PERCY POV
Waking up was unnerving to say the least. I woke up and noticed I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt under a long black cloak, in addition to that it seemed like I was completely disoriented and totally alone. I looked around and could feel in distance and the presence of the sea, I sighed at least I was near the ocean. I sighed and got up dusting my pants and cloak. The voice of the fates spoke up in my head.
'We have given your ability to change your clothes according to what you want, they will stay clean and are indestructible, seeing as how you will be fighting monsters that are probably going to destroy normal clothes.'
"Um thanks? Anything else?" I flipped the hood up on my cloak, and let my hair fall over my eyes.
'You're in Ancient Greece, and you need to head to Serifos. And follow the path of the first hero, you're namesake, Perseus, Son of Zeus.'
"I'm in Ancient Greece on the island of Serifos? Like gods are believed and widely prayed to Greece?"
'Yes.'
"I can't tell whether I am ecstatic, or freaking pissed." I growled.
'If it is about translation, you need not worry, you can automatically translate anything said and you will respond in an answering tongue.'
"Okay..." I sighed, "Wait. What about currency?"
'You will have fifteen drachmas on you at all times, although they are high value money, if you want more, you will have to get a job.' There was a hint of smugness in that.
"So long as I can get a few hot meals and a place to rest I think I will be good." I sighed.
I had one more question, "Will anyone know who I am." A hint of desperation entered my tone.
There was silence and a time when I could tell The Fates were silently debating. I waited but my heartbeat was so loud I could hear it pounding in my head. Finally the fates said 'One person of your choice.'
I opened my mouth to protest but then I realized just how much of an privilege that was. They would know everything I would have done, and how powerful I was. What I had done, what I was capable of doing. I wanted to say Artemis, I loved her and missed her but frankly, I was pressuring her, I had been a problem that could have cost her dearly, and I didn't want to cause her that worry and constant paranoia. But then again, I didn't know whether or not I was even worth it. Would she even want to remember? I thought and thought but most of the other people and gods wouldn't help. Apollo might help, so would Hermes, but I knew who I wanted, I took a deep breath and made my choice.
I made my way towards the city and pulled my hood slightly lower as people glanced at me muttering and pointing in my direction, they were all shorter than me. Some women glanced at me and giggled. I smiled politely and continued walking towards the direction my senses were telling me there was a powerful demigod, when I reached the house I saw a dark-haired young man and and older man casting a net over the side of he boat. I walked down the beach and willed my shoes to disappear. I sat on a log a bit down on the coast where the water could wash against my feet. and simply watched, right then I head a low, "Excuse me?"
I turned and noticed a beautiful woman looking at me fearfully, I turned and pulled my hood back and she looked a bit more at ease. I was now sure that she was Perseus' mother, Danaë.
"Yes?" I reply in Greek, which I was glad I instinctively knew.
"Who are you?"
"A good friend at best. A traveling observer at worse." I replied, smiling, I was good at the whole mystery thing.
"Why are you here?"
I looked at the sea, and smiled sadly, "It reminds me of my home."
It was true, one thing that didn't change to me was the feeling of the waves against my feet the cooling wash of power that surged through me every time the water lapped at me. I sighed and my shoulders slumped.
"Where is your home?" She inquired.
"You have nothing to fear Danaë, I have now wish to harm you or your son, Perseus." I got up and pulled my hood back up. "You have raised him well, he will be a famous man and a hero. His time as a hero is coming upon him."
Right then Perseus walked up, "There you are mother! Who are you talking to?"
I smiled, "Hello Perseus! You have a caring mother, she has done a fine job raising you, make sure she is safe alright?"
He was confused but smiled widely at my praise, "Of course, I love my mom more than anyone else!"
I turned away and walked down the shore and when I turned they were both turning away and I was about to become mist when the waves suddenly wrapped around my body and dragged me into the sea. I panicked but remembered, this was the ocean, I bent the currents to slip open and I pushed out of the grasp, the amount of power in the swirling water convinced me it was one person, Poseidon. Dad.
The waves were beginning to swirl around me again. I used my own power and launched myself up, and I could feel it becoming a whirlpool, trying to pull me deeper. I began blasting small holes in the currents by pushing the currents in small bursts, keeping the whirlpool from being too powerful. I shot out of the ocean and into the air and made two watery wings. I was miles away from the shore of Serifos. Massive, watery hands shot out of the sea and began to move towards me. I dashed around and slipped through holes I made using my own willpower. Right before I landed on the shore a hand wrapped around my ankle, I didn't even get the time to look down before I was hurled into the ocean, except I used my will to harden the surface tension, I rolled and tumbled on the surface and leapt off back into the air.
Dad stood on the shore, pride glinting in his eyes and his trident in his hands. I smiled and landed next to him, he grabbed me in a huge hug.
"Hey dad. How've you been?" I said smiling, "That little show should have proved it was me."
"You're alive?" He said looking at me, small tears were traveling down his cheeks.
"And better than ever, apparently." I sighed, "I have become a what was it?... Emissary of fate or something, I really do not know, at this point. I will probably be dropping in and out of the timeline."
"What?"
I told him what I could about The Fates and what hey have told me to do and what was taking place. He frowned, clearly disturbed about the turn of events happening. He closed his eyes and put his and on my shoulder, it lit up with a green glow.
He opened his eyes and said, "Cut your arm."
I raised an eyebrow but summoned obsidian heart and cut my arm lightly. Silver blood welled up from the cut and dripped down my arm.
My eyes widened, "What the hell?"
Poseidon sighed, "As I thought, you are half-immortal. More-or-less."
"Explain please."
"You know how gold is the color of god's blood? Well in your case you have immortality, but you aren't as powerful as a god, but well above and beyond a normal demigod, perhaps if you were to eat a golden apple of the Hesperides, you would become a god, but not right now. In some ways, this suits you, as I know, but you are more than a normal hunter that bleeds mortal blood. So long as you have this status, you will be incredibly hard to kill."
"So pretty much I am the immortal puppet of The Fates?" I said blandly.
"Yeah, your blood has some special properties, if you gain a blessing you have a much higher degree of control than they probably intended and gain a fraction of their abilities. Though if I were to be honest I don't really know all about it, you would have to inquire with Athena." Said Poseidon, his face scrunched up in distaste.
"Okay woah dad, hold up, why not give this to me before I died fighting Erebus?" I said.
"Us gods don't have that ability, otherwise i would have as soon as you had the dream where you got your Olympic blades. I would have changed you despite the fact you didn't want to become an immortal."
"Oh. So I am supposed to gather the blessing of gods and other beings and supposedly the more I gather the more powerful I become? Huh, that's useful." I murmured.
"You already have my everlasting blessing Percy. No matter what." He said.
I grinned, "How many of your demigod children tell you how awesome you are?"
He chuckled, "Not nearly enough for my tastes."
He dragged me to Atlantis and told me to stay there as long as I wanted. I nodded and slept, free of any worry, for the first time in a long time, I fell asleep peacefully, alive, warm, and unburdened by my past.