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Percy's middle name means ocean. I forgot to mention that before. Oops? Anyway…. ON WITH THE SHOW! I mean story, on with the story.
Disclaimer: RR is not my initials, END is.
"Hey, uncle Hades, hey aunt Persephone. How's the, um, permanent guest?" after Hades had blessed him, Percy had a knowledge of the most hated souls and the most loved. To his horror, one of the first images were of smelly Gabe and the had broken down right in front of his mother and his uncle and aunt.
Hades skirms, knowing why he was here, "Getting closer to caving every single day. I really don't think you-" he is interrupted by seeing percy's hair turn into blue fire, something else he had gotten from his uncle.(i know hades can't really do that, but i love it too much not to put it in!)
"Well! There's no harm in speeding up the process, than is there?" his eyes are pitch black, as they are every time he talks of him.
Hades sighs, and flicks his hand towards him causing Percy to disappear in blue flames. After he is gone, Hades rubs his temples, knowing somehow this will come back to bite him in the butt.
Stupid good for nothing piece of περιττώματα. I wish the huntress could have met you. Especially Zoë.
He walks through the fields of punishment, every now and again seeing souls the knows of.
King Tantalus- chopped up his sons and served them as food to the gods and goddesses, than on top of that he stole some nectar and ambrosia. His punishment? Sit in water below a fruit tree. Doesn't sound like a punishment, you say? Well don't worry, every time he tried to get some water or fruit it ran away from his touch.
King Sisyphus- actually this king was accused of multiple charges, murdered any traveling guest to his castle, seduced his niece Tyro, plotted to kill Salmoneus, told Asopus where Zeus took Asopus' daughter Aegina, and cheated death twice by chaining Thanatos. His punishment? Moving a boulder to the top of a hill, which would always roll back down the hill making it last for all time. Wow, he must have been sore.
King Ixion(I swear this is the last king)- a extremely hated soul of Hera's, he had developed a crush on he queen of gods and soon made a move on her. Horrified she went to Zeus, so as a test he shaped a cloud to look like hera and when he, um, had his way, king Ixion bragged to the other gods confirming his suspicions. His punishment? He was strapped to a burning wheel that spun across the air. Talk about sunburn!
And finally the 49 Daughters of Danaus(terrible flirts, they love trying to kiss me and play with my hair)- they killed their husbands. Their punishments? Filling water from the River Styx in jars through sieves in a cracked jar that leaked the water. I bet that made a mess.
Soon he hears his screams, Percy could pick them out in an instant. Rage filled him and he marches ahead, twisting his ring.
Just as he is about to turn the corner, a hand stops him. "Percy, are you sure this is wise?" Percy sighs and turns to face his other mentor.
"Hello, Otrera. How are you this fine day?" she rises an eyebrow.
"Stopping my little brother from making a big mistake. How about you, Percy?" he crosses his arms and pouts.
Percy had heard of what Gabe's punishment was- every time he thought negative, anything at all, a cut appeared on his body. Depending on how bad it was, the bigger or deeper the cut.
So yeah, he had heard of it, but he wanted to see it, no, he wanted to be the punisher. And for some reason, people thought that is a bad idea. Otrera included.
"Why? After everything he did, are you saying he doesn't deserve Tartarus? That he doesn't deserve to see my face and know that he can't break me? You can take my daggers, you can take my bow, but you cannot take my right to see fear on that monsters face at least once!"
He hadn't meant to start crying, but it felt like justice wasn't being served. That by letting that man think he was dead, was letting him win. And he had won enough already.
Otrera sighs. "Give me κατακλυσμός. Αnd λήθη." Percy grins and hands over his weapons.
Soon they see him, but he's not alone.
Percy steps forward, "Who are they."
As his sister holds him back, he studies the kids that surround smelly Gabe.
One is a blonde girl, and he can see her startling grey eyes from here. Obviously a daughter of Athena. He follows her glaring gaze to a boy with black hair and sea green eyes, a son of Poseidon, and sadly, his half-brother. He has a cocky and self centered air around himself. Beside them, was a satyr who nervously chewed on a tin can.
Gabe was sitting in front of them smiling like they were old friends, but cuts came across him rapidly, and Percy knew what was going through the old man's mind.
"G-guy's something isn't right here. We should go to H-hades already."
Percy's hair flames up, but he smooths it back down, no need to blow their cover.
"Your uncle?" Otrera whispers, eyes narrowed, "What do they want with your uncle?"
