The Demititan: Proven Loyalty Chapter 2: Get Your Facts Right!, a percy jackson and the olympians fanfic

Chapter 2: Get Your Facts Right!

The campers gazed at the golden sickle above my head.

"How could you be a son of Kronos!" roared Chiron, pacing the Big House.

"I didn't know! I couldn't choose my father!" Ugh, he was giving me a headache. He paced back and forth, his hooves clopping on the wooden floor.

"But I know you'll join your family. You'll abandon the gods. You'll help them take over the Mortal world!" said Chiron.

"He's a nice guy." I heard a voice say. " He won't. Give him a chance! One day!" pleaded Sam. Surprisingly, she and Ivan came to my rescue.

"Fine. One day. If one Titan shows up..." He trailed off, his threat hanging in the silence. " Samantha, you'll be his guard. Understand, boy?" The centaur clopped off, leaving me and Sam alone.

"Yes sir" I said. Tears stung my eyes. I had to prove I'm not like my father. The centaur clopped off, leaving me and Sam alone.

"I'm going to sleep." I muttered.

Sam looked at me. "But it's only seve-"

"I know," I snapped. I ran down to the Hermes cabin(my stuff was there andI didn't even wanna think about what Chiron would do if I stayed at the Big House.) a flung the door open. The campers half glared, half cowered. I paid no attention to them. I flew onto a bunk and laid for a moment, before darkness overcame me.

"You are more like me than you think" said a raspy voice. What the hell? I opened my eyes, to find... black. Pure, choking, pitch blackness. A silhouette, an impossibly dark shadow, formed in front of me.

"Who are you?" I screamed at it.

It's reply sent chills down my spine. " Do you not recognize the voice of you own father?" The man sounded amused, like it was taunting me. "You are just like me."

No. I-It can't be!" I protested.

"The sooner you realize, the sooner we'll be a family," he replied.

"I don't want you as family" I said, turning away from the form that happened to be my father.

"You always wanted a father. Now you have me. Just join me," said my father, reaching out his hand to me.

"I will never join you," I said harshly, swatting away his hand. Kronos smirked in the darkness. I couldn't see his face but I could tell.

"Ha. I will make you. You will help me destroy the Mortal world. I will give you everything you've ever wanted" said Kronos.

"You can give me the world and I'd just walk away from you" I spat back.

"Time for you to wake up. Time for you to get the prophecy which will begin the end," said Kronos.

I woke up, sweaty and gasping. I looked at the beat up clock in the cabin. It was eight ten. Ivan was supposed to teach me how to fight at the arena. At eight. I cursed and leaped out of the bed, flying towards the arena. I burst into the arena, gasping for breath, to find an impatient Ivan standing in the arena with his arms folded.

" You're late," he said. He held out a large,shiny piece of metal. "Okay, put on this piece over the torso,and then attach the shield onto the left brace," said Ivan, handing me a new piece of the chunky armor. It was heavy, like football armour, times ten.

"Now, where's my sword?" I asked impatiently.

"Whoa, I'm not starting you with a sword. Take a dual-wield daggers" said Ivan, handing me two knives with a W on each handle. I sheathed them as he lead me to my first fight. Against Sam.

I entered the warrior's entrance. The gong sounded, and me and Sam charged each other. I barely dodged her three foot sword. That was such an advantage. I swiped a chink in her armor with one of my daggers, cutting her knee.

She gasped in pain and struck out with her sword,as I blocked the attack. I drop kicked her in the chest and recoiled, rolling on the ground. She caught her breath and started rushing me. With every slice I jumped back, the blade missing me by an inch.

I jumped to the side and unsheathed my second dagger. I spun the two in my hands and landed a slice into her arm. I kicked her again and jumped back.

Her hair sprawled all over her face. She looked—cute. I was in a trance, but woke up- As soon as she put her boot to my mouth. I flew back and coughed, but it came up red. I sliced her again.

We both were evenly matched. How would there ever be a winner? The gong sounded and we backed off.I guess Chiron knew it too. My first fight tied. Awesome.

"Now, Jeremey, come get your prophecy" said Chiron, leading me to the Big House. We went up to the attic, where an ancient mummy sat. It's mix of dried leathery skin and tye die dress was whack. "Ask a question." The centaur said.

"How will I prove I am with the gods?" I asked the mummy nervously. Green mist poured from it's mouth and swirled everywhere. It began to show colors and shapes on the surface, forming me, Sam, Ivan, and Chiron.

"To prove loyalty to god," my mist-y version said.

"To go to where none have seen" said Sam's mist-y bersion.

"A dragon to prove the odds" said Ivan's mist-y version.

"And a way to be the Hero-of-Been" said Chiron's mist-y version.

I sat in horror. What the heck did it mean? A prophecy was so confusing! Why can't it just predict my name! Or tell me what's gonna happen instead of being all stubborn and saying something people don't give a crap about?

"Let's go tell the prophecy to the camp," said Chiron, leading me down to the first floor.

Apparantly, after someone gets a prophecy, the words 'What?' and 'How? would come up an awful lot. These words filled the camp. Chiron looked worried.

"Now, who'll be on the quest?" asked Chiron.

"Ivan and Sam. Who else?" I asked.

The two champions rushed up. Sam hugged me, while Ivan gave me a 'man hug'. "We'll clear you. I promise" said Sam eagerly.

"I'm with you two" said Ivan. The boy was bouncing up and down with excitement, eagerness showing in his blue eyes.

"Okay, let's get this show on the road" I said enthusiastically.

"Start packing. You leave tomorrow morning" said Chiron. Whoops. We'll get this show on the road tommorow. I strolled down to the Hermes cabin wordlessly and plopped onto my bed. My eyes shut, letting the night come.

"You are more like me than you think" said a raspy voice. What the hell? A sense of deja vu washed over me.I opened my eyes, to find... black. Pure, choking, pitch blackness. A silhouette, an impossibly dark shadow, formed in front of me.