AN: Hello everyone, this is my first chapter. I do not own PJO or any characters or names or similar plots. That honor all goes to Rick Riordan. Warnings for this fic This is a slash fic it is Percy/Nico and I won't be changing that Other pairing will be pretty much canon except I'm still thinking about someone for Annabeth, suggestions or OC's for her are welcome. Just comment or PM me. There will be some mild cursing but not a lot and never excessive.
That's all I have for this Author's Note so please, enjoy.
It was the year 1993 and the gods of Olympus were having a day like any other day. This day, however, was soon to become a very unique and special day to them. It started off pretty regular,the Olympians were in the throne room arguing over this or that, nothing really important to any of them, but they had a reputation to protect. The muses were singing and preparing for their nightly concert for the minor gods and spirits that lived on Olympus. However, for one man, the day was already very different than normal. He sat in a room that very few people had ever seen, five, to be precise. The room was styled with classical Greek architecture. However there were no windows, and no doors in the room. It was not possible to enter or exit without the room master's permission. The ceilings in the room were impossibly high, they stretched up to the point where it was hard to make out the design that was on it. The man sat there with three old women who sat knitting socks. These were the three fates and this man their attendant, Jeremiah. As the fates knitted they kept an eye on the strings of fate. The strings of fate was a map of sorts, in it, everybody who had ever lived on earth had a single string and they all laid out together and every time a life would make a difference on another, they would intersect. This was a physical manifestation of all the fates they had weaved over the many thousands of years they had been alive and it showed fate twenty years ahead of the current time.
It was strung out across the room magnificently. starting at the impossibly high ceiling and coming down to the ground before turning out and gliding across the room skimming the floor. It was the majestic tapestry of life. Showing the scenes of life, death, victory, defeat, plague, imprisonment, freedom, divinity, and all other aspects of life that came about in its making. It was a glorious thing that would have inspired awe in everyone on earth for its beauty and its complexity of design.
That is not where the significance of this day comes in. That is actually wholly unremarkable. What made this day unique was not in this room but back on earth. A baby was born. In of itself, completely boring. Especially to the three beings that controlled life and death. However, this baby was special. He was going to be a hero only comparable to the heroes of old and even then it was only to show how far more skilled he was then they were. However, this did not interest them. What interested these three old women and their servant was the fact that at the point of his birth, the strings of fate tapestry began to shift around, as though his fate was not set. They had all read his fate individually many times and every time came up with something different. This child was unlike anything they had ever seen, but since there were so many possible futures for him, they wanted the best one for him. Not for liking him, but if he was to be there experiment then they wanted everything to work out for him, though the rode was one of the toughest they had ever seen. So, they gathered their power and formed a plan, a plan to bring this boy to do what he needed to do in the best way possible. When it was all planned out they sent Jeremiah on his way to begin the plan.
Jeremiah appeared on Olympus almost instantly after disappearing from the fates room. He appeared, not as the gods do, in a flash of light, but subtly, as if it was a mere trick of the light, one second he wasn't there and then suddenly he was. He appeared next to the elevator to the mortal world and from there began walking. He was headed to the throne room, at this time of day most of the gods would be out, but Zeus would still be there. He walked in through the grand doors and into the throne room. Zeus was passed out on his throne, napping. "Greetings, Lord Zeus." he called, alerting the god to his presence. Upon being disturbed from sleep Zeus grabbed a thunderbolt and prepared to throw it at whomever had woken him but when he saw who it was he relaxed. "Greetings, Jeremiah. To what do I owe this pleasure?"
Jeremiah smiled up at him, "I would like you to call a council of the gods, I am here to tell you the name of the child of the Great Prophecy."
Zeus sat there in shock for a moment before regaining his wits and finally responding. He shot a lightning bolt up into the air and with five minutes, all of the Olympian gods were present in the throne room once again. They all began to speculate on why they were called and why the fates attendant was here. They had all seen him before, it was hard for the fates to get out of their room and duties so they had created him several millennia ago so he could make the trips for them and get them what they needed or do what they wanted. As a consequence, everybody on Olympus had seen him at least a few times and the council saw him quite regularly.
