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Chapter 21

Movie Night

The end of summer was closing in rather quickly and with it the end of my first summer of camp. I received a letter on my bed one day that was a formal notice to inform the camp if I would be staying year-round or if I was going home. I didn't really give it much thought and just chose to go home.

Now that Gabe was out of our lives and my mom had gotten a large sum of money from the divorce, she was able to move out of that crappy apartment and into something much nicer. There was no longer anything keeping her from getting the life she deserves or us from living together happily. I originally thought that Adamos would have some objections but actually he was alright with me leaving camp. His reasoning was that I would be able to move around New York without having Chiron or some other campers breathing down my neck about why I was sneaking out of the camps borders. And as for training, he said that he'd probably find a way to make sure I stay in peak condition. Although the tone in his voice made a small tingle of fear go down my spine for what he comes up with.

Currently I was sitting inside my cabin reading through the spell book that Adamos got me before I left for my quest and writing things down. Now I know what you're probably thinking, 'Percy Jackson reading? That's impossible.' And normally you'd be right, but researching magic is far more entertaining than reading a book. I haven't been able to learn any new spells other than the three that Adamos taught me, but I was currently spending my time writing down letters and sentences for practice.

As it turns out magic is written and spoken in an entirely different language, or rather languages as some forms of magic come from different parts of the world and are completely different in every aspect. One chapter was all about Japanese magic using seals, hand signs, talismans. The chapter on the Celtics was about runes much like my quick cast spells but a bit more advanced as it requires writing the word rather than a symbol. Adamos explained that the quick cast spells like QUEN and AARD were developed by him alongside a group of monster hunters that existed during the dark ages. He said it was modifying magic runes by using the idea of Japanese kanji in order to simplify the magic into a single rune.

That really got me excited as it meant that different magics could be combined or even modified. The possibilities were endless. The only downside would be that I would have to learn the magic language by myself. Adamos did give me a few exercises make it easier to learn but he refused to just give me the knowledge quite adamantly.

(Flash back begin)

"Wouldn't it just be easier for you to, I don't know? Implant the language into my head, or just tell me the answers?" I asked. I had spent a total three hours reading and trying to memorize the magic alphabet and rules for the language. Luckily the book was enchanted to counteract dyslexia or else I wouldn't have made it twenty minutes.

"And what good would that do you?" Adamos asked.

"It would make learning all this easier for one. And also, I wouldn't have to sit here and memorize an alphabet." I said as I looked at the book with slight distaste. Even if I no longer got a headache from reading the damned thing, learning a new language was much harder than most of my schoolwork. Especially since there was no Rosetta Stone service since the languages in the book didn't exist in the mortal world.

"Blessing you with immediate knowledge will only hinder you." Adamos said adamantly.

"How?" I asked as I plopped down onto the bed. The book bounced a few inches when I did.

"Learning a skill is better because the skill will stay with you longer. It's like muscle memory. Once you get good enough it will never truly go away. The same however can't be said for blessings." Adamos said with a tone of distaste in his voice. "A blessing can easily be removed if a god knows how. You can lose all the skills and knowledge that you have if you are just given it. In the end it will only hinder your growth and creativity with what you do with it. Its why my blessings don't grant immediate results, they just improve the learning curve."

"So, I still have to learn all this myself?" I asked thought the question was completely rhetorical.

I could feel Adamos roll his eyes at me. "Quit bitching. You're learning something that any other camper would kill to learn."

"Don't have to be an asshole." I mutter.

"You don't have to be a brat." Adamos retorts and the room goes silent for a few moments before we both let out a laugh. "All right. That's enough. Show me what you're having trouble with."

"All right so I was looking at these…"

(Flash back end)

I put the pencil I was using down and rub my eyes. Outside of my cabin the sun was beginning to reach the horizon. It was getting quite late in the day and since it was after dinner than there was nothing for me to do. This was even my off day from Adamos's training so that just left my schedule even more barren for the day.

"UUHHHH! There's nothing to do!" I mentally groan in my head as I lean back and lie on my bed and stare at the stone ceiling of Cabin three.

Adamos was quiet and left me to whatever I wanted for the day. I went through the activities at camp and for some reason some of them felt lacking. The sword fighting against those my age group wasn't as challenging after getting used to Kevin's preset skill in all forms of combat and his greater speed and strength. The other campers seemed as if they were moving quite lazily. Well, there were a few of them that could put up a challenge, but those numbers could be counted on both hands and they weren't always around during my classes.

I had to wait another year for that awesome rock wall since the camp has an age requirement for it. Apparently, a few years ago, a younger camper got stuck up there and refused to come down once the lava started to fall. The rest of the activities were just meh.

