. How many businessmen do you see actually work out? Much less run a company during the day and fight crime at night."

"I wish I was that good of a gymnast." Dick mumbled, his voice slightly higher than usual.

I laughed and shook my head. "And my cousins call me an idiot. You sir." I pointed at Bruce. "Have the money to finance all of those little gadgets. Plus a company who has the tech to develop them. And you're parents being murdered in front of you gave you motive."

Then I turned to Dick. "You. You need to catch your voice and keep it level while lying. You made a bird nest comment about your room and acted like it was an inside joke. And I'm just going to guess Wally is Kid Flash."

They noticeably winced.

"Relax. I'm not going to tell anybody."

"How'd you know his?"

"I've heard he's a flirt. And he has an appetite. And bright red hair."

Dick looked at Bruce. "I always told him that would get him in trouble."

Bruce sighed. "Honestly I'm surprised you aren't freaking out at being related to a superhero."

Chuckling I shook my head. But I didn't give an explanation.

Cause if we want to go there I'm Wonder Woman's cousin.

She was lucky though.

She's an Amazon. So she's immortal until she dies in battle.

Now that isn't lucky by itself. But she was born before the Great Prophecy.

Meaning she was never in danger because she was already past sixteen.

Zeus's kids always seem to like doing that don't they?

Now I wonder if I had died instead of Bianca if Thalia would have still became a Hunter.

Would she have embraced the fate like I did? Or left it without knowing it to Nico?

But the gods probably would have killed her.

But then again she'd be like...dude if it's my choice I may hate some of you but not enough to kill you all and let Kronos take over.

Agh! ADHD! Get out of here!

"What?" Bruce asked.

"Nothing. I just thought about something."

"Okay..." The doorbell rang. "I've got-"

We could hear door open. "Never mind." Bruce muttered. "I swear he's a ninja."

"Delivery for...Bruce Wayne." A familiar voice said.

I turned around and looked through the door to the dining room. "Sup couz?"

Hermes smiled and walked in, sitting the package on the floor before ruffling my hair. "A drama king."

Thunder rumbled.

"I believe you mean a drama queen." I forced a smile.

Shaking his head he frowned. Then he gave me a hug. "Don't try to fake it Perce. We all saw it. You're not okay." He whispered.

I rolled my eyes. "Idiot. Since when have I been okay? But how's George and Martha?" I responded in a whisper.

I'm not that big of an idiot.

He pulled away. "Good."

"You know each other?" Alfred asked picking up the dirty plates.

"Yeah. He's my older cousin."

"Does he have the gene thing?" Dick blurted out.

Hermes shot me a questioning glance.

What?

Just say no.

"No. I don't."

What are they talking about?

I explained the short life expectancies on a genetic defect us half bloods have.

Wow. You did something smart.

"My kids have it though. And if you could just sign for the package..."

He held out the signer.

Hello dear!

Hey Perssssy. Got any ratsss?

Bruce signed for the package. "Thank you."

"See you Percy." He gave me another hug. "There's a little something from your dad in there too."

"See yah."

He quickly made his way out.

"His dad is my uncle." I explained. "The result of one of his many many affairs."

"Okay... Do you need help getting that to your room?" Bruce asked.

I easily lifted the package. "Nah. It's just clothes."

Thankfully I actually made sure to memorize the way to my room.

And now I can change out of these clothes.

I sat the box on floor before uncapping Riptide and using it to cut the tape.

And hurriedly capped it.

I don't want to get them caught up in my world.

They're already in a dangerous enough life.

They don't need mine too.

Anyway... what's in the box?

Underwear, bras. How'd he get my size I really don't want to know.

Sweats, jeans, leggings, and some shorts.

Basically my favorite types of clothing.

Sweats or shorts for anything. Jeans for everyday. Leggings for lounging around and not doing anything.

And tank tops, T-shirts, button ups, flannels, ling sleeved shirts.

And some Hawaiian shirts that look way too big for- Oh...

I picked one up and the scent wafting from it didn't leave much room for doubt.

Dad gave me like three of his shirts.

That's sweet.

I think.

But...

I can change!!

Yay!!

I grabbed a pair of sweats and undergarments, and you know what I'll just wear one of Dad's shirts.

If they question it, well too bad for them.

Oh and side note there are some pajamas in there too.

After I got changed I looked in the mirror.

Honestly doesn't look that bad.

But okay...

I have to tell the truth.

I'm not going to go back downstairs right away.

I'm going to do something entirely underhanded.

And I might lose whatever small amount of trust Bruce has in me.

But...

I need to do this.

Because if I don't.

I don't know what will happen.

And...

Well.

I don't think it's anything good.

I took a deep breath.

Never actually tried this before in my life.

But if Nico made it to China while learning to use his powers, then I should get where I need to go right?

Focusing I threw out my senses and relied fully on my powers.

There!

Then there was a weird sensation like my body was being pulled apart.

And reassembled.

Fingers crossed.

I opened my eyes and gave a silent cheer.

Where an I?

The Bat Cave.

Merry Christmas.

And uh. Sorry of this is bad. I kinda typed like four entire chapters last night.

Happy Birthday Sophia.

And see yah.