Previously on Immortal Warrior,

Percy's eyeballs still moved. They kept looking around. Poseidon sighed. He tapped his finger on Percy's forehead and the demigod went to sleep, still in his standing position. Poseidon then erupted into golden light and disappeared, taking Percy with him.

Hermes landed in front of Apollo. "WHERE IS HE?! COME ON PERCY! ROUND TWO!"

Athena shook her head. "Fight is over. Poseidon arrived."

Hermes laughed. "So where are they? How did he stop Percy?"

Apollo sighed. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Hermes scoffed. "Like what? He blinked and ended the fight?"

None of the gods answered. Hermes's eye widened. "No fucking way! He blinked?! What the-*************************************************************************************************************" (* = insert cuss words)

The throne room was a mess. As soon as Poseidon brought Percy back to Olympus, Zeus had his bolt out and aimed it at Percy. "HA! So the traitor shows his face!"

Poseidon rolled his eyes. "Calm down. The sudden surge of energy into his body and the forceful removal of Kronos's essence must've screwed with his head a little. Give him a few hours, he should be fine."

Zeus didn't look happy about it, but his brother had a point.

The demigod was placed in the centre of the throne room, still in his immobile state. The demigod tried his level best to get free, and he would have, but one look from Poseidon and his muscles stiffened again. If this was Percy in his right mind, he would have realised that Poseidon merely commanded all the water in his body to stop. Percy then would've tried to wrestle back control of his body.

But this Percy had almost zero knowledge about anything. His mind was still deep fried by godly energy and he needed to heal. The demigod looked around the throne room, his eyes darting around, taking in every detail, seeing the gods in their towering fifteen foot forms. He recognised nothing. He knew that he was supposed to know these big people, but his mind refused to dig through his memories.

Zeus glanced at Percy and then back at his brother. He noticed the demigod simply staring everywhere. "How long is he going to be like this anyway?"

Poseidon shrugged. "Don't ask me. Does it look like I send godly energy into my children everyday and then bring them up to the throne room?"

Zeus shifted in his seat. "It would explain what happened. How would you explain that, brother? How did he steal our powers?"

Poseidon didn't answer for a while. He frowned, and looked more closely at his son. Without looking at Zeus, he replied. "It seems that his body subconsciously took the amount of power needed to heal itself. Nothing more. Nothing less."

Zeus shook his head. "No. Right after that, this demigod destroyed five Olympians in single combat without weapons or armour. I think he absorbed more power than you think."

Poseidon sighed. "You are preaching the choir, brother. Even I do not know, or understand how this has happened."

Zeus wasn't convinced. "The safest thing to do now is to-"

Poseidon's head snapped towards Zeus. "Careful how you finish that sentence, brother. Careful. Don't forget that you too have demigod children on Earth. Most of which are very close to water bodies."

Zeus suddenly appeared in front of Poseidon, leaving a trail of electricity.

Poseidon held his hand up. "Wrong time and wrong place, brother. I'm sure you wouldn't want your throne destroyed?"

The king of the gods turned back to see Poseidon's trident hovering over his throne, ready to destroy it at a moment's notice.

Zeus grumbled and returned to his seat.

Poseidon sighed, looking at Percy. "I've done many things in my immortal life. I've done many good things, but I've also done some bad things. But I'll never do what you or Hades do. I never go after your children, no matter what. Do you want me to do so?"

Zeus opened his mouth to speak, but Poseidon was on a roll. "Since day one you've been obsessed with Perseus. Don't lie to me. You knew about his unique powers, didn't you? That's why you tried to have him killed at first. But later, you decided to make him partially immortal."

Zeus didn't answer. He glanced at the demigod. "It's been so long since that day. Believe me, Poseidon, I really do regret sending those assassins."

Poseidon scoffed. "Sure, sure. Just like you regret killing scores of mortals down below, nearly wiping them out once ... or even better, that one time when you and the others actually did destroy an alien race. Obliterated their entire species without a second thought."

Zeus stared at his bolt. "We were all young and naive. We all thought we could rule with fear. Including you and I. So don't lecture me about the destruction of a planet when you are just as guilty as I am. You even told a mortal all about it. Didn't you? That's how that planet showed up in some blasted comic book."

Poseidon chuckled. "Believe it or not, that was not my idea. And, secondly, I did not participate in that incident. It was only you and the others."

Zeus glared at his brother. "We didn't slaughter them!"

Poseidon laughed dryly. "You teleported onto their planet, announced to them that their end had arrived and you killed them all. Sounds a lot like slaughter to me. I don't know if there's a word to describe what you did there. Genocide? No no. This was more than a billion of them. I don't think genocide will cut it. Ah yes, got the word. Xenocide."

Zeus scoffed. "Those aliens were dangerous and you know it. They had the potential to-"

"Scare you? Kind of obvious, brother. But did you bother to use your brain, for once. If you had, then you would know that their abilities were given by some deity. And those abilities could have been harmlessly taken away, without killing them all. But you decided to swing your electric cock at them and now-"

"Now no one dares invade our planet, and none of the pantheons would dare to start a war with us. What more do you want?!"