"I wonder what Adamos is doing?" I thought as I closed my eyes and remembered that island. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore. The warmth from that fake sun on my skin and the brightly colored jungle that lead deeper inland. Sometimes when I remembered the island I could feel as if I was actually there.

Chirp-chirp…

"Yeah there were even birds." I thought.

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"Wait birds?" My eyes open, and I look around and see the beach and the house in the distance. This time however I was all alone. Adamos was nowhere to be seen which I found weird as I began to walk around. Usually he was here to meet me whenever he pulled me in here, or he was at least nearby.

"Adamos?" I called out. "You here?" There was no response. I walked around the mansion and even went over to the dock with the lounge chairs on it. Again, there was no one present.

I had checked around the immediate area. I had searched around the mansion and still didn't find him. That only left…

Inside the house.

My eyes went to the sliding glass door. The thoughts rolled in my head. "Should I go in? Can I go in?" I didn't know if it was even possible for me to go inside the building. For all I knew it was just a construct that Adamos made in my head. Like a giant doll house, only for show.

I walked over the wooden patio floor of the building and up to the glass door. There was nothing blocking the view inside.

The floors were made of black marble with walls of pristine white. There was a media room that sat off to the right of the entire room. The couch wrapped around a large ottoman like a large black omega. A massive flat screen T.V. sat on the wall, taking up a large portion of it. The size of it meant that it could have been 70-80 inches. An empty doorway off to the side held what looked like a large table and a cabinet filled with plates and glasses. On the left wall opposite of the room was another doorway that looked like it led to the kitchen. Further back the room opened up and I could see the front door and a stairway.

I put my hand on the sliding door and give it a pull. The door easily slide over without any resistance.

"I guess that means I can go in." I muttered as I stuck my head in.

I step inside and I immediately feel the temperature change as a cool breeze hits me. It was at a comfortable temperature, the kind that seemed perfect, like it wasn't to warm or to cold. It was the perfect room temperature. "I can't tell where the air ends and my skin begins." I say as I feel the comfort of the room.

"Wait, its not the time for that." I shake my head and walk further into the house. I pass the media set and go straight to the front door. "If I'm gonna start anywhere, why not the beginning." The front door was a pitch-black wood with a minimalist handle and lock. Right next to the door was a rock and sand pit with a small tree, and on the other side of the door was a pair sandals, a pair of running shoes and combat boots and a luxury pair of slippers with the letters ADA on the left and MOS on the right one.

"Seriously?" I deadpan as I look at the soft grey colored footwear. I was about to walk away when I suddenly had a thought.


A few minutes later I was walking around the house exploring with the insanely soft slippers on my feet and my shoes by the door. "Oh my god." I let out a content sigh as each step was like walking on a cloud that molded to my feet. "Eat your heart out Dr. Scholl."

The rest of the exploring was rather uneventful as I was correct about what was on the first floor, with the exception of a locked door that I couldn't get into, a closet with cleaning supplies, a bathroom, and a guest bedroom all in the right wing of the mansion. The left wing was dedicated entirely to a gym.

The second floor was filled with rooms and a veranda. The first room was a large library filled to the brim with books. There were textbooks on various subjects, research papers, comic books, manga, novels, poetry and much more that I didn't bother to look at. The next room I looked at was just another bedroom, much like the first one along with a bathroom next to it.

The entire floor was filled with barely mentionable rooms. Some filled with computers, and some filled with plants like a small indoor garden. It was the last room that I looked into on the second floor that was the most extravagant and eye catching.

The room was the largest so far. It was obviously meant to be a master bedroom, but it was turned into a room filled with nothing but artwork and pictures. The framed pieces lined the walls all the way to a full window wall that faced the ocean. There were framed photos of Adamos in various places around the world. Sometimes he was talking to someone or he was with a group of people that I had never seen before. Some looked like Vikings, some wore oriental silk robes, one where he was alone in purple robes, had grown out his hair, and carried an extremely long katana on his back. One of a beautiful looking woman in purple carrying two long red spears. Another picture if a young man holding a sword with a look of awe as he stood over a stone. One of a long-haired man handing out food to the sickly with a kind smile on his face, and another of a young blonde woman in dark blue robes and silver armor carrying a beautiful battle standard. Currently I was looking at a picture of Adamos carrying two smiling little girls on his hips, they both looked around five years old in the photo. The girl on his right hip had wild blonde hair and sun kissed mocha color skin, while the girl on his left was her opposite with pale snow-white skin and dark black hair.

"What are you doing?" A voice said from behind me.

