First off I would like to say that no copy write infringement is intended if I have done so please let me know and I will remove or amend the offending piece of fiction so that credit is given to were it is due.
The plot and characters will remain fairly similar to the book itself but don't write me off yet this is the first one I have written and I could use some help and ideas so…
In this story Percy is like the smart kid that gets picked on because he is a big thinker, and he's the hot guy that has a worse home life then the poorest of men. Here Percy is an inventor or at least he wants to be he takes what he sees and finds a way to make it work. But when weird things start to happen he finds that reality is a bit stranger then his imagination could ever be. This story is a figment of my imagination and the characters belong to Rick Riordan. If you read some thing in here and think it is yours please let me know so I can give you credit because I can not recognize someone if they don't tell me. Another thing later in the story ideas from other stories or genres may show up if you feel that this violates the area that it is in let me know so I can put it in the crossover section okay. Okay good now on with the show.
Also he hasn't been claimed yet in this timeline.
The hand idea and a few plot twists came from Star Wars but it will be different so bare with me. Percy Jackson and the Olympians © Rick Riordan. Star Wars © George Lucas. Lord if the Rings is © of the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. I also used some other sites to get information I wanted so I should thank Wikipedia even if it is updated by anybody.
In this story some of the swords are lightsabers others are not so there we go why you say. Because the blade in the lightsabers is like celestial bronze turned to light and so it still reacts and is stopped by solid blades. Now the sabers can be made to be so hot that they melt through solids and cauterize stumps and other injuries.
The Lightening Thief
"Percy what're you doing?"
"I am drawing Grover." I said with a cool voice.
"Oh, is it that hand you were working on in the forges?"
"Yes Grover, I am altering the design to make room for some more focusing crystals."
"Oh, well it's almost time for breakfast so I'll see you there, ok?"
"Yeah, sure Grover breakfast got it." Grover left but not before shooting me a look of pity not that I need it.
First let me introduce myself. I am Perseus Octavius Jackson you can call me Octavius I only let friends call me Percy. A little bit about me? Well I sound like Christopher Lee and for a fifteen year old I could pass for a seventeen year old. I'm six one and have rippling back muscles and all in all the body of an Olympic gymnast after all I have been in gymnastics since I was three. I could grow a beard by the time I was thirteen and yet I still have not one hair on my chest. My eyes are emerald green and I wear glasses that are of a really old style. They look like the top half of the lens has five sides and on the left and right side of the lenses it turns into a half moon. My hair is long straight as a board and black. I usually wear it in a tail. And I dress like I'm from the eighteen hundreds. I have ADHD and dyslexia but have a one hundred a fifty IQ so I guess you could call me smart. Oh and I am a Demigod.
I have been at camp since the end of April when I was expelled and me and Mom when on that trip to Montauk. The whole Grover conversation that has been happening everyday since I was put in cabin eleven, the first week at camp had been interesting they'd shuffled me from activity to activity trying to figure out whose kid I was. First they thought I was Hephaestus but that was a farce, then they thought maybe I was a son of Apollo because I could hold my hands over some one and heal their injury. And then they gave up after I beat everyone in water sports. Now mind you I am not perfect. I can't shoot an arrow to save my life and I couldn't even out run a tree. But the self defense with swords and stuff wasn't too bad I just can't find a sword that feels right so I'm not good at that either. But I can draw and make things like right now I am making a right and left arm like Anakin Skywalker's off of Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith. You would think that what with Hephaestus as the God of Forges you would find prosthesis's here to work with but no. By the way I want to be an inventor. And at camp it's possible.
A few minutes later I got up and headed to breakfast with the other twenty-five kids in Hermes cabin and ate. Afterwards I had sword practice with Luke and so I walked down to the Arena where Luke was putting his armor on. I went and found some armor that I liked; it was a perfect fit and both the metal and the leather was the color of mother-of-pearls. There was the hauberk a long chain mail shirt that reached the middle of my calves it was a little long but it flared out for more leg room, greaves and bracers with moveable joints, and a molded leather and bronze chest and back piece with shoulder shields that fit itself to my body. I found a sword that didn't feel too clumsy and walked out. Luke stared at me and I said coldly "What?" its not that I'm mean its just that after having a step-father that made you work as a gigolo and losing the only person that cared about me I was a little disdainful.
"It's nothing except that nobody but those blessed by Poseidon can wear that armor it used to be a game to see how much of it we could get on before it started to come off by itself."
"Oh, well should I take it off?"
"No keep it I doubt anyone but you could wear it anyway although the guys in Aphrodite Cabin a libel to pitch a fit because your armor looks better than theirs."
"Ummm."
Luke primed and readied his self and then he attacked. He came at me like a whirl wind and with a clang I met his sword he thrust and I parried. I started to counter attack and incorporated my gymnast moves to gain a little more range. I was disarmed repeatedly and then we would slide through the forms in slow motion so that I could memorize them. Then we would start again. On the last one on one match I launched the attack and started to press my advantage. He may have had more experience but I could move faster. So I switched to my other hand and kept going.