Poseidon sighed. "Still bothered about that. Do you really believe Odin is going to be so idiotic and attack again? After we crushed them and laid siege to Asgard? That defeat should and will stay in their memories till the end of time. Destroying a defenceless planet full of mortals is not going to strike fear into any god's heart."

Before Zeus could retort, he noticed the demigod in the centre of the room. He cursed himself. At least the demigod's mind was so screwed up at the moment that when it finally healed, he would have temporary amnesia.

"We'll talk about this later. Now isn't the time."

Poseidon glanced at his son. "Agreed. For now, I'll take him to Atlantis."

Zeus frowned. "Fine. You can take him."

Poseidon scoffed. "Thank you, your Majesty, but you can take your permission and shove it. He is my son. I'll take him where I wish."

With that, the sea god disappeared from the throne room, along with his son.

Zeus glared hard at Poseidon's throne, electricity dancing around his eyes.

(Atlantis)

The sea god appeared in his throne room with a bright flash and a gust of heat, making the water bubble.

He let Percy float around the room for a while, before the demigod finally opened his eyes.

Poseidon smiled. "How are you feeling, Perseus?"

The demigod looked confused, before his eyes widened. "Dad! We need to rescue Artemis and Apollo! They're being held by this being who calls himself Darkstorm! We need to stop Atlas!"

Poseidon chuckled.

The demigod's eyes narrowed. "Didn't you hear me?! I said we need to finish the quest! Send me to Orthrys!"

"Percy. The quest is long over."

The demigod frowned. "Huh? How long was I out?"

Poseidon sighed, putting on a very serious face. "Thirty years."

The result was legendary. The demigod screamed "WHAT?!" at the top of his lungs, shaking the pillars in the throne room.

Poseidon laughed.

Percy glared at him. "Not funny. How long was I really out?"

Poseidon slowly was able to stop laughing and finished with a chuckle. "Well, you really were out for a while. It's been nearly a month."

Percy frowned. "A month? It's not so long, but what of the quest?"

Poseidon cleared his throat. "Well, the quest was more or less a success, but Darkstorm's return is disturbing news. Now normally Zeus and I would just pinpoint his location and incinerate him to cinders, but he seems to be quite ... competent."

"But you guys have faced much worse!"

"True.", Poseidon nodded. "But none had his intelligence. Don't mistake his arrogance for ignorance. Even now, we don't know who he is or what he wants. What we do know is that he wishes to eliminate us, and for now, that's all that matters."

Percy contemplated about telling something to his father, but refrained.

Poseidon noticed the tormented look in his son's eyes. He desperately wanted to say something.

"Whatever it is, Percy, say it."

The demigod sighed. "It's something that happened to me during the quest. When we were in D.C, I had to take on the spartoi, who left me alone thinking I was dead. When I came to, Darkstorm was right there."

Poseidon frowned. "But why? How come he didn't kill you?"

"That's the thing. He kept saying that we knew each other and that we'd fought before, but I honestly have no clue who this guy is. That day was the first time I'd met him."

Poseidon was surprised, but not surprised enough. He wondered if Darkstorm knew Percy's secret. A secret which Percy himself didn't know. His special powers. It was then that the sea god understood. Darkstorm wanted Percy for something, otherwise he would have killed him then and there. He was more than capable of it. Did he want to use Percy for his powers? Or did he want Percy's powers itself? Poseidon didn't know which of these he wanted, but the mystery was clearing up. But Darkstorm's claims bugged him. How were they related?

"I see ..." The sea god muttered, something which Percy found odd. Why wasn't Poseidon surprised? Honestly, he expected a WTF! from his father.

"Something you want to tell me, father?" Percy asked, a suspicious hint in his tone.

Poseidon cursed internally for being careless. "Of course not. Now, please follow the mermen behind you. They'll show you to your room."

The demigod nodded, sure that his father was hiding something. "Of course.". He turned to the mermen. "Lead the way."

(Orthrys)

The palace of the titans was not exactly in the best of shapes, but it wasn't the ruined rubble it was years ago either. Leaning against a half-built pillar was a figure wearing black jeans and a plaid shirt on top. He'd look like a regular mortal, if it weren't for the bright red irises and almost shining silver-white hair which came to his neck.

A flash lit the area briefly, and another being stepped out, head to toe in golden armour. Said being glanced at the casually dressed figure. "What happened to the armour, Darkstorm?"

Darkstorm looked at his clothes, then at the figure. "What? Don't like plaid, Hyperion? I have an errand to do. A long one."

The titan, Hyperion frowned. "Are you sure about this? There are plenty of demigods we could use. You don't need to go yourself."

Darkstorm gave a dry chuckle. "Sure I do."

"They are loyal to us. We control them. They will not dare try anything foolish."

Darkstorm gazed at the titan in a way which made him feel like an idiot. "Really Hyperion? They will be neck deep in Olympian territory, and they are all less than fifteen years of age. Do you honestly believe they won't snitch?"

He propped off the pillar and began walking around. "In a few months, July to be exact, the demigods will discover an entrance into their little hideout via the Labyrinth. Soon, their shitty oracle will recite a quest for them and they will select a few demigods to finish it. Now, I'm pretty sure you know that one of them will be Perseus. The other will be some thundering idiot probably, and lastly ... will be me."

