So this is a new story I'm writing just because I feel like it. Reviews would be appreciated.
Disclaimer – I don't own PJO and HoO
Percy's POV
Gaea had overcame us. She managed to bring Kronos back, but instead of Luke being in there it was an empty shell with only the King of Titans. Suddenly his eyes flashed blue and the eyes darted around frantically.
"The knife" He gasped out before hunching over in pain. I didn't have the knife but I tossed Riptide without thinking.
Suddenly he lashed out pushing me down stunning me.
"Stupid Demigod, Falling for such a helpless trick. This is your end Jackson." I lost. I hear Annabeth gasp besides me as the end of the world approached. The other 5 come up in one final attempt but was flung off of the mountain in a pulse of power.
"Argg" Kronos bent over obviously in pain, why was he still acting. He eyes locked with me as they flickered blue and gold. Was Luke in there?
"Don't mess up this time." He said, some in his voice and others in Luke's. He released a scream and the last I saw was Annabeth being swallowed by a light radiating from Luke.
"Annabeth…" I croaked before the light too enveloped me.
All I could do was sit in the light, thinking about what went wrong. Luke, Kronos, the Seven, Greek vs Roman. Everything I fought for lost. The scene of Annabeth being taken played over and over in my head. I should've saved her, I didn't have to give the sword. I felt as if I didn't need the Seven, we were meant to stick together.
I suddenly felt a tingling start in my toes and fingers. It moved up and I braced myself for what twisted thing Kronos had put me into, or was it Luke.
I sat up as something whizzed past my head, whistling in my ear. I immediately shot forward, surprised by my lightness before something caught. The light slowly dimmed away as I saw a familiar Rasta Hat laid on top of some kid.
In front of me stood Nancy Bobofit, No. Luke's words replayed in my head, 'Don't mess up, Don't mess up." It suddenly all made since, this was a second chance. I turned over to who I assumed was Grover.
"Do you remember anything?" I said as a piece of sandwich nailed him in the head. He whipped out obviously not caring about it now, just me.
"About you passing out man. You suddenly slumped over." The first thing I noticed was his voice. It was nervous and crackly, obviously he hadn't joined in this trip down memory lane.
I turned over to Nancy, something told me I needed to play my part. I glared at her in as much hatred as I could before Grover held me back.
"You're on probation. One fight and you're suspended." My thoughts turned to my mom as I sat down. I remembered these days, with Smelly Gabe. This would kill her, I couldn't do this.
As the bus rolled by I thought of my first quest. The Minotaur and Annabeth. Wait, she was also consumed by the light, is there a chance she could be here too. Before I could continue on that thought the bus slowed to a stop.
We entered the museum with Chiron leading the trip and Mrs. Dodds at the back. I would have to be careful with her, without Riptide I was screwed. Chiron pulled up to a familiar stele, with Kronos eating his kids.
"What does this depict? Anyone?" He asked. I slowly raised my hand as others looked at me in surprise.
"That's uhh, Kronos" I flinched thinking of the battle. "He is eating his kids, the gods" Chiron nodded and immediately followed it up.
"And why Mr. Jackson." I debated acting dumb but hey, with a second chance I could at least seem somewhat smart.
"Kronos was the King Titan, he felt threatened by the gods, his children so he ate them. Luckily the last, Zeus, was hidden away and Kronos was given a rock instead. Zeus grew up and got Kronos to throw up the others, which resulted in a war, which the gods won. I think." I said adding the last part to make it seem more realistic for a twelve year old.
"Correct again, I suspect big things from you." He said suspiciously. His eyes shot right through me, he knew something was different. An hour in and I already blew it, great. We continued forward and eventually we landed outside for lunch.
I scanned the area around me, Nancy pickpocketing. Mrs. Dodds giving me a devil stare. The sky was exploding because of the Master Bolt, everything was the same.
Nancy strolled over with her friends lining up right next to the fountain. I smiled but was angry when she dumped her lunch on Grover.
"Opps" She smiled as rage built up. I might be mentally older but his still pisses me off. I willed the water to trip her into the air and get her wet at the same time.
She fell straight down as kids around us talked suspiciously, however I didn't listen.
Besides me Mrs. Dodds materialized and she dragged me off. Grover tried to make some excuse but I just gave him a sorry smile and turned to follow her.
I looked at her glaring from the entrance of the museum. I smiled and ran forward waiting for the big fight.
We ended up in the same Greek and Roman section as she repeated the exact same thing. (A.N – We all know what she says, I don't want to put too much unnecessary stuff in) I reached for Riptide while forming a defensive stance.
Mrs. Dodds eyes bulged as she flew straight into the blade, creating two waves of sand besides me. Suddenly no one was there.
I walked out to hear Nancy Bobofit yell over to me.
"I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped her butt." I looked over at her ashamed, hopefully this would convince her I believed in Mrs. Kerr. I then turned and walked to Chiron and handed him his pen.
"Do you remember it?" He asked obviously confused. My scent but being confused by their mist must be something he wasn't expecting.
"You expecting big things, Ya Chi- Mr Brunner. Thanks for letting me borrow your pen." He nodded and wheeled off obviously in thought.
Over the next weeks I was careful. I'd searched for a drachma multiple times in Grover's stuff, hoping for a way to contact Annabeth. I ease dropped on conversations between Grover and Chiron. All I heard was little about me and camp. The first time was the only thing different. They were both confused on how I was convinced by the Mist.
