A/N: This is my first story so please be gentle. Constructive criticism is welcomed but flames will be ignored. Warning: This is a FemPercy fanfiction and Percy's dad is Hades. I apologize in advance if my grammar is bad. I am Australian so it probably isn't Americanized. Here are the review responses:
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Warning: I have made Thalia a boy. There will be no changes but you can tell me if you want Percia to be with Luke or Theseus (MaleThalia)?
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Key: "Hey," = conversation
'Hey' = thoughts
"Hey" = telepathy
'Hey' = memories
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Chapter 4: Fighting to Avenge
Gabe's Camaro rumbled down the road towards Camp Half-blood. Grover was currently explaining the rules and regulations of the camp and some of the important sites and buildings there. It sounded like a holiday park from the way he was talking! Something he said piped my interest.
"Grover, is there a reason it's called Half-blood Hill?" He took a deep breath.
"Five years ago, I was given my first mission as a protector. It was to escort three half-bloods: Luke Castellan, son of Hermes aged ten (this caught my attention), Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena aged seven and Theseus Grace, son of Zeus aged ten. (A/N: *spoiler* When he comes back to life at the end of the 'Sea of Monsters' section he will be 12 and Percia, the prophecy child will be 13) We were being chased by hordes of monsters from Hades to harm Theseus."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw mom gain an angry look but she held her tongue. "We were chased for miles and we were nearly there until Theseus decided he had had enough. He fought the monsters to buy us time but he was bitten by a Basilisk at the last moment. His father turned him into a pine tree and his spirit has protected camp ever since."
A silence hung heavy in the car. Theseus must have been incredibly brave and self-sacrificing to have been able to do that.
"Mom if this is such a safe place, why wasn't I taken here before?" I asked, trying to change the subject. Mom's eyes filled with tears and I squashed down my feelings of sympathy. 'Block them out,' I ordered myself harshly. 'You will only be hurt.'
"Because I was selfish and stubborn," she replied, her tears threatening to fall. I raised an eye brow in curiosity. How was keeping me with her selfish or being stubborn? In my opinion everyone is allowed to be selfish at times. "Your father offered me sanctuary in his realm, Percy. He didn't care what his wife thought but I refused. It felt like the easy answer to my problems and I like you hate taking the easy road. You inherited that from me Percy. You and I would walk the path that had obstacles and danger instead of the path that was an easy stroll." I nodded in acceptance. The offer while considerate and tempting was the short cut to life and my stubborn nature would force me to continue along the hard road.
"When you were six, your uncle discovered your existence. He sent an anaconda to kill you but you ended up strangling it and using it as a pillow," she continued, a smile of amusement plastered on her face. I smiled at the memory. It had been a stupid snake because it had been too shocked to even struggle. It's funny that the snake that suffocates its prey died from suffocation.
"I should have sent you then but I married Gabe, hoping that he would disguise your scent. It worked but he forced me to pay for his expenses plus both yours, Lykos's and mine by threatening to harm both of you. I couldn't let that happen." I stared at her, shocked. Anger and misery began whirling around inside of me. Mom had believed that he wouldn't lay a hand on us?
"He beat me up anyway so it was kind of pointless," I told her softly, not trusting my emotions to stay in check by talking any louder.
"Percy, don't lie. He-"
"HE DID!" I roared fury evident in my voice. I could feel my negative emotions rolling off me in waves.
"YOU BELIVED THE PIG WHEN HE PROMISED YOU HE WOULDN'T HURT US IF YOU PAYED FOR EVERYTHING BUT HE DID IT ANYWAY! YOU DIDN'T STOP HIM FROM HARMING LYKOS, I DID BY SACRIFICING MYSELF! YOU ACTUALLY BELIVED HIM WHEN HE TOLD YOU THAT I HAD CUT MY FACE ON GLASS AT SCHOOL WHEN HE HAD REALLY RIPPED OPEN MY FACE WITH A STRAIGHT RAZOR! YOU WERE NEVER THERE FOR US WHEN HE SLICED MY BODY TO PIECES AND FORCED LYKOS TO WATCH! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO US?!" I yelled, my eyes showing volumes.
I took a deep shuddering breath to calm myself. My mother reached out a hand and placed it on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry," she said sincerely. "Please forgive me." I didn't doubt the sincerity in her words. No stuttering excuses, just a clear simple apology. I remained silent.
