AN: So the lemon from last chapter was purely a special event because of Valentine's Day. Take it how you want, but for story purposes, that lemon hasn't happened yet and won't for a while. I just love y'all that much :p. This chapter will start from where he was listening to Creepin, but he won't be interrupted.
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Percy POV
My head was hurting from the confusion of my dream. I was in turmoil. The little Seaweed brains in my brain were trying to put out the fires in it. Running, screaming, and pulling at the push to exit doors.
That's right. Push.
ADHD thoughts aside, I truly didn't know what to think. When I was dreaming, I actually had no idea that I could overpower Erebus. I wasn't powerful enough for that in all honesty. I wasn't trying to be humble or underestimate myself . It was a fact.
I wasn't a primordial after all.
I shouldn't have even been able to move. Yet I did and made Erebus's face my bitch.
The question that was killing the cells in my brain was literally one word.
Why?
Why would Erebus let me do this if he could literally squash me right then and there? Sneak into camp, shove darkness down my throat, end my life right then and there, and then just flash out.
When the song finally ended and skipped to the next one, I was kinda disappointed when someone interrupted it.
Wayne was my favorite too! Damn you whoever interrupted me!
I heard the being behind me chuckle and I facepalmed myself. Damn you Chaos.
"Love you too Percy. I would have left you alone, but your thinking made even my head hurt." He said, causing me to turn around and stare at him, eyebrow raised in a you serious right now? manner.
"Fine. It wasn't. But still, I don't even have answers for you." He sighed, mumbling something about 'upstart teens being a pain in the ass'.
I grinned at that and playfully bowed to the Creator of the Universe. He scowled and smacked me upside the head.
"I should just vaporize you and be done with it. But alas, the Fates highly argued against it…"
My face twisted into confusion at that. I was under the impression of two things. One being that the Fates hate my guts. Two being that I thought Chaos wasn't under the Fate's rule.
He shook his head sadly at me. If he doesn't stop reading me thoughts imma smack a bitch. He motioned me to follow him, which I reluctantly did, falling in step beside him.
"Percy. You and I both know you won't do that. As for the Fate's, well, let's say this is a first for them." I looked up at him bewildered, "have you never wondered why they appeared in your life more than anyone else's? Or how you've had more heroics, prophecies, and hardships than any other demigod or god period?" I realized where this was going and I actually started to feel bad for how I treated the Fate's. "You should to be completely honest Percy. Your fate is troublesome. It has a set path that they never even created. Let me tell you the story of your fate." He sat down on a conjured couch and motioned me to sit with him. I did, feeling the unease in my stomach increase drastically.
Last time I was sat down on a couch was when I was given the "Talk" by Gabe. Which was literally just him whipping out his dick and stroking it. That was one interesting explanation to his mom when she walked in. I still hear the screams of Gabe getting his dick cut off and cauterized. Contrary what many people think, my stepfather wasn't always a dick. He was a decent man, but very very socially inept and awkward. Sure his stench was bad, but it wasn't from him being an awful man. No, the cause was from who he grew up around, his father was actually a demon from the Christian Hell. Of course Gabe didn't know this, just that his father was an abusive prick.
The stench that kept my scent hidden was from the aura of Satan himself radiating from Gabe.
Anyways, when his dick was cut off, he tried to take it in stride, I was actually impressed and told him as much. I've never seen him smile so widely. A couple months later, we were almost best friends.
Then his father paid a visit. A permanent one.
He possessed Gabe and thus began the story of Smelly Gabe. I knew that it was weird for his attitude to flip suddenly, but I was a naïve boy. When I came back home after my second quest, I found a note written in a vase I accidentally broke with a Riptide.
It was a note from Gabe, requesting what to do if he was possessed.
Kill him.
I went to the underworld and personally apologized to Gabe, he was understanding and forgiving of me. I wished him a good life in Elysium. Turns out he was great at electronics and managed to change Elysium into a true Paradise. Interactive television that you could use to actually ENTER the shows and games are standard for every house now.
Chaos cleared his throat, bringing me out of my memories. I blushed before gesturing him to continue.
