Sage of eyes; I'm glad to keep on my originality
Animeman; The Romans generalized. Most Greeks were...not spartans.
Yelerc; Thanks
Musicality; can hint at things for a while
Well, I am still recovering from jetlag, so sorry for the chapter of not being as action packed as the last one, I apologize
I do also hope to fill in a hole I may have dug earlier
Olympus; Artemis's time out cage, a few days later
A meeting soon, he had said...
Artemis had been in this time out cage for days! And while she could keep an eye on Orion from Apollo's television, it still wasn't the same as doing something!
And that fight Percy had with her Roman Lieutenant...a near miss on so many levels. That could have been really ugly.
She had always wondered where she had gone after that day...but being stuck in Percy...
Perhaps that was why she didn't want to 'deal' with him like she did most of his gender when they first met.
Orion had recovered from his fight with that voodoo fiend, and had been getting some training from Percy with swords. Though, he still couldn't find one that fit him...
A radiance of sunshine burst forth, as her brother appeared, and she would have gotten swearing practice in, if he didn't look like he had been through Hades, or shopping with Aphrodite.
Several of his teeth were knocked out, he had a black eye, though it was more of a Simpson Yellow shade due to their blood, and his blond hair was dyed in blood of the same shade. His normally designer clothing looked like it was attacked by rapid animals.
"Hey sis" he said weakly. She glared.
"BROTHER! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! ITS BEEN DAYS, DAYS, YOU LOOK LIKE YOU WERE ATTACKED BY RABID WOLVES..." he chuckled weakly as he snapped his fingers, forming a bottle of nectar, which he drunk like a soda as some of his wounds began to recover.
"Hades, sure wish I had my bow and lyre right now" the golden symbols of power were worth several doctors and a gallon of nectar for healing "Well, thanks for the caring words, sis" she frowned.
"I worry about you, sometimes" she said meekly
He sighed "You can blame Athena for this...and your delay" he frowned "You see, Athena wanted to see if that old bird, Thoth, had any idea about the whereabouts of our children. The old bird is like Athena, but a lot cooler" as in, less uptight, and a little insane "So he might have had an idea. Problem was, was finding him"
"While we wouldn't be able to find him by simply walking to Memphis, due to father dearest" sarcasm "So we instead went through the Duat...though it took a lot of pestering for Hecate to help us with that"
"Us?" Artemis frowned, Apollo nodded.
"Yes, her, myself, Hermes, well for the messenger thing to make the jump a little easier, and Poseidon for the sheer attack power, took a jolly jog to find him" again, the sarcasm
"I am taking it didn't go that well" he frowned.
"Oh, it was nothing really, we had a jolly time with a few demons" the sarcasm once more "Then Hermes fell into the lake of fire, Poseidon breathed in some of that truly disgusting perfume of that Shezmu guy "So what, it was like his poetry? "A serpent with a cat's head..."
"Wanted to catch the mouse" Apollo muttered something about a dumb sacred animal
"Yes...and then Athena and Thoth got into a know it all off...it was scary. But, we did find out where they are...but of course dear father won't allow us to go and save them!"
"Hermes can contact Percy via his Caduceus...it has texting if I recall" not that she understood what the Hades half the things about phones meant; Blue Tooth? 3G? Itunes?
Apollo frowned "That's just it, they are in Death Valley, and things on that side, are tense...about as tense as people are at the last lines of my poems" tense to be free of them without being disrespectful...but...
"If Lupa gets even a scent of Percy...its going to be so horrible only my Haiku's can explain it properly" Artemis groaned as he went into poetry mode
Percy arrive at Death Valley
Lupa will rage and send her best
It will be really bad
"Rough but true" was all Artemis had to comment.
Percy's room; 1st nome
Orion and Felix were better, and that hunter that was in him was no longer trying to beat him up, so Percy had had it easy for a while.
He had tried to figure out what that name meant, Crichton. He had done some research into magicians, possibly thinking it was the name of a magician who was particularly good at a certain spell; tidal waves, volcanic eruptions, exploding donkeys...his new greatest fear.
But nothing had come up...and he never recalled hearing about a demigod with that name, so what could A had meant.
As there was little to do, he closed his eyes.
And found himself in a godly retirement home
Percy shivered, noticing a few old Egyptian gods up and about, acting like their mortal equivalent in senior care. While the return of the old ways to the house of life had improved life here for several of the gods, it was still horrifying to see gods like that.
He still had nightmares where his dad Poseidon was really old, older then when he saw him after the destruction of the Princess Andromeda, and using a rusted trident to try to open a can of tapioca while a withered Hephaestus kept setting himself on fire feebly while looking like an old human Fawkes, and where Ares was an irritable little man who tried to attack everything, from the other gods to thin air, while constantly hurting his back.
"Percy" a warm voice said. He turned around to see the hippo headed form of Tarawet, smiling as she was reteaching a god with a lions head his name.
It was going pretty well. This place was finally getting a little optimistic
"Tarawet, I'm taking you wanted to talk to me. Your not really one to bring someone like me to a place like" he looked around as she smiled sadly.