"You knew that Jacob was actually Hermes didn't you?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Yes. I knew he was a god because of my sight."
"Your sight?"
"Yes. I can see through the mist and your brother can too."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Percia?"
"Yes?"
"Be quiet."
"Fine!"
The car was silent for a while. Moonlight filtered through the car's open window giving my skin and hair a silver glow. I felt my energy levels surge till I was practically brimming with it. I extended my senses to survey the surrounding area. Four miles ahead of us, on the edge of my senses, I could feel a powerful life force. Theseus's Tree! To our left and right I could hear the rustling of trees and plants as animals began to flee.
Danger! They whispered. Hurry! Escape! 'What from?' I wondered and extended my senses behind me and I saw it. A pack of Cyclopes and wind people armed with swords were chasing us!
"Mom! Speed up!" I yelled, startling her into following my orders.
"Why River?" Grover asked.
"We are being chased!" He turned pale, obviously remembering Theseus's fate.
"No, no, no," he whimpered
"Please just a bit further," mom prayed, no begged.
I felt something racing through the woods to our left but its hostile scent warned me it was trouble.
"Sally, watch out!" screamed Grover. I just had time to see a large dark shape lunge forward and pick up the car. We screamed as we were lifted high into the air and slammed down on the ground, right side against the ground, before being hurled forward. We hit the ground, nose buried in a ditch. I grunted, pain burning in my side, my ribs rebroken.
"River, are you alright?" Grover asked, worry seeping into his voice.
"Yes," I lied.
"You ok Mom?" There was no answer.
"Mom? MOM?!" I cried frantically, checking her for her pulse. I could feel it faintly but deep down I knew her time was almost up.
"Mom…...Ι, αντίπαλου λήθη Jackson, κόρη του μεγαλύτερου γιου, πρωταθλητής του φεγγαριού να σας δώσει, Sally Ροσέλ Jackson πρόσβαση στο Elysium και ευλογία μου. Σας δεν πρέπει να κριθεί. (A/N: I, Percia Lethe Jackson, daughter of the eldest son, champion of the moon give you, Sally Rochelle Jackson access to Elysium and my blessing. You shall not be judged.) 'What did I just say?' I thought. Her body shuddered and she let out her final breath.
"Let's go," I ordered Grover, kicking open the door and dragging him out and we started running. We ran for ages, following Grover's directions with the monsters rapidly gaining. I could see lights from the camp up ahead but I knew we weren't going to make it. I am going to fight to avenge my mother. I chucked him my backpack. "Take this to Theseus's tree then get back here and help," I hissed.
He nodded and took off. I turned and faced the oncoming wave of monsters. I lunged forward, Apeiro in hand, leaping off the ground in a spectacular gymnastics flip lashing out with my sword hand. My energy levels were high and I was sure I was drunk on it. Leaping forward, I kicked out my legs striking two Cyclopes in the chests before slicing through their heads. I could see Grover throwing…were those tin cans? It was a perfect distraction as one by one each dazed monster fell to Apeiro's wrath. As the last monster fell, all that remained was me, coated in monster dust with a determined regal expression on my face. It soon faded into my emotionless façade.
A roar sounded through the trees and we turned to find the legendary Minotaur of the Labyrinth. Returning my sword to ring form I called upon my energy sources once more; I was now practically shimmering with power. The Minotaur barged straight at me. I shoved Grover to the side before darting out of the way.
It slowed down, sniffing the air. What could I do to kill it? A plan formed in my head. It was crazy, death-defying, no reason for it to work; it was perfect.
"Hey Bull Snot," I yelled. That definitely got his attention. He turned and lumbered towards me. Wait for it, wait for it…Now! I flipped on to his head, swinging my legs around one of his horns before grabbing and yanking on the other one. *Snap* the sounded echoed through the clearing. I leapt off his head and using the other horn as a leaver, I swung downwards piercing his torso with his own horn.
The roar was deafening. I collapsed to the ground my energy dropping to a dangerous low as the sun rose on the horizon. My body was a wreck. Blood was oozing from numerous injuries and my ribs were burning. I slowly lost conscious, oblivious to Grover's yells for help and the arms and concerned stare of a pair of sky blue eyes.
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