I do not own Percy Jackson, yadda yadda yadda, if you want to see a full disclaimer, go check out my first chapter.
A/N: Hello, once again, readers. This is Chapter 2 of the New God of Physics; the song theme is mentioned below, and yeah. R&R, and I hope you enjoy your stay with us!
Song-Theme:At The Beginning by Richard Marx and Donna Lewis (I know it is old and cheesy-sounding, but I don't care. It fits and gives a hint of what's to come.)
Chapter 2: I Visit the Oracle
"I'm… What?" I said, dumbfounded. Chiron rose steadily, his face somehow grim and happy at the same time.
"You heard me correctly, young hero. You are the new-age god of Physics. Your father and mother, no matter how strange it may seem, were-are both gods." In my head, ideas were being shot like bullets. There was no way my parents could be gods; they're too boring! No way my mom, the Ancient Greece map collector, and my dad, the wire-glass wearing, turtleneck-loving, overly protective physicist, could be gods from Oly- Oh. Oh, gods, no. On the outside, I was calm as possible, stood like a statue, unblinking and unbreathing(I know it's not a word, DON'T JUDGE ME!) for a full five minutes, all of which consisted of campers poking me with wooden and sometimes metal sticks to make sure I wasn't broken.
"Hey! Quit it!" Said one female voice above all of the others. The crowd turned, and just then my mind had stopped calculating and theorizing for just enough time for me to catch a glimpse. Which, ultimately, brought the process to a screeching halt. I stared like an idiot, possibly drooling a bit, which is, in fact, what I do from time to time during first period chem, where everyone talks, nobody cares what happens, and nothing gets done. Which is fun, after all, but considering that it's chemistry, and nothing ever really happens, I just nod off. Whatever the case then, something weird was going on. Something new.
You see, I'm not exactly what you would call social. Never really had any friends. I never really cared, either. My powers were my only real shot at being cool, but since I figured out that I have to keep them secret, I totally bailed at every chance I got to go to some school dance, or social event, because whenever I ignore my feelings and go, something disastrous happens.
Shoot, I just went off on a gigantic tangent, right? Sorry about that. Now, back to the moment at hand; the girl that had gotten everyone's attention, and had even snapped me out of my hapless state, was beautiful, and by beautiful, I mean Aphrodite beautiful. She had deep, sky blue eyes and wispy, golden hair. There was a certain levity to her seriousness, but being the antisocial, shy-guy cliché that I am, I couldn't really say anything out of fear that I would completely ruin everything.
"He's thinking! Stop!" I was absolutely confused. Why wasn't she poking at me with a stick, or giggling or making fun of my hair or something? Then, another poke on the side. Everyone started laughing and completely disregarded what the girl had said, and started poking me with sticks again.
"All right, enough of this!" I yelled out. A formula flashed by my vision, and suddenly all the sticks dropped to the ground, and whenever someone went to pick one up, the stick wouldn't budge to nothing less than enough force to make a comical face over.
One kid actually got stuck to the ground, getting far enough as to picking up the stick, and then proceeding to drop it into the ground. This time, gravity's effect was even worse; the kid actually got his hand buried with the stick. Two of his friends went to help him, while the rest, finally catching on that the fun was over, walked away quickly.
Chiron laughed and trotted over next to me. "Gravity. Ingenious choice, my boy, and apparently an amusing one, too!" Then, he trotted away, back towards the Big House, and quickly turned back. In the time it had took for him to do that, the girl who had yelled at everyone came up to me and we actually had enough time for a conversation. It went a little something like this;
"Hey."I said simply.
"Hey."She replied.
"Thanks." I said, cutting right to the ch- you know what? I'll just stop with the play by play and give you the dialogue.
"You're welcome." Then, dead silence.
Then, because something like this always happens whenever I'm involved, someone comes by, screaming "YOLOO!" While at least sixty other campers chased him. I facepalmed.
"I don't want to live on this planet anymore." I said. Then, silence. 3….2….1….
"I'm Pheren, short for Pherenike." She said randomly.
"I'm Xenophon, Xeno for short. Nice to see we have at least one thing in common."
"There might be more than you think…" She said mysteriously.
"Wait… what?" I said. And, right then, Chiron came back. I turned to face him, and with as straight a face as possible, I plaintively said one thing; "You trot slowly."
"Hello, Pheren. Xenophon, have you met Pheren yet?" I nodded quickly, but Chiron didn't stop to acknowledge. "If you would come with me, both of you." He said curtly. He led us back to the Big House, and had us sit down next to the ping-pong table. "Pheren, as you now know, Xenophon here is the new-age god of Physics, and therefore doesn't rest in our care. He must rest in Olympus, and it is your mission to take him. You will be aided by a predetermined camper, along with Xenophon here." Then, he addressed me, "Xenophon, can you go do me a favor? I would like you to visit the Oracle upstairs." I nodded, but I was suspicious. What was up there?
But, that thought was wiped from my mind as I reached the attic, and let me tell ya, it wasn't anything like I expected. The walls were covered in pink fluff and paintings, the ground was a plain concrete with paint splattered everywhere, and a bed with a canvas or two sat in the back of the room. A girl with amazing red hair was painting something nearby, and I was pretty sure that she was the Oracle Chiron was talking about.
"Hey." I said, timidly first, then louder, "Hey!" Both times I was ignored. Then, I finally saw the headphones on her head. Wow, my perceptive skills were off that day. Anyway, I snuck up behind her, carefully pulled one up, and did something I would sorely regret; I screamed "HEEEYYYY!" In her ear. She immediately cringed, and then tried to flip me over her head. I used friction to keep her from actually grabbing me, and I used my control over velocity to change the velocity of her punches so that they always miss. When she was tired out, she looked up at me and upper-cutted me.
I didn't even flinch. I lowered my head and looked at her like she was crazy. Then, out of the blue, I said, "Are you the Oracle?" The girl nodded, then finally cooled down. I slid myself by reducing the friction of my shoes and landed in a chair. In turned everything back to normal and smiled. The Oracle stood dumbfounded, and then finally said something.
"I'm Rachel. Did Chiron send you up here?" Rachel said. I nodded and looked around, a thought finally coming to mind.
"If you're a painter, and you usually make a mess, then why are the walls and your bed and everything else but that lamp in the corner still normally colored?" Rachel shrugged, then went stiff. Her eyes went pure white, somehow the light darkened in there, which creeped me out to the longest extent. Rachel spoke again, but this time in a low, booming voice.
"Three gods forgotten make the trek to Olympus
And take up the Quest of the God of the Ibis
One to storm, another to fire,
The final to sandy dunes of the liar,
The two worlds collide, the two words mix
And in the end, your fate lies in the River Styx."
Then, she collapsed again, and I moved just in time to catch her. I carried her over to her bed and carefully set her down and let her sleep, still deciding whether I was going insane and that did just happen, or whether that was all just a sick and twisted dream.
A/N: Hey, guys! How was that? If you liked it or hated it, tell me! R&R, hope you enjoyed, and yeah. BTW, sorry this came out a little late, I was kinda sick so I couldn't do anything for a while. Sorry! Until next time, rainstorm24 OUT!
