I'm spoiling you guys. I really am. But I'm on a role. This chapter is just our three cuties. And its a lot of development for Luke. He can't ignore Kronos and run off with his cuties now. So he has to be the traitor we know and love. I hope you guys enjoy it. I loved writing this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Nope. I do own Jag and she's kickass.
Luke fought with the wheel on the Mustang as it skidded on the road. He heard a thump and a yelp which told him Nico was now awake and becoming acquainted with the floor. Percy was gripping the back of Luke's seat for dear life as the creature behind them bellowed.
"What is that thing?" Percy asked, his face pale as Luke finally got the Mustang straight and gassed it.
Percy was peaking through the back window, watching the creature chasing them though the Mustang was pulling away. The bottom half was a man, but the chest up where bull, two huge horns jutting from its skull as it bellowed again.
"Is it wearing underwear?" Nico asked, popping up from the floor.
"Minotaur." Luke gripped the wheel tightly, cursing the fact he'd lost his sword when he'd been captured.
"I thought Theseus killed that thing?" Percy winced as Luke spun the Mustang down a dirt side street, his head colliding painfully with the roof of the Mustang.
"Daddy did kill it! But monsters can reform after they are killed. So they keep having to be killed over and over again." Nico explained, rubbing his lips. "I had a weird dream."
"Focus on that later. We need to get somewhere safe." Luke glared at Jag. "You couldn't have given us a bit more warning?" He asked the shepherd.
She sneezed at him.
"Why is the Minotaur chasing us?" Percy whispered.
"Because you two smell like food to it. Demigods, especially children of the Elder Gods smell really good to monsters. It's how they find us. But you two are not only sons of the Elder Gods." Luke jerked the wheel so they went flying down another dark street, the Mustang's headlights barely lighting the way. "But Theseus was the demigod who killed the Minotaur first. And you are his son and brother."
"So he really wants to eat us." Nico agreed, climbing over the console and winding up in Luke's lap. Luke shifted his arm so he could still steer and hold Nico. Nico was watching the road intently, his hazel eyes shining as he considered the road before them, watching the first few raindrops fall on the windshield.
"We need to get to the beach. The Minotaur is stupid but he knows who Percy and I are. We'd stand the best chance there. I can't control the water like Percy can but the beach? I'm good there. Ground that has touched salt water is easy for me to control." Nico stated, shifting lightly in Luke's lap.
"Beach? I can get us there." Luke's body relaxed, a grin sliding into place as he floored the Mustang, listening to his engine roar.
Percy on the other hand was silent as he sat in the backseat. "Wait...Nico is my nephew and my cousin."
Nico glanced at him. 'Yeah. So?"
"I think I just performed incest. Is that bad?" Percy whined.
"No. We are Greek. With the amount of inbreeding we do it's amazing we have thumbs." Nico explained, before pausing. "When did you perform incest?"
Luke cleared his throat. "Um... shouldn't we be talking about the Minotaur. Not Percy's sudden interest in incest?"
Percy blushed. "You fell asleep on top of me. I couldn't' get you off of me. So I asked Luke for help..."
"And he suggested you poke him or hit him." Luke shouted.
Nico placed a hand over Luke's mouth. "What happened?"
"Um.. Luke sorta told me to kiss you. And I... um... might have sorta did. And I kinda might have licked your lips and bit them?"
"I don't remember this conversation at all." Luke did his best to look innocent.
"Pull the car over. Now!" Nico ordered glaring at Luke.
"Um Minotaur." Luke pointed out.
" . Car." Nico growled, and for the first time Percy realized that Nico wasn't just his brother's goofy kid. He was Hades's son. And Hades was the God of the Underworld.
Luke obeyed, the Mustang coming to an idle on the edge of the road, the only sound was the growl of the Mustang's engine and the rain hitting the roof.
Nico drew his dagger and pressed it to Luke's throat. "If you ever, ever give someone permission to kiss me when I'm asleep, I'll gut you. And I know how. Papa showed me."
"You're cute when you're angry. I like my boys feisty." Luke grinned, clearly unafraid of Nico's blade.
"You are a pervert." Nico decided, pressing his blade a little more to Luke's throat.
"Never said otherwise." Luke grinned.
