Ok so a made a slight change to the story and changed the reward time from thanksgiving break to winter. Thanksgiving was just to odd a time when I read it over.

Percy talking

Percy thoughts

Adamos talking

Adamos thoughts

Characters are owned by Rick

(Except Adamos he's mine)

Chapter 25

There's More Out There

You'd think that after finishing a quest across the country I'd be entitled to a bit of normal in my life. Sadly, that was never going to happen.

That new school that my mom managed to get me into turned out to be Meriwether College Prep. A new 'Progressive' school where the teachers are free to dress casually, the classes are in beanbag chairs, and there are no real grades. I actually wonder if most of the faculty even have any form of credentials.

Personally, I thought that this was my chance to stick around for more than a single school year and just snooze my way through classes.

Adamos was having none of that.

The first week of classes passed by pretty uneventfully, which in itself is actually surprising since we were barely given any work, school or home wise. The closest thing I've had to an assignment was to read a few chapters from a book of our choosing and explain why we liked one of the characters.

Some of the other students chose children's books like the cat in the hat. Adamos made me read of Mice and Men.

My brother's complete disdain for this school reached its peak after the second day and had taken it upon himself to be my personal teacher while my body was set to autopilot. I'm not even sure how it works, but so far, I haven't been called out for it.

Flashback

"Now Percy." Adamos stood in front of a white board. "Due to the utter failure that is the American public education system, or in this case private," He muttered that second part. "I will be taking the role as your mentor and personal hero a step further."

"But you're not my he—"

"AS SUCH," He cut me off. "we will be going over everything you need to know for a proper high school education."

"Why can't I just learn from the school. They have to be good. My mom said they were well reviewed by a bunch of outside sources for their 'unorthodox' teaching methods."

Adamos raised a brow at me. "Good point." He said and for a moment I felt a bit smug.

Oh, how my hubris was so easily destroyed.

"Counter point. I don't care. I'm your teacher now. So, let's get started." Adamos moves in front of the white board and flares his shirt. A white lab coat phases into existence on his person in a flourish before he presses upwards on the bridge of his nose. Now causing a pair of glasses he obviously would never have actually needed to appear. "Now let's talk about our friend the atom."

Flashback End

The worst part about it was the fact that I couldn't get away with going unnoticed in the class since I'm the sole student.

The only other notable thing was that I met a cyclops named Tyson at school. Originally, I thought he was just another kid going to school until Adamos actually made me look him in the eye.

His singular eye.

Turns out the giant of a child that I've been hanging out with at lunch and defending from bullies was actually a cyclops.

I almost tried to stab him from behind, but I just couldn't. Throughout my entire time at Meriwether Prep he had been my only real friend. Of course, I had to defend him from the bullies at school so that he didn't accidentally kill a kid in retaliation. Also, my mom didn't seem to worry about him and actually seemed okay in his company when I brought him home once.

Currently I was walking around Manhattan. I told my mom that I had to run an errand for Hestia which surprisingly gave me a free to go card so long as I Iris message her every now and then. I actually expected a bit of resistance, but I guess Hestia has enough of a rep as the nice goddess that it was okay.

"What do you think would make a good gift for mom for Christmas?" I said as I looked at the map.

"Why? Are you hoping to get something out this for her?"

"Maybe?" I said unsurely. "I mean this is your stuff that I'm retrieving. Is there anything that I could give her from there?"

"Doubt anything I have is 'Christmas present' worthy."

"Who knows maybe I'll get lu—"

SQUISH!

I freeze as I step on something. A heavy crunch followed by a thick squishing noise comes from under my shoe. Hesitantly I lift up my foot to get a good look at what gross thing I just stepped in.

The last thing I was expecting however was a scorpion. "What's a scorpion doing in New York?" I mutter.

"Unless the zoo had an escape it shouldn't be here." Adamos spoke with interest. "It seems like something we should investigate. It could be fun." He spoke giddily.

"It's just a scorpion. There's no reason to go looking…for…more?" I trailed off as a large mass of scorpions crawled down the street. No one else seemed to notice or panic which meant that it must be divine or at least supernatural in nature. I let out a sigh. "Great. Now I'm interested in what's happening."

I followed the seemingly endless mass of scorpions through the streets. At first it seemed to be an uncoordinated movement, but I tossed that idea out when I saw that they were making headway west at a dedicated pace. They didn't even retaliate when I stepped on them.