"KYAAAAAHHHH!" I screamed, totally not like a little girl, and jumped away from where I was.

Adamos stood behind where I just was with his arms crossed. He wasn't dressed in his normal robes and golden accessories, but instead wore sweatpants and a sleeveless workout shirt that seemed to almost hug his muscular body. He raised an eyebrow at me as I tried to calm my heart from the surprise scare, but I saw a flicker of amusement in his eyes as he looked at me.

"Don't scare me like that!" I sort of shouted at him.

Adamos rolled his eyes at me. "I wasn't even trying to scare you. Now why don't you tell me exactly what you were doing?" He asked.

"I… don't know." I admitted.

"You don't know?" Adamos parroted with a raised brow.

"I wasn't exactly meaning to come here. I was just laying on my bed and thought of the island," I say and motion at the window, or rather what was beyond it. "And the next thing I know I'm out there."

"So, you came here on accident." I nod at his statement and he looks me in the eyes for a few moments. His gaze made me squirm as the multicolored orbs seemed to pierce into my soul, and then just like that the look was gone. "Ok. I believe you."

"What?" I said confused. "You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" He asked with another raised brow.

"For… you know. Trespassing in here and looking through your house."

Adamos let out a chuckle. "Percy, there's no reason for me to be mad. I may have made everything in here, but this is still your mind."

"Ugh." I face palm as I just remember that fact and I hear Adamos chuckling at me. "Shut up its not funny." I snap at the god.

"Oh, come on it's a bit funny. For me that is." He snarks. "So, was there a particular reason you were in this room?" He asks.

"Not really," I shrug as I stand next to him and look at the pictures once again. "You have a lot of rooms filled with crap."

This time Adamos let out a shrug. "A guys gotta have hobbies. I'd probably go insane without things to do in here."

"So, what's with all the pictures?" I asked as I looked at the dressed-up figures. "They from Comicon or something."

"No, they aren't from Comicon." He says with a laugh. "These are pieces of history converted into pictures using magic."

"So what? Like a magic camera?"

"Some thing like that." He said, not explaining any further.

"So, who are these people?" I asked eying the pictures.

"Well this one," Adamos says as he points to the picture of the young boy holding a sword. "Is my son Arthur Pendragon before he became king."

"And is that Excalibur?" I say eyeing the sword in the photo.

"Yeah," He lets out a sigh which makes me give him a questioning look. "I gave the sword to Merlin so that he could give it to Arthur when he was of age. But the jack ass had other ideas and just stuck it into a rock until Arthur came along."

"So, he wasn't supposed to pull the sword from the stone?"

"Not in the slightest. I think Merlin just likes to watch people struggle." And I must have been giving him an are 'you serious look' because he just shrugs that he didn't know why either.

"And who's this?" I ask as I look at the next picture of the long-haired man.

"Jesus." He said simply.

"Huh." I said as I get a closer look. "he's not as skinny as I thought he was."As i see him looking quite fit with a lean athletes body.

"Yeah I don't know where the church got the idea that he was that skinny. But what can you do? Also did you know that the name Christ is derived from the Greek word Christos?"

"No. I don't think I know that word yet. What does it mean?"

"It means 'to be anointed'." Adamos explained. "The definition of anointed is to be smeared in oil in a religious ceremony or be given a divine office."

"So, his name is Jesus the oily?" I say with humor in my voice.

"Yeah, yeah laugh it up. The reason I had him named that was that I hoped Athena would be able to help him while he was trying to fix the utter embarrassment of a civilization that was the Roman Empire."

"Why would she help him?" I asked confused.

"Because Athena gave the Athenians the olive tree when she and dad were fighting over the city of Athens." Adamos said with a smirk. "You should have seen how pissed off dad and Zeus were when they found out that Athena and I pulled a fast one over on them. I managed to convince dad to throw the contest and give them a saltwater spring rather than a stable of pegasi, and Athena convinced Zeus to actually swallow his ego and ask me to help sway the votes." Adamos's smile turned into a full-blown smirk. "Those two were so pissed at us that Dad nearly destroyed the city out of spite if Athena and I hadn't had the mortals build shrines to him throughout the city state."

"You really like screwing with people, don't you?" I asked in more of a statement rather than a question.

"It's one of my greatest joys in life." Adamos laughs. "All right onto the next photo." He says joyously.

"So, if those were Jesus and Arthur," I say as I look over the picture of the woman with the battle standard. "Then this must be Jeanne D'Arc."

"Right. She was symbol for the French army at such a young age." Adamos spoke and the look in his eyes grew somber and melancholic. Like they had aged centuries in just a moment before regaining that proud look in his eyes. "And I can never be prouder of each of them."

