Okay, I think I caught all my mistakes. Thanks for pointing them out, I seriously need some help. 03/10/12.
(A/N) Okay first off, this story concept and mainly the story don't belong to me. The original story belongs to THE STRUGGLING WARRIOR and his story's name is A LEGEND'S CURSE. I have the permission from him to write this and the second he feels this story might be too close to his own I will terminate it. Sorry but it is his original idea. So thanks again to Struggling warrior for allowing me to do the fic! Also I changed Percy's origin here, to fit my story a little better.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians; I don't even own the idea for the story.
The world had changed a lot over the years…
At least that was so for Chiron. Chiron remembered the days when the only transportation there was, was a horse. He remembered the days when the only way to cure something was for a child of Apollo to give you the magic touch so to say. He remembered the days when metal was used for swords and arrows, not bullets and guns.
He remembered it all with varying emotions. Happiness at the joys of teaching; grief at the loss of so many, his wife included, not many remembered the wife of Chiron. Unfortunately Chiron did and missed her greatly; he felt joy at all the heroes he trained and how they all grew to lead prosperous lives; Theseus, Jason, Heracles, Achilles and him . . .
Chiron felt the unwanted yet always expected dread and sorrow in his heart remembering the death of each hero; the shipboard smashing against Jason's skull, Heracles's accidental living funeral pyre, Achilles getting killed by a stray arrow… Then there was the one who would have gladly taken death, the hero who was unable to get what he wanted.
Percy Jackson.
That name brought with it memories of his past with the man. No, Chiron stopped himself, not wanting to think of his greatest student yet most broken child. He did indeed view them all as his children. Each and every demigod that passed through camp half-blood was viewed as an adoption by Chiron. That was why his heart constricted when thinking of Perseus or Percy as he wanted Chiron to call him before…everything.
So when three of his students, Ms Annabeth Chase, Ms Thalia Grace and Mr Theseus Jones; all walked into the modern day 'big house' Chiron definitely began worrying. He felt the incessant twinge of pain seeing Theseus, the young son of Poseidon named in honour of the first Theseus, but that wasn't what caused Chiron to feel pained.
The boy was a carbon copy of Percy. When Chiron had first caught the glance of him he'd thought he was seeing a de-aged Percy Jackson. He was even slightly following Percy's footsteps; doing all the impossible missions and pissing off gods. His first quest for the lightning bolt had been impressive and at thirteen at that!* Then almost five months after he has to travel to the Sea of Monsters to save the camp unknowingly freeing Thalia from the tree.
Percy may never have gotten the lightning bolt, mostly because back then no one was daft enough to steal it but he did venture the sea of monsters and when asked later on his reasons the boy had answered that it would be fun. Chiron stopped with that line of thought knowing exactly where it leads; instead focusing on the current predicament.
Grover; the friend of Theseus had reported that he'd found two children that he was sure were demigods. Chiron trusted the young satyr after all he found a child of Athena; a child of Hermes who now worked against Olympus; a child of Zeus and lastly but definitely not least a son of Poseidon. If Chiron couldn't trust the satyr he could at least trust the satyr's nose.
"Sir?" Annabeth asked patience wearing thin; it seemed Chiron was more into memory lane than usual "Is everything all right?"
Chiron looked at her from his little magic wheelchair and offered a small smile "Yes child, and I have quite the suspicion as to your being here." He stated.
Theseus yawned, this was boring, it wasn't that he disliked Chiron it was more that Annabeth and Chiron seemed ready to do their usual chatter. When you're a millennia old centaur who seriously has seen everything and you put a child of Athena next to him chances were that by morning they would still be talking about the civil war or whatever.
"Come on Annabeth, Fish face is getting sleepy" Thalia said smirking, stopping Annabeth from going into detective-mode as Theo called "And we don't want him missing beauty sleep do we?" Theo ground his teeth. He didn't have a lot of tolerance for mocking but whatever he had was now on over drive. She was just a girl; his mother had thought him to never hit a woman. After the whole Gabe affair that was a promise he was more than willing to make; unless said girl attacked first...
Chiron sensing a fight coming said "Annabeth, Theseus" Theseus winced as his real name was used; it was usually Theo "Why don't you go upstairs while I have a little talk with Thalia?"
