Hello again!

A new chapter up. I hope you all like it.

I know this is a lot quicker than everyone was expecting so as such you will not of had time to post reviews to tell me what you think about the story. (you were going to review, were you not?) As such I expect an extra long one to compensate. Don't let me down!

Big thanks to Miguelonti who did get one up in time. Have a nice day as well! and to sailorseas for adding it to your favourites I hope i will not disappoint you.

Fringlish.

P.S. Wild salmon has quite a bit of potassium.

P.S.S. In case you were wondering the chapter was out a lot sooner than normal because I lost internet connection for a few hours so my fingers went walking on my keyboard. So Enjoy!

Here goes nothing!

Percy did not have to wait long alone in the archery range before Mr sunshine re-appeared. This time appearing with a burst of Boy George in the background that did nothing to dissuade Percy from his previous thoughts however his attention was immediately drawn elsewhere as Apollo was holding a snake in his hands. Percy had fought against the Minotaur, the chimera, Medusa, Titans, and Primordials but there was something about snakes that just rubbed him the wrong way. Even eels repulsed him and he was pre-programmed to love all aquatic life.

Snakes why did it have to be snakes! He thought to himself as his brain conjured up an image of him wearing a brown fedora and a leather jacket for some reason.

"Um Apollo, Percy said, How is a snake supposed to help me learn archery. I can't think of a single thing to do with it that could help"

"A Percy, Percy, Percy. Replied Apollo. This is not a snake"

"It really is, affirmed Percy, It has scales, is long and thin, no army, no legs, forked tongue and that foreboding hissing noise,. It really does look like a snake."

"No, counted Apollo. As I said this is not a snake it is a Python more importantly it is the Python of Delphi. A terrifying monster that took me at my prime to defeat and only then after a 3 day long battle. A monster that can crush gods, swallow cows whole and bite rocks in half." At this vigorous introduction the python slowly lifted its head before curling back up in the warmth that came off the sun god.

"You stole a normal python from the Bronx Zoo didn't you" Percy said raising his eyebrow in question.

"Of course not, Hermes did it for me". Apollo replied quickly before swearing under his breath. "No it is not it is the fearsome Python of Delphi that you must slay to get better at archery. A task that many heroes would not be able to complete. A feat of great acclaim." With that Apollo set the Python down in front of Percy where it proceeded to curl up more missing the warmth provided by the deity. The demigod immediately wished he had something to keep the snake away from him now that it was a lot closer, A long leather whip would be perfect.

"Again, Percy inquired, It feels like I am missing some crucial point of information on this plan. How will killing the snake make me a better archer?"

"Well you see Percy, As a god I can bless people left right and centre sometimes from the rear as well," Apollo said trailing off in thought for a bit before he resumed, "and normally that would be enough to empower everyone with essence D'awesome. That's me by the way! But if you have a lot of power it will not do too much to you. A demigod fine, they would normally become a good archer but a minor god may only gain a slight increase in skill. You however seem to be off the scale for a mortal. I have no idea why Dad has not thrown you in Tatarus... again despite the saving the world thing but I means that a normal boost won't it.

I suspect that if I had to teach you the normal way you would be 80 before you could do the shot needed so I need to give you more a boost to try and counteract... whatever it is you have that makes you so bad. The only way I can do that is if you become my Champion and in order to do that you need to do a great act in my name or complete a task assigned to you. So if I as the god of truth say that the snake is the Python of Delphi and you kill it you will have vanquished my immortal enemy and I can make you my champion. It should increase the blessing tenfold and that would even make a minor god an Olympic gold medallist in the sport. So lets get to it."

Stepping back slightly Apollo started to wail and shake.

" Oh woe is me the Python of Delphi is here to get revenge. The beast has tracked me down and will soon try to destroy me as it tried all those years ago. If only someone could help me out of this problem."

With acting talents equal to his poetry composition Apollo continued on his tirade before Percy quickly uncapped riptide and cut the head of the Python lest he be scared for life by the Olympians performance.

Apollo then snapped his fingers turning the remains into a gold powder that looked a lot more like gold confetti than normal monster dust. Ignoring the blatant set up the sun god addressed Percy.

"Thank you Percy for vanquishing my immortal Nemesis the Python of Delphi. You have also shown yourself to be a noble soul and true to Olympus. Would you, on your honour accept the charge of becoming my champion." Changing he tone he quickly whispered. " Just go with it I have to use the ceremony made by the fates or it won't be acceptable in the eyes of the old laws. Just stop smirking and read this to accept" Finished Apollo showing a note in Percy's hand. Raising an eyebrow at the words Percy never the less read it out:

"The day gathers, and now my task begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword against darkness. I am the watcher in the day. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the truth that stops injustice, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honour to be the champion of Apollo, for this day and all days to come."

With a great flash of light the pledge was struck. When the glow subsided there were no noticeable differences in Percy confusing the God slightly as there should of at least been a soft glow. Reaching out to his divine energy confirmed that the ceremony had worked so the next thing was to try and hit the target again.

"As they both made their way over to the locker, Percy questioned Apollo about the oath. " That oath seemed very familiar and different to what I expected. Is there a reason for it?"

"Yes, unfortunately, replied the Olympian, As you know Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos are in charge of designing the oaths we have to use for ceremonies and recently they discovered a mortal called George R R Martin, or something like that." Pausing in recollection he swiftly continued. " They loved his work, something about twisting fate as much as they do. I believe they then spent a good few years trying to find out if he was related to any of them before adjusting some of the oaths we use. I never thought the fates could become fan girls before but there is a first time for everything I suppose. Now let us try out your new skills cousin and then I can finally get those photos back.

Picking up a bow and handing it to Percy, Apollo watched as the demigod pulled back the bow with perfect form before releasing the arrow. Immediately causing Apollo to duck as the arrow came flying backwards towards the God.

Percy just looked from the bow he was holding to the god next to him and back again before yelling the one word that came to his mind "BOLLOCKS!"