The younger boy huffed, climbing into the backseat and grabbing Percy by the shirt, pulling the other boy to him. Percy opened his mouth to ask but gasped as Nico kissed him. Nico was far from gentle in his kiss. Nothing like the cute little pecks Percy had tried to give him. He was demanding and in charge, leaving Percy breathless and whimpering when he did pull away.
"That was amazing." Percy panted, leaning against Nico's chest. A Nico that looked really smug.
"Thanks. I've gotten into Daddy's porn a few times and picked up a few things. I've never had anyone to try them on though." Nico grinned.
"Can I say that was hot?" Luke whimpered, looking down at his pants and then back at the adorably blushing Percy.
"How old are you Nico?" Percy asked, still a little breathless, but happy when he felt Nico's arm wrap around him.
"Eleven. I'll be twelve in September." Nico snuggled him a bit more. "And before you ask I'm legal then. In Ancient Greece you were allowed to have sex at 12. I can be with Luke too. In Greece when boys turned twelve it was normal for them to have an erastes. Or basically a dominate male partner. The eromenos -the submissive partner- had to be at least twelve. They normally lived and had sex with their erastes until they were at least seventeen. After that they were suppose to get eromenos of their own. Luke's nineteen. He'd be an erastes to us. You are by Greek standards old enough to be his eromenos. I'm almost old enough. So technically we can be together if we decided. Not you and me. We are too young but if we had Luke with us it would be fine for us to be together."
"Are you suggesting that you want me to take you and Percy as my eromenos?" Luke asked.
Nico rolled his eyes. "No. I was just telling Percy. He doesn't know our culture."
"What if I want to be an eromenos thingy?" Percy piped in.
Both Nico and Luke stared at him.
"What? I liked being kissed by Nico. That was amazing." Percy was still tucked into Nico's side, clearly enjoying the slightly bigger boy's embrace.
"Did I just get invited to join a threesome by a twelve year old?" Luke asked Jag who whined at him.
"I like Percy. If he wants to try this I'm okay with it. You're an annoying pervert but I don't mind you Luke."
Percy nuzzled Nico's throat, a soft blush on his face. "You're different right now. You're more..."
"Mature? Yeah. I've spent my life pretty much alone except for my fathers and occasional visits from Uncle Triton and Uncle Pithy. And it didn't take long to figure out that if I act all cute and cuddly I get more attention. I like being cuddled. But Daddy has the attention span of a fly and unless I'm begging in for attention constantly he'd probably forget I existed." Nico smiled at him, touching Percy's cheek and giving him another quick kiss. Percy tried to follow his lips, whimpering cutely.
"Oh, he's going to be fun when he's a bit older." Luke grinned as he pulled the Mustang back onto the road.
"Huh?" Percy asked, attention completely focused on Nico's lips. He didn't understand why Nico was talking to Luke instead of kissing him. He liked those kisses!
He totally missed the conversation about continuing the drive to Montauk, though taking back roads to avoid the Minotaur. He didn't hear Nico suggesting they drive until they hit the beach instead of stopping at a motel like Luke wanted. Nope. All he knew was that he wanted kisses! And now!
Of course that had to wait as Luke gunned the Mustang once again, cursing as lightning struck the road narrowly missing the Mustang's rear bumper. "Seriously?" He shouted, as Jag began to bark again. Percy whined, hiding his face in Nico's neck as he tried to ignore the sound of crashing thunder nearly deafening him.
"That was close." Nico pointed out, glancing down at Percy. "You okay?" He asked softly, rubbing Percy's back.
"I don't like thunder or lightning."
"Me either."
Luke glanced in the mirror at them. "Don't worry. I'll protect you two."
Nico snorted a bit but grinned as Percy kissed his cheek.
"We aren't far from the beach." Percy whispered, yawning a bit. He'd had a long day and wanted to take a nap. But short of that he'd take some kisses from Nico. But Nico was watching the sky warily.
"Neeks? What's wrong?" He finally asked.
"Nothing. Just worried. The Minotaur is bad but if Zeus realizes I exist there is a lot more problems."
"Why? I get that Hades broke the oath same as my Dad but how is it worse then me?"
"Because Nico being born represents a unity between Poseidon and Hades that's never existed before." Luke explained, turning down another road.
"He's right. Zeus knows that Papa will fight to protect his kids. And so will Grandpa. So having me born means having them team up to protect me. Plus Daddy who is a really strong demigod. So he'll try and kill me so they don't team up against him."
