NO ONE'S POV (Olympus)
The gods all sat in their respected thrones, Hades and Persephone standing by the side. If some mortal had looked upon this scene, it would look like mountains come to life.
"Tell us why you have gathered us, Hecate." Hades growled, his dark eyes flashed under the light of a nearby torch as he stood off to the side but still near his brothers. The third brother seemed angered to have to leave the Underworld.
"Peace, brother." Zeus's loud voice boomed. His fists tightened by his side as he motioned to Hecate, "Please continue."
The magic goddess took a deep breath, feeling slightly intimidated by being surrounded by so many more powerful gods and goddesses, "I have hidden something from all of you. I have a hidden world called Alegaisia, the home of the Dragon Riders. Alegaisia is having a power struggle right now and is in the midst of a war. I am asking for the gods to send a demigod to Alegaisia to help finish the war." Hecate almost begged. The once powerful goddess looked slightly scared, her once glowing aura now held a faint dim of lightness.
Zeus almost felt pity towards the goddess and reluctantly agreed on the condition that he gets to pick the demigod and the demigod has one power granted from each god or goddess to ensure they spread the word of the Olympians and lives. Zeus had a secret motive towards helping Hecate, but he managed to remain neutral as the magic goddess let out a sigh of relief.
Hecate nodded and so the quest began.
JESSAMINE 'S POV (Camp Half-Blood)
I laughed as I was walking with my best friend Percy talking about the coming up Capture the Flag game and then a bright god-like light enveloped me and I opened my eyes to see that I was before the gods. The normal twelve sat in their respective thrones as Hades, Persephone and Hecate stood by the sides, all of them radiating power and intimidation.
I quickly fell to my knee, bowing, "Father! My Lords, my Ladies."
"Rise, Jessamine, Daughter of Zeus." Hera stated coldly. Her beaded eyes scanning my body as I slowly rose from my crouched position. I knew I was summoned for some mission as my hand instinctively fell to my sword that was strapped to my side. Hera narrowed her eyes at my confidence and how comfortable I was around the rest of the Olympians. She never liked me. So of course my feelings were mutual towards the wicked step mother.
I stood slowly, meeting the gaze of my father, my emerald green eyes connecting with his, "Why do you require my presence?" I asked him, making sure my question was directed so I was not talking with Hera.
"You are needed for a mission, but it will take you far from home shall you chose to accept. You will be journeying to a land far from here to help during a war." Father said as he began to scratch his beard.
"I accept." I replied without thinking.
"You will be granted a gift from each god and goddess you see in here to ensure your safe arrival home after words. Once you are there, we cannot help you." Zeus's eyes bore into mine and I was once again reminded that I had a different relationship with my father than most demigods. You see, most god's love their children but Zeus was extremely protective over me, and always made sure I was more powerful than my opponents. He was the storybook overprotective father, a role he played well seeing how my life was dedicated to killing deadly monsters.
I nodded and watched as the first god moved before me, Poseidon. "Jessamine Celeste, I grant you with power over water, equal to that of my son, Perseus's." he placed a hand on my shoulder and I felt the power transfer from the god to myself.
I nodded my thanks.
The next god stepped up, Ares. "Jessamine Celeste, I grant you with endless energy in battle, equal to that of my daughter, Clarisse."
I nodded my thanks.
Apollo stepped up, "Jessamine Celeste, I grant you with the power of healing, equal to that of my own children."
Once again, I nodded my thanks.
This continued with every god and goddess, I received all knowledge of Alegaisia and the ancient language from Athena, power over the dead from Hades, the ability to charm speak from Aphrodite, power over fire from Hephaestus, power over earth from Demeter, and Hecate told me that when I arrived that she already sent a dream to one of the officers there and that she sent her gift to me there and I would get it upon my arrival. The strangest gift was that given by Artemis, who offered to turn me into a Hunter and grant me all the abilities she gives her Hunters. I accepted and instantly felt my being transform until I now stood with a silver glow and new clothing that appeared on my back.