"Hey Adamos?" I didn't know if I should ask this question. "How come you have so few kids compared to other gods?"

Adamos's smile fell slightly and now seemed a bit forced. He lets out a huff and folds his arms over his chest. A habit of self-comfort I think.

"Other than trying to be as faithful of a husband that I can?" Adamos says sarcastically but there's a bit of bitterness in his voice. "My mortal children tend to die as martyrs. The vastness of my domains makes my children powerful and I guess they all inherit my ability to stand out spectacularly in a group." He lets out a hollow laugh. "I myself was never too much of a follower and I guess that they all inherited that part from me. I do try to help them as much as I can, but I could only do so much."

I didn't even think, my body just reacted on its own as I pulled him into a hug.

"Woah Percy. What's—ah, what's going on?" Adamos asks as he puts his hands on my shoulders.

"Nothing. Just—felt like this was needed." I said as I broke away, but I see that Adamos was no longer forcing the smile on his face which is enough for me. Only to regret trying to comfort him a moment later.

"Aww are you so lonely you have to hug me." He says in a teasing voice and a smirk.

"Just—shut up asshole." I turn away from him. "Any ways who are they?" I point to a picture of Adamos with two younger girls, trying to change the attention away from me.

"Those are my daughters." Adamos said with a fond look on his face. "Born during the end of the Titanomachy. The only immortal children that I have. I don't really know what they're doing at the moment, but I'm sure they are out there safe."

"What ever happened to the whole faithful husband thing?" I ask with a smirk.

"I wasn't married then idiot. And Athena wasn't even born yet."

"Cough—cradle robber—Cough,"

"Oh? You got something to say Percy?" Adamos said with a sickeningly sweet smile.

I just returned the smile back to him. "Just trying to clear my throat. But how did you ever have kids during a war."

"You'd be surprised how easily people go at it." He said and I felt a shiver as I didn't want to think about that.

"So, who are their mom's?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Nyx and Thalassa." He said offhandedly.

"Nyx and Thalassa." I thought over and over again. I knew I had heard those names some where before. "Nyx and Thalassa." Then it clicked.

"Aren't they primordials?!" I shouted in shock. "Like all powerful rulers of their domains. Stronger than gods, primordials."

"Thanks, professor, for the enlightening lesson." Adamos said sarcastically. "Yeah they are. What of it?"

"How did you seduce them?" I tried to wrap my head around it. I learned in one of the classes for mythology that Chiron taught that primordials rarely give themselves a physical form in the mortal world and even then, they spend millennia in deep sleep, so they rarely interact with gods as well.

"Firstly, Nyx came to me. That woman has a thing for powerful men." He says with pride. "And secondly, I never actually knew Thalassa. Never even met the woman." He said with a shrug.

"Wait…Then how…? I'm so confused right now. How do you have a baby without meeting the mother."

"You gotta learn that when it comes to the mythological world, anything is possible. I mean, Adonis was born from a tree."

"So how did you have a child if you weren't with her." I asked.

"Hmmm." Adamos rubbed his chin in thought. "You know I think that this would be a good time to tell you about the three quests I took during the Titanomachy."

"But what about my question?"

"Trust me. They have to do with these quests." Adamos then walked out of the room with me following. He turned and walked up the stairs and to the third floor and to a random room with a large screen and a projector. A large couch was facing it and, in the corner, seemed to be a concession stand.

"Is this…"

"A media room?" Adamos finished my sentence and I just confirmed with a halfhearted nod as I still looked around. "Yes, it is. The T.V. downstairs is nice, but this room is built for nothing but entertainment."

I felt a slight bit of jealousy at how cool the room is. I mean I wish that I could afford something like this but sadly I barley get much of an allowance.

"Help yourself to whatever while I set this up." Adamos said as he started to look through a box.

"Isn't this my mind?" I ask as I grab a bag of popcorn and a cherry coke. "Can't you just snap your fingers and magically put it up." I munch on a few pieces of popcorn, the kind with extra butter.

"I mean I could." Adamos says, not looking at me as he puts a disc into the projector. "But where's the fun in that?" The projector takes the disc and closes with an audible—click—sound. "All right movie time." Adamos said excitedly as he plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote and turned the projector on. Then an image of a warning showed on the white screen wall. It was sorta like the ones you see in theaters that give a warning about the movies contents, although this on didn't have any kind of PG or PG-13 rating. I then noticed a glaring problem, or at least an annoyance.

"Can you close the blinds. The suns messing with the projection." I pointed out that half of the screen was messed up by the sun outside.

