Long Ass Summary: Some might say there's no such thing as God. I am a firm believer in that. Because there was never just God, there were Gods. And how do I know that you say? Let me tell you something, I have proof. And what is this proof I speak of?
I am Perseus Jackson. The 'Jackson' part of my name is completely fake though. I am the son of Poseidon and Artemis. I am the forbidden 13th Olympian.
I was born a god.
And that's my proof.
Perseus P.O.V
I wasn't supposed to be born, in fact I was forbidden.
My mother, Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, vowed to never seek the company of a man or have any children. So much for that.
My father, God of the Seas, Poseidon, took two sacred oaths, one preventing him from having demi-god children, and one to prevent him from having any immortal children. Again, so much for that.
But I guess I have to give them some credit, it wasn't their fault I was born, it was completely out of their hands. I'll get to that in a bit.
So, you probably guessed it, I'm an immortal god, an Olympian in fact. One whose very existence is considered a crime to Zeus, King of the Sky.
You see, there was a telling from Apollo that spurred Zeus' already overlarge fear of being dethroned. And apparently it's about me. It goes like this:
Eternal Son of Wave and Moon,
Will become Olympian King after a month of June,
He shall destroy sky, time, earth, and elder sea,
Any that oppose peace shall fall to Victory,
Ruler of the heart, and conqueror of the mind,
Love's hands to be forever intertwined,
Blessed by the Universe, the Creator,
Always to be the greater,
Taker of power, and of immortal life,
Never to cause the innocent pain or strife.
And since it was a telling there were no double meanings, a telling is less vague than a prophecy, more straightforward, spoken by Apollo himself. There was no avoiding it, just postponing it. But still, Zeus tried his best to prevent it; his efforts were in vain, obviously since I was still born.
Right, how my mother and father had me, well, I was an accident. Not the 'Oh, well looks like I forgot to take my pill today. Sorry Honey!' kind of thing, it was an actual accident.
Like a serious accident. It happened when Aphrodite was heavily scheming to get my mother out of her man hating shell. She was in such a hurry to leave an Olympic meeting so she could get back to planning, when she left her scarf on her throne.
My father, being the nice, yet incredibly stupid god he is, went to retrieve it and return it to Aphrodite. Big Mistake. Aphrodite had just worn the scarf, which meant it was lathered in her finest love essence.
That love essence makes any man fall in love deeply with the first woman he sees; and her in love with him, for a time anyway. My father saw my mother first. And I don't really need to go into details about what occurred next do I? So yeah, it wasn't completely my parents' fault.
It's actually quite ironic; Aphrodite got my mother to love someone (However briefly, it still counted) without even trying, and so her hard planning went to waste. Ah, such a shame, she never plans anything.
And thus I was born. It took a total of about 5 days for Poseidon and Artemis to realize that I was the telling child, and that I was in danger of being thrown into Tartarus by Zeus.
In that time I was taught all about my world, how things worked, and how Aphrodite unknowingly set down the seeds that created me.
Although they loved me dearly, (Yes even Artemis world renowned man hater, loved a boy without even a love spell) they had to send me into the mortal world so Zeus wouldn't find out about me.
So they found a mortal named Sally Jackson, gave her fake memories of having a relationship with my father and giving birth to me, gave me a ring and a gold looking bracelet (Apparently something would happen to them when I was 12), slowed my godly physical growth, and told me the telling.
(Gods grow at an extremely fast rate, physically and mentally; I looked about 3 and held the intelligence of a 13 year old Athena child when they slowed the growth down, I still progressed mentally though.)
There was also a letter which I was not to read until I turned 12, a device that would tell me what I was god of, my symbols and what not, (Also not to be touched until I was 12) and a teary goodbye with promises of help and guidance and watchful eyes.
That was 12 years ago. I can finally read the letter, discover what I'm god of, and find out what these gifts are supposed to do.