The titan smiled. "Perfect."

Darkstorm stared at Atlas, who held the sky. The titan of strength struggled to keep the entirety of the earth's atmosphere aloft. The titan glared at them. "YOU NEED ME! I AM YOUR BEST WARRIOR! HOW DARE YO-"

Hyperion flinched as Darkstorm suddenly appeared in front of Atlas, catching his jaw, refusing to let him finish his sentence. Even now the titan couldn't believe his power. Being second in place only to Kronos, Hyperion's eyes could barely see a blur as Darkstorm dashed forward. The amount of control needed to suddenly stop was unbelievable.

Darkstorm cocked his head as he stared at Atlas in the eye. "You are lucky to be under the sky. Had I not arrived to bail you out, Apollo, Artemis and Perseus would've taken you to Zeus. And we both know that would be so much worse than this."

He stepped away, shoving the titan's face to the side as he did. "I still cannot believe you couldn't even set up the anti-teleportation barrier. We would've had one less god to deal with. Thanks to you, I intervened, and now Olympus probably knows of my involvement and are looking for me."

Darkstorm sighed, reappearing before Hyperion, startling the latter. "I want you to personally sweep our armies for any weak links or spies. Inform the others of my locations. And months later, when I tell you to, attack Camp Half-Blood before the oracle even issues a quest."

Hyperion nodded. "Of course. But ... what about Perseus?"

Darkstorm frowned. "What about him?"

"I heard some ... rather disturbing things."

Darkstorm's interest was piqued. "Such as?"

Hyperion hesitated, noting Darkstorm's sudden interest. "Apparently, he fought and defeated four or five gods in the New York City. My scout says they were Olympians."

Darkstorm was surprised and happy. "Really? Quite interesting, I must say. Hmm ... interesting indeed. It seems my little experiment has produced some results. Hopefully he'll do better in our next encounter.". The last part he said to himself, but the titan heard it.

Hyperion frowned. "Why would you want him to be stronger?"

Darkstorm smiled in such a way it unnerved the titan, making him feel nervous. "Well, the next time we meet, he will be very confident. Oh, very confident indeed. And you know how it is- twice the strength, double the fall!"

Hyperion would never admit it, but Darkstorm's sudden mood shifts from nearly stoic to borderline insane made him extremely uneasy. He reminded himself how utterly unpredictable Darkstorm could be. Like a madman.

When Hyperion looked back at him, Darkstorm's demeanour had changed back to normal. "Alright. Before I can even dream of entering that camp, we'll need to prepare a few things. Firstly, does that thing work?"

(Olympus, Palace of Pallas Athena)

Most who didn't know Athena would expect the wisdom goddess to be holed up in the corner of a library stuffing her face into ancient texts and battle plans. Well, it's a good thing most people's expectations don't matter.

In reality, the wisdom goddess enjoyed fresh air and open environments. Contrary to popular belief, she didn't hide all her knowledge in a secret vault somewhere. Instead, she preferred to impart her knowledge unto the unlearned.

But that's not why she was sitting on the front steps of her own palace. The wounds caused to her by the demigod known as Perseus had already healed minutes after the battle, but her pride was conflicted.

On one hand, she was proud that the student surpassed the teacher, etc. But as a goddess, her reputation was hurt. A demigod not only bested her, but her backup as well. Perseus trashed the five gods like they were fodder and she knew it.

She took solace in the fact that his sudden extreme power was only due to his body absorbing powers from the Olympians in Apollo's palace. Hopefully those powers were spent.

She looked up, hearing footsteps. It was Artemis.

Athena smiled. "Sister. What brings you so far up here?"

Artemis frowned. "What do you mean? Olympus is my home."

Athena shrugged. "I would argue that the forests are your home, seeing as you visit Olympus only for the solstices."

Artemis sighed. "The hunt can manage without me for a while. I'm not their babysitter. I'm their leader."

"Right. Anyway, what brings you here? I'm curious."

Artemis chuckled. "Aren't you always?"

The wisdom goddess sighed. "Did you find out anything about Perseus's condition?"

"I'd say his condition is really good, given that it took Poseidon to stop him."

Athena rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean. His mind."

The moon goddess went to reply, but for the briefest of moments, her eyes turned gold. In a robotic fashion, she turned to Athena. "You've forgotten something, Athena. Let me make you remember."

Before Athena could react, Artemis lunged at her. Pinning the goddess down, she placed her hands on either side of Athena's temple. The wisdom goddess screamed as various images were forced into her mind.

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A/N: This is to the Guest who criticised the story because he/she thinks that the story is bad just because Blackjack can break the 4th wall. Also, Percy isn't as OP in this as you think. Sure, he's better than all the demigods, but Olympians can still beat him. Remember, that thrashing he gave the five gods is not permanent. He was powered up by godly energy and was going all out. The gods were holding back as much as possible since they didn't want to hurt him. This does not mean Percy can beat the shit out of Olympians. And the big three are still WAAAYYY out of his league.

In any case, pls review. It helps me a lot more than you realise. Give your honest insight.