"Wow...Zeus is a paranoid freak."
Nico nodded in agreement as the Mustang slowed to a stop. Luke stretched lazily pleased with himself. "We're here!"
Percy was out the door before Luke could even kill the engine. Nico right behind him as the two raced towards the ocean he could faintly see through the rain. Luke shook his head, waiting for the boys to realize that a hurricane was blowing in and if they went near that water they were likely to drown. The clouds covered the moon and the only light cutting through the rain was the Mustang's headlights and Luke was tempted to turn that off so the boys would get back there faster.
It didn't take Nico long to retreat to the car, his black hair plastered to his skin as he shivered, clambering into the front seat, his clothes soaked to the skin, effectively drenching Luke as he turned on the Mustang's heat.
"The water is cold." Nico whined, cuddling into Luke's broad chest for warmth.
"Duh. It's New York and there is a hurricane outside. It's going to be cold. Where did you leave our little eromenos?"
"He was sitting there staring at the ocean. I think he's hoping his Dad will appear." Nico whispered.
Luke snorted. "As if."
Nico gave him an odd look only to frown as Percy came back into sight, his shoulders slumped and head down. He was dripping wet when he opened the passenger side door and climbed over Jag.
"Hey. what's wrong?" Luke asked, turning so he could see Percy's face.
"Nothing. I just.." Percy shook his head, smiling a bit. "It's nothing. Come one. I know a place we can spent the night."
Ten minutes later the trio and a very angry, very wet dog, found themselves in a little cabin on the beach. Luke was wincing as he peeled the now soaking wet bandage from his head, pleased that the bleeding had stopped. Satisfied he was in no danger of bleeding to death, he pulled the shirt over his head, wrinkling his nose as the wet material clung to his body. He felt two pairs of eyes on him and he grinned, turning around to find Nico all but drooling as he took in the sight of Luke's muscled body, perfect from years of training though marred by quite a few scars. Percy though was far less subtle than the opened mouth drooling of the Son of Hades, their outlines and features lit by the frequent flashes of lightning and the glow from two flashlights they'd found since the cabin's power was out.
"You're hot." He blurted out. "Very hot." He blushed crimson when he realized he'd spoken out loud.
"Yes. I am. But so are my little eromenos. But you are very wet eromenos. Let's get you dried off and then we can scrounge up some food and then sleep." Luke stepped close to Percy, tugging at his shirt. Percy obediently lifted his arms and allowed Luke to pull the cold, wet shirt from his skin. He giggled a little nervously as Luke kissed his collar bone before sliding his hands slowly down Percy's sides giving the little Sea Prince plenty of time to pull away. Luke's hand found the button of Percy's jeans. He hesitated a few moments, waiting for Percy who stood on tip toes and kissed Luke's collar bone.
Nico stood awkwardly by the door, unsure what to do but his choice was soon made as Luke crooked a finger at him. He cautiously stepped closer, before sprinting the last few feet and into Luke's arms, nuzzling his face into Luke's damp cool chest. Percy whined, annoyed Luke wasn't focusing on him anymore but was soon silenced when Luke tilted his chin up and kissed him. Percy eagerly responded, his inexperience made up for by enthusiasm. Luke kissed differently than Nico. Luke was gentle, treating him as if he was a delicate flower, he soothed away any nervousness Percy had, replacing it with a sense of comfort and safety. Nico on the other hand was hungry, possessive, totally in control, and rougher. Luke's skilled lips guided his, gently urging Percy on, while Nico didn't care if their teeth clashed, or they hit skulls, it was all part of the fun with him. Percy really wasn't sure who he liked best. He really needed to study their methods more. He pulled away from Luke gasping for breath only to seize Nico's lips. Hmm... still not sure.
"Are you done little one?" Luke asked, running a hand through Percy's hair.
Percy blushed a little, but nodded. Luke turned his attention to Nico who was shivering slightly.
"Let's get you dry." Luke grasped the hem of Nico's shirt. "May I?"
Nico nodded, lifting his arms to help Luke pull the shirt off and toss it onto the floor.
"You have muscles little ghost." Luke commented, running a finger over Nico's abs.
Nico blushed, his pale skin lighting up. "Daddy taught me to sword fight. And he trains with me every day if I ask."
Percy interrupted with a little whimper. "I'm cold! And hungry!"