"Several millennia ago, soon after Ananke had her children. The ladies of Fate were approached by an ancient demon-angel hybrid. It was a being that actually never existed, but created itself like Order and myself did. He approached them with a thirty-five foot long string. It started out green with a red line. Then about a fourth of the way down, it turned into many many colors. Gold, purple, orange, and black. But what was very concerning was the red disappeared. About halfway down the string, the red came back. And that was all there was. The other colors just disappeared. Just pure red for a good foot and a half of string. Then the colors all came back and the red was destroyed completely. Then the really concerning part happened. The rest of the string was blank. This was never supposed to happen and never had happened. Even Ananke didn't know what it meant. When she consulted me, I was truly saddened at what it meant." He sighed sadly. When it finally hit me, I gasped.
"I see you have the same conclusion I had. Perseus your fate is undetermined and that is worse than it being cut. You could become the most selfless being ever, or the worst enemy the world has ever had. The worst part is, it isn't up to you which one happens. Not entirely at least. Your experiences, beliefs, and morals decide it. Your entire fate from then on was impressionable. Completely and utterly impressionable. When I told her this, she and her daughters immediately set out to help you. Sadly, the only way to do this was to cause you just enough pain and angst to cause you to grow stronger mentally and emotionally, but not enough to break you. They also had to set your morals correct. Your stepfather was never meant to be possessed, but it had to happen to cement your beliefs on the evil in the world. Your mother was also supposed to accept Godhood but was told not to by the Fate's. She decided to live a mortal life with you. Her doing this unintentionally caused you to give up Godhood. Everything that you experienced, was already decided by the ancient hybrid. In fact, at this moment, I have someone to introduce you to." I paled at this, realizing who it was.
A portal opened up about thirty feet away from where we were sitting. It wasn't violet though. It was a brownish gold...and oh my gods the power radiating from it was suffocating. It was more than Chaos and Erebus combined felt like. I was about to faint when it disappeared and I looked up at the figure before me.
It was definitely a male. A muscular one as well. His body was massive: bulging biceps, thighs, and calves. Scars littering his face and arms, not ugly horrendous ones, but those from some skirmishes in a war. While his body was bigger than mine, his head was almost the same as mine. Dark messy hair swept over one of his green-gold eyes. His mouth forming a small smile. His cheeks were hollowed but not in malnutrition. No, he was magnificently healthy. His chiseled chin covered by a face full of a buzzed beard. The hair was perfectly buzzed and covered his entire facial features where the perfect beard should grow. He was wearing a black vest with a black tee underneath it, and long, black...were those tights? Then I realized that they sure as hell weren't tights.
Tights don't have miniature knives strapped all up the sides of them. These were combat pants for sure.
He looked straight out of a Spec-ops team. He probably was. The one feature that stood out the most was his four curled horns on his head and the three sets of bright white wings on his back.
"Greetings my child, I have been waiting a long time to meet you."
I really wanted to end it here but decided not to lol.
"...father?" I asked hesitantly. He smiled sadly at my obvious confusion.
"I apologize for throwing you another curveball in your life my child, but you are not my blood-related son. No. My name is To Ýparxi tis ýparxis. You may call me Enpriöst."
My mind translated the Ancient Greek and I was immediately bowing to The Being Of Existences. He waved my bow off before sitting down in midair.
"Perseus, you were created by me when I first created myself. I actually never meant to create myself. Or I wasn't until I felt the universe begin to panic and cry for help. the I sensed it. I knew something horrible would happen in the future so I took matters into my own hand. I created your fate and entire being. But with this, the one who would do the horrible act in the future cursed your string before I could stop him. The being has no true name. Mostly because there is no name that can truly describe him. Imagine the horrors of Tartarus, combined with the pride of EVERY immortal being in every pantheon combined, multiply both of these by an infinite amount of times, and continue to do it as long as evil exists. I call him Ultimatum. Because his life is exactly that. Either stop so much evil from occurring, or he will stop us. Permanently. He is the embodiment of evil. Life doesn't even exist to him that's how little he cares about others. He sees everyone as inanimate objects to be controlled and used like a toddler would use their toys." He finished.