It went on for nearly an hour but in the end exhaustion claimed me; I succumbed to defeat. After I had caught my breath I went over to where Luke and the others were relaxing and after having talked for a little bit Luke decided to show us a disarming move using me to do it. So I poured water over my head and was instantly invigorated, and so I stepped out there.
He showed us in slow motion and then tried it in real time, I lost my blade. So we went over it again and then we started to fight. I parried, thrust, blocked, and lunged and then my strength just left me, I was beat and I knew it so I figure I would try the move. I moved my blade against his guard and twisted and it skittered across the stone floor. With a wave of his hand Luke had his sword and so we did it again it was instant he won and someone said "Fluke?"
Luke said "I don't know, I wonder what he could do with a balanced sword."
We went to lunch and I went in the forges to work on the hands and two hours, five designs, twelve finger joints, and about thirty alloy combos later I put them away for safe keeping because they were done I would just tinker with them until I was happy with them. I had made them so that the fingertip pieces and the plate that made up the palm had hundred's of microscopic detectors that determined hot, cold, wet, dry, soft, and rough. Pretty much everything that a normal nerve could except that these were about twice as sensitive than a regular arm and ten times stronger that a humans' arm and they were made of celestial bronze, titanium alloy, and black enamel plating.
That evening we were to play capture the flag the second game since I came here. I thought it was great. The hell hound and Clarisse not so much but everything else was cool. We got ready to play Hermes had allied itself with Apollo, Hephaestus, and Dionysus, and Aphrodite. Everyone else was with Athena. But I was confidant. Last time I played I had shot lightening from my hands and incased another kid in a layer of ice.
I was to lead guard against an attack for the creek, and after we claimed it I was to let no one but our own cross. So I got my armor and dressing I found a matching helmet that made me look like I had an octopus on my head because the helmet itself looked like the octopus mantle but the face guard for the cheeks had long metallic tentacles that slithered down from the mantle and attached to my face. I put it on and readied my self for battle. We marched until we reached the creek and then Luke and his guard ran across and with a grunt I raised the water of the creek into a wall chanting my voice echoing through the air "Waters of the Appalachian Mountains, listen to the great word, flow waters of the river, against the Half-Bloods!" We could hear fighting and occasionally I felt someone try to cross the creek and get thrown back but then something slammed into the back of my head and the wall of water wavered I turned and there was Annabeth and if looks could kill she would have been dead but anyhow. She put on her cap of invisibility and I started to let loose and aura of cold to surround the area. Then after I heard her teeth chatter I started to attack. We fought and when I had just about beat her she waved her hand and sent me flying into the creek which had by now started to collapse. I wrapped the water around my waist and with the water swirling around my waist like a water spout rose into the air and just as she jumped I threw a ball of water at her and sent her flying into a tree. She pulled out a whistle and blew a clear note. Out of nowhere two other Athena kids started attacking I formed the water into a ring with flagella like arms to act as a whip so that I could concentrate on one opponent. First I took out one of the new attackers I think his name was Carson, and then I took out the other her name was Maria.
Only me and Annabeth were left she created fireballs in her hands and threw them I extinguished them with a wave of water and then we started to fight. We used a whole arsenal of powers, sword moves and other maneuvers and All the while I was still trying to maintain a wall made out of exactly fifteen thousand gallons of water. Let me tell you, I was tired. Finally my team came with the flag but before they could cross they were apprehended. With a shout the Apollo kid threw me the flag I then threw it to Selena Beauregard who was on my side of the creek. With a slight swish the flag changed from grey with a barn owl to light pink with a heart and crown the symbol of true love, in other words, Aphrodite's symbol with the game over Annabeth left in a snit and Luke was slapping me on the back when Selena Beauregard tackled me and before I could blink kissed me full on the mouth. One look at Beckendorf the Hephaestus councilor and you could tell he was about to rip my head of with his bare hands. He could probably do it to. After about two minutes of kissing her she got up and said "That was for our win thanks Percy."
"Uh, your welcome?" I said. I didn't have a lot of experience with girls on a romantic level; Sex? Yeah. Lust? Yeah. Platonic and other forms of love? No. I got up and after I had cleaned myself off a little I headed back to the pavilion for the after party.
I had just taken a swig on my new favorite drink blue Barq's Old Style Root Beer when Annabeth came over to get a glass. She sneered at me, I smirked back. She scowled and after getting her glass she purposely walked into me and caused me to spill my drink all over myself. She laughed and started to walk away until I caused her glass to spew water all over her. She whirled around and said "What did you do that for!" I had just noticed that Luke had been looking at her when this had happen and he had started laughing.
"Oh, I am so sorry Ms. Chase;" I said sarcastically with a sneer "I wasn't thinking. Sorry for embarrassing you in front of your boyfriend."
