Guten tag! I'm sorry it's taking so long it's difficult to get on the computer with a family like mine. This is Percy's time to come out of the closet. Finally, going to rip the Band-Aid off and take it like a man.
Percy is going to tell Paul his true story. His true life, and let him into his family business.
It's been Paul for most of these chapters because I feel like his point of view needs to be seen for the beginning more than Percy's.
Hope you all enjoy and follow/favorite/review and all that fun stuff.
Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson and I don't own Russia either but what does that stop?
Paul-
"Paul," Percy sat down next to me interrupting my documentary of the Greek Gods, ironically now that he looks back. "I have to talk to you. I don't know how you will react, or even if you'll believe me but I have to tell you if you're going to be in this family."
"I'll keep as open mind as I can for you then, I suppose," Paul began to believe he was exactly coming out of the closet.
"I have this secret and here it goes-," he took a deep breath. Paul wasn't against gays, he believes in equality for all. However, he never thought of having a gay step-son. His family was very traditional in that sense. He wasn't sure, he felt a little uncomfortable talking about it because of how little he's ever been around homosexuals.
"Paul," he hadn't realized he'd been staring and zoned out, after a quick apology he told Percy to continue, "Paul, I have… My family… You know Greek Mythology right?" Paul nodded, not really understanding what this had to do with being gay, but he let Percy continue uninterrupted. "Well… how do I say this… They're real. In my life, and yours, though you don't see it, they rule. They're the almighty beings. Are you following or am I already crazy to you?"
Paul almost had a mental breakdown. This couldn't be true. This was insane. They're myths for Christ's sake. Myths meaning a widely held but false belief. Nothing more, nothing less. How could he believe what Percy was telling him. This was more mind boggling than him being gay or even metro sexual. Could Percy truly believe what he is telling Paul? Could he really think his life revolves around the Gods and Goddesses? How was he not in a mental hospital? If he was pranking Paul he'd better have a really extensive back story for this impossibility.
"How would I not see everything going on? What would I be seeing?"
"Well, with the gods being real, everything else will be real. The Titans, Giants, and Monsters. Everything. They hide it from mortal eyes. To keep them-err-you from freaking out. If you saw a Hundred-Handed One in the street wouldn't you freak out if you didn't know it was a thing?"
He must really be playing this out. Or he's telling the truth, and annoying voice in my head told me, "But how, how would we not see these things going on around us?"
"The mist," he said it simply, like everyone knew what he was saying. It made Paul feel stupid so he gave Percy a stare saying quite simply explain yourself.
He hurriedly explained, "It's a magic of the Gods. It hides what happens in my world from mortal eyes. It makes it seem as if what you're seeing is normal. It could turn a Celestial Bronze sword into a bat, or a stick. Something of no significance. It could turn a monster into a rabid dog."
"This is insane. How would that even be possible?"
"I don't know. I just kind of go with it."
Go with it, such a Percy answer. His face gave off such a fierce glow. His eyes shinning as if to show me these eyes aren't normal. You want an explanation? This is it. He has had such a strange life by the way his mother talks of him. Three manhunts, two being national. How can he sit here next to this barely a teenager boy and believe this aura of power is natural. Yet, believing in a Gods and Goddesses seems just as crazy. Percy's eyes make him so readable, Paul can see everything in those eyes. Right now all he see is hope, no trace of laughter or mischief.
How can he believe this boy without reference? "Percy where's your mother?"
"She went out. Said I had to do this myself, that she couldn't explain any of it better than her. You have to believe me Paul. This is the truth. This why I've been so scared; you're the first good thing to happen to this family in a long time. I didn't want to ruin it. That's why I kept putting it off. Mom would tell me to do it all the time, saying, 'It's time. You have to do it eventually'. I couldn't do it. I was scared you would think we were crazy. I'm scared of that right now. You've made my mom so happy, happiness I destroy every time I leave. She'll need you more now than ever now. She needs a solid rock, a solid foundation to keep her steady. I would never tell a lie this big. I have too much going on to deal with the idea of a giant prank- I assume you think this is, based on how you're acting- on you. You have to believe me. I can give you proof."
"Proof?" If Paul saw proof, how would he be able to say it was fake. This would be the make or break for Paul. Does the aura this boy have mean something? Or just confidence, that should have be destroyed with a step-father like Gabe. A nasty thought that came into his head. Where would he have gotten that. Where could a boy who had, according to his mother, barely any friends in school? He's always talking about his friends at camp. Camp. "Before that. Tell me about camp. Is that where you disappear to every time?"
"Sometimes, for a short time. It's a place for demigods to go and practice and really hone in on their skills and talents. Paul I can show you proof. I can end this spinning question in your head with a simple flick of my wrist and a pull in my gut. I don't like this conversation, it hurts me to think it's a 50-50 shot of getting you to believe me."
Nodding Paul removed himself from his spot on the couch. On Percy's mark following him into the kitchen.
"I'm going to burst a pipe alright?"
"Don't make a mess! We'll hear about it from your mother!"
"I'll clean it up after," with a sound of protest from Paul Percy added, "I promise."
With that he slightly lifted his hand. The pipe started to squeal in agony-making Paul feel bad for it- and unexpected result being the flood of water coming from the faucet not bursting a pipe; just giving a stupid amount of water pressure. Percy then proceeded by spinning the water around in the air. Making it seem like the water was swimming, making waves.
"Do you believe me now, Paul?"
"Uh…," Great way to sound intelligent Paul, my thoughts prodded me, "Uh, yeah, Percy. I believe you. So Poseidon, he was the real Poseidon. Like Poseidon Poseidon?"
He chuckled for the first time this conversation, "Yeah, Paul. I'm the son of the Sea God."
"I just… to have all this thrown at my face in such a short period of time. I don't know how to handle it."
"I understand Paul," And Paul really did believe him, he believed he understood, "The first time I was told I was a demigod I was so shocked. But I was told I was apart indefinitely. You're more a sideline fan. You have the better spot."
"Does you're mother know," Of course she knows Paul, the voice returned, He did say she made him tell you.
"Yeah, Paul. She does. She even can see through the mist. That's what originally got my father's attention."
"Listen, Percy. I cam say I believe you, but I still have to figure this out for myself. You've just unloaded a lot of personal stuff to me."
"I can tell you my stories. All of them. Truthfully. From the beginning of my adventures. But all in due time, aye?"
"Do you think we could do it now? I have an extraordinarily open mind right now for this."
"Yeah, sure. It all started on the field trip in my sixth grade year…"
After spending a couple hours going over these stories with Percy- Paul adding a lot of time to that with his unending array of questions- Sally came home, and told Percy to clean up the kitchen. In the "haste" to tell his stories to Paul, to make him believe, that had forgotten about the kitchen.
To end this unprecedented day of events Paul decided to look over Greek Mythology a lot more now. To keep up with those two some more.
He finally felt like a true family.
He felt involved.
They included him in their family matters.
Hey! I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! IN the end only a few bits of my story had to come into to play here. The line Percy had "I have to talk to you. I don't know how you will react, pr even if you'll believe me but I have to tell you if you're going to be in this family" was a direct quote from my own experience.
Again I hope you enjoyed! My computer is about to die so see la later!
~Petey