Right now it was currently 12:05 A.M, August 18, my birthday, and I was lying in my dorm at Yancy Academy, making sure my dorm-mate, best friend, and satyr, Grover Underwood, was asleep. How do I know he's a satyr?
I can just tell. Maybe a god thing, I don't know. The evidence was there though, what with the limp, the bleat-like laugh, intense love for vegetables, and his acne and beard.
So I quietly took out the letter from under my mattress, and opened it carefully. It seemed like the river waves were getting louder and the moonlight more bright as I took out the paper. I smiled largely as I smelt a sea breeze and leather. I had missed this smell; I hadn't smelt it combined in a long time.
It was a sea-green paper with elegant silver writing written on it. I stared at it and started reading.
Dear Perseus,
My dear son, know that we love you with all our hearts. I cannot tell you in words how sorry your father and I are for putting you in the mortal world, but it must be done for your safety.
I'm going to tell you that your godly powers will not activate until you are 12, after you discover them. Right now I want you to take out the box we gave you and say "Activate."
A small spike will appear, prick your finger on it and get a drop of ichor on it. Wait 5 minutes, and then look at the bottom, not even we know what domains you control, but I bet you we're watching right now.
Don't read the rest of this letter until you've got that done. Then step into the moonlight or touch some water and tell your father and I about it, we love to hear your voice.
I quickly set the letter down and maneuvered over to my chest, and opened it. Thankfully Grover was a heavy sleeper; because the chest creaked, loudly.
I took out the box, and whispered 'activate'. Suddenly, a small blade rose out of the center of the box and I immediately put my finger over it. I took a deep breath and rammed my finger down on the spike.
A golden drop of ichor ran along the blade and seemed to sink into the metal contraption. I put the box on my bed and sat across from it, waiting patiently and glancing at the digital clock on my night stand every now and then.
Finally, 5 minutes had passed, and I took the box and placed it on my lap. The blade had sunken down as the minutes wore on, so I was able to eagerly flip it over without stabbing myself.
On the simple gray metal box's bottom, white letters had appeared in Ancient Greek. The layout was simple, which I thanked Olympus for, since I hate really complex things. I started to read it.
It read:
Lord Olympic God, Perseus
Father: Poseidon
Mother: Artemis
Major Domains: Heroes, Victory, Elements, Love, Emotions
Minor Domains: Loyalty
Greek Form: Perseus
Roman Form: Saturn (Taken from Kronos, who took Janus millennia ago)
Major Domain Powers:
Heroes:
Can pinpoint a demi-god and help them more so than other gods, Can answer large prayers, Can interfere with demi-gods quests, Can bless a demi-god so that they are stronger, faster, gain full control over their powers, and are invincible, with an Achilles spot of course. No Styx bath required. Can see hero's fates.
Victory:
Can choose the winning side of any war, Can always win, Can choose winning champion, Can crush any opponent.
Elements:
Can control the Four Elements, Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind, Can create fire out of nothing and manipulate it against a fire user, Can create water out of nothing and manipulate water into ice and control water in the body with it, Can use earth to make any metal (Besides Oceanic Glass), Can use wind to create tornadoes, storms, fly, or destroy anything in the air.
Love:
Can use Charmspeak on any given body, even Aphrodite, Casts off the same attraction aura as Aphrodite, Appears as what the seer deems as beautiful if wished, Can make one love any given thing, Naturally beautiful, Can counteract against hate, Shares domain with Aphrodite.
Emotions:
Can read anyone's emotions, With one emotion read, can read every emotion and thought the person has ever felt and thought, Can control and change emotions, With one look at a person can do all of these things, Can clear mind of all emotions and thoughts and place others there instead.
Minor Domain Powers:
Loyalty:
Can sense if someone is un-loyal, Can sense where one's loyalty lies, Can make one un-waveringly loyal to him.
Other Notable Powers:
Can absorb powers from other titans, gods, giants, etc.
