I would have preferred a plane ride through a hurricane than what Nico's form of transportation turned out to be. We were still in New York City, but our car was still going 90mph down the crowded streets. Nico had summoned his zombie driver thing, which earned some strange looks from the mortals, and set our course for my parent's house in Pennsylvania. Judging by how fast we were going, we would probably be there in under an hour. Nico was cracking up as he watched Alexis and I hold on for dear life on what my mom called the "Oh shit! Bar". I hadn't seen my parents in a year or so, as I was a year-round camper. I think at one point, Nico pulled out his phone and filmed us losing our minds. By the time we made it to the freeway, I had calmed down a bit. Yeah, we were going well over 100, but the sharp turns and unexpected braking were less frequent. We reached our neighborhood in about two hours. We stepped out of the car and the driver, along with the car, sunk into the ground. Our neighborhood was just how I remembered it. The grass was always well kept, there was always someone outside, gardening, and my childhood friends were playing basketball outside. I had to avoid them however. Meeting them again would raise too many questions. I went through backyards and ended up on the back porch of my parent's house. I took the key out from under the doormat and opened the door. I heard some fumbling around coming from my parent's room, but I didn't see an sign of my parents. I equipped myself with the gun I took from the cashier and the others followed suit with their weapons. I approached the door of my parents room and had my gun aimed into the closed door frame. I looked at Nico and he reached for the door handle just as the door burst open and a well aimed arrow knocked the gun out my hand as I fell backward. The attacker already had another arrow ready to fire. That was when I realized that the attacker was my dad.
"Eric?" he asked as he lowered the bow.
"Dad?" Alexis and I said simultaneously. He came forward and wrapped us in a hug. At hearing our name, our mom also appeared in the door frame and joined the group hug. When we separated, my mom looked at my eye and a look of dread spread across her face.
"Josh, it happened," she directed towards my father. The same look of dread spread onto my father's face.
"It had to happen at some point," he said glumly.
"What happened?" I asked.
"We need to talk," he replied. He pointed at Alexis and Nico."You guys should come too." We walked into the living room and sat. "If you've ever wondered how Gaea had a mortal child, you don't have to wonder anymore." I suddenly became even more interested.
"I'm not mortal?" I asked.
"Not anymore," he replied. "When you bathed in the Styx, your body became strong enough to harness your true form, a primordial god." As shocked as I was, it made a lot of sense. It would explain why I could fly and why I wasn't tired after I used the amount of power that I did. "Also, you do have a father, and we do know who he is."
"Who?" I asked.
"Ouranos," he replied.
I was so shocked by the new, all I could muster was a quiet, "cool."
Nico looked surprised, but not as quite as much as me. "That must be why Zeus is so paranoid of you," Nico said.
"Wait, if he was a child of two primordials, how is he a primordial?" Alexis asked.
"Keep in mind, a primordial can create a primordial, although it isn't really well known," my father.
"Wait, so if I'm a primordial, do I have like god powers and stuff?" I asked, getting excited.
My mother face palmed and answered, "yes Eric, you do have god powers and stuff."
Just as she said that, a lightning bolt struck the pavement in front of the house. Nico's face paled.
"We have to get out of here now, Zeus has found us. I cursed under my breath and we headed towards the door just as the front half of the house was ripped off and flew into the sky, revealing a very angry Zeus.
"YOU DARE TRAP ME IN THE UNDERWOLRD!" Zeus boomed. Another bolt of lightning struck the house, setting it on fire. Alexis and Nico were out the door by this point, but my parents didn't make it in time. One last lightning bolt hit the house and created an explosion that vaporized my parents on impact. I was always known for being a bit temperamental, but Zeus obviously didn't. I didn't get sad, I became furious. I left the ground at an insane speed, connecting my fist, which was now crackling with energy, into Zeus' jaw. Instead of being unaffected like he normally would've been, he shot even higher into the sky. Once we were level, he threw his lightning bolt at me, but I deflected it with a sword I had created with my imagination. It was a 3.5 foot long sword with a blade consisting of pure energy, and a completely black handle with a green jewel in the pommel. For probably the first time in history, Zeus had a look of pure fear. Not that it wasn't justified or anything. His face turned back into a look of fake pride and we charged at each other. When our weapons struck other, explosion danced in the sky, creating really dangerous and bright fireworks. We fought with equal strength for what seemed like hours until we were both on the ground. Big mistake for Zeusy. Once we reached the ground, I covered him in strengthened dirt, so he couldn't leave. I raised my sword above his head, ready to kill him and looked up at the heavens and shouted, "Let this be a lesson to all the mortals, gods, and everything in between! If you hurt anyone I care about, you shall meet a fate like your king!"
Just as I was about to end the pathetic god's life, I heard a masculine, commanding voice shout, "Stop!"
I looked up to see the one and only Percy Jackson standing on top of a house a few dozen feet away. He distracted me just long enough for Zeus to flash out of the makeshift cage. I looked up at Percy to retaliate, but he was gone as suddenly as he appeared. Sensing an earthquake, I knew I couldn't fight another god, so I flew away from the scene.
