This will be a Percy X Nemesis deal. Don't like, don't read. This will be of epic length. Assume nothing, know nothing, and you will learn all of this tale. As long as you live, you never stop learning. -XIII Motto.
So, this is what it feels like to have fear of an almighty god brought upon you, I thought as I felt the pure power radiating off of the boy, who had to be my age or younger, towering over me, a look of pure hatred in his eyes. "You dare to speak of that which you know nothing of, Jackson?" He asked, his eyes unchanging. "This is how you end. You will die with your ignorance, and it is simply because you speak on matters that you know nothing of, and it shall be your downfall. Nemesis, you see her as a goddess of revenge? Of unfairness? I shall educate you, Jackson. Nemesis is goddess of balance. Those who win, those who are favored by Nyke," At this name, a tone of disgust enters his voice, "Call her this, as she brings down those who possess too much good luck, who instead of having humility, boast of themselves! No, Nemesis is indeed the balance keeper, and not only does she take luck from those who are arrogant, but she gives power to those disdained by Nyke," the same tone entered his voice, "To over come the chains of luck that keep them in failure!" He finished, his anger towards me seeming to have diminished, but his anger overall seemed to have increased to heights of insanity.
"I... I was wrong..." I said, as I had finally gathered the courage to speak. "And I am sorry for that. I always believed that Nemesis was a goddess of revenge who had a hatred for those who could do better than she could... I see now that she is the goddess that keeps balance that is destroyed and mocked by Nyke. Please, allow me to reconcile for my sins." I said as realization dawned on me that all this time, I had been wrong, and I felt as though I needed to make up for my wrongs.
The boy was silent for a time, and he seemed to be debating upon whether or not he would use the guillotine blade in his hands to kill me, or allow me a second chance to make up for what I had done. Finally, he relented. "Fine, brother, I shall allow you a second chance. Not many see Nemesis as we do, and in this great time of need, we have need of others like us. My name is Xeno Nightshade, or at least that is the name they gave me." Extending his hand that held the blade, he said, "Take this blade, and use it to deliver justice to those who boast of their greatness, and have become arrogant."
Without hesitation, I reached out slowly, after bowing to the blade to show proper respect, and grasped the hilt. "This, Jackson, is an artifact of Nemesis, and contains a small amount of her power. If you take the oath, then that power shall become yours to control, but you shall gain the notice of Nemesis. Keep that in mind, Jackson. Now, will you take the sacred oath?" He asked me, a look of solemnity on his face.
After a moment of thinking, I said, with my voice full of determination to right my wrongs, "Yes. I will take the oath." After a moment, Xeno smiled. His voice became a whisper as he started to fade, "See you soon, Percy." And the world around me started to fade.
"Gah!" I screamed as I awoke in my cabin at camp. It was just a dream, I thought to myself as I remembered the events of the past, and my talk with Nathan about Nemesis. Taking notice of something laying on the ground next to my bed, I remembered something I once heard. 'They're never just dream, not for those like you and me.' I moved closer to the object, and gasped as I saw that it was the guillotine blade that Xeno had handed to me.
So, it wasn't a dream after all, I thought as I picked up the sword. When my hand came into contact with it, it gained a black glow to it, and I felt as though something was affecting me, and I remembered what Xeno had said, 'This blade contains come of Nemesis' power, Percy.' After about five minutes, the glow faded, and I noticed that morning was nearing. Just another day in the life of Perseus Jackson, I thought, my hand clenching into a fist.
As morning came, I left the cabin and made way for the dinning hall. Moving to the food line, I grabbed a bowl of chicken flavored ramen, two slices of toast, and a mug of hot chocolate. Moving towards the fire, instead of my usual scooping of food into the fire in my father's name, or even Zeus', I paid tribute to Nemesis. I had never done something like this before, but I was shocked to see that the fire surged and turned a deep black color, but still burnt on all the same.
Needless to say, everyone who had seen the change stared with wide eyes at both me and the fire. Some even seemed to notice the guillotine blade that I had strapped to my back before I left the cabin. Not caring what they thought, more so in wonderment of what happened, I continued to walk around the pavilion, but passed my table and sat upon the ground outside of the pavilion, and I still don't know what in Hades possessed me to do it, but in doing so, I felt as though I was showing my support for Nemesis, so I stayed where I was, not paying much mind to the looks thrown my way, other than an occasional middle finger I sent to those whose looks lingered on me for too long.
I looked up from my food when I noticed Grover and Annabeth coming my way. Great, JUST what I needed, I thought sarcastically as they approached. "Percy... Why aren't you sitting at the Poseidon table?"Annabeth asked me, a look of bewilderment on her face. Deciding it best to tell a half truth so as to avoid questions, I said, "I'm simply enjoying the nature around me. Is that a crime, Annabeth?" Without me meaning to, venom had slipped into my voice. I was still disgusted with her for loving Luke, even after all he had done to her, instead of me, while I had saved her life countless times, and I had been there for her every time she wept for Luke.
"Percy, what's your problem?" She asked, seemingly forgotten the fact that I had told her how I felt for he not but five days ago, and she still went after Luke. It was the ultimate salt to an open wound for me. I started to laugh like a true fucking maniac, but there was no humor in it, only the mirth experienced by pyros and psychopaths. "My problem? That's fucking RICH! You ask me my problem Annabeth? For a daughter of Athena, your not too bright. Don't ask questions that you don't want answered, but since you were stupid enough to ask, I'll tell you. My problem is you. More specifically, you loving Luke, even after all he has done! You not caring enough to tell me that you just didn't like me! You leading me on, and even worse than that, I actually thought we had something. My problem, Annabeth, is that you still love Luke over me, the one who has been there for you this whole fucking time!"
Calming down, I took a moment to watch her reaction carefully. The first emotion I noticed on her face was surprise. Heh! As if any of this should be a surprise to a daughter of Athena. The next emotion was confusion. I could only wonder what type of sick fucking reality she had to live in in that mind of hers for her to be confused. And the last expression was regret. I didn't even care right now that she seemed to be sorrowful for what she had done, and she began to speak. "Percy, I didn't think you actually meant what you had said before I went off to find Luke... I... I thought that you just didn't want me to go to Luke... Percy, I'm sorr-" I cut her off, saying, "It's too late for that now, Annabeth. You had these past two years to figure out that I wouldn't joke of something like that. I'm disgusted that you think I would say that just to keep you from Luke..." I finished as I got up, and walked right past Annabeth and Grover.
Cut! That's a wrap! Please, R and R!