Zeus then flashed to my side, and wrapped me in his arms, "Please stay safe." He whispered in my ear. I gave him a tight squeeze, my tanned arms tight around his large torso.
"I love you, daddy." I whispered as I was flashed to a different realm. My eyes closing by an unseen force as I was welcomed into the familiarity of Darkness once again.
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I opened my eyes to see a beautiful teenage boy, one that looked a lot like my half-brother, Jason, in front of me, "Who are you!?" he snarled, "How did you get in here?" It took everything inside me not to show him my true power, how dare he talk to a Daughter of Zeus that way? I should call down lightning and strike him dead for this disrespect. But I took a deep breath as I felt the beginnings of thunder clouds arrive above us.
"I am Jessamine Celeste, Daughter of Zeus. I have been sent here to help in the war of Alegaisia." I spoke calmly, I could tell this man was powerful based on the way he carried himself and I didn't feel like making an enemy the second I came to his land.
He seemed to ponder my words and I could feel his mind begin to push into mine. Knowing this is what they did to determine trustworthiness I allowed him access to my mind, keeping my true identity hidden. I just met him, and there was no way in Hades I was going to tell him about my powers.
He gasped at what he saw and then quickly turned to the gorgeous petite lady that stood beside him, her hand resting on her gleaming sword. "Arya, go get the egg we just found." He said.
The lady seemed puzzled by his sudden order but left regardless, her eyes never leaving my person.
After a few moments of silence, the man finally spoke again, "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Eragon Shadeslayer, Son of Brom and Rider of the dragon Saphira."
I nodded and tried to give him a smile.
I noticed the lady had returned and she held a large dark stone in her arms, the stone must not have been far away. "Jessamine, this is Arya, ambassador of the elves and princess of her race. Arya this is Jessamine, someone who I believe will turn the tide in this war." He said as he took the stone out of Arya's arms. Arya seemed hesitant to give up the stone as her eyes kept darting between me and Eragon.
"Jessamine, please place your hand on the egg." Eragon instructed, oblivious to Arya's worried expression. He led my hand onto the slimy egg. The egg was a pitch black color with silver looking veins that covered it.
Unknowingly, I found myself drawn towards the slimy egg. It's like my soul was crying out for the egg. Like my life depended on this slime covered rock. But still, for some odd reason, I found myself reaching out.
The moment my fingers touched the smooth surface the egg began to crack. Within a moment, a small black lizard came out of the egg and I was instinctively drawn towards it.
"Touch it Jessamine!" Eragon ordered. His steel blue eyes were purely focused on the rock. His gaze never wavering for even the slightest second.
I obliged and as soon as my skin brushed against its scales and I felt a searing pain in my hand, equal to that of the pain I felt when I fell off the Empire State Building, my flaming red hair blowing in the wind behind me. That was the day I learned to control the winds, yet another gift from my father.
I let out a shout of pain as I fell to one knee, gritting my teeth. I felt Eragon place a hand on my back, whispering soothing words into my ear as well as a few that I recognized as the ancient language, thank you Athena.
After a minute I was able to access the power of healing that Apollo gave me. I placed my uninjured hand on the other and watched as it glowed a golden aura; much like that which Apollo's kids give off.
Eragon gave me a look of terror as I used 'magic' without their precious ancient language. I quickly realized my mistake and began to mutter words of healing in their tongue.
Once the pain had lessened, I was able to look at my hand to see a spiral pattern that faintly glowed in a silver light. I sat there, mesmerized by the sudden rush of energy I felt.
"Lady Celeste are you alright?" Eragon's voice asked as he crouched and placed a hand on my back.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I mumbled. My eyes drifted up and I saw Arya wearily watching as a large majestic blue dragon flew down from the skies and landed by another dragon, this one equally as big if not bigger. The blue dragon let out a fierce growl at the second dragon that made even the earth begin to rumble, if I didn't exist for the sole purpose of killing monsters, I would be scared for my life.