I Am Nero Redgrave

Heavy Devil May Cry content, not like my other betrayal stories, Based on some other betrayal stories I read. Roman!Piper (again), and again, Perciper. Don't like? Don't Read.

Chapter 1: Hello, Camp Jupiter

Percy POV

A year after the end of the Titan War...

You all may know me as Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, Savior of Olympus, etc.

But NO. That's not who I am anymore.

I am Nero Redgrave, son of Vesta, Champion of Mars and Minerva.

If you're wondering why I'm a son of Hestia and not Poseidon, well, it's a long story. But to summarize it: my half brother, Richie Grant arrived at Camp Half-Blood while being chased by a trio of dracaena. I slew the monsters while he ran to the borders. There, he just said how he was the one who killed the dracaena while I just stood there. Clarisse, Thalia, Nico, and even Grover shouted at me for not helping.

Luckily, they changed their views on Richie after he showed his colors as an overgrown jerk. I forgave them for what they did. Oh, and Thalia left the Hunters after the Titan war now that the Great Prophecy was over. She still hangs out with the Hunters, though so, that's nice. Anyway, Richie started blaming me for things I didn't even do. I lost the trust of almost all of my friends but Thalia, Nico, Grover, Rachel, Clarisse, the Stolls, Katie, Will, Jake, and Lou Ellen, the councilor of the Hecate cabin. The Hunters were not at camp too often, and obviously, they didn't like my egotistic half brother. It wasn't enough, though. I never even heard from Annabeth ever since she started rebuilding the damages at Olympus.

I was on a quest for Athena to get her permission to date her. My quest was to slay Hyperion, who escaped his tree prison. I caught him in the outskirts of Detroit. It was very difficult. I was worn out and the Titan taunted me constantly. But hey, I beat him.

Until that day went horribly, horribly wrong.

While I was walking back to Athena, who promised to meet me in an abandoned car plant, I was struggling to make it. I was about to pass out until I saw two mysterious people in front of me. One was a knight clad in gold, and another in pure darkness. I caught a glimpse of these two men before I passed out.

When I woke up, I was under the watchful eyes of Apollo and Athena. The sun god told me that my right arm changed and he can't do anything about it. When I looked at my right arm, my mind started freaking out.

My hand was glowing and my fingers became claws. I had red scaly like fingers, a glowing line ran from my arm to the tip of my now spiky elbow. Wavy marks of the change reached until somewhere above my elbow. More glowing lines slithered around until they hit my shoulder. When the lines stopped glowing, they were like random tattoos. (DMC4's Devil Bringer.)

When the wisdom goddess saw this, I only told her about the two men in armor. Regardless, she dismissed the issue of my arm and I got her permission to date Annabeth. When I got back, I saw her cheating on me for Richie. Poseidon conveniently showed up in front of me before I could demand what was going on. The sea god...F***ING DISOWNED ME BECAUSE OF MY FREAKY RIGHT ARM! Annabeth looked disgusted at me for the same reason, and Poseidon declared that Richie was Prince of Atlantis and Guardian of Camp-Half Blood, and I was a monster and a freak! Then, the idiot just straight up banished me! Even Poseidon agreed with this. What were the other gods doing, I had no idea. I just stormed out of the beach and took Riptide and supplies with me as I ran away. No one else could go against the orders of that idiot because of my...ex-father.

But hey, hope survives best at the hearth.

While I was camping in the forest, Hestia, Athena, and...Ares, flashed in. The wisdom goddess was openly pissed at Poseidon's decision to disown me just because of the change in my arm. Ares called my new arm "cool" so he decided to train me in using it. They suddenly changed their outfits into what looked like Roman outfits.

I had the shock of my life: Roman demigods exist, and there's a camp for them at the other side of USA, somewhere in San Francisco. I decided to learn about them, all while abandoning my old Greek battle style and I didn't change to Roman styles, either. Instead, I developed my own styles.

Because it was time for Percy Jackson to disappear, I changed my looks. My skin was a little paler, my hair became snowy white, and my eyes became blazing orange with gold irises. (DMC4's Nero)

I also got an arsenal change.

My new sword, Red Queen, had a handle that resembled a motorcycle's. The hilt itself was red and had a guard. There's also some extra red and gold decoration above the guard. As for the blade, it was made of Adamantine, mortal steel, and some Stygian Iron. Orange Latin words were engraved on the blade that said "RED QUEEN". Whenever I rev up the blade, like a motorcycle, the sword spews flames, allowing me to deal heavy damage. Overall, this girl is my main weapon.

I also got a gun, Blue Rose. I know I can't shoot a bow properly but, I was surprisingly good with a gun. Blue Rose is basically a double barreled revolver. I was a good shot with it. Like Red Queen, it was labeled, four times however. There were orange Latin words that said "BLUE ROSE" on both sides of the two barrels.

I got another gun that I rarely used: Coyote-A, a sawn off shotgun enchanted to fight monsters. 'Nuff said.

Lastly, I got a katana named Yamato. It had an exquisite bronze guard, and a gleaming silver blade. This was my main weapon if I wanted to mess around with my foes.