Past
"He should be stronger, his scent is overpowering." Grover complained. "I can't mess up." He groaned.
"Something is off right now, trust me, wait and see." He responded calmly.
Present
I sat on the Greyhound bus heading home. Grover sat besides me but I didn't pay much attention to him, I knew what was possibly the most important thing in the next five years was coming. He was staring at me intently, waiting for something. Luckily the bus faltered and came to a stop.
A rotton smell filled the car as we huddled off. I looked across the street at them, The Fates.
They stared back at me, they knew. One pulled out the string, Luke's, snip. Grover gasped besides me, they didn't seem intent on doing anything else. It was the same, nothing changed. Were the fates even aware of me going back in time. I sat there staring as they weaved more. So I climbed back into the bus.
"Hey kid, what are you doing? It's like a oven in there." The driver yelled out. I froze. Despite the heat chills ran up my spine. I slowly stepped back and looked at The Fates. They were laughing, almost mocking me. The slowly pulled out string after string.
A pair of scissors were passed from the oldest lady to the center. She held seven strings, my thoughts went to Frank, Hazel, Jason and all the seven. And I knew in the cluster was mine and Annabeth's. The scissors opened up and I could feel the sky on me again. I felt the Styx frying my skin. Everything I fought for could be lost.
Leo, running from foster home to foster home, dead. Frank, living with his mom unaware of the world that he is apart of. dead. Hazel, even though she was already dead she's gone again. Jason, somewhere across the country he was raising in the ranks of the legion, restoring the fifth cohort, dead. Piper, her father didn't pay attention to her, but soon he wouldn't have to, dead. Annabeth, the love of my life, my everthing, dead.
Vroom, the engine roared out. "Everyone back on!" The bus driver yelled. I took one last look at The Fates as they put the string away, but I knew the message they sent across, they were in power, I had been sent back in time but they controlled everything. I walked up with a shaken Grover and sat down.
"What was that?" I said even more chilled than the first time I saw them.
He trembled before saying "This can't happen." And with that we sped off.
I had completely ignored Gabe, knowing lashing out could end my cover. This took my everything but I knew I could last and stay calm. I was laying in a bed with the wind lashing out against the rickety cabin. A spider crawled up in front of me, forcing me to think of Annabeth.
One more night, One more night. I repeated to myself, would she even know me. I groaned, I couldn't do this alone, I never could. Without her I would be devastated. Her smile, her hair, her everything, how would I stand not being with her every moment. If she didnt know me, I knew it could risk this entire thing. What if I accidentally kissed her.
I was broken out of my thoughts by a knocking at the door. I shot up with my mom, one step closer to Annabeth.
A jaw rattling blast hit the car and I felt back in time travel. I opened my eyes half expecting Gaea or Kronos looking out at me. Only the mess of the car with Grover and my mom greeted me.
I struggled out of my seat belt and reached for Riptide. When my hand couldn't find it, I slowly realized, this again.
I unclipped from the seat and grabbed Grover. My mom stood above me beckoning me forward with a horrified look on her face. I handed him up and looked out into the storm for the Minotaur's hulking figure. He was charging forward and only my reflexes and the adrenaline I had saved me as I leaped off while grabbing Grover.
I looked back to see the figure of my mom trapped by the Minotaur's big, meaty hands. She slowly squeezed and I suddenly forgot all about me being a secret. I jumped forward summoning a hurricane below me and I saw my mom disappear in a flash of gold light, just like Annabeth. I roared forward and slammed right into him.
The deafening blow i was expecting however didn't come. The Minotaur took one step back before swatting me down. Di Immortals, of course my small twelve year old body couldn't do anything, and I bet if i get out of this I will pass out again.
The Minotaur ran back at me as a strategy shot into my head. Sometimes instincts are the best so I followed my old twelve year old self. I jumped up for the horn but was knocked back again. I thudded in the ground, my muscles tightening, I couldn't stop now. (This is a 12 year old boy, I figured Percy would react like he was 17 and could jump up and do some maneuver up to the horn. Sadly his body just isn't fit for this. However he will still be the expert sword fighter he was before, he'll compensate for being weaker with better form and technique)
I picked up my tiny body and stood next to a tree, the ran forward once more and I rolled to the side and he ran right into the tree. I jumped up on to him an pulled my self to the top of his body. I grabbed a horn and held on for dear life. The monster shook back and forth before the horn snapped right off.
I immediately grabbed it and as soon as I landed ran up and stabbed it right into its furry chest. I sighed as the storm pulled the Minotaur's dust away. I ran over to Grover and pulled his form up back to the top of the hill. Before I past the boundaries I walked to Thalia's Tree.
"I'll get you out, I swear on the River of Styx." I muttered with a thunder to bind the pledge sound above the storm. I pulled Grover forward and approached the Big House. Spots danced in my eyes as I collapsed. In front of the inhabitants.
Chiron looked down at me concerned but Annabeth was a different story, she looked disapointed, something changed. Darkness filled my eyes as I passed out.
I slowly opened my eyes for a second. Annabeth was looking right at me stroking my hand.
"Come on Seaweed Brain, after all this you can't die to the stupid Minotaur." She said before I went back to oblivion.
There it is, done. If you have any suggestions or questions you can just tell me. Thanks for Reading.