"Why don't you just turn it off." Adamos said.

"What?"

"Just turn the sun off Percy." Adamos said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I gave him a look of serious disbelief at which he rolled his eyes. "Mindscape man. Just imagine the sun turning off."

"Ok…" I muttered and shut my eyes. I tried to concentrate on the sun turning of but after a few moments nothing seemed to happen when I opened my eyes.

"Try thinking of one of those clapper light switches." Adamos suggested and once again I closed my eyes.

Clap-Clap

I opened my eyes and found that outside was night, except there weren't any stars. "Woah." I whispered and then I clapped my hands again.

Clap-Clap

Then the sun came back on.

Clap-Clap

Clap-Clap

Clap-Clap

Clap-Clap

This kinda went on longer than it should have as I messed around with the sun until Adamos cleared his throat. "As amusing as it is to watch you play around with the sun, I would like to get started."

A light heat spreads through my cheeks in embarrassment. "Sorry." I say with a small laugh and clap my hands once more to turn the sun off.

The movie begins to start and for some reason it scrolls across trailers for a bunch of movies that I had never even heard of being made. Movies like Avatar, a movie about blue cat people, Zombie land, a zombie movie, and Inglorious Basterds, a Nazi movie. "What's with all of these movies?" I ask as I take a sip of a large cherry coke.

"Just a bunch of movies that I helped mortals think of. If they follow the work schedule that I have planned out than these movies should be out in theatres by 2009."

"Will any of them be good?" I ask.

"Definitely." He said and then I watched as the trailers ended and the screen went to black.


The screen then light up and it showed a group of people all standing around a table arguing. Everyone seemed to be speaking all at once so I couldn't really make out what they were saying until the shot became closer to see the group clearly. Around the table were the six eldest gods, except that they looked so much younger. Zeus didn't have any grey in his hair, Dad had younger features and his face was cleanly shaven. Hades actually had a healthy tone to his skin, well, healthy-ish as he was still paler than those present, but not as pale as now. Hera had a warm and concerned look in her eyes rather than the cold look she had on Olympus. Demeter actually looked the same, except that she had shorter hair. The last one was Hestia in her adult form, albeit a few years younger, and her hair was far longer than it was now, reaching to her mid back, and while her eyes still held the same warmth in them, there was an almost unnoticeable undertone of something being barely held back that would certainly not be good for anyone if it were unleashed. There was another woman in the group that I had never seen before, and yet she looked very familiar.

In the corner of the screen I saw a small shadow moving about, watching the group. The shape was obviously humanoid but the lighting and the fact that its back was turned wasn't helping in the slightest.

"We need to strike now." Zeus spoke with a tense edge in his voice. "The titans still haven't gathered much of their forces; they are barely even considering us a threat and that arrogance can be used."

"We cannot go on the offensive brother." Hades spoke with authority and a glare, as if this conversation had been hashed multiple times before. "We don't have the necessary support to fight this war. We must be patient if we are to succeed."

"And how patient must we be!" Zeus growled; his voice rose with each word. "It has been five years since I retrieved you from father's stomach and in that time, we haven't achieved anything!"

Demeter rolled her eyes at the younger Zeus. "And you never let us forget it." She muttered but it was loud enough that Zeus still heard her, and he responded with a glare. Demeter just huffed and rested her head on her hand and lazily had her elbows on the table.

The unknown woman rested her hand on Zeus's shoulder. Her honey blonde hair fell straight down past her shoulders, its shine only highlighted by the simple grey toga that she was wearing. She gave him a reassuring smile. "Maybe we can do something else." She suggested. "We do not the necessary forces to launch an attack on the titans, but that doesn't mean we can't do anything to them indirectly."

"And what would you be suggesting Metis?" Hestia asked with a knowing smile on her face.

"Well, I know that a certain little sneak," The know identified Metis says and the humanoid stiffens slightly before pushing itself further into the shadows. "knows quite a bit about poisons and curses. If we can spoil their tributes and food than we can raid their shrines and armory's while they are incapacitated. "Do you think you can help us with that Adamos?" Metis asks the shadows and a young Adamos steps out into the light and all the other gods and goddesses, sans Hestia, look over at him.

Adamos looked to be a few years older than me. Most likely 15 or 16 years old but was probably much younger as gods physically age differently. He was almost a half head shorter than any of the male gods and wore a simple chiton and sandals, but you could see the well-toned physique clearly. His eyes darted around at everything and he scratched the back of his head as he chuckled.

He was clearly nervous.

"Adamos?" Poseidon asked. "What are you doing here? I told you to wait until I returned."

