Chapter 2: New Life
A/N I'm back! It's been way to long since I've worked on this story. It turned 1 year old 3 days ago. My writing skills have improved immensely since the start of this story, and I hope you enjoy. As I've matured I understand where I want to take this story much better now, and i'm exited to see what happens with it. Without further due, the return of Sniper!
All I own is the plot.
Olympus
As the bolt flew towards me, I came to the realization this is how I end. After all I had done for Olympus, all of the wars, despair, and hatred I fought against I met my end on the wrong side of Zeus's lightning bolt. I guess there are worse ways to die, I could've gotten shot in the intestines and died in my own shit. That would have sucked WAY more than this.
The moment the bolt hit everything went black. I couldn't move, and it felt like an eternity before my eyes opened. I was in a room that resembled a grandmothers knitting room, yarn was hanging from the ceiling, leaving strands everywhere.
In the middle of the room were three old ladies knitting what looked like a pair of socks. I was confused. Majorly, extremely, confused. What were the Fates doing here? Before I could ponder anymore the Fate in the middle, Clotho began to speak.
"Young hero, we the Fates feel as if you have been handed an unjust card in life. You are not dead, as you may think. Right before the bolt hit you we transported you into our realm where you are safe. The gods believe you were blasted in to smithereens, which is what we want."
"Why did you save me?" I asked, confusion evident on my face. Atropos was the one who answered this time,
"The gods have reigned for far too long, using terror to keep there subjects in line. We believe you could be the key in dethroning them. You have experience both as a warrior and a modern day soldier, making yourself for more superior than the average demigod."
This was quite a bit to take in all at once. So the Fates want ME to lay siege to Olympus? They must be out of their minds! But it did make sense. The gods used their children as pawns to control. The demigods deserved far better than what they were getting from the gods.
"What happens if I say no?"
"We will be forced to bring you back to the very moment the lightning bolt hit you, killing you immediately and casting you down to Tartarus." Replied Clotho
"That does not exactly sound like a good option... So either I work for you guys to kill the Olympians or I suffer for eternity?" I asked, realizing the situation I was in.
"You would not work for us, Perseus, we are just giving you a second chance, along with some powers." Piped in Lachesis,
"Powers?" I asked, a small smile threatening to grace my lips.
"You will be told of those if you accept." Replied Lachesis. I guess I really have no choice in this situation. Well, anything is better than Tartarus.
"I accept." I said, confidence clear in my voice. The Fates smiled a knowing smile
"We knew you would Perseus. Now, we'll teleport you somewhere where you can safely discover your gifts from us. Remember, you are going to need an army if you want to go against the Olympians, and a good army at that. Now, off you go. And good luck." Clotho said with a hint of pride in her voice. As the Fates snapped their fingers I was suddenly teleported to a forest somewhere in Virginia. It was about midnight, I must have been in the Fates realm for longer than I had assumed. I started walking, just trying to get a feel for the area, when a large crate appeared in front of me, with a note attached to it. The note read,
"These items should help you get a start with your mission.
The fates"
Huh. Lets hope this stuff is good. I pried the crate open and found a few things inside. I found two small gun cases, one large gun case, and a large locked box. I decided to start with the two small gun cases. Opening one, I found a Glock 18 just like the one tucked in my waste band, but this one was different. There was a reflex sight on the top of it with a 25 round extended mag. This Glock could go fully automatic. The real kicker was the fact that the Glock was chambered in Celestial Bronze 9mm incendiary bullets. I grinned thinking about the amount of damage this bad boy could do. I swapped out the Glock currently in my holster for the new one.
Moving on to the next small case I found a large Model S&W500 revolver chambered in a massive .500 Imperial Gold magnum round. The gun had golden highlights going from the trigger down the barrel. Inscribed on the side of the gun were the words, "God Killer" I couldn't believe it. This gun can kill gods? I'll have to ask the Fates about this. The revolver also had a thigh holster that I strapped on and put the revolver in.
With the two already amazing pistols, I found it hard to even imagine the gun in the rifle case being any better. My eyes widened with amazement almost to the point of them popping out at the gun in front of me. In the rifle case was an F1 Firearms skeletonized AR15 chambered in a mixture of Celestial Bronze and mortal lead. Mounted on the scope was a Eotech Holographic Optic along with an adjustable 3x zoom enhancer on a mount that allowed me to move it, so it wasn't always active. On the barrel there was a AIMPEC laser light combo that I could turn on and off using the buttons next to my trigger. On the bottom of the barrel was a sloped grip that allowed me to get in an easy shooter position. I slung the rifle over my back as I looked at the locked box in front of me. During all of the excitement I had completely forgotten about my missing arm as I had gotten used to stump.
Opening the box I couldn't believe my eyes. In side the box was what looked to be a metal prosthetic arm. I picked it up and it immoderately sprung to life. The arm flung itself towards my stump. As it did I felt a ripping at my stump as the arm fused with it. I screamed in pain as I felt a gargantuan surge of power rush towards me as I glowed with power when the arm connected. The three fates appeared and in unison said,
"All hale Percy Jackson, God of Guns, Revenge, and Assassins." The Fates then dissipated leaving a panting, semi unconscious Percy Jackson lying on the ground.
A/N Yay! I'm so exited to be working on this story again. Your comments and support help motivate me to continue to update! See everyone in the next chapter, I'll try to upload it later tomorrow. Peace!