"Luke is not my boyfriend!"
"I didn't say anything about Luke."
"I hate you!" she hissed. Glaring at me for all she was worth I could tell she was trying not to cry.
"The feeling is mutual. But this is what I don't get, I now why I hate you. You're a spoilt little brat that throws temper tantrums when you lose and are a hypocrite but why do you hate me?" I was truly curious because I wanted to know so I could exploit it. Her answer surprised me though.
"Spoilt is that what you think. You don't know me well enough for that. Why I hate you? Well let's see, you look at everybody as if they are going to stab you in the back the first chance they get, you get upset when we ask you what you're doing, AND you act like we are all beneath you! Have you ever stopped to consider that maybe people just want to be you friend!"
"Have you ever thought that maybe I don't want friends?" I said. The whole camp was watching now and Dionysus and Chiron were looking at each other and the storm that had been brewing over our heads for the past month nervously.
"Oh, please. Everybody wants friends, even Clarisse though she won't admit it!"
"Not everyone is like you Annabeth!" I said with a sigh.
I turned to walk away but she didn't seem through because before I could take two steps a platter smacked me in the face. She called out "Where are you going coward!" I heard the crowd give a collective gasp because even Clarisse didn't blatantly call someone a coward unless she had proof. I turned. Now my mother has Scottish ancestry and every other summer we would go to visit my maternal grandparents and while we are there we could only speak Gaelic so I have a slight brogue when I get angry and my voice echoes more like when Christopher Lee had that scene on top of Orthanc in The Lord of the Rings. So when I turned and said "Do not test me!" I was sorely reminded of that scene with Davy Jones in PotC: AWE.
"Or what?"
Without another word I shot lightening from my hands but she started to shoot lightening as well and then I just let go of mine and hers hit. It hurt it was like a thousand burning knives stabbing everywhere and I mean everywhere so I dropped to my knees and cocooned myself in water and then After gaining enough insulation from her I let loose with flying icicles but before she could be shish kabob-ed they melted and Chiron yelled "That's Enough!" Annabeth and I glared at each other and as she got ready to leave I said "Wait Annabeth."
"What?" she spat.
I looked at her and said "Look into my eyes. Tell me what you see." She looked ready to run me through but a look from Chiron and she sighed.
"Sure, whatever;" She looked and after about a minute she flinched and then looked again and said "It's cold and dark. And it seems empty."
"You want to know why?" I whispered in her ear. "It's because my step father hired me out as a gigolo during the holidays and summers. It's because my first step dad was killed in a car wreck six years ago, it's because I do not trust anyone but my mom because no one has given me a good reason. Grover came close but then he started to keep secrets from and because of my ignorance my mother the only one who cared is dead! I may want your friendship but I don't need it." She turned to leave but stopped and then she stared. I looked up at what she was staring at and above my head was a hologram of a trident.
Chiron stood and said "You are claimed."
I was looking around confusedly and Annabeth put her hand on my arm and said "Listen." So I turned to Chiron and he continued "Poseidon, Stormbringer, Earthshaker, and Father of Horses. Hail Perseus Octavius Halliwell-Jackson, Son of the Sea God!"
That next Monday I was moved to Cabin three but before I could make it my own I had to change its' look like all the other councilors do with their cabins. So putting my hand on the door I concentrated on what I wanted the cabin to look like inside and out. It turned into a giant Florida Auger shell that spiraled upward. It looked kind of like a lighthouse and was wider at the bottom than at the top with columns in front made of coral to support the balcony and a flat roof on top of the lamp room for stargazing. I walked in and it looked like a Victorian Manor inside. In the center there was a great big rug and a spiral staircase that went to the very top. The master suite was where the lamp would have been and it was mine because as camp counselor for Poseidon Cabin it was my privilege. There was a small library and there were around ten rooms each with twin bunks in it. The Library was on the second of five floors and had a small reading nook. The first floor was like a parlor area.
My room was one and a half stories with a loft at the story marker in my room to read and work there was a desk a huge overstuffed leather wing backed chair and a small door that lead to the catwalk around the top. The stair case that went to the loft continued to a hatch on the roof. In my room was a picture of my mom and a few of my favorite books, along with a wardrobe full of clothes that had been provided my father from my favorite time periods, and a huge king sized bed with green silk sheets. But admittedly I was unhappy without my cabin mates. But the upside was that I could go around naked. For the next two weeks I worked with the two hands and forearms I had built making them stronger and lighter and added an arc generator into each forearm to power it.
It was around the beginning May by now and I had been sun tanning nude on top of my cabin roof. But instead of growing darker like I had originally intended I grew paler but my flawlessly smooth skin whiter then milk seemed to attracted a lot of looks so I was pleased with it. and had taken to running around with out a shirt because I felt I was muscular enough to get by with it. For weeks I would train to get stronger and I started to enhance my flexibility by going further into my gymnastics routine.
