Percy Jackson: A Hero Once Broken
Chapter 7: If only dreams were helpful.
Location: Mount Olympus, New York.
Artemis' Point Of View
Artemis sighed, knowing what her father was most likely intending to ask. She composed herself for a moment before leaving the white marble pillar over to the group who were waiting anxiously. Zeus was looking at them with his electric blue eyes. Zeus turned round to his side and looked at Artemis. He waited a second before speaking.
"Artemis. What is your, 'relationship' with Perseus Jackson exactly."
Artemis blushed in annoyance whilst Annabeth and the other demigods looked on in wonder and confusion. "We are simply friends father, and that is all. As I said to Uncle Poseidon, Percy has been a close friend of the hunt and has helped us many times." Artemis replied, composed and calmly.
Zeus looked at his daughter calculatingly. He waited a moment for speaking. "Well my daughter, you shall do best not to forget of your oath and nor shall you break it over a son of my brother." Zeus spoke quietly.
"A bit of an over reaction father, is it not. After all Artemis is the least likely of all chaste immortals to break an oath. And after all father, I ay have a rivalry with Poseidon but do understand that his son should not be judged on his heritage but his feats. If he has done stuff to help the hunters in a time of need then allow them to continue their friendship." A voice spoke out cooly. Everyone turned to the right to see who spoke.
"Athena, if you approve of their 'friendship' then i'll assume it's beneficial for Olympus." Zeus spoke back slowly exerting her aura.
"If Percy and Artemis is friends then he won't betray Olympus, happy father?" Athena replied, her grey eyes analysing the situation.
Zeus didn't reply but simply teleported in a bolt of lightening. Athena sighed but looked at Artemis and the demigods.
"Take care sister, Annabeth, and others. I don't know who our enemies are but I know that they will be powerful, and will do everything in there power, to stop you all." With that happy note she teleported away in a grey flash.
"Just friends huh." Thalia spoke with a smirk gracing her face.
Artemis glared at her before speaking. "And what exactly are you implying Lieutenant?"
Thalia smirked. "Oh nothing much, just that you might have a crush on Perce."
Artemis glared which unsettled Thalia, "And what exactly makes you say that Thalia, and do choose your words carefully." Artemis spoke.
"Well my lady, he did go out on a 'date' with you, and not only that, you were quite jealous of his girlfrie-" Before Thalia could continue a voce broke out.
"Hey guys, what sup, your favourite numero uno dude has gotten us a ride." The annoying voice of Leo spoke out.
"And what is out transport Valdes?" Artemis spoke cooly.
"Well whilst you were talking to the old sea dude, and everyone was scared of mt thunder. Decided I would look for my dad to get the Argo III here, and guess what. It's here. No need to thank me ladies." Everyone rolled their eyes whilst the hunters and Artemis glared at him.
Location: Aboard the Argo III, exiting New York City.
Nico's Point Of View
"So where shall we be heading to Lady Artemis, Alaska I assume?" Jason questioned calmly, clearly acting like a leader.
"No." Artemis replied, much to Nico's surprise. "We shall be going to Point Pleasant, Virginia. I need to check something there."
"Leo, did you hear that." Jason shouted. "Yeah Jase, changing course now." Leo shouted back.
"Lady Artemis, a moment please." Nico asked respectively much to Thalia's and Annabeth's shock who were deep in conversation.
"Of course Nico." She pointed her had out the door, gesturing for a private conversation. "Shall we?"
"What do you wish to ask, Nico?" Artemis spoke, her silver eyes watching carefully.
"First of all I wanted to apologise for my attitude on Olympus. I was angry that Percy was still safe and I wasn't told." Nico started.
"That is fine Nico, there is no need for apology. Your reaction was completely understandable. After all, he's like a brother to you." Artemis replied with a small smile.
"How is he, really. Is he fine, has he changed." Nico asked, worried.