I walked as fast as I could, trying to get ahead of the horde that was apparently all gathering in Central Park. I ducked through the trees, keeping out of sight as best as I could as I came upon the source of the scorpions.

At the center of a large gathering was a woman in brown robes. Her arms and neck adorned with golden jewels. Her hair was long black hair and the crown on her head made her look like an Egyptian queen. Her skin was a ghastly white with beady black eyes.

"Serqet." Adamos said.

"Who's that?" I ask switching over to mental conversation so as not to be heard.

"She's the Egyptian goddess of scorpions, snakes, and venom." Adamos explained.

"Jeez is she also the goddess of food poison too. You know, just to round out the poison."

"Percy look. The obelisk." Adamos pointed out, ignoring my jest. My focus shifted to the trio standing in front of the massive structure. They were looking at the horde with different expressions.

There was a girl with partially dyed blonde hair smirking at the mass, while an African American boy stood there with a khopesh in his hands. Both of them were wearing what looked like linen pajamas, the only difference was the combat boots the girl was wearing.

The third of the group was vastly different than the two kids. She was a short woman in a cat print leotard. Her amber eyes seemed to glow like lamps against her dark complexion. Her expression however was one of extreme worry, meaning that she knew more than the other two of who the scorpion goddess was.

"Do you have any idea what's going on here?" I asked.

"Something we may need to intervene in. They are practically on Olympus's doorstep and Zeus won't take too kindly to invasive fighting so close to his kingdom. Even if he can't do anything to them it might cause some problems on our end. Besides, I know the chick in the cat print."

"It hasn't even been a year yet and I'm already fighting another god." I sigh.I stand and step out of the bushes. I'm not even noticed at the moment which is good. Suddenly I get an idea and a grin spreads across my face. This was the perfect chance to make an entrance as well as try something else out that I've been testing.

A magic circle starts to form in my mind. The symbol of a triangle with a partially open side appears in my mind, next I surround it with the symbol of fire that I remember Adamos demonstrating.

The spell forms in my hand as I rush towards the obelisk. "IGNIS AARD!" I shout the spell and instead of a force push or a simple fire ball, out comes an explosive blast of fire. I feel a strain in my gut, the cost of forcing the two spells together so haphazardly taking more of a toll on me than I thought. The outcome however was exactly as I wanted it, which made me feel proud.

The large mass of scorpions in front of the three is ignited and forced away, causing even more fire. The scorpion goddess hisses as apart of her scorpion army burns away. The three behind me look with confusion as I stand tall and proud of my accomplishment.

"Who the hell are you?" I turn around to find the African American kid looking at me in shock.

I gave him a confident smile. "Percy Jackson. Hero and sorcerer in training." I say as I stand a bit straighter. I don't know if it was that my experiment succeeded, or that I'm actually being a hero without something forcing me to help, but I felt good.

"You should not be here!" The cat lady hissed at me. Her glare made be flinch a little as I saw the power behind her eyes. This woman was definitely a goddess.

"Actually, we have every right to be here Bast." Adamos speaks through me, his voice playful. However, Adamos's voice was bleeding through my own, making both goddesses freeze. He then turns the bracelet on my arm into his spear and taps the ground three times. A large magic circle forms, covering the whole area before fading. The two kids seemed to watch in awe as the two goddesses have a look of recognition.

Their expressions then swap as their eyes settle on the Spear of Ruin. Bast now having a look of confidence while Serqet has a look of wariness. "You cannot be here. You can't interfere!" The scorpion goddess yelled.

"Actually, we can. Your rampaging through my home." I level the spear. Adamos bringing it out must have been his permission for me to use it. I feel a slight pull in my gut as the spear ignites in white flames. Drawing out its power becoming easier with practice, even if I don't have its full capabilities. "And we New Yorkers can be very territorial."

"We will have much to discuss after this." Bast says next to me as she begins to glow before she begins to grow bigger and bigger. My eyes widen as the next thing I know I'm standing next to a twenty-foot hologram cat headed person.

"Can we do that?" I ask as I gape at Bast's new form.

"Possibly. This Possession stuff originally came from the Egyptians but even I'm not sure how it would work with someone outside their Pantheon." Adamos spoke but there was a slightly frustrated tone in his voice. It must really irk him too not fully know something.

"Questions for later than." I said. Secretly I was really hoping to become a giant person. Then I can look down on all of those older kids who call me shorty when I'm obviously THE AVERAGE HEIGHT FOR MY AGE!

I shake the thoughts away and swing the spear in a wide arc, the spear leaving a large crescent of flames burned into the ground in front of me and igniting the scorpions.

