Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own F/SN or PJATO
August 18, 1993
Elmhurst Hospital Centre
8:00 pm
The fluroescent lights flickered in the waiting room of the Maternity Ward. A tall man with inky black hair and sea green sat against the wall, anxiously awaiting news.
Poseidon was worried. He felt the surge in power through his link with his as yet unborn child. Knowing its meaning he had hastened to Sally and had arrived in time in to see her water break. Without a word, he teleported to the nearest medical centre where the medical officers, upon seeing the situation, had quickly rushed her to a bed. Leaving Poseidon alone with his worried thoughts.
That was six hours ago.
Poseidon lifted his head as the clack-clack of heels approached him.
"Excuse me, Sir. Are you the man who came in with the pregnant woman about six hours ago?" the nurse asked.
"I am." He answered.
"If you could please follow me?"
Rising swiftly, he followed the nurse. His gait easily keeping up with the nurse despite his unfamiliarity with the hospital.
The nurse calmly spoke as they walked.
"You will be happy to know that birth went well and that Miss Jackson is waiting for you to arrive for the naming of the children."
Poseidon froze in place for a moment and swayed.
"Children! As in more than one?!"
The nurse looked surprised.
"Why yes. Fraternal twins, one of each gender. Didn't you know?"
Poseidon recovered himself slightly and moved more swiftly along the floor, following his sense of the sea.
"No. We were keeping it a surprise."
Shortly after they reached the ward and the Sea Lord firmly pushed open the doors and, with purpose, strode towards the woman who had taken his heart some time ago.
Upon the bed, looking disheveled but radiant, with each arm wrapped around a precious child, was the mother, Sally Jackson. Looking up she saw the Olympian and smiled, tired and happy.
"Hey." she said softly
"Hey." He replied looking at the three on the bed warmly.
A small cough turned both their attention to a doctor at the side.
"I hate to interupt but I need to make my rounds soon, so I need names for the young ones." He said, smiling ruefully.
Poseidon and Sally looked at each other, a silent conversation passing between them. In synch they spoke as they turned back to the doctor.
"Perseus and Andromeda."
Central Park
New York
February 10, 1998
A red headed woman with sea green eyes sat on a bench watching children play together in the playground with their parents watching on. Her mouthed curled into a sneer of hate and disgust as she saw two in particular, a boy with tanned skin, inky black hair and ocean green eyes and a girl of the same age with reddish brown hair and the same eyes.
"It's not very pleasent seeing evidence of a husbands wandering ways is it?" a voice said suddenly behind her, causing the woman to almost leap to her feet to stare at the owner. It was a small man with sharp features, dishevelled black hair, beady brown eyes and a sly almost oily look about him. His manner screamed untrustworthiness. Even so, the woman's eyes lit in recognition and mild dislike.
"As if you would even know the touch of a woman, Momus," the woman sneered.
"Oh! How you wound me so, oh radiant queen of the seas," cried Momus, dramatically.
The Queen growled in a low tone,
"Enough of your poisonous drivel! Do you have the formula that I requested?"
"Indeed I do Lady Amphi-ooph!" Momus started until he was rammed in the gut with the Queen's elbow.
"Don't!", she hissed, "Say my name. I have no desire to come into contact with my pathetic husband until I have sated my thirst for vengeance,"
Momus gulped.
"As you wish my lady. Still here is the potion." he said while passing a small clouded glass bottle filled with a rippling fluroescent green liquid.
The queen examined it carefully with an unholy gleam in her eyes and a vicious smile on her face.
Momus continued hurriedly, not wanting to get struck again.
"Specially made by myself, a mix of the Lethe and Memnosyne and various other ingredients. Pour this over a person and memories of that person in other beings minds will be erased. The mother will not know her own child even if they were to scream it to Olympus in her very face. The only catch that because it is a mix it is not as powerful as the pure water, as such full deities will retain their memories and half bloods and clear sighted mortals may regain their if confronted with enough evidence and enough time has passed for the potion to weaken." he smugly stated, having reagined his confidence during his explanation.
"Excellent," purred the Queen, "You have performed magnificently."
The queen reached into her green leather purse and drew out a small purple drawstring bag and negligently tossed it to the rat-like man.
"Your payment."
Momus caught it calmly and bowed floridly,
"My humble thanks to you, my lady. It was my distinct pleasure to provide you with the means to give Barnacle Beard a thousand agonies."
Turning on his heel he seemed to fade into the air, leaving only a mockery of laughter in his wake.
The queen, smiling wickedly, placed the bottle carefully in her purse and started to walk away before pausing and taking a last look at the two children, who had by this time rejoined their mother to return home.
"Soon children," she crooned eerily, "There will be an accounting for your father's insult to me and you will be footing the bill."
With those last words said, the vengeful Queen of the Seas, Daughter of Oceanus, Wife to Poseidon, Lady Amphitrite herself, strode away, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement until she too seemed to fade away, leaving only the scent of the sea before a storm erupts.
Home of Sally Jackson and Gabe Ugliano
New York
April 6, 1998
8:00pm
The night was quiet. Everyone had turned in early that night. Even Gabe was too tired to drunkenly yell at Sally that night and had instead fallen asleep on his Lay-Z-Boy chair in front of ESPN. It was indeed a rare night of peace in this household.
But not for long.
An open window in the dining room stirred in a sudden stiff breeze. In a moment Amphitrite materialised and calmly went about her personal vengeance with a song in her blackened heart and a skip in her step.
She soon reached the room that the twins shared and silently opened it.
There they were on single beds on opposites sides of the room. Her face twisted into a gloating vicious smirk she examined them one at a time, trying to choose which one to apply the potion to and which to let live with the knowledge that deep in their soul, they missing something precious them.