Artemis sighed, unsure how to answer Nico's question. "Overall he's fine. The last ten years have been, long and dramatic to say the least, the earlier years of his disappearance i'm unable to comment on. However it the recent five I do know. He's much more powerful than what he once was, has knowledge Athena herself would want, has a wide array of powers. But he has, some issues. One of which was mentioned and that is his alcohol issues. Another would be his attitude in a fight. He often loses control and can be, quite brutal to say the least."
Nico looked both hopeful and solemn. "Is he... is he still the man that I looked up to as a brother."
Artemis smiled this time. "Yes, whenever i've seen him he has been the same person that left camp, albeit, wiser and more powerful."
Location: Aboard the Andromada, Gulf of Alaska, close to Anchorage.
Chrysaors Point of View.
When Oceanus boarded upon the Andromada he brought upon a cloud of tension with him. Chrysaor crew either done their jobs or continued to glare at Oceanus. After all, many of the ship members lost close family and loved ones to the war against the Lemurians, and their kings presence was entirely demoralising, Hell, several of the Crew watched family members get slain by Oceanus with their own eyes and wanted to do everything to end the Lemurians and their King. Chrysaor and Oceanus were in a meeting room alone and stared at a holographic map of the Aleutians.
"So Lord Chrysaor, do explain when we will be having our meeting with Lord Perseus?" Oceanus questioned despite knowing the answer.
Chrysaor sighed in annoyance. "As i've already explained to you Oceanus, we will be meeting Perc-seus within the hour. Until then, you are going to have to wait."
"If I must wait then why shan't we have a drink." Oceanus asked.
Chrysaor rolled his eyes but poured two wines out. He looked at himself and felt underdressed compared to the Titan. Whilst Oceanus wore a 3-piece suit, Chrysaor had tan shoes, grey jeans, a white oxford shirt, a grey waist coat, and his gold plated glasses. He filled the drinks to the brim with white wine before giving a glass to Oceanus.
"So Chrysaor, for the sake of not being bored, do explain why the spelling of Andromeda is different upon your vessel." Oceanus asked in wonder as he took a sip of his drink.
Chrysaor thought for a second before answering. "I named it after my daughter. I chose a beautiful name but to give my daughter a sense of self-identity I made the spelling unique."
Oceanus nodded in a form of understanding. "You care for your daughter greatly, don't you."
"Of course I would! She's my only child and I swear on the river Styx that if you do anything, if you, conspire to do anything to harm her I will make you beg to fade. I swear this Oceanus." Chrysaor replied in a dangerous tone.
The answer quietened Oceanus into silence. They went back to staring the map whilst sipping their drinks. They watched as the red blip that symbolised the submarine was now only 30 minutes away from Anchorage and afterwords it would not be long till Oceanus met the renowned son of Poseidon.
Location: Outskirts of Anchorage, Alaska.
Andrew's Point Of View.
Andrew reacted quickly. Within seconds he was standing on his feet and kept looking around them. After several seconds he saw, it.
Andrew has seen his fair share of hideous things but right now what stood before him and Dr. Jackson had topped the list pretty quickly. Kampe was half dragon and half demon, her lower body was completely made of venomous green scales and the only was to describe it was that it looked like a reptilian tail, her upper body consisted of a human torso which was covered by bullet proof armour. Her skin had a pale purple tinge, her arms seemed normal till they got to her finger nails which looked like they were sharpened like small knifes, her face seemed normal, other then the teeth that looked like they belonged to a shark. The most prominent feature of her upper torso was the wings, they spanned across 7 feet each, were jet black and were completely marred with scars, they kind of resembled bat wings, really big bat wings. Across her waist was a belt that had the heads of small baby creatures which were all moving and thrashing thirsting for the blood of a victim, at each hip was a sheath which both contained a sword spanning 4 foot long, not including the handle.
"Uhm Dr. Jackson do you know this, thing?" Andrew asked in a quiet shaking voice.