"I'm sorry father. I just…wanted to see how I could help." Adamos said.


I looked away from the screen and towards the present version of the god on the screen, "Not exactly the picture of self-confidence, were you?"

"Tensions were super high at the time. Sometimes I just wondered if they would just break out into a fight between themselves." He simply spoke, not taking his eyes off the screen.


"They day that we need to rely on a child to win the war is a day that I dread." Zeus said with distaste. I turned back to the screen to continue watching.

Young Adamos furrowed his brows and the shyness fell away. "Last I checked you weren't much older than me when you played the fool for the titans."

Zeus's head snapped to Adamos and I swore that there were bolts of electricity sparking between the two. "Now, now." Hera intervened with a stern look at the two of them. "We can't afford to be picky with who can help us."

"Indeed, you cannot child." A smooth female voice echoed through the cave. The voice was comforting and tender. "As you are you will not have a chance in this war of yours." The sudden appearance of the voice caused everyone present to jump up with whatever weapons they had on them pulled out. Adamos didn't have anything and just grabbed a heavy stick nearby.

"I still don't see why we need them." Another voice spoke, this one was deep and gruff, sounding like waves crashing against the shore.

"Oh, come on." A third feminine voice said, the voice sounded melodic. "It could be fun to watch them try to succeed."

"I still rather do it myself." The male huffed.

"And I told you no. You agreed to the proposal and you'll go by it." The first voice scolded.

"Don't ignore us!" Zeus roared as he looked around for the owner of the voice but didn't find anyone. "Show yourself!"

"This one has a temper." The third voice said.

"A trait he seems to have inherited from his father I suppose." The first voice said, and I could hear a subtle tone of disappointment in her tone.

"You dare mock me!" Zeus's face grows redder at the blatant insults to his character.

"Indeed, we do. Its so much fun to tease." The third voice says with a giggle. Then the room is plunged into darkness. Even the light from the torches is diminished to the point that they seem barely alight. Then the shadows recede as soon as they came. And an unknown woman stood just a ways away from the head of the table, her body seemed to radiate raw power. Her hair was pitch black and seemed to absorb the light around her. Her face was perfectly beautiful and could easily be considered Aphrodite's equal. Her eyes resembled quasars and swirled in the most hypnotizing way. The chiton that she wore seemed to be made of the night sky itself as it shimmered and swirled.

The woman looked between all those that were assembled. Each of the gods and goddesses had slightly strained looks on their faces as they seemed to be battling some invisible weight on their shoulders. The woman looks at each of them and she see's the looks of apprehension on their faces, the desire to retreat from this threat that seems to be able to be able to overpower them with her mere presence. She smirks at their expressions, that is until her eyes travel to the youngest of the group. But oddly he wasn't where he was supposed to be. Where Adamos was once off to the side of the group, he was now standing protectively in front of Metis. There were sparks of fear in his eyes, but those were overshadowed by the look of determined protectiveness.

The smirk on her face drops and one of her brows raise as I see her analyzing the young Adamos. The only one to move out of all present, and the only one who seemed prepared to fight, and with a stick no less.

"I think that is enough Nyx." The first voice scolded, making the now named Nyx pout.

"N-Nyx?" Hades said nervously. "The primordial goddess of the night."

"The one and only." She said with a smile and a flourish of her hand. Immediately, all the gods dropped into a bow. All accept Adamos, who either because he didn't know who Nyx was, some form of pride that made him refuse, or even just that he didn't seem to trust her. He didn't immediately bow. This didn't go unnoticed by the primordial as he reluctantly bowed under her gaze when the other gods sent him pleading looks.

"Must you needlessly torment them?" The first voice said as the stones on the ground piled together till, they took the form of a person before falling away, leaving an equally gorgeous woman. Where Nyx had pale skin, she had smooth caramel colored skin. Her black hair fell in waves down her back and she wore elegant forest green robes that were dabbled in gold and white that seemed to shine like sunlight despite the lack of light. Her eyes were a vibrant green with bits of blue in them, almost as if I was viewing the earth from space.

"If they can't even stand against this much than what use can they be?" The gruff voice spoke, and torrents of raging water erupted from the ground until it formed a rather large man. His body was built with large, heavy muscles that spoke of raw strength. His skin was a dark cocoa shade and seemed to have the appearance of smooth leather. His bald head was adorned with tattoos of waves that actually moved. His face was set in a slight scowl, one which was only slightly hidden by his black beard. The man's eyes were a deep oceanic blue that seemed to get darker the closer to the iris you looked.