Luke chuckled, grabbing for Percy's belt loops and pulling the Son of Poseidon close, kissing him on the nose. "Demanding much?"
Percy huffed reaching out and grabbing Luke's jeans in return. He flicked open the button open and yanked down the zipper, grinning smugly at the looks he earned from Nico and Luke.
Luke kicked his jeans off, leaving him in only his slightly damp boxers, before he reached out and pulled Nico to his chest, so the Son of Hades back was pressed against him. "Kiss." He urged using his free hand to tug Percy close so he was wrapped up in Nico's arms. The two were quick to obey, as Luke's hand slid between their bodies, undoing Nico's jeans and tugging them down. Nico whimpered softly, feeling Luke's hand brush against his crotch in the process but Luke had already moved his hand to Percy's zipper. The two boys were soon left with their jeans around their ankles though they didn't really notice it as they snogged. Luke released his hold on Nico and moved to the twin size bed in the cabin stripping it of its blanket and sheet. Percy and Nico finally pulled apart, when Luke tucked the blanket around them.
"You two are freezing from that damn ocean." Luke fussed.
Percy looked away at the mention of the ocean but let Luke lead him to the queen size bed. He pushed the pair down. "Stay here. I'm gonna dry Jag off and see if I can make some food."
Nico laid down, pulling Percy with him and cuddling the smaller boy to his chest, rubbing Percy's arms, when he noticed he was still shivering despite the lack of wet clothes. "Are you okay?"
Percy nodded quickly, snuggling closer to Nico for warmth. "I'm fine. Just cold."
"You don't feel cold." Nico murmured, though he did tuck the blanket around Percy a bit more.
"I'm fine. I promise." Percy yawned, through to Nico's eyes it looked a little too forced. "I'm gonna sleep. Wake me up if Luke finds food. I doubt there is any." He rolled over, hiding his face against Nico's bare chest. Nico frowned down at him but decided not to push it. He instead watched a very annoyed German Shepherd get scrubbed dry but Luke.
Twice he shifted, jostling Percy as much as he could without being obvious. The demigod didn't so much as twitch at the rough movement but his breathing was too rapid for sleep. When Luke returned from his hunt for food empty handed, Nico kept his observations to himself, even when Luke climbed into bed, giving Percy an odd look but he didn't comment as he turned the flashlights off, pecking both Percy and Nico on the lips.
"Good night my little eromenoses." Luke whispered, settling down. He felt the bed dip as Jag jumped up, tucking herself into Luke's legs. He listened to the rolling thunder and pounding rain, as he watched Nico and finally Percy being pulled into sleep's embrace. He waited a while, making sure they weren't faking before slipping free of the bed. Jag raised her head, whining softly but Luke hushed her. He padded barefoot across the cold wooden floor, guided by the flashes of lightning as he found the little kitchen. He snagged a large mixing bowl, a wooden spoon, several small glasses, and a simple kitchen knife from the cabinets before casing one more look at Percy and Nico. Satisfied that they were deep asleep he slid outside, closing the door carefully behind him, leaving his little collection on the door mat, sheltered by the slight overhang of the roof. He did gather up two of the glasses.
He took a deep breath, trying to ignore the rain stinging his bare skin, he trudged towards the ocean waves, eying it warily. The waves rose skyward, higher than the little cabin that sheltered them, as if the waves sought to attack they very sky. Luke shook off the unease as he gathered a bit of the water into glass before hurrying back to the shelter of the doorway, filling a glass with sand as he did so. He peeked his head in the doorway, pleased that Percy had rolled over but other than that his two cuties hadn't moved.
Kneeling Luke pulled the bowl to him then hesitated. He pushed it away before drawing it back. Could he really do this? He hesitated a moment more before pulling the bowl back to him. He took a steadying breath.
"Κύριος Κρόνος, γνέφουν κλήση μου." He whispered, the words rolling from his tongue with practiced ease. He picked up the sand pouring it into the bowl as he murmured. "Με γη σοι προσφορά." The dirt in the bowl did nothing but Luke wasn't worried as he called "Από τη θάλασσα σοι προσφορά." pouring the salt water into the bowl next. The two formed a muddy mix but nothing else changed. Luke considered a moment. He didn't have a feather like he'd normally use. But air was all around him. That would have to do. "Με τον αέρα σοι προσφορά" He whispered, before finally picking up the knife. His hand shook slightly but he sliced open his left bicep, watching his own blood trickle into the bowl. "Το αίμα σου είναι το αίμα σου. Με τη γη, με δείτε, αεροπορικώς, από το αίμα. Καλώ εσένα. Αφήστε τη φωνή σου να ακουστεί." He finally finished. The mixture in the bowl began to glow a soft golden light.