Bast charges forward in her new holographic form, using her massive limbs to punch and kick the horde. Her strikes leaving massive craters and grooves in the ground.

Steadily I swung the spear in large arcs. The flames burning away at all the scorpions as I moved through the writhing mass. I felt another pull in my gut as I swung the spear upwards. A spike of earth rushed forward crushing the scorpions in its way.

Between the two of us we made short work of the encroaching horde. "That was much easier than I thought." I said as I stood in a burning circle of bug carcasses. Sweat was staining my clothes as I took deep breathes. Bast on the other and seemed to be physically much better than me.

"Something as powerful as that spear would surely make short work of anything at this level." The hologram form of Bast spoke, even though her mouth didn't move.

I turned to the lone scorpion goddess. I could hear the clicks and hisses as her mouth opened and I saw a brief view of mandibles in her mouth. A weird shiver went down my body. "Serqet," Bast spoke in a commanding tone. "I suggest that you release your host."

"I refuse!" The scorpion goddess shrieked. Her pale white face shifting into a snarl. "Your days are passed. The House is weak. Lord Set will destroy this land." She hissed at the two of us.

"The only way to defeat an Egyptian god is to sever the connection to its host." Adamos spoke through me.

"▅▅■■■■▅▅▂▂ Adamos spoke in the magic language that I still couldn't understand due to his speed. Magic portals appeared around Serqet, and silver and gold chains shot out like a snake and wrapped around the goddess. It took me a brief moment to realize that these were the same chains he used against the Drakon. "Bast."

The cat goddess nodded as she reverted back to her normal human form. "You will either will fully relinquish your host or," Bast materialized a knife in her hand. "we can force you to."

Serqet scowled and hissed at the two of us, but she kept eyeing the spear. She muttered a silent curse before a black haze began to leave her body. Slowly she began to shrink down, her features returning to a normal color.

Soon all that remained in those golden chains was an unconscious woman who dropped to the ground as the chains retracted. I let out a sigh of relief when I looked her over, finding that she was just unconscious and fine. I turned to the goddess. "You good?" I asked. It was a kinda stupid question to ask an immortal but with the way she looked I felt the need to ask.

Bast looked incredibly tired. The act of using that hologram form seemed to take more out of her than it should have. "I will be fine. But I believe that there are more important questions. Like who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Percy Jackson." I said as I bowed slightly. I didn't know much about Egyptian gods other than the names of a few so I just copied what I did to the Greeks. "Son of Poseidon. My brother said he knows you." I said and she gave me a look. The fact that Adamos didn't stop me from mentioning him meant that it was okay.

"Your brother—

"ADAMOS!" A shout occurred and I felt my consciousness shoved out of the driver's seat. Adamos dropped his spear and it vanished before reappearing on my wrist and in one swift moment drew Riptide. Not a moment later a golden blur is swung in a downward chop at me. Due to Adamos's godly reflexes he blocked the blur with Riptide. Bast moves out of the way with the grace of a cat and lands a bit away.

"Carter!" The blonde girl calls out as she runs over. I get a good look at the assailant only to realize that it's the African American boy—now named Carter—had a furious look on his face, his eyes however looked different from before. They were now silver and gold colored irises. Despite the intense glare however I didn't feel any murderous intent. Loathing and anger yes, but none so that I felt I would fear for my life.

"Give it back you bastard!" Carter roared.

I felt Adamos give an impish smirk. "Horus. You haven't changed since I last saw you…how sad." The now recognized Horus roars as his strength increases forcing Adamos to bend his knees.

The Egyptian god hooks his khopesh around Riptide and using leverage swings the two blades to the side. The force pulls Adamos forward, close enough for Horus to shift to release one hand and swing it in an attempt to back hand Adamos.

Adamos quickly let's go of Riptide to lean back, letting the blow narrowly pass by. It spoke of his experience and skill that he didn't even hesitate to step into his Horus's guard. His hands deftly grip onto the opposing god and in one swift movement Horus is flung over Adamos's shoulder in a throw.

The Egyptian god in an impressive display of reflexes immediately righted himself mid throw and landed in a three point crouch.

"HORUS!" The blonde girl yells out. Adamos glances at her and she looks different. Not in the physical sense, but rather in the way she carried herself. She seemed to stand straighter and she had a more reserved look that somehow didn't detract from the seriousness of her face.

"Don't stop me!" Carter, I mean Horus, called out not taking his eyes off of Adamos. The two of them charged forth with nothing but their fists.