Can take away immortality
Can kill immortals
Best Weapons: Sword, Trident, Bow
Sacred Animal: Pegasus
Symbols:
Black Pegasus rearing with a silver sword in the background positioned vertically.
A shield divided into 4 quarters each depicting an element.
3 masks lined up, one happy, one sad, and one angry.
A wave crashing over the moon with a crown on top.
Congratulations Lord Perseus! Your powers will kick in 30 minutes after reading this message!
To say I was shocked was an understatement. How could I possibly be god of all this? How could I possibly control such great things? But then I remembered, "Blessed by the Universe, the Creator" I was blessed by Chaos.
Wow. That's about all I could think of right now. When my brain finally got all of that to sink in, I was suddenly aware of my parents' want to know of my domains. And boy did I have a lot of them.
So I put the box back into the chest and closed it, then walked towards the small window next to my bed.
If possible the moonlight shone brighter and the waves got louder. I just smiled and shook my head, and proceeded to talk to the moon.
"Hi Mom, Hi Dad," I whispered as I nodded towards the waves and the moon, "I just did that box-test-thingy."
"Well I'm god of Heroes, Victory, Love, Elements, and Emotions. I'm also god of Loyalty. Apparently my Roman form is Saturn, and my sacred animal is a Pegasus. I have about 4 symbols and they look really cool. I can even absorb powers from other gods and kill immortals.
"I also have pretty cool power descriptions. The box said that the powers would kick in soon. I'm a little nervous, having what sounds like so much power. I wonder why Lord Chaos blessed me of all people… But I just wanted to tell you that, and what not. I'm about to read the rest of your letter now… So, love you, bye."
With that I laid down on my bed and picked up the letter. I started reading where I left off.
Good, I'm sure your father and I were very pleased to hear from you. Now I want to warn you, as your godly powers finally activate, you will get a very large headache. After you get your powers, just take a nap or go to sleep.
When you wake up, go look in the mirror, I guarantee that you will look a little different. Now about your bracelet and ring, your ring is a gift from your father. I'm going to give you the short version about it.
It's made of Oceanic Glass; it's the strongest, deadliest metal on earth. It's also the rarest; there are only two deposits on earth, one your ring, the other your father's trident. It'll find anything you need from the sea, and is connected to your mind. There seems to be an unlimited amount of it.
It's a shape-shifting metal meaning it will turn into anything you want, perfect armor, weapons, etc. Only you can use it, it will appear when you want to and can do virtually anything. Touch it and say "I accept you." And the bonding will be complete. Activate it with your thoughts. Your dad can't write about this because he will go on, and on, and on about it so now he will talk of my gift to you.
I smiled at that, I could only assume that my dad was thinking the same thing about mom's gift.
A glanced back at the paper and noticed that the next writing was in large, neat, blue print, and I knew it was my father's writing immediately.
Hello Perseus! I want to tell you first that I love you, very greatly. Also I'm here to talk about your mother's gift. Because if she did, well she would drone on and on about it. Here is the short, short version of the story.
Your bracelet is made of the King Nemean Lion's fur. It's probably the strongest armor on earth besides Oceanic Glass.
But if you will your bracelet and ring to combine into armor, let's just say Zeus could hurl his master bolt at you and there wouldn't be a scratch on you or your armor. It's connected to your mind and is activated by your thoughts.
So there you go! The short, short version! And, if I'm correct you shall be getting your headache by about now. Again, I love you and you should be heading to Camp Half Blood no later than a couple of hours after you get your powers.
That way no monsters should come to harm you. Since you will be a full blown god when you get to camp, your mother and I will both claim you.
I believe that because you were blessed by Lord Chaos, you will have immense power, and that you can take on Zeus if he chose to fight you.
But your mother and I would be there in a flash if that happened, and no one will be able to hurt you.
Also, your block will be removed when you say so, so you will appear look around 20 when it's gone.
Again I love you so very much son, so very much.