It was mid May and I had just added a system onto my mechno-hands, each of the finger tip pads and the palm plate that worked like hundreds of little starfish feet allowing a non-slip grip when Grover came to collect me so we could go talk to Chiron. On the way there I stopped him and said "Grover are you mad at me."
He signed and said "No Percy I'm not I just wish that you and Annabeth could get along. I just know that if you did you would become the best of friends."
"I doubt it."
'I don't know Percy maybe if you let go of this grudge you have against her…"
"Grover I don't hate her I lied about that I just wanted her to confront her feelings head on and get them off her chest."
"Oh. Ohhh, that reverse pyscholigy stuff that Chiron was always pulling on us."
"Yup." We had reached the big house. It was a large modern building with no class or character and could have used a different paint color but anyway we got there and Mr. D or Dionysus if you prefer, said "Come closer and don't expect me to do the accepted thing and kowtow to you, mortal, even if barnacle brains is your dad." The thunder rumbled. "Blah, blah, blah." For the past week since my fight with Annabeth the storm had been building the ocean which we could walk to in about thirty minutes had thirty foot waves and the clouds looked like boiling ink. We walked over and with a snap of my fingers two chairs from my cabin appeared and me and Grover sat with Chiron, Mr. D, and an invisible player although I already new who it was. We started to play and Grover because he was nervous started to eat Mr. D's diet coke cans.
We were dealt in and Chiron spoke first saying "How do you like your new cabin Percy?"
"It's cool," I said "but I figure being a child of the big three tends to be over pampered like that so I'll get used to it."
Mr. D said "I say we make the atomic particles of his molecular structure to erupt in flames we sweep up the ash and be done with this nonsense."
I glared while Chiron said "Mr. D you know the Sea King would have your immortal guts for garters. Besides spontaneous combustion is a form of harm." I grimaced at the thought.
"He wouldn't feel a thing. Nevertheless I have agreed to restrain myself I'm thinking of turning you into a dolphin instead send you to your father as a gag gift." I rolled my eyes.
"Mr. D-" Chiron warned
"Very well," Mr. D said "There is one other choice but I recommend against it unless you're suicidal." He stood and where a fat balding middle aged drunk was before a young surfer dude with slicked back black hair and wearing a tiger strip suit appeared. He reached into his pockets and pulling out a signet ring put it on and with a snap he turned into purple mist and with a smell like fresh raisins he was gone. I turned to Chiron and said "Is this about whatever Zeus and my dad are fighting over?"
"How do you know of this?"
"I've had these dreams and-"
"See," said Grover "this is his quest!"
"Hush Satyr, as you were saying Percy?" said Chiron
"In these dreams I see either them fighting in human form or as their sacred animal and every time I try to stop them a force from underground stops me and drags me down to a chasm. In the last one the force spoke with a cold high pitched voice like wind whistling threw the branches I heard the voice underground and it said 'Come down young hero, come down!'
The ground splits and I fall and I keep falling until I reach the center of the earth and then in front of a dark chasm the voice said 'Pledge your self to me join me! I have the power to save the one you love! You must choose.'
Another voice this one light and melodic said 'I pledge myself to your service just help me save her I can't live any longer with out her.'
The first voice said 'Very well now fulfill the first task I set you and return to me.'
'Yes Master' For an indeterminable amount of time I waited and then the second voice returned it said 'What have I done!'
'You're fulfilling your destiny. Bring down the gods destroy the west and revive the Golden Age! As for you my apprentice I shall give you more powers but make sure the weapons get to me!'
'Yes my Lord.'
The second voice left and the first one said to me 'Help me rise and save your mother,' I saw her in the same golden light that covered her that night she died her eyes were empty looking and she kept saying 'help me Percy, please!' But all I could do was stand there. Then her eyes widen and she says 'Flee, run Percy run and don't look ba-'. And then she was gone and the force started pulling me to the edge and I knew that if I fell I would fall forever. I grab a rock and started pulling away. With a howl of rage the thing in the pit let go and I returned to the surface but I had the feeling that it wasn't trying to pull me in. It was using me as leverage to get out.
Chiron had a calculated and worried look on his face like when he was trying to figure out a way to help you get the right answer in Latin with out giving it away entirely. He sat there for a few minutes and then said "So what id you think of the hell hound?"
"It scared me but I'll get used to it. What's the other option?"
"You will meet worse, much, much worse before you're done."
"What is the other option? And what do you mean by worse? Where would I see worse?"
"On your quest of course, that is, if you except."
"Well seeing as you haven't told me what it is yet…" About that time a scream rang through the valley. Chiron jumped up sending the pinochle table flying while the invisible person, Grover, and I tried to run out the door to see what was going on. We should have stayed put.
