A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND I'M BACK, at least for a few days!
Decided to no longer use PoV. If I do use PoV, it will be mentioned, but don't count on it.
If I accidentally type Harry, that means Percy. Just a mistake from doing so many Harry Potter fics recently.
Oh, and sorry if the story isn't as good as it used to be, I've been in a funk in regards to PJO stories
Disclaimer: Not mine.
The Destroyer of Olympus
Previously
Once Hestia and I were consumed by a shadow and deposited in my palace, I conjured up and image of my brother and burst out laughing at what I saw. Oh, payback's a bitch, ain't it?
Now
Nico, Bianca, and Percy were all sitting on the cozy couch in the Primordial Throne Room, when Percy got his first official war mission from Tartarus. Currently he was lost in thought, I wonder what it's going to be?! Hopefully I get to fight a god. My training has been wasted so fa― Oh, I should probably listen―
"PERSEUS!" Tartarus shouted, apparently irritated by Percy's blank look.
"Yes, Lord Tartarus?" Percy asked sweetly.
Tartarus sighed, "You're a pain in my Primordial ass, Perseus."
Percy rolled his eyes in response, earning a glare from the Primordial, "I happen to take great pleasure in that my lor― you have no clue just how wrong that sounds…"
The Primordial of the Pit covered his face with his palm, annoyed by Percy's antics. "Ok, fine. You're annoying. Happy?"
"Elated."
"Good, now, your mission, and it's yours alone, is to recruit our," he gestured to the rest of the Primordial Council, "brother, Chronos."
"Woah, woah, woah, I thought Kronos was Gaia's son," Percy said, confused.
"That's Kronos. This is Chronos. His name is 'C-H-R-O-N-O-S' not 'K-R-O-N-O-S'."
"Ohhhhh," Percy replied, much less confused.
"Yes. Well, Chronos is the Primordial God of Time. If you can get him to join us, he will give you his blessing and make you his champion, giving you as much control over time as Kronos, the Titan, not our brother, has… had… whatever. The odds of him joining us are great, seeing as he despises the Olympians almost as much as yourself. Why? I have no clue, and frankly, I don't want to know," Tartarus shrugged.
"OH!" Percy burst eagerly, "I always wanted to be able to control time. In my opinion, it's one of the best domains out there." He paused for a moment, trying to calm himself down and hide his eagerness, "Where would I find your brother, Lord Tartarus? And, how am I supposed to get to wherever he is?"
Tartarus looked a little sheepish at that question, "That, Percy," he began, "is a good question."
"I'm sorry, what was that last part?" Percy asked, hoping his ears were lying to him.
"I have no idea where he is. I do know that he is somewhere in me an―"
"Woah, seriously, Lord Tartarus, we need to work on fixing the way you say things," Nico jumped in.
Tartarus frowned before grinning maliciously, "Oh, really, now?"
Nico nodded.
"Ok," Tartarus said, flicking his finger outwards, causing Nico's underwear to go over his head, giving him an atomic wedgie, making him squeal, which resulted in raucous laughter from Percy, Bianca, Tartarus, and Erebus, who just walked into the room. "How about now?" Tartarus taunted.
"No," Nico managed to squeak out.
"Good. Erebus, do you happen to know where our dearest brother, Chronos, is?"
"Of course," Erebus uttered before grinning. "Are you saying that you don't know where he is?"
"Uhhh," was Tartarus' reply.
This only reinforced Erebus' theory, who ended up beaming. He then turned me Percy, "I do know where Chronos is, unlike my dear brother here. Chronos is currently staying in my wife's mansion."
"What?! No he isn't! He's somewhere in the Pit," Tartarus argued.
"No, he's in the Mansion of Night!"
"He's in the Pit!"
Percy turned to his girlfriend and brother, ignoring the two bickering Primordials, "I'm just going to go check the Mansion of Night first. I'm leaving right now. I want to be as far away from those two as possible when they start their actual fight. Bye!" He quickly gave Bianca a kiss and Nico a pat on the back before he shadow travelled to his destination.
Nico looked curiously at Bianca, "What did he mean by their actual fight?"
Bianca was about to respond when a large 'Boom!' rebounded throughout the Throne Room. She nodded, "That is what he meant by their actual fight. We should get going if we want to stay alive." With that, she grabbed Nico's arm and shadow travelled them away from the still-bickering Primordial brothers.
(Line Break)
Not long after, Percy's figure emerged from the shadows of the Mansion of Night. He blinked his eyes a few times before his sight adjusted itself to the night, thanks to Nyx's blessing. He looked up and down the long corridor he emerged in, trying to figure out which way he was supposed to go. Percy eventually decided to use a child tactic that never failed him: eenie, meenie, miney, mo. Once he was done, going to the right won. He stalked carefully down the hall, wary for any of Nyx's not-so-pleasant children that he often had the misfortune of meeting. His caution was for naught, though, as he ended up running into one of the few children of the Primordials that he did not get along with.
"Oh, now what is my mother's champion doing here?" a voice boomed.
Percy quickly faced the voice and growled out, "I could ask you the same… Aether."
Aether's handsome face twisted with rage, "I'm simply visiting my mother's home, you whelp!"
"Oh, really" Percy thought aloud. "I was under the impression that you and your parents didn't get along well."
Aether snarled in response. "I only have issues with my father," he spat out.
"Yes. I have 'Daddy' problems, too. But, tell me this, did your father abandon you in favor of another son?"
Aether looked about ready to assume his true form. "No," he finally ground out.
"And, did your father start all the problems between the two of you."
"No!" Aether barked.
"Then, I think I win when it comes to 'Daddy' issues," Percy finished nonchalantly.
Aether roared and was about to try and burn Percy when Nyx showed up out of nowhere, halting the raging Primordial in his tracks.
"AETHER!" Nyx screeched, making Aether and Percy cringe.
"Uh, yes, mother?" he managed to stutter out.
"What have I told you about attacking my champion and his allies?" She asked, calmer than before.
"Um," Aether gulped, "not to?"
"Exactly. Why, then, would you go on ahead and do just that!?" Nyx snapped, no longer calm.
"The whelp deserved it," he sneered in Percy's direction.
Nyx turned to talk to Percy, "Percy, dear, you may want to go on ahead and find my brother. Aether and I are going to have a little chat."
Percy nodded quickly and darted off, knowing exactly what a little chat with Nyx entailed. He shivered at the memory. That was not pleasant, he thought to himself.
He continued on through the Mansion of Night and reached a large golden door that had large letters spelling out, 'CHRONOS' ROOM!' Oddly enough, though, under the large letters were smaller letters spelling out, 'At least when he stays here…' Percy snorted, Ha! Who would write that at the end? He thought, not realizing that he had done the exact same thing to his door in Tartarus' palace. Well, he mused, might as well get to it.
Percy then opened the door and lazily walked in, only to come to a standstill not even three steps into the room.
"Ah, crap," Percy muttered.