"Come on Pontus. Give them a chance." Nyx said sweetly to Pontus, though the smile seemed more like the kind that said, 'You ruin my new toys I'll ruin you.' "Gaia went through all the trouble of convincing us to ask them so we can't just disregard them yet."

"Fine." Pontus grumbled.

"Um-My Lord and Ladies," Hestia spoke softly and all three primordials turned to her. As she rose her head only slightly, I could see that she seemed nervous and seemingly on the verge of being terrified. "Might I ask what it is you are here for?"

"Yes, certainly my dear." Gaia said in a comforting maternal tone that only a mother could. This seemed to be the case as her words seemed to ease the gods somewhat.

"Are you here to kill us?" Adamos suddenly spoke up as he lifted his head completely. The other gods looked fearfully between the boy and the primordials as it seemed that the question and the way it was asked would be seen as disrespectful to such powerful beings. But Adamos held his gaze, undeterred by the fact that these three could kill him in an instant.


"I was a real dumbass back then." Adamos spoke from my side. "I had no idea who I was actually dealing with at the time." He shakes his head as he looks at his younger self's actions.


"Are you trying to kill us all boy!?" Zeus whispered. "Lady Gaia. We deeply apologize for the boys insolence. He is quite foo—" But Zeus was cut off when Gaia raised her hand.

"Why do you ask that godling?" Gaia said inquisitively. Their eyes locked on each other and the amount of power in her eyes was enough to make me flinch just from the recording. But young Adamos didn't back down. He kept his gaze without wavering.

"Because you love your children." He spoke firmly. "And we are trying to overthrow them."

Silence prevailed for a what seemed like eternity. The two just stared at each other with an intensity that could spark a fire. Then like a snap it vanished as Gaia smiled at Adamos. "And that my dear child is why we will help you."

"You will?" Adamos asked, now seemingly confused along with the rest of the gods.

"Yes. I have watched what has happened and I can say that I am…less than pleased with my son." Gaia said with a disapproving voice.

"And why would you be so displeased with the titan lord?" Poseidon asked. "We know that you deeply love your children, so this is greatly confusing."

Gaia let out a small sigh. "Kronos has become far too much like his father for my liking and I fear for my other children what will happen. I had originally helped him usurp my husband so that his siblings, the cyclops and hecatoncheires, may be free from the prisons that Ouranos put them in. It is only recently that I find that Kronos has returned them back to their jails."

"And not only that but he and his siblings have been pissing us off too!" Nyx interjected suddenly. Pontus just gave a grunt of agreement.

"Yes…" Gaia gave Nyx a scathing look for cutting her off, but the primordial of night didn't seem the least bit apologetic. "And as I was saying. Kronos has been interfering with the domains of others at his leisure."

"Well Pontus and I were originally just going to drag all the titans to the deepest abyss we could find and chuck them in, or maybe make them fight to the death and let one leave." Nyx said disappointedly.

"And I told you Nyx, that was not going to happen." Gaia said with a tense edge in her voice. To which Nyx smirked at her.

"Gaia managed to convince us to get you to fix our problems for us instead. You do that, we help you with your crap." Pontus spoke up with all the tact and subtly as a brick through a window, interrupting what could have potentially escalated into a brawl between two primordials.

"And what kind of help are you offering?" Adamos asked and Pontus's seemingly permanent scowl deepened slightly.

"Are you questioning me boy." He growled.

"No, he isn't my lord." Hades said quickly and rushed over to Adamos and smacked him in the back of the head, hard enough to earn an indignant 'OW!' from the godling. "He just wants to be properly informed." He tried to amend, all the while ignoring Adamos's scowl in his direction.

"Well as Pontus has said." Gaia decided to play mediator. "We will aid you in your war as best we can. We cannot fight for you as Ancient laws prevent us, but we can give you the best chance at victory if you complete three tasks for us."

"And what will these three tasks be?" Metis asked respectively, choosing to speak for the first time since the three primordials arrived.

"Whatever order that you choose to do these doesn't matter." Nyx waved offhandedly. "All that matters is that you make it entertaining for me." She broke out into an amused smile as the two other primordials just sighed at her antics.

Gaia shook her head. "Regardless of how you choose to accomplish these tasks," She stopped Nyx from saying anything with a look. "We just wish for them to be done. Now the task that I offer you is to slay the Pitanian Drakon." At the task the gods looked a bit uneasy and shifted back and forth.


"What's the Pitanian Drakon?" I ask Adamos as I turn away from the movie.

