The Disney's Perseus
A Percy Jackson story (sorta)
Written/edited by: Max/musiclover99
©-Rick Riordan
As the title says, this shall be the Disney's Hercules REDONE! They got SO many facts wrong . . . but I still love that movie. I miss Disney . . .
Anywho, I got inspired to write a fic on it, with Percy being the main character! There's many differences here. I got the idea after seeing all the song-fics with I won't say I'm in Love, or a karaoke fic where Percy sings Go the Distance (LOVE THAT SONG!), etc. And I'll be using some songs, and not use other ones. FYI. So yeah. Heh. And yes, I realize names like Sally or Rachel or Annabeth aren't exactly "Ancient Greek", but hey, neither is Meg! Work with me, people!
Also, I'll probably write another fic similar to this in the future, except it's just like PJO in time; instead of Ancient Greece, it's the modern world! Whoo! It's an idea. Whaddya think? This is awkward for me to write, cause I don't really like writing third person much, but eh, it'll have to do. Sorry for OOCness or awkward phrasing or something, but this is my first time doing something like this!
Also, this is prewritten, but school and everything is making me super tired and busy, so I might not be able to update THAT fast, but I'll try! I got a few chapters done already, but I'm in a bit of a rut! We'll see. Enough of that, on with the beginning of this "epic journey"!
Prologue
"Is that . . . him?"
The woman nodded, and the god smiled. "What's his name?"
"I was thinking about that," Sally started, "but I don't really know what is a good name for him."
"Hm . . ." Poseidon said, pondering it over. "The boy deserves a wonderful name. Something not too common. Something suiting . . . what about Perseus?"
Sally's eyebrows furrowed a bit. "Perseus . . ." she repeated. "Why?"
Poseidon's eyes twinkled. "Because the great hero Perseus had a happier ending than most others. I want him to have the same. A happy ending."
She smiled. "Perseus Jackson."
Perseus was playing around with a little toy when his dad put his finger in the crib.
"He's just so . . . small," Sally pointed out. "So adorably tiny . . ."
"I just remembered! I have a little . . . present for him," Poseidon said. He went outside the small house and a second later, he brought back a small black foal. [1]
"His name's Blackjack," he said. His eyes twinkled again. "The rest of the present . . . is a surprise for the future."
"You didn't have to do tha—"
"I wanted to," Poseidon interrupted, putting his finger in the crib again. Perseus grabbed it with his hand.
"He can barely wrap his hand around my finger!" Then the little baby smiled and giggled, and the water on the table started splashing a little.
"He's going to adopt some powers in the future," Poseidon noticed. "The more clarification that he's my son. My little Perseus."
Sadly, the happiness wasn't the same elsewhere.
At the Oracle of Delphi
A man was waiting at the top of a mountain. "My destiny awaits," he said to himself. He went up remaining stone steps. At the top, he looked around.
It was a standard stone temple, pillars and all, but instead of a statue at the middle of it, there was a red-headed girl.
"Are you supposed to be the Oracle?" the man asked. "An old woman?" The girl looked offended.
"I'll have you know that I'm barely over twenty years old! And yes, I am the Oracle—it was my destiny! Soon, another young lady shall take my place. And I have a name, you know!" she replied. "Now, what do you want?"
"Not very nice to your guest, are we?"
"This isn't my house, if you can call it a house at all."
"Very well. I'd like to know what is in store for me in my future."
After a pregnant pause, the woman said, "Well, that was interesting. Apparently, your future is nothing!"
The man glared at her. "And why are we speaking?"
"Because obviously the Oracle's not going to." She rolled her eyes. "The Oracle—which is me, obviously—does not give a prophecy unless it's the right person, or someone asks the right question. And obviously, you are not the—"
She cut herself off, if that's the correct way to say it. Instead of one woman, it sounded as if three of them were saying it. And there was a green mist pouring out of her mouth, her eyes going from their regular green to a glowing one.
"In sixteen years, precisely," she hissed.
"The planets will align, ever so nicely
The time to act will be at hand
Unleash the Titans, the monstrous band
The once proud Zeus shall finally fall
And you, Kronos, will rule all."
The man simply smirked, and said, "Finally! Years of waiting have finally—"
But before he could finish this, the Oracle finished her sentence.
"But a word of caution to this tale . . .