He shakes his head, but stays silent.
"Ah, don't worry goatie, it's just a harmless old man. We got plenty of time!" Percy wants to scoff, but stays silent like the dead. The boy even sounded egotistical.
"Actually, Eric, we do-" the boy, Eric, steps in front of her with a smile he must think is charming.
"Quite Annabeth! So, mister, how long have you been here?" Gabe smiles his tobacco stained smile.
"Twelve years about now. Still holding out strong."
Annabeth turns towards the goat, "Grover, I don't trust this. Stay back." He nods quickly.
Percy didn't trust it either, "Otrera, give me my weapons." She backs away.
"Percy…." He whips around, eyes darkening, not all black, but close. His hair is smoking and blue fire flickers.
"Now." She hands them over. Percy slips on his ring and temporarily tosses his bow into oblivion.
Annabeth steps up to Gabe and Percy tenses at how the man looks up at her. Hungrily. His eyes widen.'Smelly gabe hasn't seen any woman since coming down here.'
"Only twelve years? What did you do?"
"Apparently, bad things to a little boy." suddenly Gabe flashes out and grabs Annabeth, holding her close. She screams, but he covers her mouth. Petting her hair he talks aloud, almost to himself.
"Well, aren't you a pretty one." Percy snaps and Ash Crashes right in front of them, his eyes black and his hair flaming.
"Remember me?" Percy growls. Gabe drops Annabeth in a panic.
"You! You're supposed to be dead!" he puts λήθη under smelly Gabes chin, wanting nothing more then to nick him at least once.
"Sorry, can't get rid of me that easily. You should have worse after what you did, but don't worry, I can't wait until mom can have her way with you. Now be gone."
He flicks his hand and Gabe disappears in blue and green flames.
His sister had left, knowing she would be no help. But Eric, Annabeth, and Grover stared at him.
He turns towards Annabeth. "Not all monsters have fangs and claws, mortals can be worse than want haunts our kind."
"Who are you." Eric asks, anger burning in his eyes.
"Percy Jackson. And the only way you could get where you want."
The boy scoffs, "How could you-"
Percy brings out his bow and shoots him with a Hypnos arrow. Annabeth gasps as he falls to the ground.
He rolls his eyes.
"Relax. It's only a sleeping arrow. He will wake up soon."
Grover runs up, bleating nervously.
"Annabeth! Are you ok? Bahh! What happened to Eric?!"
Percy puts his ring back on and sighs impatiently.
"Come on! I heard you didn't have much time! This is about the Master Bolt, right? I can't wait until the thief is found, they've been a pain in my behind."
A combination of two angry gods, especially Zeus and Poseidon, caused major casualty in the mortal world. And the underworld was getting backed up. There were riots, escaping souls, and souls going places they shouldn't.
Annabeth gets in his face, angry and scared. "Who are you? You are not normal. Who is your parent?"'Wow, grateful much?'
"What? No thank you? I did just save your life." she goes to push him and Percy panics. He grabs her arm, pulls her behind him, turns than brings out κατακλυσμός with a Hades arrow ready.
Percy's hair is flaming and his eyes are pitch black, "DON'T," he takes a deep breath and puts out his hair, "Don't… touch me."
He turns quickly, "Well! No time to waste, let's go!"
He looks back to see an unconscious half brother slumped against Annabeth with Grover "lightly" slapping his cheeks. Percy winces, the kid may have been annoying, but now he had to deal with it. 'Oh well, at least I can call Spot.'
He takes a deep breath, and for a second, terror takes over him before he calms down. Sweat drips down his brow as he suddenly becomes deathly pale.
"It's me, son of Magic blessed by Death. I call forth a messenger to do my bidding. Come forth, Theseus, and carry forth my message."
All Annabeth and Grover heard was horse whispers coming from him before a skeleton breaks through the ground. Soon it is out of its earthen prison, muscles growing over bone and skin growing over muscles.
A young man around 22 soon appears in Greek armor looking queasy himself.
"Percy, ugh, I told you not to do that! I don't care if Otrera threatened you, just call her yourself. My gods i feel horrible."
Percy sways, feeling light headed and drained(sea what I did there?). "You're not the only one…." He falls and his mentor catches him.
"WHOA! Perc, oh man, Otrera's gonna kill me if you get hurt. Come on let's get you to your aunt. Hold up, who are you two?"