Annabeth nodded, also clearly not wanting a fight between those two. Theo was in between a rock and a hard place. On the one hand he didn't want to go upstairs to the beyond freaky zombie that was the oracle; but on the other if Thalia went he'd have to listen to Chiron drone on about some book.
"Chiron why must you spoil the fun?" The irritating wine god Dionysus interrupted there chattering as he rose from the chair he'd been snoring on "They were just about to kill each other!" Theseus ground his teeth again, this Olympian was definitely not on his best friend list and the feeling was mutual.
"Let's just get this over with…" Theo mumbled; he seriously wanted some sleep. His mother Martha had asked him to stay in camp for the school year seeing as she was about to go on a book selling tour and couldn't watch over him. This resulted in him training for four hours which damn near made him fall asleep the first time he did it; then it was time for lunch were Theo basically gulped in glasses of water, gotta love that godly ability, then another two hour session before relaxing for a while. By the end of the day which was about this time Theo was ready to fall face first for some sleep.
"Since there's not going to be a death match" Dionysus said as he turned and walked to his room to go to sleep "I'm going to bed…"
When Theo saw Dionysus round the corner he muttered the very insult he'd called his teacher a year ago now "Old sot…"
Annabeth grabbed onto his arm and basically dragged Theo up the stairs while the daughter of Zeus paled facing Chiron as he began droning on about something. Theo didn't know whether he should laugh or pity her, one thing was for sure though he pitied himself…
Ten minutes later two shaken and pale faced demigods walked down the stairs, "That never stops being freaky…" Theo muttered feeling a little more than disturbed by what he saw.
Chiron eyed both with a calm and critical eye of a teacher, "What did you see?" He asked bluntly.
They both exchanged glances not sure if talking about it was the best choice. But then Annabeth sighed, she never could keep information from her mentor, "The spirit of Delphi showed us something, something pretty disturbing…"
"Explain"
"Well…" Annabeth for once a loss for words, "Um, let's see, first there was these two pale children and then it was showed us a battle of someone going head to head with a monster."
"Do you know who any of these people are?"
Here Annabeth paused "The two pale children must be who we retrieve and the other one…" She casted a glance in Theo's direction, "he…he…he looked like Theo but…older somehow."
Chiron frowned, could it be? No, Percy was probably in a different continent or even at sea; Chiron doubted the last one though, the old son of Poseidon didn't want to be near his father. But still, Chiron had to wonder…
Shaking the thoughts away Chiron asked "What did the oracle say?"
Annabeth looked at Theo who just gave her a tell-him-already expression and a wave of the hand in Chiron's direction.
Annabeth then recited:
Three shall go to the castle on snow
there to find the children time forgot
a huntress to trust in fate's lot
a lost hero to return home . . .**
It could be talking of them both, Chiron was certain that something was going to happen, a huntress trusting in fate? A hero returning home? Children time forgot? This whole prophecy screamed fishy if you pardoned the bad pun.
Chiron had no way to help the demigods, he didn't have an idea of what was going on and so with a grim face he said "Remember children, prophecies can be seen in two ways, good luck to all three of you." With that all three departed, Theo going to sleep figuring he'd get his stuff packed in the morning; Thalia going to prepare and Annabeth pondering the prophecy.
Chiron watched them go; oh how he loathed doing this. Sending out children to fight battles most men were incapable of handling, but what choice did he have because such was the will of the gods. Chiron wheeled himself to the nearest book case and took out a book. A book made in the late eighties and would probably nowadays go for about fifty thousand dollars and began reading it in an attempt to clear his head.
History held a lot of secrets and unfortunately it didn't like sharing…
(A/N) Wow that just took me all night. Note the sarcasm. Okay, I know I have my other PJATO and HoO AU story but for two of my AR stories I've been having writers block so I've decided to start this story. To struggling warrior if you're reading this just tell me if you want it gone, I'd understand.
*: Obviously this OC of mine did Percy's quest. When he was thirteen he got back the lightning bolt five months later the sea of Monsters happen. This plays out when he's fourteen.
**: I'm probably not the best poet on earth…oh well I can live with that.
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