"I'm sorry about those nightmares, Percy, however I do have some advice for you" she looked serious now.
"Percy, you know that I'm the Egyptian Goddess of childbirth, correct" he nodded.
"Due to such, I, as does your moon goddess" nice she didn't contribute to the Greek/Roman name shuffle "have the ability to use a powerful ability" he frowned.
"What?" he had a really bad feeling it was going to be nasty
"We have the ability to de age an attack target, until they were unborn, age zero, non existent. Of course, your goddess is banned from that power by the rest of the Olympians" Percy gulped, that was a terrifying concept...
"But, what does that have to due with me?" she smiled as a TV appeared behind her, though it was one of those old ones, but it was in color.
She formed a remote in her hand" I'll show you" she turned it on, showing a swamp at the base of a mountain range...Alps probably.
A swamp where carnage had rained, by two battling figures; a roman dressed Tarawet and Rose.
Percy moved to speak, but she stopped him "I don't blame you for her actions"
"Be gone, Egyptian parasite!" she yelled, sweating, pointing her golden blade at the panting Goddess, who was bleeding Golden Ichor everywhere.
She glared at the huntress "You don't command me, you, that brat Diana, and the rest of your Aphophis spawned Romans hold nothing to us! Your dammed Lord Jupiter, a unfit king, dares to say he may hunt us down, like common animals! Well I've had enough of it! Now prepare to pay the price for your instance!" her head flickered into the form of a Hippo's, as it opened wide, as a see through gray light formed in the large mouth. Rose appeared ready to dodge it, as the attack blasted and spread through the swampy forest.
Percy was shocked at what was happening, with the trees shrinking down into treelings, then into acorns and pine cones, then into nothing. The stones started to turn into sand and other loose parts...
That was the power that Tarawet mentioned...the power to de age everything and anything! A fountain of youth, a deadly fountain that is
However, as the attack smoke faded away, a panting Tarawet paled at what was left over.
It was the black haired man he had seen in several dreams, Georgius.
"Tarawet" he smiled "Its been a while...any luck with Bes?"
The dream ended as Percy frowned.
"What?" she frowned.
"Because Rose was born prior to my attack, my attack de aged her, into Georgius. Its related to the fact that Georgius had a Ren, making him different from the reincarnations of others. You obviously can tell it was temporary, but that ability left a connection" he frowned.
"Connection?" she nodded.
"Yes, at certain times they, Georgius or Rose, can influence your actions. For example, you gained some of Rose's agility when you fought that Minotaur thing the first time around, or her possessing your body while you were talking to Anubis. Meanwhile, Georgius influenced you in a few of your ideas in using your Poseidon originating abilities"
Percy looked a little disturbed, so Tarawet cut him off "Of course, your actions as a whole, however, were all you. None of theirs"
"Now then, it is possible for you to learn how to use this inherited power. Rose, for example, learned how to stand on water from Georgius in her. If you focus, you could be able to use a limited amount of their abilities or see them meld with your current ones, for example the ability to harm sea animals" Percy looked horrified
"Why would I want to do that" she frowned.
"I'm not sure, but I have an odd feeling that might one day be required. I'm not saying your have to go and massacre a reef or something, but particularly with the powers of the bow of Diana..."
"CONSTANCE ANYONE!"
"IT is possible that singular sea creatures could be controlled. Not as many if one had the Trident, but one or two. Particularly those that aren't fish"
"You know, your making me sound like Ichigo from Bleach" she shrugged.
"And I can assure you Rose nor Georgius are hollows" Percy looked speechless
Why would a Egyptian Goddess of birth be interested in violent manga? She chuckled.
"What, I dabble. I'm hardly a one trick pony, if you will excuse the cliche. Now, I do believe it is time for you to awaken"
Meanwhile, Nome 354, Mauritius
The island nation of the Mauritius was hardly the richest, most strategic or most historic of lands, but it was the proud home and base of Portus Tides, a name he was given in his youth, as he had not one to claim for himself, a tall man with hard set muscles, a army cut of black hair and the eyes of a sea man.
A magician from the House of life, Portus had quickly rose to prominence in his abilities with water elemental magic. Of the class of 1890, he was the only one to rise to the position as head of a nome.
As the head of Nome 354, the orphan from Mombasa was one of the House's experts on water. In fact, it was said that in a theoretical war between the house and Olympus, he would be the one to combat Neptune's forces in such a scenario.
It was he whose magic stopped the great tsunami from causing any more damage then it dead, and brought in the magician who caused it to justice.
However, the proud man was now on the ground, feeling like he was dead, as the cloaked being who called herself, the Ragnarok Sage, had defeated his entire nome, and vanished the rest of them in glowing light.
She had in her hands, the bows of Apollo and his twin, Diana.
"Well well well, it appears that these two" she held the bows "when used together, are very good and destroying you water types. The powers that govern tides, and evaporation...you were a worthy test subject for this" she placed her hand on his face.
"However, it is time you go" he exploded into the light as well, as the sage single handily captured the nome, hidden on its secret island in the island nation.