Zeus threw another bolt up into the air to quiet everyone down before he spoke, "Olympians, Jeremiah is here before us this day to reveal to us the name if the demigod of the Great Prophecy." That sent everybody into a frenzy of talking, everyone speculating on who had broken the oath again and had had a child, who's child would save or destroy Olympus. Jeremiah waited for a few minutes allowing them to wonder for a while before he cleared his throat. It was a quiet noise but it got everybody's attention, they all wanted very badly to hear who this demigod was. Jeremiah reached into his pocket and withdrew a small book, he flipped through a few pages before stopping. He looked up at the gods before sighing. "Now," he said, " I know you are all eager to find out who this child is for many different reasons, some to watch him and some to kill him," he glared at Zeus for this last part, "however you must wait until I am done because I have a proposition for you that goes along with telling you his name okay?" When the gods had nodded their heads in assent he nodded back at them. "Very well then, the child of the prophecy is named… Perseus Orion Jackson, son of Poseidon." At that everybody erupted into either shouting, in Zeus and Athena's case, or just general discussing about this news. Poseidon looked stricken, not because of his brother or niece, but because his little boy was going to be put in danger over the prophecy. Once again, Jeremiah gave the gods a while to settle down before clearing his throat to get there attention again.
"Now, this boy, this child of prophecy will grow up to be so much more than merely that. He has the potential to outshine Heracles, Theseus, and Achilles, all put together. And on top of that, the fates and I have discovered a way to make him loyal to Olympus so that the prophecy is assured in your favor."
The gods stared at him in awe, there was going to be a demigod that powerful? And what's more, they wouldn't have to worry about the prophecy because he would be loyal to them for sure? They could hardly believe it.
Athena spoke up, "And how do we do something like that? How can it be possible to be sure of his loyalty? Demigod's are often unpredictable and it's nearly impossible to determine their loyalties."
Jeremiah smiled at the goddess of wisdom and replied "That's very simple. You raise him here on Olympus." As soon as he said that the entire throne room was in uproar again, raise a demigod on Olympus? It was unthinkable. They all began to talk at once trying to all get their point across, Poseidon was all for it, as was Aphrodite, Hera, and Hestia but Zeus, Athena, Ares, and Dionysus were all yelling against them. Jeremiah for his part just stood there shaking his head. They never were good at getting along and he had expected this to happen several times during his waited for the to quiet down before beginning again.
"If you raise the boy here and he thinks of you as his family, his close family, and has personal ties to each of you, it will give him a higher stake in saving you all than if he was raised as a regular half-blood. And besides that I have a secondary plan to give him even more incentive. But for now this is all you need."
The gods took this in and Jeremiah could see in Athena's eyes understanding, though it also looked like she sorely wished that that wasn't so but she could see the intelligence and strategy behind the plan. Zeus too, was slowly beginning to soften towards the idea.
"And you will each bless him and train him in regular training sessions. He will live here and every day he will train with each of you some skill that you wish for him to have."
By this point all of the gods had come to realize this plan was probably their best option and were agreeing to it. Zeus spoke, "Very well. We will have the boy. However, what of his mortal parent. Shall we just take her child from her?"
At this Jeremiah's smiled faded a little bit. "There is no need to take the baby from her I'm afraid. Sally Jackson died in childbirth. She fell ill and the strain of giving birth was far too great on her body and she died." When Poseidon heard this he began to weep. He typically cared little about his mortal lovers but had always cared about their well-being. This one was different, he had truly loved Sally. He flashed out of the throne room as to hide his sadness from the other gods. They all looked at his now empty throne in sadness before returning their eyes to Jeremiah. It was Hera that spoke next. "When shall we go and collect this child?" She would never admit it but she was almost looking forward to having a baby on Olympus, she longed for motherhood again and for raising a child and was going to enjoy this new chance as much as she could. Jeremiah looked at her and smiled before responding. "I shall go collect him today and bring him back later. There is two other errands I must run as well but it shall not take long and he will be here by the end of the day. Can I entrust you all to set up a room for him then?"
The gods all nodded and with that Jeremiah nodded and turned around. As he turned he winked out of existence in front of the Olympians and suddenly appeared inside a hospital. He walked up to the front desk and asked directions to the maternity ward. He walked to Sally Jackson's room, she had died only about an hour ago he knew so everything should still be in her room. He walked up to it and saw a nurse inside beginning to clean the room. "Excuse me, ma'am," he said putting on his most charming smile and a little bit of mist, "Hello, my name is Jeremiah and I am a close relative of Ms. Jackson's. Can you tell me where she is by chance?"
The nurse looked down, "I'm very sorry sir. Ms. Jackson died only an hour ago."
Jeremiah pretended to be shocked by this news. "But what of the child?" he asked, "she did give birth didn't she?"
The nurse nodded, "She did give birth and the baby will most likely go to her closest living relative."