I was gaping at this point. I swallowed thickly, before squeaking out my question.
"Please tell me I'm not fighting him."
He stared at me incredulously then laughed loudly. He pat me on the back. "Of course you won't be my child, I plan on having Chaos, myself, and Order fighting him. Our powers are definitely large enough to defeat him. Unfortunately, if we want to do this, you must stop as much evil in this world as possible."
I nodded dumbly. I knew it wasn't going to be all good. I then remembered something.
"Does that mean you 'control' the Fates' actions?" I asked. His grin vanished and I scowled. Of course he was.
"I am sorry Perseus, but I had to prepare you for your life. But I believe in you my child, and I know you will do the right thing when it co-" he abruptly stopped before paling. He jumped up and a portal opened up behind him. "He senses my presence. I must go. I am sorry Perseus, but keep my words in mind. Do not lose yourself and you will come out truly happy. I love you child and I will see you again someday." That was all he said before jumping back through the portal. I didn't even realize I had tears rolling down my cheeks until Chaos wiped them away for me and pulled me into a hug, shifting into a women. After I was done crying into her shoulder, I wiped my nose with a tissue she handed me and my face hardened in determination.
"We have to tell the Olympians what has happened here. Actually, we have to tell everyone." I said, with a tone that held no room for discussion. Chaos hesitated before sighing.
Olympus Throne Room
When we arrived at the throne room, only Zeus, my father, Hades, Hestia, Hemera, and Aether were present. They were all surrounding a map with several armies stationed on it. When I arrived, they immediately sensed the turmoil in me and turned towards me. Zeus glanced at me and then the thrones, asking a silent question. I nodded slowly, my eyes were red and puffy and I soon felt Hestia wrapping her into her embrace. I sighed in content and soon enough every Greek and Roman immortal being on our side appeared in the room. I glanced to Chaos with one final idea in mind. Her face scrunched up before she conceded my idea had some merit. Soon, five more flashes appeared in the room and the council immediately had weapons in hand, before they noticed my face and paled.
Thor, Magnus Chase, Sadie and Carter Kane, and Zia Rashid were now in the throne room.
I immediately was tackled by Sadie and Carter, given a handshake by Magnus and was given a nod of acknowledgement from Thor.
"I have some dire news. This will shake the foundations of not only my future but everyone's future here as well." I said softly, but my voice carried throughout the room so everyone was still able to hear me.
"Poseidon isn't my true creator." This caused a round of gasps and my father paled. "Know this Lord Poseidon, you will always be my father." I quickly said, causing him to smile softly at me. He nodded his head and I continued. "When I went to sleep last night, I was approached by Erebus," cue the round of gasps, "I was pissed because I had had enough with beings interrupting my sleep. So, being the reckless person I am, I called him the boogieman, jumped up from my chair, and punched him through seventeen brick walls, before waking up." I heard everyone snicker at this but stopped when they saw the turmoil in my eyes.
"I shouldn't have been able to do that. I am not powerful enough to do that. I am not a primordial and I had begun to think that this was the Fate's doing, and then Chaos approached me."
"Turns out, my Fate is a tricky one. Chaos will explain this, but to put it shorty, not even Ananke can control or alter my fate." They gaped at this and turned to chaos. Who proceeded to tell the story about my string. When she reached the part where the portal opened up, I took over.
"Then the ancient demon-angel hybrid came to me." Immediately there were shouts and questions being thrown at me. I glared at the floor with an intensity so hard that the floor actually caught fire. Everyone stopped their commotion and settled down. "It was my creator; To Ýparxi tis ýparxis. The Being Of Existences, also known as Enpriöst." I proceeded to tell them what he told me, and when I stopped the room was silent for a couple minutes. I then dropped the bigger news.
"We need more allies. And I mean a whole lot more. From every Pantheon, and every generation. We need Titans, Primordial, Gods, hell we might even need humans! This war just became intergalactic, and will not only be for this planet." I paused, taking a shaky breath.
"But for the entire Universe."