"Oh I know this bitch alright, tried to kill me, my brother, an old friend and good ol' Briares. This bitch is Kampe, jailer of the Hekatonkheires or the one hundred handed ones for simpler terms, she was also an enemy during the second Titanomachy." Dr. Jackson stated as if the information was drilled into his head, however while he was speaking Andrew noticed him rubbing his hand over a tattoo, the tattoo was simple, it was an arrowhead attached to a chain, it reminded Andrew of the assassins creed rope dart, but instead of a dart there was a a spear fishing arrow. Normally people wouldn't mutter while rubbing their tattoo but since it was faintly glowing blue Andrew decided not to question Dr. Jackson's sanity and expected some form of mythological voodoo stuff to happen.
Suddenly there was a bright blue flash and it had left Kampe and Andrew temporarily stunned and blind for a moment till the glow died out which left a long black chain gripped in Dr. Jackson's Left hand with a small amount of chain which had the spear fishing arrow head on the end in his right hand, on both hands were black fingerless gloves and around his wrist were a pair of leather vambraces.
"Andrew you'll need this for the hellhounds." Dr Jackson spoke before throwing over a black throwing knife.
"What are hellhounds!?" Andrew shouted in fear. "The things behind you kiddo!" Dr Jackson shouted back.
With no hesitation Dr. Jackson spun the rope in his right hand and threw it into Kampe's left wing, there was so much force behind the arrowhead and it went right through the wing leaving a bloody mess behind before latching onto part of the wing.
Andrew turned round and stood back in fear. Up on the rocks to his side stood a hellish beast. Black rotting flesh and fur matted with blooded adorned the beasts body, its head warped into a horrific glare, bright yellow eyes burning into his soul. As he blinked two more horrific beasts of the same look appeared. He grabbed the knife from the ground before pulling it up to defend himself. The first one pounced and Andrew was lucky. He slashed the knife in the air and it slashed across the hellhounds face killing it. Andrew jumped back in shock when the beast exploded into a hurricane of golden glitter. He looked to the last two beasts. The one on the rocks stayed perched up there, watching the scene unfold whilst the other beast on the ground attacked. Andrew dodged to the side, finding his luck to be ridiculously high at the moment. He took the knife and stabbed it into the beasts back leg but it done nothing to hinder its movements. Andrew pulled the knife out quickly before being pounced upon.
The beasts knife like claws stabbed into Andrews arms as the beast growled. Andrew looked for the knife before hastily grabbing it and stabbing it into the hellhounds underbelly. Andrew looked around and saw a dark shadow cover his body and ground. He pulled himself to his feet and stood against the wall as the largest of hellhounds glared at him.
Unknowing of what was happening Dr. Jackson had grinned at his success as he continued fighting Kampe, but fatally failed to realise was within reach of the two deadly scimitars.
*View of the future*
For Andrew time moved in slow motion, but flashes of images appeared in his mind, one was a picture of a man with the name William and in quotation marks was the word brother, another was a woman with silver eyes with thirteen teenage girls behind her attacking an army of shadows, and the final one was a flash just seconds ahead of his current time and it showed Dr. Jackson's hand being cleaved off his arm from Kampe's scimitar.
*End future view*
"Dr. Jackson look out!" Andrew shouted. He turned round after his momentarily blackout saw the hellhound pounce and his knife, nowhere in sight.
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Authors Note (AN)
Hey guys hope you enjoyed the chapter, i'm going to be updating either once a week, or every 5 days. Which ever one is most suitable for me.
SOTD: Perseus The Eldest Titan by ~ NoTearsFalling
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QOTD: If you look at my page which of the 3 story ideas capture your interest. And a second question. After this story finishes, would you like to see a prequel to THIS story, as I would certainly like to write one.
So i'm going to answer a quick question: Why do you say you have chapters ready but not update.
- I say it because it garners attention of people who are on the fence of the story as they may want to see how it pans out.
- It's not to tease anyone but instead get them pumped and excited for what is coming to the future.
- I like to have chapters ready in advance so that if something happens to me such as writers block, I am still capable of updating for a few weeks.
-And most importantly if I decide I dislike something at least I can change it early before releasing it instead of a grind to type a chapter then go onto update it once it is finished.
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