Should Perseus fight . . . you shall fail." [*]
The mist dissipated, and woman fell back into the chair behind her. The man's eyes flashed dangerously.
"Perseus . . ." he muttered. "Who is this Perseus?"
"Don't ask me," the woman stated, dazed. "The only Perseus I know had died years ago, in a 'happily ever after.'"
"Hm . . ." he said, ignoring her. He looked at the dazed Oracle, and silently went back down the steps.
"Kelli! Tammi! Get over here, now!" the man ordered.
"Yes, sir?" a girl, Kelli said. "What is your command?"
"Find this child called Perseus. Find him and . . . kill him."
The other girl, Tammi, raised an eyebrow. "You expect us to find one child in all of Greece?"
"That's nearly impossible!"
"But it isn't." The man walked over to a bowl of oil. "Those Egyptian magicians were useful for one thing," he stated, looking over the scrying bowl.
"Show me Perseus." The image in the bowl changed to see a little sleeping baby boy in a crib. "Now, show me his location."
The image changed again, this time, to the little house of the boy.
The man turned to the two girls. "Now you know where he is. Find him, and give him this." He handed a vial with some purple liquid in it to Kelli.
"Got it," Kelli replied casually, taking the bottle as if it were just water and not poison. She turned to Tammi. "Let's go then."
Sally's house
Poseidon had left earlier, since they both knew that gods can't actually stay with mortals, and that he really shouldn't have been here at all. Sally sighed, but just turned back to her son.
"Oh, Percy." She had come up with the nickname earlier, as, "Perseus is just a bit too much of a mouthful."
"Goodnight," she said, kissing his forehead. She left after seeing the baby yawn, and turn the other way, already falling asleep.
Unbeknownst to her, Kelli and Tammi were looking in the window and saw her leave to her room.
"Okay, just get in, get out, and go," Kelli said.
"May I, mistress?" Tammi asked.
Kelli thought it over and, after a moment, said, "Go ahead Tammi." She handed her the vial, and Tammi crept inside.
"Not much stuff to knock into," she muttered, "but too small to let down my guard."
She saw the crib. "Oh this is just too easy." She walked over and saw the little boy, then opened the vial. Percy woke up, and gurgled upon seeing the new visitor. Tammi picked him up.
"Yes, that's it," she coaxed, tipping the vial in his mouth. "Keep drinking." Unfortunately for her, she accidentally managed to knock down the cup of water on the table, and the crash managed to wake up Sally.
"Percy?" she asked, getting up. The empousa cursed, and quickly put the baby back in the crib, running out.
"Run!" Tammi hissed.
"Did you at least manage to make him drink it all?" Kelli asked, running along with her. Tammi nodded.
"I think so," she replied. "Why does he need to drink it all, anyway?"
"If he's a demigod, he'll live, perfectly fine, and the only difference is that his scent is weaker, along with his powers, if he has any. He'll be even harder to trace! If not, it won't absolutely cause death—maybe just some illness."
"I'm pretty sure he drank it all. Let's go tell Lord Kronos that he's dead. He doesn't accept failure."
"Of course."
Tammi threw down the vial on a random field, and went with Kelli to 'headquarters.' Little did they know, that vial still had one final drop left.
Back inside with Sally, she looked around. The foal was still sleeping outside, the baby was still safe (and breathing) in the crib, and everything seemed fine.
"I must've accidentally tipped it a bit on the way to bed," she reasoned. "Nothing to be afraid of." She cleaned up the mess and went over to the crib again.
"Sweet dreams, Percy." Sally went back to her room, and went to sleep.
[*] Okay, this prophecy is an epic failure, but hey, it's from the official movie! Minus a few tweaks I made (a word here, a name there). But still. I couldn't unfail this prophecy! Seriously! No matter how hard I tried! TT~TT Suck. But whatever, it'll have to do!
[1] Foal, baby horse. Just making sure everyone knew what it meant.
OH MY GODS, this is so awkward sounding to me. I swear the next chapters get better (I think) as I get more used to writing this. Stay tuned for more on The Disney's Perseus! And lemme know about the whole "The Disney's Perseus . . . in the modern world," idea! Anyway, thanks for reading! Sorry for any OOCness or mistakes; I keep editing and reading this over, and I'm not sure if I missed anything - please review if you find something!
Anyway, review with comments and opinions! Thanks!