Your Father and Mother,
Poseidon and Artemis
Sure enough, shortly after I read 'you should be getting a headache right about now' I got a headache. And it sucked, bad.
I tucked the letter in its envelope and put it under my mattress, after that I got under the blankets and ignored the pain of the migraine as I was slowly drawn to sleep.
I woke up suddenly and groaned softly as I looked at the clock, 6:15. No one was up this early, not even the staff here at Yancy, but I remembered last night and quickly made my way to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
What I saw shocked me, I was always pestered by girls because of my looks but this, this was a lot to take in.
My hair was the color of ebony; it looked as though it was shining. It framed my face and fell in my eyes a bit, and it felt so silky and soft. And it looked really good if I do say so myself.
My eyes were always an emerald green, but now they changed colors. It was like a revolving door of color, a couple of seconds they were sea green with silver flecks, next they were silver with sea green in them, and then they were a startling electric blue with sea green and silver flecks.
My face was quite defined, and my lips full and pink. I had a deep, perfect tan and when I looked at my teeth; I saw them perfectly aligned, blindingly white and clean.
I then looked at my arms, and they were full of muscle, it wasn't gross though, it was just enough to look perfect.
I felt my chest through my shirt, and I felt a 6 pack my friends, a well-defined non-steroid type 6 pack.
Then I remembered my ring.
"I accept you."
I felt a warm feeling in my brain, and I suddenly felt like a puzzle piece I didn't know was missing returned.
So for the next hour or so I was playing around with my gifts, I could even make a car. (Of course, I had to make it appear outside so that it wouldn't crush Grover.)
I wanted to leave to Camp right away, it just sounded like fun.
"Ok." I thought, "I need a featherweight bag that can magically expand to hold anything."
Then a silver like backpack appeared in my hands as I sneaked past Grover to my chest. I threw everything in the chest to the pack. It actually did expand as I added more and more junk.
I left Grover a note, saying that I knew what he was, and that I was going to Camp Half-Blood.
Finally, I had everything packed and ready to go. I prayed to my cousin Hermes that the window wouldn't creak as I snuck out of it. He took pity on me, and it was silent.
After that, I put the backpack on my back and took off sprinting towards the woods. I was going to remove this damn block from me, and even though Hecate would mist it, I didn't want to explain looking like a 12 year old one moment, and a 20 year old the next. Too much work.
So I set my stuff down and didn't really know what to do. I took the letter out of the backpack and reread it.
"Alright. Block remove yourself from me," I said to myself.
Suddenly I felt like I was doing some complex Yoga moves. And I stretched. After configuring a mirror from my gift, I looked myself over.
I was about 6 foot 4. Very tall, very tall.
Then I concentrated really hard and imagined myself as 12 again. I had to stay incognito until I was claimed.
So I ran, all the way to Camp, I could just tell where it was, maybe the heroes, I didn't know.
I was dressed in Abercrombie, it fits me well, and I am sure as hell not turning myself into a fat kid to wear something else.
I was simply clad in a pair of faded blue jeans; and an unbuttoned flannel shirt with black converse hi-tops. (It was wonderful just making this appear.)
Maybe I was running for longer than I thought, because somehow the Minotaur and some Furie friends found me. Ah, Shit.
I was so close to Camp though, so I kept running, while I willed a sword in my hands. It was truly a beautiful blade, 3 ½ feet long, double edged, with and emerald riveted hilt and a black leather grip.
The sword itself was silver, with Perseus in the center of the hilt and Saturn on the other side. 'Bane' was etched on the blade in Latin and Greek. One on each respective side.
I pivoted on my heel in front of the entryway to Camp and charged.
Man, this sword-fighting thing came so easily. I slashed, jabbed, kicked, rolled, and pretty much just demolished all of the monsters before me.
I put my sword back in the ring and walked through the arch. Immediately I felt a wave of power course through me, I was home.