Adamos pauses the film and looks at me. "It was a massive serpent that could almost rival Python with its size. The difference was that this beast secreted a deadly poison from its mouth that just the fumes could kill a mortal. Imagine what would happen if it injected the poison in you." Adamos said seriously and I shuddered at the thought. "Didn't help that the damn thing's mere presence was enough to kill all-natural wildlife within a half mile radius."

"That sounds horrify." I whispered.

"Oh, believe me. It was. I still don't even know how that damn thing was born. I did ask Gaia about it and she just said that it appeared one day. No reason or explanation. Just boom! It's there."

"I think I'm gonna run if I ever come across it." I say as I stuff more popcorn into my mouth.

"Smart boy." Adamos said and then resumed the film.


"My quest is next." Nyx chirped. "You have to capture the Primal Phoenix for me." Nyx's beautiful face then scrunched up in distaste. "That overgrown chicken's been flying around on fire every day ever since that brat Hyperion managed to tame it."


I gave Adamos a look. "The primal of a species means that they are the one of the oldest of their kind and more often than not also one of the most powerful."


"You gotta steal something for me from Oceanus." Pontus spoke in his gruff tone. "He has it locked in some vault in the deepest parts of his kingdom. I don't give a damn how you get it, just make damn sure that it's in pristine condition when you retrieve it." He ended with a glare.

"I think that we all agree we can agree to fulfill these tasks My Lord and Ladies." Hades spoke warily and looked around to see that the other gods were all nodding reluctantly.

"Actually, only one of you will be doing these tasks." Nyx spoke eagerly. This caught all the gods off guard and even the other two primordials were giving her a questioning look. "And the one to do them will be him." She says pointing at Adamos.

"What!" Adamos shot up from his bow. "Why only me?"

"You can't be serious!?" Poseidon roared.

"Yes Nyx? Why just him?" Gaia asked.

Nyx's smile grew as if she knew a secret that no one else knew. "Because you'll never be able to do these tasks otherwise. If you all go than the titans will all surely go after you. But him?" Nyx jabs her thumb at Adamos. "The only titans that know he exists are his mother and half-sister. He's the only one of you that can travel freely without worry." Nyx smirks as the gods are silent to her reasoning. None can retort the truth in her statement as with so many gods traveling together it wouldn't be long until they were noticed.

"When would you like these done?" Adamos asked quietly.

Poseidon looked over to his son in shock. "Adamos you don't need to do this." He seemingly begged.

"We can find another way." Hera tried to reason, her face a mask of worry.

"No, I…I need to do this." Adamos said adamantly. "If I can help you all I will try."

"Ohh. I like him." Nyx squealed excitedly. "He has fire in his eyes." Adamos blushed profusely as Nyx seemed to be unashamedly undressing him with her eyes. "And he's pretty cute." And like that Adamos was a as red as a tomato.

"I—um—its." Adamos sputters at the primordial before just deciding to shut up and look away.

"Leave the poor boy alone Nyx." Gaia reprimanded. "We'll never get anywhere at this rate if you continue to tease him."

"Fine." She said with a pout.

"Gather your things boy." Pontus spoke. His expression showing that he no longer wished to be here and wanted to leave as soon as possible. "You will leave as soon as you are ready." And with that he disappeared in a pillar of water.

"That man is such a brute." Nyx huffed and then turned to Adamos and walked closer to him. She stroked his cheek with a slender, delicate finger in a way that sent a shiver through his body. "I will be waiting for you little hero." She whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. Then she stepped back and vanished in a pool of shadows.

Gaia pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation before turning to the gods. "If you succeed, know that the rewards will be well received." She focused her attention on Adamos and gave him a reassuring smile. "I wish you the best of luck child." She then crumbled into dirt and dust.

Immediately all the gods stood at up, their bodies filled with tension and nervousness, yet no one spoke. The silence seemed to eat up the entire space and the gods only just looked at each other and mostly Adamos with nervous looks.

It was Demeter however that broke the silence. "What's a Hero?"

A/N: Okay I know that this is really late. And honestly, I have a sorta good reason for it. I've been binge reading and watching the Bleach anime and its stories on Fanfiction. It's a great series when I read the entire manga, but it does leave a few plot points unresolved and some of the history is a bit shallow in places. I've been writing out two separate drafts of two stories for a PJOXBleach crossover(Not that I know if I'll ever write it) But it's been fun to think of Arrancar Percy vs Ichigo. Maybe call the chapter Protector vs. Destroyer. Anyways I'm still alive and we learn a little bit more about Adamos today. As for the what's a Hero line. That's because this is happening so long ago that humans are little more than cave people at this point and the concept of a hero hasn't been invented. Anyways keep staying sexy everyone.

Momentei, Over and out