What we found was disgusting and disturbing, the youngest boy and the youngest girl from every cabin had been tied to a stake around the camp fire and stabbed; repeatedly. Grover lost it and threw up and with a heart wrenching scream Annabeth (the invisible person) took off and gathered her brother and sister in her arms. While others mourned I felt a cold fury. Someone a traitor was attacking us where we were to be safe.
After closing the eyes of Annabeth's siblings I stood and said "We were attacked where we should be safe. Our haven is in a storm and we must defend it. On behalf of my cabin I express my condolences and I as you brother in arms shall be happy to take care of preparations, if the other councilors would join me please."
After everyone of the councilors Luke for Hermes, Beckendorf for Hephaestus, Selena for Aphrodite, Clarisse for Ares, a boy named Markus for Apollo, Leon for Dionysus, Linux for Demeter, and Annabeth for Athena. After they had gathered I said "I know none of you well accept my charity but I would like to provide the materials for their shrouds and if there is anything else please let me know." With a nod they all left except Annabeth. I waited for her to speak and final she said "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why are you being so nice? Why do you care? Especially with mine and Clarisse's cabins."
"Because Annabeth I know what it is to feel pain, and loss. I just want to help."
"But why?" she said tearfully.
While I was thinking 'Don't cry, don't cry, please don't cry! Holy Hera please don't let her cry!' I said "Because that is what a friend does Annabeth. No, no please don't cry!"
Hera didn't answer my prayer because she threw herself at me and started crying and babbling about how she was so mean; and she should have been more understanding; and blah, blah, blah. I snapped my fingers and my chair appeared. I sat down and shifted Annabeth in my arms so that she would be more comfortable. For the next hour I held her until she finally fell asleep from exhaustion. I tried to take her to Athena's cabin but I couldn't get passed the door so I took her into mine and laid her down on the suede chaise lounge in the library. I walked out to let Chiron know that she was safe and that she was in my cabin. For the rest of the day I prepared the letters of the parents of the kids that died, and then I after all that I got the two hands I had been working on and setting at the table in the library I tinkered until Annabeth woke up.
When she stirred I set down the hands and walked over to her. She looked at me for a minute and then smiled. She had a really beautiful smile and I smiled back. She looked around and said "Where am I?"
"You're in my cabin. You fell asleep and I couldn't go into your cabin so I brought you to my library."
She looked around again and seeing the hands walked over and after looking at me picked one up. She looked at them critically and then she said "These are good, strong;" she tried to bend it "well built," she hit the table with it "but the real question is, do the work?"
"Won't know until someone loses an arm."
She set it down and looking at me said "We really shouldn't be talking."
"Why?"
"Our parents are feuding have been for the past three thousand years."
"Oh right, the whole Medusa thing. Annabeth we can't let our parents dictate our actions because if we do then we give up the one thing we have left."
"Oh and what's that?"
"Our free will," she looked at me like I had lost my mind I said quickly "we have the right to deny them. It may not be wise but we still have that right. And we don't have to be best friends just close friends, confidants."
"Sure why not." She shook my hand and made it official. It was midnight so we just stayed up talking until she got tired again at about three so we went to bed. I put her up in one of the nicer rooms taking one of the bunks out of it and taking her hand had her concentrate on what she wanted the room to look like. I left so she could get ready for bed and went and crawled into mine. About two days passed during which the shrouds were prepared and Annabeth and I took turns comforting one another. I went to bed that night in my spandex shorts when I heard a nock on the door front door. I got up and there was Annabeth in a midriff shirt and what looked like a pair of boy shorts. I swallowed and abs, eh, asked "What?"
"I keep seeing their faces." I noticed that she was staring at my crotch I wasn't forced to be a gigolo for nothing. And so I invited her in and crawled in the bed scooting over and making room for her. She slid in and buried her face in my chest. I held her for a while until I fell asleep.
I woke the next morning with a face full of blond hair and a heavy weight on my chest. I shifted a bit before realizing that some how during the night Annabeth had moved to were she was straddling me with her crotch on top of mine and to top it off I had a hard on. And then I felt it, she had started grinding against my member and it was wet. Then Annabeth moaned and so I started to move in sync with her grind she started to moan louder. She lifted her self up on her hands and arched her back thrusting her chest into my face, her breasts weren't exactly small she was really well developed for a sixteen year old. I didn't ever remember seeing her breasts this big because both of them were roughly the size of a basketball and was firm enough that it didn't sag in fact they were very perky. You would think that her back would be killing her but they were like anti-gravity breasts. Then I notice that she didn't have tan lines either her inter body was a golden honey color and her nipples were hard as pebbles.
I lightly kissed and caressed her nipples areola causing her skin to goose flesh and then I kissed along her breasts and stomach. Then I moved to her neck I had never realized how long and graceful it was before and the more I kissed the louder she moaned. I started to suckle her earlobe and moved down to the hollow of her throat. Then I moved to her breasts suckling, licking, kissing and softly biting which caused her to cry out. I would then lick and tongue her until the small pains passed. I did this until I reached her nipples again. Then I started to caress her sides and massage her butt. I kept going and suddenly she started moaning even louder until I felt that tell, tell stiffing in her legs she cried out in orgasm and gushed her cum all over my front covering my chest and belly. As she settled back down I thought 'How did she sleep through that?' and then I fell back asleep. I woke up again sticky with her drying cum when I felt her stir and then gasp when she realized what she did.
