Okay, okay, the last chapter was very short, but don't flame me for it

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Remember Poseidon talking about the Old Gods of the sea coming to war against his kingdom in the Battle of the Labyrinth. Mostly in Poseidon's point of view, this is the story of what happens. Takes place parallel to BotL for half of the time and the rest after. Spoilers, of course.

This my second fanfic— my last one, Percy Jackson and the Deadly Secret, got less than 10 reviews and is now discontinued, but you can read it anyways.

I hope no one has done something like this before! Please review! NO FLAMES!!


Chapter 1: The Distant Sound of War

The sea god awoke quickly, sitting up straight and summoning his trident to his hand. He thought he heard something. He tensed up.

He waited for the sound again, but after a few minutes of nothing except the rolling sound of the waves miles above, his bulky shoulders relaxed. The kingdom was asleep. Being a Greek god can really make one paranoid, he thought with a shake of his head.

Poseidon pulled himself to his feet with the help of his trident, which glimmered in contrast to the dark water. He could light the water, he knew, but for now he was content with letting the kingdom sleep. He glanced cautiously into a bowl that hung silently on the coral-crusted wall. He could depict an image of Percy… on Alcatraz? Whatever he was doing there, Poseidon knew that he couldn't interfere on his quest with that despicable daughter of Athena. It was obvious that he had… feelings for her—probably his only big fault.

That bowl, of course, was secret. Gods not only shouldn't have favorite heroes, but this demigod was the end product of Poseidon's "wrong doing", as he had said before. But did he really mean what he said?

Having created it, the city was nothing more than a nice touch to the god of the sea. The mortals know it as Atlantis, but it was much more than what they think. Its abstract look makes it look almost like it was taken out of a Dr. Seuss book; but it isn't like Poseidon likes the recognition. Ted Geisel was, of course, a child of Athena.

Radiantly colored coral covered everything. Shells hung above every door.

To the immediate north, you can see Poseidon's special palace where the Council met, a massive building resembling the Parthenon very much. Its towering pillars were covered in seaweed, and Poseidon's seal plated in silver had been carve into the building. This building was the centerpiece of the kingdom.

Poseidon leaned into the balcony just outside of his room. He liked this place; it was a place to think; a place to watch over the city, which seemed at ease.

But not for long.

Poseidon descended the winding staircase. Floated down, more like, then continued out the door. He always skipped breakfast and had mighty brunch- why miss the jellyfish that came out at this hour?

He looked up and had to squint because of the sun. On any normal day he'd relax at this time. Then why wasn't he relaxing?

He stiffened. There was a disturbance in the water behind him. He listened. It was the same sound that had awakened him. His trident once again shimmered silently into his hand. He gripped it tightly. The sound was getting closer. Footsteps, perhaps? Yes, that was it. Very close now…

Poseidon turned quicker than what should be possible, to see a hideous creature that looked like Phorcys. Phorcys? Nothing of his sort had wandered into Poseidon's kingdom for thousands of years. Sure, one of his children (or was it grand-children?) made Poseidon's seal, but the rest were monsters. Echidna, the Sirens… All could be traced back to Phorcys.

Whatever the thing was, it didn't stand a chance. A celestial bronze dagger was in his hand, but Poseidon stabbed his trident through its wrist, while at the same time wrapping seaweed around its crab-like legs. He twirled around and stabbed the intended murderer with such force the sea floor began to rattle slightly. Oops. So much for letting the kingdom sleep. The monster released a scream but it soon faded into its throat

That was no work at all for the god of the sea, but it still worried him. An attempted murder of a member of the Big Three? Intolerable, but the main worry was how the monster had looked so much like the old god that ruled the sea before Poseidon himself. Poseidon personally had attended to letting him know who was boss.

The monster obviously didn't act alone. The possibility of who it was wasn't exactly a happy thought. Perfect timing, he thought, today I have another meeting to attend to. Perhaps… we could talk about this eventuality of the return of the old gods. It would most obviously mean war.

A horn blew in the distance. It was, of course, announcing an attempted murder.

But to Poseidon, it sounded like the distant sound of war.


Okay, that was sort of slow, but hang in there! Next chapter will mostly be Poseidon's meeting with his Council, and a slight look into the plan of Phorcys. If you don't know who he is, google it. I had to do a lot of research myself, and predict more to come.

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--the big NOBODY