After I finished training myself, I approached Lady Vesta, who chose to adopt me now that Neptune blatantly disowned me. I even got the blessing of Mars and Minerva. In other words, I could handle Red Queen's special ability with ease, gained improved fighting ability, like switching between weapons with ease, and tactical intelligence. I was also capable of summoning food, fire, and hope for others.

And as for the arm, I embraced the change. It was extremely durable, can do feats of superhuman strength and can create a large spectral arm for movement or offense. Because of all this, Minerva called it "Devil Bringer".

And here I am, on my way to Camp Jupiter. I hid Devil Bringer in a sling. I wore a red and black coat with short tails, a blue hoodie, and a regular shirt beneath it, camouflage pants, and black cowboy boots with orange flame patterns. Red Queen was sheathed on my back, Blue Rose and Coyote-A in my coat, and Yamato on my belt. I found the entrance after jumping over the River Tiber. Minerva told me that crossing it will take away the Achilles curse. It didn't matter since my mortal point betrayed me. Yet, I felt stronger than Achilles himself. Anyway, near the entrance, there were two guards. I'm guessing they're Romans.

Third Person POV

"Halt! Identify yourself!" one of the guards spoke. She had long wavy brown hair and hazel eyes. Nero stopped walking when she spoke. Before he himself could speak, a young lady in orange flashed in between Nero and the two guards.

"Hello." she said.

"Lady Vesta." the female guard muttered as both guards drop on their knees and bowed before the goddess.

"For what reason are you here, Lady Vesta?" the other guard, clearly male, asked. Vesta went over to Nero and patted him in the shoulder while looking at the confused guards.

"You, take me to your praetors, please." she ordered the girl. Hesitantly, the two guards nodded and the female guard took them through the entrance of New Rome. They stopped at the Principia, where a scrawny blonde man with menacing eyes and an arrogant look, a bigger blonde man with striking blue eyes, and a beautiful lady with obsidian black hair and black eyes. Nero eyed the girl suspiciously.

"Lady Vesta, it's an honor to meet you." the blue eyed man greeted.

"Nice to meet you as well, Jason."

"Who is the guy with you?" the girl asked.

"This is Nero Redgrave, my adopted son, and champion of Mars and Minerva. He served Olympus ever since he was 12 until...stupid mistakes forced me to adopt him."

"Cool. And, uh...no offense, Lady Vesta but why is his right arm in a sling?" Jason asked.

"Let's just say he doesn't want to show his real powers yet. Anyway, he's a new recruit, and his experience in battle and near-death situations should be more than enough for my son to enter your ranks."

"Yes, Lady Vesta. We could use more interesting people." Jason said with a smile.

"Good. Thank you." Vesta said, and gave Nero one last hug before leaving in a column of flames.

"Well, that's settled." the girl muttered.

"I know, right, Reyna?" Jason replied. The scrawny blonde cleared his throat, calling for the attention of Jason, Reyna, and Nero.

"As augur, this recruit will be checked with Auguries, just to be careful." he said smugly.

The son of Vesta glared at him with anger in his eyes. Deep down, he wanted to shove Coyote-A up his butt and pull the trigger.

"Don't question Lady Vesta's word, Octavian." Jason scolded.

"But who knows? He-"

The augur was cut off when he got the cool silver blade of Red Queen near his throat, startling the two praetors.

"I don't need anything from you, jackass. My mother's word is done, clear?" Nero hissed coldly. Octavian nodded and went on his way. Jason approached the son of Vesta as he sheathed his sword, grumbling.

"Come on, new friend. Let's tour New Rome then we'll have your test later!" the praetor happily said.

The two toured New Rome while having a conversation.

"And about what you did to Octavian, nice one. I've always wanted to scare him like that." Jason said.

"Jason, right?" Nero asked.

"Aye, Nero. Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion."

'H...He must be Thalia's brother.' the son of Vesta thought but Jason spoke again.

"By the way, nice weapons. Anything else you got?"

"Aside from the katana and the large sword, a double barreled revolver, and a shotgun, all in my coat." Nero said, using his left hand to show Blue Rose and Coyote-A one at a time. The praetor's jaw dropped.

"And what did Lady Vesta say about you not wanting to show your right arm?" Jason asked, trying to take his mind off the guns.

"If I did show my arm, you would've been freaking out by now." Nero replied coolly. "And about your test, what's it about?"

"Simple, really. Kick ass and prove you're worthy to be in the legion." Jason explained straight to the point.

Jason and Nero approached the coliseum. Before they could approach the city, however, an armless statue started speaking.

"No weapons inside the Pomeranian Line!" it screamed.

"What?!" Nero asked, stung with confusion.

"Chill, Nero. Your weapons will be given back to you later in the coliseum." Jason explained.

The son of Vesta got his orders so he unarmed and unsheathed Red Queen, Blue Rose, Yamato, and Coyote-A. Jason and Nero crossed the borders and the son of Vesta got his weapons back upon reaching the coliseum. Reyna seemed confused by the weapons he carried. Jason made his way over to his seat beside his fellow praetor. He made an announcement to all the Romans.

"Romans! A new recruit is to join our ranks! Nero Redgrave, son of Vesta, has taken our test! He will be fighting select warriors from the fifth to first cohort until he yields. Let the test begin!"