Well you can't stay asleep when someone knees you in the crotch. She was scrambling to get out and in doing so tried to end the Jackson line. She kneed me I groaned and at the same time grabbed her wrist so that we could talk it out. She stopped short and looked at me wild eyed while I recovered.
After about four minutes I finally could breathe and said "Leaving so soon?"
"I am so sorry I didn't realize-"
"It's alright Annabeth I was partly responsible for that."
"So those kisses were real!"
"Yes, now please don't let this come between our fledgling friendship." She looked doubtful and I said "Look this won't happen again unless one we start dating or two you need some help getting off." She still didn't look convinced so I pulled my least used but most effective face. I pouted my bottom lip making it quiver and gave her the big green eye look. She twitch, then quivered. I knew I had her when she snickered.
"Fine Seaweed Brain."
"Thank you oh, Wise One." I said with a mock bow. She started laughing out right and I lead her back to her room to get her stuff and then showed her her shower. I went back to my room showered washing the sweat and her cum off, shaved and alleviated my hard on. I slapped my hair back in a tail and got ready to put on my favorite set of clothes.
Before I got dressed I looked at my body in the mirror, my muscular definition was more pronounced. My pectoral muscles were the size of serving platters and they jutted out three inches thick, I had eight pack abs stood in relief from the rest of my flat and toned stomach and the muscles in my lower belly and groin were so clearly defined it was impossible not to stare. My back and thighs rippled with toned muscle, and my biceps and triceps were enormous. The bubble butt was tight and firm, all was well in that department. I noticed my arms and legs were longer, my shoulders were a little broader making my build more like a rapier. At least my arms, legs, and torso were proportional. My hands had grown twice as large as I remembered. Both longer and wider, and my fingers had nearly tripled in length making my hands look like giant spiders which were corded with muscle. My neck was a little longer than average.
I looked at my face it had lengthened and grew just a little wider; my lips were fuller and wider. They had a perpetually pouty appearance, the nose was longer and my nostrils flared out to create a tiger-ish affect, my cheekbones were prominent and shadows dripped off them. My forehead was long and wide, and my eyebrows were no longer a tangled mess they were for lack of a better term elegant in their shape and curvature. But the most startling change was my eyes; their resilience and intensity remained but it was as if I was looking through my reflection, looking through my mask to my innermost core. Seeing myself for what I really was rather than what I appeared to be. Their coloring was still a dark emerald green. But now there were flecks of silver, gold, ruby, sapphire, onyx, topaz, amethyst and several other types of precious and semi-precious gems and metals glittered in my eyes. Over the iris was an illusion of mother of pearl flames.
I got dressed deciding to wear a white shirt with a silver clasp that held a collar with three pleats on either side; it was set with a black cat's eye. Black slacks, silken socks, and shined black shoes. Over the shirt was a deep blue vest with sea green trim and gold buttons, a silver colored belt, a wine red waist coat, and an emerald coat that had gold trim and silver buttons that went down to my ankles and was sleeveless. I also had on a cloak that seemed to be made of every color and every hue of that color. I changed my hair which was waist length by now. I put it back into a top knot the braids from the three braids from each temple were inter woven with the top knot. I put a sapphire hair clasp in to hold the braids against my top knot. Some gleaming bronze brooches appeared and pinned the cloak at my throat. I got out the signet ring that bore my fathers symbol and slipped it on. It was gold with a giant square-ish starburst emerald set in it. The band was carved with bas-relief roses enameled to look like ivory white roses with the tips of the petals as red as rubies. The stems of the roses were green fading into gold as they lost definition and blended back into the band. The green was so true that it made the roses looked real the gold back ground still visible. Set around each side of the gem were six small stones shaped like miniscule spheres.
I walked out and then went to find Annabeth and Grover. They were both at the pavilion preparing to have breakfast when I invited them over to my table. Grover picked up his stuff and Annabeth changed direction and headed for my table while I gathered my stuff.
Grover was wearing a black robe for mourning and then I noticed that his horns had grown, a lot. I said "Grover when did your horns get so big."
"Oh they started growing after you gave me the Minotaur horn and I accidentally ate it."
"Oh" I said as I looked at Annabeth. She was wearing an ankle length two part dress of a rich blue color and the cut was a tear drop shaped one so as to showcasing her breasts. Annabeth's breasts were nearly the size of a basketball and were a rich honey color like the rest of her skin complexion. She was wearing a support for her breasts and to give her cleavage. The top was backless revealing a large expanse of skin on her back. She also had a naval ring in that had a ruby in it. The ruby had a small flaw that captured the light and made it look like a pool of blood. She was wearing a matching necklace and earrings. And she looked gorgeous so I told her so. She blushed and said "You don't look so bad yourself Percy."
