Limbo

"I thought you were dead." I said blatantly.

Of course my first words to my namesake would be rude.

Perseus smirked and nodded.

"I am." he said and then looked around.

"And so are they." he said.

I looked all around me and seemed like flashes of history happening all around me. I saw people born, fight wars, find love,and then die all in the span of milliseconds.

"Where are we." I mumbled.

"In limbo cousin, you're dying." he said matter of factly.

"Well that's great."

Perseus laughed lightly, he reminded me even more of Thalia.

"So what are you doing here?"

He was about to respond but he then frowned and looked behind him. He unsheathed his sword that I didn't know he had.

"Answers soon cousin, for the now, we have to move."

"Wait why?"

"The Oneiroi, dream spirits, are after us."

We had now entered a cave and Perseus had started a fire, with what materials I did not know, and then sat on a stone.

I sat on a stone across from him.

I noticed that the flashes were still all around me.

Perseus stared at me in silence with his arms cross as if waiting for me.

He looked like a true son of Zeus.

"Er.. Could you explain why I'm here?" I said shifting on the rock.

"You tell me, you called me from Elysium." Perseus said uncrossing his arms.

"Um no-"

"Please please please if any of the good heroes are around could you please help me out and give me some wisdom or I don't know some power because I'm about to pee in my pants." Perseus said mocking me word for word before bursting out in laughter.

I blushed with embarrassment.

"Is that not what you said cousin?" Perseus said wiping the tears from his eyes.

"I mean yeah but I didn't wanna sit here and get laughed at-"

"Oh don't fret cousin, I am here to lend you some of my wisdom. Now,"

Perseus shifted.

"What is it that you need wisdom on?" he said in his get down to business tone.

It reminded me of Annabeth's. She had used it quite frequently when trying to get me to stay focused.

Gods I miss her.

I thought about what I wanted to ask Perseus.

I knew it was no mistake that he was here. I had always been inspired to be Perseus, or rather his life.

He was son of one of the big three and still had a happy ending, and didn't become as bad as the rest of the gods like Hercules.

That was my question.

"I want to know how you did it, how you got the girl, aced all the quest, and got your happy ending." I said bitterly.

"I want to know how I can get through all of this. I want to know what's going on. Everyone keeps dropping hints on what's happening or what's going to happen and it seems like everyone knows what my future is and I don't even know what it is! Then they tell me everyone else's future plus my one is my hand! How do I pull myself and everyone else through this when I don't know what to do!" I sat standing to my feet in anger that I had know idea I was carrying.

Perseus stared in silence

"There, your fatal flaw, excessive personal loyalty.

But it's now a lot less personal. You carry the world on your shoulders because you think that's your destiny. But your loyalty blinds you cousin." Perseus said as his stormy blue eyes shined as it held the reflection of the fire.

I was expecting a lot more information, more like a guide to how to live a long a successful demigod big three life but instead my own namesake gave me another dose of the fatal flaw mumbo jumbo.

"Tell me cousin, what do you think my fatal flaw is?" Perseus asked curiously.

I remember Annabeth had told me this once.

"Anxiety." I said but then thought back to something.

"But my brother, Chrysaor, said it was arrogance."

Truth be told, it wouldn't be much of a shock if arrogance was Perseus' fatal flaw as a son of Zeus but sitting with him here now, he seemed as humble and easy going as the next guy.

Perseus' eyes lit up in surprise when I said Chrysaor and then he got control of his emotions again.

"Arrogance among others,pride, and like my half brother Hercules my wrath proved to be as fatal as my arrogance,and if you've talked to your brother then you must know the truth, that I am no hero cousin." He said darkly.

"You're kidding!" I said, completely mystified by what he had said.

"You're one of the good ones! You saved your mom, you saved your girl and you lived happily ever after!" I said scoffing.

Perseus shook his head.

"That is not quite how it happened."

Perseus then stood up.

"But I suppose it's better to show you then tell you."

Perseus picked me up by the cuff of my shirt.

"Now hold on a minute-"

I didn't get a chance to fully protest as Perseus threw me into a wall but as I embraced for impact, there was none.

Instead I was now what it seemed to be the sea of memories and history that was all around me.

I saw Paris handing the golden apple to Aphrodite, I saw Thomas Jefferson standing over the Declaration of Independence and I saw my dad, young as ever, holding his trident without a care in the world talking to a beautiful dark haired women, she turned to look at me but before I could see her whole face I was pulled down by my feet until I touched the hard ground.

I opened my eyes and the sun was in them, somehow I was still standing from that tornado of memories and had no urge to barf.

I was in a room, and some version of curtains was wide opened letting the sun spill in.

I motioned my hand to cover the son and it does but to my surprise, the hand was not mine.

"What the hell?" I mumbled in a voice that definitely wasn't mine."

"Perseus!" Someone called. I winced at the use of my whole name.

I turned about to respond but I stopped when I turned to a mirror with a reflection that was not mine.

I had blonde hair tied in a man bun and stormy but striking blue eyes with a glint of assured power and I was wearing a greek tunic that had a lightning bolt brooch on its belt.

"Whoa." I said out loud

I am Perseus.