Jeremiah nodded gravely and pretended to be very upset by all of this, "Well I would be her closest living relative, I am her cousin. What do I need to do?" And so for the next hour, Jeremiah filled out the paperwork involved with taking the child with him. Liberal use of the mist made the process a thousand times faster and easier than when normal mortals had to do it. Once that was finished he went back to Olympus to deliver the child. The council was still in session, waiting on his return with the child that was to be their savior. Poseidon had returned to his throne but his eyes were a little red, evidence of his grief. However, his eyes lit up when he saw the young boy cradled in Jeremiah's arms. He came down and moved to take the boy from Jeremiah's arms. Jeremiah acquiesced and handed over the boy to his immortal father. Poseidon returned to his throne and held the boy close to his chest. Jeremiah looked back up at the council. "This will be the last time I will be here for a few years. I will return when it is time for him to go to Camp Half-Blood. Until then I expect you to teach this boy what he will need to know and train him well. Train him in everything though, not just fighting. Make sure he is very well rounded, each of you teach him what you have to be passed on. And most importantly, treat him like family. Treat him well and he will always be loyal to you. With that I have just one more request. Hades, Zeus, and Poseidon, may I speak to you in private once this is over?"
Hades nodded his head and dissolved into shadows away from his throne to go inform Thanatos and Persephone who were watching his domain that he would be a while longer.. Zeus then spoke up "With that, I declare this meeting officially over. Poseidon, take the boy to the nursery. We shall work out people to care for him constantly tomorrow. Dismissed."
Once he said that everybody flashed out of the throne room, each going to their respective domains and duties besides Zeus and Poseidon. Poseidon to take care of his son and Zeus because as King he stayed in the throne room all day in case somebody had a problem he had to deal with. Jeremiah waited for a few minutes before Poseidon walked back into the throne room and a few more minutes before Hades appeared out of the shadows on his throne. Zeus spoke first, "What is it that you wanted to talk to us about?"
Jeremiah sighed, this, he knew, was going to be the difficult part. "There is one more thing necessary to ensure beyond a doubt Perseus' absolute loyalty to Olympus. He needs a partner. Somebody to always be around him and with him while he is growing up. For this I have chosen the perfect person for this but I needed to get all of your approvals."
They all looked at him for a minute before Hades spoke up, "And who, pray tell, is this person you have chosen?"
Jeremiah sighed once more, he had done so far to many times today but it was always necessary, "Your son. Lord Hades. Nico Di Angelo."
"WHAT!?" Jeremiah grimaced at Zeus' outburst. "YOU KEPT THE BRATS ALIVE!? HOW DARE YOU! THAT BOY AND HIS SISTER ARE A DANGER TO OLYMPUS!"
Hades stared at Zeus, clearly unimpressed by this. "And how," he began in a low and dangerous voice, "How exactly is my son a danger? We know he is not the child of the prophecy, as that is Kelp Head's kid. And now you're being told by someone that has seen the threads of fate and says that he is a surefire way to guarantee the child of Prophecies loyalty and therefore our continued existence. So tell me again exactly how he is a danger."
Zeus growled but did calm down. Not only because he saw the logic but because it got through to his head that if he messed this up and didn't allow the child to live then the child of the prophecies loyalty would no longer be iron clad. Seeing Zeus quieting down enough to continue, Jeremiah pushed on. "Currently your son is in the Lotus Casino correct Hades?" Hades nodded his head in the affirmative. "Very well, and he is currently six years old physically. So in six more years I would like for you to pull him as well as his sister out of the Casino. You can decide what to do with the girl, but the boy will come and live here with Percy and train alongside him. Is this agreeable with everyone?"
Hades nodded, this was everything he had wanted, his son was getting the chance to be the right hand man of the one who would save all of Olympus, it was perfect. Poseidon also gave his consent, not only would it ensure peace on Olympus, but it would also give his son a very powerful ally in the battles to come. Zeus was the last one to agree, however reluctantly, knowing that this would ensure the survival of his Kingdom and power.
Jeremiah smiled at them "Very well. I shall be back then in six years to see him come to Olympus and then after that once more when they must go to Camp Half-Blood." With that he vanished in front of the Olympians eyes. It would be several years before they saw him again and they all had things to do to get ready for taking care of the little boy now living among them.
AN: So this is my first Percy Jackson fanfic. As I said in the top Authors Note, this will end up being a PercyxNico fic so if you are against a boyxboy relationship, don't read. You'll be fine for probably several chapters but it will happen soon. For everyone else that is still staying, I hope you like it. I suck at updating and I will never be consistent. I write more on an inspiration and desire basis not to meet a schedule. So bare with me. Other than that, I will see you all next chapter.
-MidnightFire98