The two campers stood in shock. Did they just see this strange boy talk to the legendary Theseus as if they are family?
Annabeth snaps out of her stupor first full of questions and theories, just like an Athena child.
"Um, he saved us, well me, from this old dude who said he had been here for twelve years. He wouldn't say who his parent was, but can you? What's up with the flaming hair? And his eye's they- I haven't seen any demigod with eyes like that before. And-" Percy groans.
"Oh my gods, shut up already! If you were supposed to know, you would. Ugh, worse than those stupid hunters…."
Theseus grins widely and picks Percy's feet off the ground, "Yay! You're alive! And I'm alive! Well, actually, I'm dead, but-" he stops when Percy starts wiggling in his hands.
"Let me go! We have to leave. These two, well three, want to see my uncle. It's about the horse and eagle problem. We need a ride."
Theseus brings out his sword and starts scraping bloody gore from under his fingernails. "Oh, I see you wanted me to get… ok ok got it."
He hands Percy to Annabeth, causing Eric to fall on the ground. With a care Percy didn't know the threatening girl could have, she puts his arm over her shoulder to carry some of his weight.
"Thanks. I wouldn't want to fall on this ground." He meant it as a joke but not really.
She shakes her head with a gentle smile, "No I should be thanking you. And apologizing. I shouldn't have snapped at you, it's just, that man… just thank you."
"Anyway, who's our ride?" Percy smirks.
"My pet."
After riding Cerberus for a few moments, they had reached the palace of his uncle. He staggered into the throne room and smiled at his aunt and uncle.
"Hi uncle Hades! Hi aunt Persephone!" He's awake long enough to see his uncle glaring at him before everything went black.
"The first thing he tastes is liquid green cookies. Freshly baked. His birth mother had made him blue food, but Hecate makes him green food, and he feels as if it tastes better.
"Ugh." his vision is blurry and the feels hot and sweaty. Normally Percy would take this as a good thing, but not when he can't remember why he was hot and sweaty.
"What is with this boy and his mother coming down here and passing out!? My stress levels are at an all time high! Holy Hera, I'm going to my garden." He feels hands pull him up from his position on his bed.
"Wha-" he stops, the only thing that came out was a hoarse whisper. His throat is scratchy and sore. And since he couldn't talk, he couldn't ask for a drink. Which really wasn't a problem, he could sense water in the room.
Using his rarely used powers from his father, Percy brings the water to him and drinks it in a long string, as if drinking through a straw.
Immediately, he feels better. So ok, his father was good for something. His uncle stands beside him, dripping with water.
Hades glares at him as Percy grins sheepishly.
He dries his uncle off.
"I knew that would come back and bite me in the butt. You and your mother," he pauses, and cocks his towards the ceiling.
"Huh, that girl, Annabeth, she's dead. Or, well, is about to be." Percy jumps up, his pulse racing.
"What? Oh my gods, I have to help them! I need to go! Where are my weapons?! Oh, never mind." And he disappears in a puff of ash, leaving Hades' normally pale skin, dark.
Percy appears at the edge of the ocean. He frantically scans the beach, looking for them. Finally, he sees furry goat legs sticking upside down from the earth and runs towards them until he hears whimpers coming from behind him.
He turns to see Annabeth leaning up against a sand dune, holding her stomach as blood drips around her fingers.
He runs up to her, "Zeus' Bolt! What happened?" She coughs up blood and spits it out into the sand. Percy removes her hands and places his own on the wound.
He glanced back to the ocean and cursed, "Annabeth, what you are about to sea(I couldn't help it!) You can't tell anybody. When this is over, it never happened!" she nods weakly. He summons water from the ocean into his palm and then presses it to the wound.
The water cleans the stab wound and Percy can see her injury stitching itself back together. And soon it was like it never happened.
"Where's the fight?" She points to the water's edge where a large man is holding Eric into the air. His eyes widen.
"Is that Ares?" Annabeth nods.
Percy stands up and rolls his shoulders. "Well, time to go fight a war god."
wow that took me longer than I thought it it.
Clarisse: naw dip! You get everyone's hopes up when you update alot than you drop off the planet you stupid maggot!
Me: now that was just uncalled for!
Chris: babe what did I tell you?
Clarisse: not to call people maggots... sorry ZJ
Me: its cool. You know what? Imma have a surprise for you in the next chapter. Bye clarbear!
Clarisse: dont push it
Me: sorry.