He called the words again "Κύριος Κρόνος, γνέφουν κλήση μου. Με γη σοι προσφορά. Από τη θάλασσα σοι προσφορά. Με τον αέρα σοι προσφορά. Το αίμα σου είναι το αίμα σου. Με τη γη, με δείτε, αεροπορικώς, από το αίμα. Καλώ εσένα. Αφήστε τη φωνή σου να ακουστεί."
The contents of the bowl began to glow brighter as more of Luke's blood fed it. The Son of Hermes gritted his teeth as the earth around him seemed to spin as his body tried to remind him that he'd already sustained a head injury today. He didn't need to lose more blood.
Finally he whispered the words on final time, though this time in English. "Lord Κronos, beckon to my call. By earth I bid thee. By sea I bid thee. By air I bid thee. Thy blood is thee blood. By earth, by sea, by air, by blood. I summon thee. Let thy voice be heard."
The liquid swirled around, its golden light lighting the night air. Finally an ancient voice, sounding as if it was far underwater rumbled from the bowl.
"I was beginning to think you had fled." The voice rumbled.
"No master. I had...a situation to deal with."
"I heard. That fool grandson of mine captured you and has claimed the Helm and the Bolt."
Luke bowed his head. "I'm sorry my Lord. I was foolish. I underestimated Ares's ability." He touched the gash on his head. "He was able to incapacitate me."
"You failed me Lucas. Why should I spare you after that?" Kronos asked his voice cool, almost bored.
Luke hesitated, this was where he made his choice. "I have news. Something that would greatly interest you."
"And that is?"
Blue eyes flickered towards the cabin, knowing the two boys inside slept easily, trusting him to keep them safe. He exhaled slowly before speaking. "I've discovered that the Prophecy may come true. Poseidon and Hades have both fathered children."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, master." Luke lowered his head, glad Kronos couldn't see him with this spell. The guilt written all over his face would have been a dead giveaway.
"What have you learned?"
"Hades and Poseidon both fathered children." Luke focused on his heartbeat, willing it to be steady and his voice smooth and calm. "Daughters. Both of them. I overheard Ares and Aphrodite speaking of them. Aphrodite's aware of Hades's child and the other Gods know of Poseidon's. Zeus is blaming Poseidon's child for my theft and he wants to kill the child."
"Poseidon hasn't sent his Daughter to Camp Half-Blood yet?"
"No Lord. Aphrodite believes the girl has been sent to Atlantis to be hidden with her father. Zeus has been searching and cannot find her."
"And Hades's child?"
"The girl is well hidden. Aphrodite was speculating that it might just be a rumor of her birth but Ares disagrees. He says that Hades has become very withdrawn, he doesn't even allow Hermes to bring messages into his territory anymore. He's hiding something and Ares believes it's his daughter.' Luke lied smoothly.
"You've done well Lucas. Retrieve the Bolt and the Helm and I shall spare your life when I rise."
Luke gritted his teeth, "Yes my Lord."
The golden glow faded, showing the connection had been cut but Luke didn't move, just watching his blood still in the bowl. He'd just lied to his master. Lied to protect two boys he didn't even know well. And he couldn't find an atom in his body regretting it. Sighing he finally stood, emptying the bowl, knowing the rain would wash his blood away, before entering the little cabin.
Jag's tail thumped lazily as he scratched her ears, before retaking his place beside Percy. Nico's eyes fluttered open. "Luke?" He slurred.
"Shh. Go to sleep."
"You're wet." Nico noticed when Luke's rain drenched arm wrapped around his waist.
"I thought I heard something. So I went outside to check. Just a raccoon."
Nico looked doubtful but he nodded anyways, Luke could practically feel the trust oozing off the boy. Nico snuggled closer, pressing Percy more into them both, and settled down, quickly drifting off again.
It was much longer before sleep found Luke, and when it did his dreams were plagued by that cruel voice.
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