"Thank you, you are to kind." I said tilting my head towards her.
"Stop it Percy you're making me blush." She said laughing. Her eyes sparkled and then she saw the shrouds and the laughter died and with it the sparkle. The shrouds had been made of the finest silk and to follow the old ways I put a golden drachma in each of their mouths for safe passage over the Styx.
The campers were gathered around the funeral pyres so that they might wish blessings in the deceased. We lit them and as the corpses burned each of the councilors would walk up on a platform and say a blessing. But a few cursed the perpetrator and some promised to avenge the dead.
Clarisse had taken the stage and said "We mourn the loss of our siblings but for Ares we promise vengeance on this –beep– and know this. When we find you, you will pay tenfold for what you did."
Annabeth walked up and after fidgeting for a minute she said "For those lost we wish peace thy souls. For the one who caused this loss, may you be in pain until your own corpse is cold.
When it came time for my turn I said "Permissum inhumanitas , cruciatus quod malum mores Insisto es latrocinium per totus suus dies. Take torqueo es partum Verto en him la inhumanus fortuna! And this feeling that we share it is right it should be so; Man was made for joy and woe; for joy and woe are intertwining, and even though we are lost in grief and pining, there still runs a shimmering joy a silver lining." I stepped down and had anyone paid attention they would have seen Luke run for his cabin room.
When he got there Luke started to scream in pain because he could now feel every stab wound he inflicted and he felt consumed by grief. Quickly he called on the powers Kronos had given him and then said "Free this half-blood release this gift let my pain be cast adrift" after completing the spell he walked back out with a bag of herbs and threw them over the fires claiming it was "…so that the gods would give safe passage."
After two more days Annabeth, Grover, Chiron and myself reconvened our meeting and when we had all got settled I said "Zeus and my dad their fighting?"
"Yes."
"It's something valuable isn't it?"
"Yes, its' Zeus's Master Bolt the symbol of his power," said Chiron "and the first part of your quest is to retrieve it. The second part will be revealed when you return."
"What exactly are we talking about here?"
Annabeth spoke up and said "Seaweed Brain, come on, it's a lightening bolt. To be more exact it's a two foot long cylinder of high-grade celestial bronze capped on both ends with god level explosives!"
"Oh."
"Zeus's master bolt is the mold for all lightening bolts. It sheared the top of Mount Etna and threw Kronos off his throne. It packs such a large punch that it makes mortal hydrogen bombs look like snap dragon firecrackers."
"And it's missing?" I said.
"Stolen, to be more precise."
"By who?"
"By whom," said Chiron "and it was supposedly by you."
"WHAT?"
"Or at least that is what Zeus thinks. At the winter solstice during the last council your father and Zeus had the usual argument: 'Mother Rhea always liked you best!', 'Well at least you didn't have to spend five centuries in dad's small intestine!' etcetera. Well about half way through the meeting Zeus realized it was missing and accused your dad. Well naturally he denied it citing the cosmic law saying that a god cannot usurp another god's symbol of power. He should have stopped there but continued to say 'at least not directly'. Well you can imagine how that went over. Zeus kicked Poseidon of Olympus created that tsunami that hit India last December. So they have been at odds since then. Zeus gave you dad an ultimatum after he claimed you. Have the master bolt back by the solstice and apologize or it means war. But your dad doesn't have it and his pride won't let him apologize so…"
"So my dad needs me?"
"Yes with out you he will enter a war that he doesn't want."
I hate to say it but my chest puffed up and I smiled and said "When do we start?"
Grover said "First you have to talk to the Oracle."
"Okay." I mean what's so hard about that?
Chiron said "Go to the attic and ask the oracle what your destiny is."
I walked up three flights of stairs and came to a dead end with what looked like a carving set in the solid wood of the wall. I splayed my hands out on the carving and started to poke and prod away until I pushed on the center of a flower and the wall panel to the left slid open. I walked through the opening into a huge dusty room filled with old rusted bits of armor, bent swords, broken spears and hundreds of trophies from past quests. There was a Hydra head with a label that read: Woodstock '67, I looked around and saw the most grotesque item up there. She would have been beautiful. Had long dark hair, nice complexion, decent body; she was wearing a leather strap to hold her hair back and she had on a tie-dye sundress. The only problem was she was a mummy.
I stared for about a minute and then it stirred. It looked around and then out of her mouth this green looking fog like pea soup in cloud form spilt out and a sibilant hiss was heard and a voice said "I am the spirit of Delphi, speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus Apollo. Come forward seeker and ask."
