Hi again! I'm back! I'm not going to have a consistent update schedule, as my life is way too busy for that, but I'll try to write whenever possible.
Disclaimer: I still do not own the Percy Jackson series, no matter how much I want to.
Chapter 2
Percy
Six-year old Percy swung Riptide around, ripping the chest of the training dummy and exposing the insides. Seaweed spilled out onto the arena floor. Bythos nodded in approval. "Nice job, young prince. You have improved greatly since you first started training with me four years ago. You're dismissed for the day." Percy dashed out of the arena, excited to eat lunch. As he ran down the hallways, the sea creatures moved out of his way and bowed, and the water bent to his will to create a current to carry him faster. Finally, he reached his chambers. He flopped with a sigh on the giant waterbed, which was blue, of course. He realized that he should probably take off his armor, but decided he could do it later. He WAS really tired, after all. After a couple moments, the salt water regenerated his strength. That didn't happen in the training center because Bythos had him practice in the dry room, where there was no water while he watched from a tank. His father had wanted him to be able to fight on land as well because he would inevitably end up at Camp Half-Blood one day.
Somebody knocked on his door. "Come in!" Percy called, not wanting to get up to answer the door. Triton, Percy's older half-brother, floated in. "Mother wants you to come to lunch." His message delivered, Triton turned around and swam back out the door, but not before knocking down a seashell from Percy's nightstand with his tails. Percy internally groaned. What was his problem? As far as he remembered, he hadn't done anything to anger Triton. They all knew that Percy was a demigod and that Amphitrite wasn't actually his mother. Amphitrite just liked it when Percy called her Mom, and he was happy to oblige. Plus, he didn't know his real mother anyway, so Amphitrite took up that role for him. He picked up the seashell and set it back on the nightstand. He was about to go to lunch when he realize that he was still in his armor. Ugh. He undid all the straps and placed the pieces on his bed. The servants would clean it up later. With his armor off, he flicked his hand, and the water around him solidified into a beanbag shape. He sank onto the beanbag, and then flicked his hand again so a current carried the beanbag through the halls of the palace, with him riding on it.
Amphitrite
Percy arrived in the room on a water-beanbag, as usual. He was usually so tired after practice that it was more comfortable to arrive by chair. Poseidon grinned at his younger son. "Making use of the tricks I taught you?" Percy smiled and hopped off the beanbag. "I now travel through the halls at twice the speed that I did before. I also beat Triton." Just then, the door burst open again and Triton swam in, looking slightly miffed that Percy had passed him on a beanbag. Amphitrite smirked. It had been a while since anybody had bested Triton in a swimming race, and yet here was a six-year old demigod who had just beaten him by at least two minutes. She waved an octopus over. "Topi, we're ready to start." The octopus nodded and swam away.
In moment, Topi came back with two other octopi, four of their eight tentacles carrying large silver platters. The other four were propelling the octopi forwards. They set down all the platters and uncovered them. Percy squealed with delight at the blue food. As soon as Poseidon and herself figured out that Percy liked blue, they went out of their way to make everything blue. Usually, the food was only blue if Percy had done well in training though. Today was one of those days. He grabbed a watercress sandwich and wolfed it down in three bites, then grabbed another. His title might be the Prince of the Atlantic, as Poseidon had crowned him 3 years ago, but he still had the table manners of a caveman.
Percy finished his third sandwich and burped. "Excuse me." Amphitrite nodded. "Please eat with your utensils next time, Percy." She looked pointedly at the silverware, which lay untouched on the table. Percy turned red. "Oops. Daddy, can I go practice my powers with Delphin now?" Poseidon fake-bowed towards Percy. "As you wish, young prince." "Shut up dad." Percy used some water to give his father a light shove as he walked out of the room.
Percy
Percy skipped into his private training quarters. It had a weightlifting room with a wet/dry switch to practice in different elements, which he wasn't allowed to use yet. It also held a small kitchen for him to learn to cook with Aphros, a little workshop to learn to knit and do homework, and his favorite-the power room. It didn't look like much, as it was just a large, dry room with a couple targets here and there, but it was the place where Percy practiced his control over water. He stepped out of the water and willed himself to dry. He looked at the clock on the wall. Five minutes early. Enough time to have some fun, Percy thought with a mischievous grin. The boy pulled water molecules out of the air, and willed them to solidify in his hand. The liquid started to trickle off his palm, but he told it to stay there, and it did. Percy told the water to float right over the door. With the large blob of water in place, he sat down and pretended to meditate while he waited.
The king of the dolphins arrived in human form not long after. He was surprised to see Percy actually meditating, as he never practiced meditation, but as soon as he stepped into the room, he changed his mind when he was drenched from head to toe in icy water. "PERCY!" He roared. Percy opened one eye. "Sir?" He asked, a little too innocently. Delphin willed himself to dry, and then snapped his fingers. A huge wave formed, about to crash into Percy, but the young boy had his own tricks up his sleeve. At the last moment, the wave stopped and solidified itself into a protective dome around Percy. Delphin gnashed his teeth. This boy was a pain in the flippers, but he had more power than most of Poseidon's children, and needed to be trained properly.
Percy spent three hours with Delphin. They started working on solidifying water into ice. Delphin summoned water blobs in the air, and Percy concentrated on trying to freeze them. It wasn't easy. First, he had to tell it to lower its temperature, to the point where it was almost below freezing point, but not quite. Then he had do reinforce the ice with some power to make sure it wouldn't break as easily. This was necessary, as Delphin wanted him to be able to create ice daggers if he was ever trapped weaponless. If he didn't reinforce them, they would break after one use. After putting a bit of power into the ice, he had to plummet the water temperature fast. This was the trick. He had to sink the temperature by at least 20 degrees Celsius, all at once, or else it wouldn't work. He gritted his teeth and concentrated. Finally, one of the blobs fell to the ground with a loud thunk. Percy grinned. He did it!
Delphin concluded the training session soon after. Percy headed back to his chambers and flopped on the bed once again. Life was going great for him, but it was kind of lonely. There weren't any mer-children around to keep him company, and Triton always ignored him. His father and stepmother were usually busy, running the kingdom and all that. But all in all, it wasn't that bad of a life.
Yay! I got the second chapter finished! I think Poseidon might send Percy off to camp in maybe the next chapter or two, depending on how much I write. I still need to brainstorm the details (I'm kinda making this up as I go.) I really want to get around to the point where Zeus' lightning bolt is stolen though. However, Percy has six years to go before that.
Thanks for reading!
