Hello there! So the other day I was lamenting the lack of Percy + Poseidon stories out there, but then I realized instead of whining to myself and anyone who had the misfortune of running into me, I should actually sit down and write something. Without further ado….
Percy ran, not caring as his thinly covered feet slapped against harsh and jagged rocks. The sky above was ridiculously blue and cheerful.
Are you happy Zeus? Are you freaking happy? For the first time in years, Percy wished he could escape his family. All of them. Sure, sometimes it was nice to see a familiar face (read: poorly-disguised- clearly-divine- face) at the post office, the mall, or riding past him on a Harley, but on the other hand he was a little sick of running into creepy cameras with Hephaestus tv logos on them, and the regular death threats and the monster half of the family got old real fast.
The monsters he probably could have gotten over. See a monster, kill it, don't have to see it again. Easy. The gods… not so much. If they had anything uncomfortable, dangerous, or downright embarrassing to do, you know who they'd call. They never left him alone, darned ungrateful beings! Half of them would be happy enough if he were dead, it didn't matter how many times he proved himself. More than anything, Percy was sick of proving himself. So he went where most of them wouldn't dare step foot.
The jump off of such a high coastal cliff might have injured a normal mortal, but the ocean always protected Percy. The boy allowed himself to sink deeper, until Zeus' still blue sky was replaced with Poseidon's green and dark gray waters swirling, colliding and always shifting.
Percy felt some of the tension leave his back as his fingers reached out to touch the salty liquid and his hair floated off his forehead.
I don't want to do this anymore. No more quests. Or prophecies. I just can't.
Poseidon didn't want to reply to the message. He considered sending a starfish, or perhaps a few more sand dollars as a signal to Percy that he had heard, but didn't agree. No human money though, no need for Sally to know he was resorting to bribes….
I can't. I'm done.
The last word was said with such finality that Poseidon sat up in shock. The boy was serious.
You can't be done, Percy. That's not how this works. Poseidon winced. So much for subtlety. If Zeus discovered how directly Poseidon was communicating with the boy right now, there would be consequences in the form of lightning, juries, and overly dramatic entrances.
I don't care how this works. "This" is driving me crazy! I don't want to do this anymore.
Percy, you can't stop being a demigod. You were born a hero.
I don't want any more quests, quests suck! Has anyone ever told you that? The food's gross, there's never any bathrooms, my friends are falling down left and right-
Percy broke off his prayer as he held back a sob, hoping his father couldn't actually hear him, or worse, see him.
Just… no more. I'm done.
Poseidon gripped his trident and remembered what he had told Percy the first time they met. A hero's fate was an unhappy one, and Percy in his childish innocence thought that he could leave the world of quests and sacrifice, or ( what was so much worse for Percy)accepting others' sacrifice, behind. But what Poseidon had told his son was very true; a demigod could not escape the world he was born into. The god's face twisted in regret and a sort of grief for the burden he had placed on his son.
I…. can't do that for you Percy. Poseidon swallowed thickly. But, I can give you a little break. This is just between us, you understand? You can't tell anyone.
Can't tell anyone- Wha! Percy gasped as he was tugged forward with all the power of a currant and he was so amazed by the strength and power of the water that for several minutes he didn't realize he was sitting on a giant turtle.
He dragged his fingers along the turtle's rough shell, admiring the geometric beauty in it. If he didn't know any better, he would say that the turtle puffed his chest out and raised his head higher as if to bring attention to his magnificent features.
Percy chuckled. "You're a strange turtle." He leaned a little closer, "did my dad send you?" Percy wondered why his dad thought a turtle would be a good bribe, and why Poseidon hadn't started bribing him a long time ago. The turtle's head bobbed charismatically and Percy placed his hands on the ridge of the turtle's shell.
"Do you know where we're going?" Percy asked, although the turtle seemed happy and confident enough in his watery habitat. Instead of answering, the turtle sped up.
"I'll take that as a yes."
There you have it, the first chapter! I hope you liked it, I won't pretend it was perfect by any means but I will admit there a few lines I'm fond of.
In case you were wondering, I was purposely vague about then this takes place, logically its somewhere between The Lightning Thief and the HoO series, but other than that Percy is however old you want him to be. I was thinking maybe 1 or 2 more chapters would be good… oh! I don't own anything ^_^