Horus threw out multiple punches that Adamos either deflected with his palms of dodged. One however seemed overextended and the Greek god capitalized by grabbing Horus by the wrist and leading him into a powerful elbow to the solar plexus.

It didn't connect as at the last moment Horus used his hand to intercept, but this left him open to a palm uppercut to the chin. The force strong enough to knock him back but not enough to stun him as he landed a shallow straight kick straight into Adamos's chest.

Internally I slightly wince at the force. He didn't have momentum or leverage, but the kick still managed to hurt. I felt magic flood my eyes and soon I was looking at a Carter that seemed to exude magical energy, most of it centered around his fists and feet.

I felt Adamos smirk as he lunged forth with three lightning fast kicks to Horus's knee, stomach, and head, effectively putting the Egyptian god on the back foot. He didn't give Horus any room to breathe as he followed up with multiple punches, that only barely managed to block. Their feet were constantly moving, attempting to trip each other while maintaining their balance. I watched as the two fought with precision and skill, honed through centuries of combat experience. A smile was adorning Carter's possessed face and I had no doubt that Adamos was doing the same. Both most likely having forgotten the reason for the fight.

The two of them switched between combat styles on the fly. Going from kick boxing, to grapples, and even martial arts from those kung fu movies.

An opening appeared in Horus's defense, which Adamos brought his fist down like hammer on Horus's shoulder, only for it to be revealed as a feint. His arm wraps around Adamos's as his leg hooks behind his knee. The Egyptian god uses his weight to pull Adamos down with him before throwing him over.

Adamos lands on his back before rolling over along with Horus. The two jumps forth, each landing a savage punch to the others jaw.

The two gods in mortal bodies stand there, frozen in space before the two unceremoniously fall to the ground.

"I won!" Adamos laughs out as he picks my body out of the dirt, spitting the dust out.

"Bull shit!" Horus grounds out as he picks himself up. "You fell first."

"Na ah!"

"Yuh hah." The two of them argued like children as I noticed the other two watching. That blonde girl seemed to be face palming as Bast watched with amusement. Both seemingly used to this.

"Hey Isis! Who won?" Adamos asked, and the blonde seemed to snap out of whatever she was thinking.

"Neither of you won." The blonde, now named Isis, said with exasperation. "Again. 385 duels and 384 draws."

Adamos and Horus turned and looked at each other. "With the only win going to me." Adamos smirked.

"Like hell—wait no, don't you try to get out of this. I'm still pissed at you." Horus yelled, seemingly remembering the reason he attacked in the first place.

"Can someone please tell me what's going on?" I snapped out loud.

"Who's the boy?" Horus asked, somehow just now figuring out that Adamos and I look different, yet completely ignoring me.

"You have your host, I have mine." He shrugged. Horus just nodded in understanding. Although I might not have helped if I knew you were here."

"You can't avoid this forever." Horus glared at Adamos.

"I can try." Adamos retorted with a cheeky smile, which earned him a fist full of dirt to the face.

I forcefully shove Adamos from the control as best I can, only earning me the ability to speak once more. I could feel the surprise from my resident god, and I was kinda surprised my self for being able to accomplish it. "Seriously. What is going on?"

"This ass," Horus pointedly looked at me, but I knew he was talking about Adamos. "drugged me and stole my throne and he won't return it."

My mouth opened just a bit and I let out a sigh as my palm reached my face. "Gods dammit. Please don't tell me he's the king of Egypt?"

"If it worked that way, he would be pharaoh." Bast pointed out. "But no. He literally took the throne. Don't know how he snuck it past everyone but all he left was a tablet saying thanks for the throne."

"That does sound like something he would do." I shake my head in exasperation.

"Woah woah woah!" Adamos shoved me from control. "Why is everyone bashing me?" Adamos looked affronted at the accusations. He turned to Horus with a pointed finger. "And I didn't drug you. We were both drunk and you accepted a bet and lost."

"A bet that I don't even remember!"

"That sounds like your problem."

"Boys!" Isis shouted, stopping the two gods from fighting. "As entertaining as this is, we have more important things, such as stopping Set."

"Oh right, Serqet did say something about him." Adamos scratched his cheek with a thoughtful expression. "You need any help dealing with him. I wouldn't mind tossing him around a few times with you."

"As good as that sounds, this is purely an Egyptian problem." Horus denies Adamos's offer, but the god doesn't take any offense at the rejection. "If it gets too out of hand or bleeds over to other pantheons we'll ask."