I blinked and then said "What is my destiny?" The fog shifted and took on a familiar form. I had gotten into the Star Wars movies so when Darth Sidious stood and faced me I wasn't really surprised. Darth Sidious spoke and said "You shall go west and face the god who has turned, you shall find what was stolen, and see it safely returned. You shall be betrayed by one you call friend. And fail to save what matters most in the end!" Then he drew his saber and said "But take heed, for I add a word of caution to this life: everything comes with a price, whether it be it loss of sense, pain, or sacrifice."
I walked out and stood in front of Chiron. He looked at me and said "Well, what did it say?" I stood there for a moment getting my bearings and then I started to recite it minus the part about a traitor friend, failing to save mom, and the word of caution but I stopped.
They stared for a few seconds and I said "That didn't come out right so I had Grover do the whole scene where Saruman is on the top of Orthanc and then I repeated it and it must have sounded pretty good because nobody moved for a minute and then Chiron said "Was there anything else?"
"No Chiron there's nothing else." I said but I had the feeling he knew I was holding out. For the next three hours we deliberated the meaning of the prophecy. The first part we figured we had to go to the Underworld and confront Hades because if war went on and Hades grew strong enough he could rise and take over. The second line was obvious but the third and fourth lines made no sense. So there was a spy. Who was it?
Finally we got down to brass tacks and I said "So when do we leave and what can we take with us?"
"You can take only what you can carry along with the easiest to pack parts of your armor." When Grover and Annabeth left I said "Chiron why me what did I do to deserve this?"
"Oh Percy it was nothing you did. Sixty years ago your father and his brothers swore to have no more hero children because they were just to powerful about fourteen years ago Zeus broke the oath and his daughter Thalia was doomed. She, two other half-bloods, and their satyr made it to the hill over there," Chiron pointed to the pine tree that I had stood by when my mom was killed "they got that far and Thalia sacrificed herself so that the others might live. Her father took pity and turned her into that pine tree. And now you are the son of Poseidon and Hades will try his damnedest to kill you don't give him that chance." I thought 'Oh great another major god wants me dead!' but I said "Why am I going on this quest surely there are other more capable campers…"
"Percy the reason you were chosen is because your father needs you not some other hero but you. he has his hands tied if he apologizes then he appears weak if he doesn't he starts a war that he doesn't want. He is counting on you to succeed and prove his innocence."
I left going to my cabin there I changed into some swim trunks and took a dip in the lake. After I had worked out my frustration by working my powers to the max trying to make them a little more on the finer tuned end of the scale, I went and showered redressed in a white shirt with a silver clasp that held a collar with three pleats on either side; it was set with a black cat's eye. Black slacks, silken socks, and shined black shoes. Over the shirt was a silver vest with sea green trim and gold buttons, a red leather belt, and my emerald coat.
I walked to the amphitheater where the campers were throwing a party in remembrance of the dead campers. I danced with Selena; I reluctantly danced with Clarisse who for a big girl could move rather gracefully, and a couple of other girls. I sat down after a while with a glass of punch and looking around said to Grover who had joined me with a girl from Athena's Cabin "Where is Annabeth, she would be having fun."
The girl spoke up and said "She's not here she never comes to these things.'
"Why?"
"Bad experience with one of her dates. She hasn't come to one of these things in over three years."
"Well to bad if I can come and mingle so can she!" With that proclamation I headed towards Athena cabin.
I knocked on the door and she answered. She was wearing sweatpants, a midriff shirt and fuzzy slippers and when she saw me she squeaked.
"Can I come in Annabeth?"
"Uh, sure come on." She grabbed my arm and took me to the room in back. On the rear wall was a life sized map of the U.S. and the table was covered in blue prints. She sat and looked at me and I said "You weren't there so I thought I would come and collect you."
"I don't want to go."
She had a sour expression and I looked at her and asked "You want to talk about it?"
"No."
"Aw, come on Annabeth what happened to the fearless daughter of the war goddess? You're not afraid of anything!"
"I don't want to go to the dance Percy!"
"Alright we won't go but you will have to dance with me here because I'm not leaving with out one."
"Fine!" she stood up and I took her hand in mine and placed the other on her waist she just stood there and looked at me quizzically. I said "Do you know how to dance?"
"Uh, no I never learned."
So I showed he were to place her hands and taught her the steps. We started slow and picked up speed. I taught her the two step, waltz, and the salsa. She taught me a few moves as well.
We had fun laughed and talked and over all enjoyed our selves. When midnight rolled around we went to bed. We still had to pack and tomorrow we left on our quest.
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Aequora of Appalachian Mons montis, audio valde vox , flow aequora of creek , obviam Dimidium – Cruoris
Waters of the Appalachian Mountains, listen to the great word, flow waters of the creek, against the Half-Bloods
Permissum inhumanitas , cruciatus quod malum mores Insisto is latrocinium per totus suus dies. Take torqueo is partum Verto in him a inhumanus fortuna!
Let cruelty, torture and evil ways follow this villain through all his days.
Take the torment he creates to turn on him a crueler fate!