Looking at the girl, Amphitrite noticed that she was curled up peacefully, facing the wall. Her breathes were even and calm, her faced relaxed and happy. Anger surged in the Queen's mind. How dare she look happy. How dare she be at peace after what her father had done to his wife. Scowling, she began to stride towards the girl until her senses flared and she leapt sideways into an ungraceful roll, her head just missing being struck by a baseball bat swung hard by the now awake Perseus from behind.
Snarling in an almost feral tone, she looked at her attacker. Dressed in a New York Giants set of Pajamas, barefoot and holding a baseball bat almost as long as he was tall was Perseus Hector Jackson. The boy moved from behind where she was to between her and his sister. Amphitrite's eyes narrowed into slits as she rose slowly from the floor, her mind already choosing him as the recipient of the vials contents and the second gift.
"Who are you? What do you want?" the boy shouted. It would have woken the house had the Queen not cast a silencing and sleeping spell on the rest of the apartment as she had risen.
Not hearing an answer from the strange woman Perseus charged her with the bat raised to strike. Amphitrite dodged the swing and went to strike the boy but he had spun away with the bat and with a full 360 swing struck her in the gut. The bat cracked but the woman did not move an inch. Growling harshly, the Queen's hand struck out again, like a serpent surging at it's prey and grabbed the almost six year old boy around the throat and lifted. Choking, the boy called Percy by his mother dropped the bat and tried to pry the hand off his throat.
"Enough, you little shit!" snarled Amphitrite.
With one hand holding the boy up in the air, she ducked her head down and with her free hand rummaged in the bag on the right side of her waist.
"Where is it? Where is it?" she muttered to herself, taking her eyes off of Percy in her search.
Taking a chance, Percy reached his right hand into his shirt to grasp the necklace or rather the sword like pendant on the end, wrapped it around his around his hand and slashed out. The strike opened a gash from the top of her forehead to the top of her right cheek. Passing through her eye but not harming it.
Unfortunately.
"AAAAARGH!" She yelled in pain.
The Queen tossed the boy to the ground, knocking the breath from his body, and kicked out. Her heel struck the boys face opening up a wound that ran from above his right eyebrow, across the bridge of his nose to under his left eye. This was followed up by a firm stomp on his small chest leaving him breathless, pinned and likely a few broken ribs.
"You will pay greatly for that you foul spawned brat." she hissed venomously.
Upon finding the bottle, she unceremoniously dumped it over the weakly struggling child. Instantly a greenish silver mist seemed to flow out of his skin and gather into a ball as large as a watermelon. It pulsed once, twice and then exploded sending a shockwave of mist through the New York night.
Amphitrite seemed to relax and smile while still keeping Percy pinned down. She grinned down at Percy like a shark before a struggling fish.
"Do you know what that was, little boy?" she mocked cooed, "That was the memories of everyone you love. Your mother will not know you, your sister will not hug you, your friends will not remember you. You. Are. Nothing!"
The Queen watched in glee as the child was at first confused until the penny dropped and a mix of fear, terror, sorrow, grief, rage and finally resignation crossed his features.
And now for the final touch, she thought.
"And now I'm going to send you far, far away so they can never get them back," she continued in a babyish voice, whilst making several gestures with her left hand to create the second surprise.
A black oval opening soon appeared in the air surrounded by coruscating green lightning. Leaning down, the Bitch of the Sea grasped the child by the throat once more and held him near the portal.
"Any last words, brat?" she asked mockingly.
Percy was silent for a moment, his head hanging, until it snapped up to look at her with a face of such hardened fury that even she felt unease.
"I will find a way back. I will find a way back and hunt you and kill you for what you have done, not to me but to my family. That. Is. A. Promise!"
So saying, Percy lifted his knees to his chest and kicked out against the Queen, causing her to fall sprawling on her back but also launch him into the portal. It flared for a moment before vanishing as if it was never there.
The Queen of the Seas lay on her rump staring at where the portal had been, the boys last words ringing in her mind causing her great trepidation before she shakily dismissed it as the fanciful words of a stupid child.
"Stupid Brat," she muttered before she vanished on the breeze letting the family keep sleeping, not knowing that they were missing a cornerstone of their lives that would not reappear for long time.
If ever.
Fuyuki City
Japan
Universe 616
April 6, 1998
8:30 pm
The boy reappeared out of the portal in a different place, in a different country, in an alley, in his pajamas.
And the world was filled with fire.
He staggered onward, ignoring the cries for help he could not understand, disregarding the still burning corpses in his path, not seeing crumbling the buildings crush those who prayed for a miracle.
He staggered on.
With every step he took, he sacrificed another part of himself to keep moving, dreams, hopes, feelings...
Memories.
Until there was nothing left for him trade for another portion of life. Reaching the end of his life, he fell down, closed his eyes and waited.
He didn't know how long he waited until he started feel strangely better. He opened his eyes and saw, backlit by a golden glow, a man crying tears with eyes full of some sort of desperate happiness. Still tired, the boy now without even a name for himself, closed his eyes again. His final thoughts before he drifted to an exhausted sleep were...
I wish I could be that happy.
Well folks, how do like this idea for a story? I am a big fan of PJ F:SN and Campione! and it is my first time at writing. So I thought what the heck. Have a go. The campione bits will be few and probably limited to only a few titles (nudge nudge wink wink). Also the F:SN will be heavily AU and take ideas from a few different F:SN stories. Percy is now shirou and certain powers will increase and decrease so expect a few curve balls. FSN will be shown in flashbacks rather than in big lead ups. Andromeda is percy in PJ so some changes will be made there. (like some damn good characters not dying). Please review kindly. Flamers will be ignored. Cheers
kujikiri21