"Either way we need to send Carter and Sadie to the first Nome." Bast cuts in. "There's a magician in the museum that can take them but she's not the friendliest individual. But she is their best bet." Bast looked at the museum. "The only problem is that she despises the gods so I can't go with them, and I doubt we will be able to convince her."

"What if we don't have to convince her." Isis suggests. "What if we force her to take them."

"It could work. This bounded field not only diverts attention away, but I guess I can configure it to alter perceptions. Might have to erase some memories." Adamos mutters.

"As much as I dislike it, we must leave our hosts in the hands of the magicians." Horus grumbles.

With the plans now hashed out between the gods, they set forth to accomplish their goal. With a bit of mist application from Isis and Adamos the entire museum had their memories altered along with the female magician. She wasn't too hard to find since she was dressed similar to Carter and the blonde, who I now know is Sadie.

Bast surprised the hell out of me when she turned into a cat and hopped on my shoulders. The two of us watched as Carter and Sadie both groggily got to their feet and stumbled into the museum in fright. A magic stone totem following after them.

"They look like crap." I mumbled.

"A god forcefully taking control without consent is very strenuous on the body." Bast's voice came from the cat around my shoulders. "It's not recommended."

"Really? It's never hurt for me." I whispered as I followed after them from a bit farther back. Carter and Sadie had just meet with the magician and were running from the totem. The illusion on Adamos's magical object fully working and physically interacting with the world around it.

"That's because you're a demigod. While they, are mortal, or rather so far removed from their divine lineage that there isn't much difference between them and a mortal." Bast explained.

"Makes sense I guess." I watched as the magician girl used some kind of boomerang to fight the totem as well as some ribbons. She kept speaking about how the ribbons were going to burn the fake Serqet's essence. Judging by the restrained laughter from the god and goddess they knew something.

"The ribbons of Hathor definitely hurt but they are hardly able to burn a god's essence for eternity." Adamos explained in choked laughter.

"Any god caught in those ribbons won't get anything more than a severe sunburn." Bast said with amusement.

I just rolled my eyes as the three of them jumped through the portal that they set up. I stepped out from where I was hiding in the shadows and Bast jumped down from my shoulders. "This is where we part ways, I guess. It was good seeing you again Adamos. And it was a pleasure meeting you Percy."

"Uh, yeah. It was a pleasure meeting you too." I said as I scratched the back of my head as I watched the goddess walk away.

"So, what do we do now." I ask.

"I say we take advantage of what they left us and use that portal."

"Didn't that girl say it could only be used during certain times of the day? And that it leads to one of those Nomes?"

"Only because those mortal magicians have no concept or skill to reach beyond the boundaries they set." I could feel him shake his head in amusement. "Mortals are such amusing little things."

"You know I can hear you."

"Your different. Demigods are different. Your kind are willing to learn and expand."

"Whatever you say." I say as I shake my head in exasperation. I walk over to the temple to examine its structure. Egyptian hieroglyphs stretched across the walls and up the pillars. A massive wall between the two pillars was the only barren piece.

With Adamos's instructions I traced a magic circle on the barren slab as well as put totems in the cardinal directions. All that was left was a little bit of magic put into it and the portal opened. This portal was different, however. The portal used by Carter and Sadie seemed to be a swirling vortex of sand. This one however seemed to be more like a calm lake. Slight ripples appeared on the surface of the blue gate.

"Damn that's cool." I said as I marveled at my work. "I guess down the rabbit hole I go."

A/N: This chapter is just a filler on that leads into the filler arc between books. I still need to figure out an ending that I like but I believe that I have enough time.

Anyways some of you have spoken about an Adamos central fic during the Titanomachy. I might make one of just random adventures. Maybe not during the Titanomachy but maybe during his journey through the different pantheons.

Who knows?

Some asked about Hecate's children. They are around and Adamos knows they are around but he's prioritizing Percy over time interacting with them. As far as Adamos is concerned, Percy is still behind others in terms of training.

As for Athena's kids. His treatment of Annabeth is not to spread to all of them. I believe that Adamos and Athena have an agreement not to favor each other's children. If they both have demigod children at the same time, they would extend a bit more care towards each other's children for each other's sake, but they will still be like other god's and goddesses' children. It would be like Athena's relationship with a child of Demeter or Hephaestus, the only difference is the nicer demeanor.

Anyways I'll try to work more on Demigod of the Deep since the reception has been so great.

Momentei, Over and out