LordofDeath237: lol well done on the newesst chap keep up the great work / Thanks
Persian Warrior Queen 29: Aww, Kronos is showing the slightly more vulnerable side of him! Goodness, was that Nyx trying to rape him? No, Awelon! Lol, the feels...
So sorry I didn't leave a review last chapter! The wireless was down and I forgot about this after it was fixed. Hugs to make up for it! / Yup, I figure everyone has that side of them somewhere, even if it's buried deep down. Yeah, that was Nyx, but she wasn't just trying... but I cut out the end of that scene... well, Kronos doesn't have a wolf in the future, does he?
Misty: You are so awesome! / Thanks
ShadowsClaw: I like this story a lot! :) I'll check out the other one you're writing too. What's awelon though? / Awelon is an old friend of Kronos'... as you've discovered after reading the story about Kronos' past.
Jaylene Olebar: funny keep it up / Thanks
Lilireyna: Great chapter:) / Thanks
Chapter 9 - Vandalism
Kronos stayed away from Hestia for the entirety of the next week, although in the nights he didn't seem to want to continue avoiding her.
It became usual for Hestia to enter his room in the night – before he would start screaming – and she would wake him if she saw him start to have one of his nightmares.
After the first few nights, he explained one of his nightmares to her, one that was definitely not the worst one; "Back then, when the Primordials ruled, they tried to execute us for treason. We'd entered one of the cities-"
"Cities?" Hestia asked.
Kronos scowled. "Yes. Cities. Towns. Villages. Surely you understand that word?"
"We were under the impression that there were no mortals under the Primordials," Hestia answered calmly.
"We annihilated them all," Kronos said dismissively. "But we hadn't realised that Erebus – because it was his city that we'd chosen – was ready for us. I fought him… nearly dying in the process." He didn't mention that Iapetus had nearly died, or that Kronos had barely escaped with his life, and that they had nearly starved for weeks after. "I got my revenge though," he added smugly.
Hestia hadn't asked what his revenge was – she could guess.
Gradually, Kronos stopped trying to kill Annabeth and developed a grudging respect for the little demigoddess. Though he didn't stop exploding her newest design or dropping water onto her from the various ponds scattered around Olympus.
At some point in late September, the gods warily decided that Kronos could be trusted with Annabeth without any gods constantly watching him. Although he still often saw Athena keeping an eye on him, or several owls perched in the trees around the pond where Annabeth preferred to work.
It was now late November, and New York was covered with snow. He'd been on Olympus for over three months, and was rapidly getting to know every street and every corner.
Kronos knew why she liked the pond. Because it reminded her of Perseus, and because there was a statue of said demigod overlooking the pond. The plaque had previously read;
Perseus (Percy) Jackson
Hero of Olympus and Son of Poseidon
Slayer of Kronos and Gaea
The Greatest Hero Olympus Has Ever Seen
Kronos had altered the plaque with a dagger he'd stolen from Ares, so it now read 'Bastard of Poseidon' and 'The Stupidest Hero Olympus Has Ever Seen'. He knew it wouldn't last long before someone realised, but it was certainly entertaining enough to be worth the effort whenever he saw it.
He'd developed the rarely seen skill of evading Artemis, as the goddess' temple had been destroyed so much in the past month that no one visited it anymore for fear of it being destroyed when they were in there.
Then there was Hestia. Who for some reason didn't judge him openly like the other gods. Instead, she just gave him that reproving look that was so eerily similar to her mother's that it made Kronos instantly stop. And all the gods had by now realised that Hestia had that effect on him.
There had been several times where Kronos had attempted to kill a god, although the lack of powers made that exceedingly difficult. Zeus, after being asked by Hestia, had reluctantly stopped electrocuting Kronos whenever the Titan attempted to attack someone.
All in all, everyone on Olympus was starting to become used to Kronos' presence. The vast majority of the population avoiding his usual places – the pond, Artemis' temple, and Zeus' palace.
"What are you doing, Kronos?" Annabeth asked, glancing up at him. "You're staring."
Kronos tilted his head to the side. "Just admiring the view," he said evenly.
Annabeth's eyes narrowed at him. "You're staring at me."
"Exactly," he smirked, his eyes flickering to her laptop. "You're redesigning Artemis' temple again."
"Yes," Annabeth sighed, glaring up at him. "For the tenth time in three months."
Kronos just shrugged. "I don't like Artemis," he explained.
"Why?" Annabeth asked, leaning towards him slightly.
"Because she's a virgin," Kronos hummed.
Annabeth stared at him before shaking her head. "You're insufferable."
Kronos chuckled. "Oh, I know. But really. She's several thousand years old, yet has never had sex?" he mockingly shook his head in fake sympathy. "No wonder she's always so angry."
Annabeth turned back to the laptop. "You're ridiculous."
"But then again," Kronos mused, "if she's only ever been around the other gods then it's no surprise that she's never fucked."
"I have no problem with calling a god over here to throw you into that pond," Annabeth threatened.
Kronos hummed. "Of course. But warn them I'm armed."
Annabeth's head snapped up to him. "How?" she demanded sharply. "You're not allowed near weapons."
"Child, telling me I'm not allowed something makes me want that something," Kronos smirked.
"Well, what if you physically can't do that something?" Annabeth asked.
Kronos frowned slightly. "In which situation would that happen?"
Annabeth just smiled. "When you annoy Zeus too much. He'll have you locked in a cell."
"What a shame," Kronos sneered.
"You'll be killed."
"I really don't see your point," Kronos said. "So what if I'm killed? I'll just reform. Again. And again. And again." He smirked down at her. "See your problem? You die. I don't."
"I'm sure we'll find a way to tie you down somewhere."
Kronos chuckled. "Really, Miss Chase? At least go on a date first before you announce you want to have sex."
Annabeth slowly turned to glare up at him. "You are the worst male to ever walk this earth."
"A title I'm rather proud of," he hummed.
"Absolutely ridiculous," Annabeth grumbled, shutting the laptop down and standing.
"Hey, wait," Kronos said, jumping down from the tree, "where are you going?"
"That's none of your business."
Kronos turned to look at the statue, smirking when he saw the plaque. Annabeth turned to look at him. "What are you looking – oh, you're so dead."
Kronos laughed. "Please, Annabeth. First you imply you want to tie me down, and now you want to kill me? Please, stop sending me mixed signals."
Annabeth let out a frustrated sigh. "Then how's this?" she demanded, the laptop held under one arm. "Stop implying that I want to have sex with you. Because I don't want to, and I never will."
"Is Kronos being irritating again?" Apollo's voice sang as he trotted over.
"He vandalised Percy's plaque," Annabeth said pointedly.
"I corrected it," Kronos muttered.
"Whatever," Annabeth said, "I don't care what you call it. You vandalised it," she said scandalised.
"I don't care," Kronos said simply.
"Look, whatever you call it, someone will have to fix it," Apollo said. "Kronos, come with me."
Kronos frowned. "Why?" he demanded.
"Because you're an annoying prick," Apollo said. "And because you're annoying, Zeus has decided to give you something to do. Ares is offering to be your guinea pig."
Kronos blinked. "What?"
"Just come on," Apollo said with a roll of his eyes. Kronos trailed after him, wanting to know what Zeus thought he'd find entertaining. Hopefully he could cause some destruction and chaos with it.
So admittedly I'd meant to post this like a week ago... oops. I'll do another update on the 15th (my birthday) for a double update (ish).
Anyway, thanks for reading and (hopefully) reviewing.
