Percy talking

Percy thoughts

Adamos talking

Adamos thoughts

Chapter 33

Strolling In The Deep

I groaned as I felt myself collapse into a rather comically oversized chair. My feet never even reaching the edge.

Just across from was the massive sleeping form of Kymopoleia, the goddess that attacked me in a drunken bender because I apparently looked strikingly similar to our shared father Poseidon.

"It could have gone worse." Adamos spoke with amusement. "As far as near-death experiences go, there are plenty of men who would prefer to go out like that."

I couldn't help the burning I could feel in my ears as my face had turned the deepest shade of scarlet. I bury my face in my hands as I desperately try to block the memories from my mind.

"Gods I can't believe that just happened. I can still feel how sof—" I immediately shake my head to rid myself of the embarrassing memories. "No one must ever know of this."

"Come on Percy. I bet if you told all the guys at camp, they would lord you as their personal hero." Adamos couldn't help but tease. "After all its not every day that a demigod gets such a lengthy and personal experience with a goddess."

"I nearly died!" I mentally scream back as the god laughs.

During the process of moving the goddess back to what thankfully turned out to be her personal bedroom I had slipped on some broken ceramic from one of the vases and ended up being pinned under the goddess in a very risqué position, her breasts nearly suffocating me as i wa trapped under her torso.

Her size definitely wasn't just for show as it felt like I was trying to do pushups with the equivalent of a semi-truck on my back. It only became even more embarrassing when Adamos pointed out that I could have lifted her by controlling the water rather than trying to physically.

A quiet groan brought me out of the deep pit that I tried to bury those memories.

From a gap between my fingers I watch as the goddess slowly wakes from her bout of unconsciousness. Her hair was still messy, and her eyes were filled with angry red veins. A hiss escapes between her teeth as she rubs her head. The hangover was obviously still present, but I had no doubt that it would be gone soon enough.

Deities healed much faster than mortals after all.

"Hello." I say quietly so as too not provoke a headache.

Sadly, that wasn't the case as her head quickly snapped over to my direction, the action far too fast, causing what looks like a painful headache to spike. Slowly her eyes open and Kym squints as she looks at me. "Do…I know you?"

"Hi, I'm Percy." I spoke in as soft tone. She must have been pretty drunk to not remember anything that happened in the last hour. "You kinda mistook me for someone else and then you slipped and knocked yourself unconscious." I said, deciding to gloss over the fight. Its best not to pour salt on that wound or rather more salt judging by that look she has.

"Fucking dammit." Kym mutters before collapsing on her oversized bed. It looked like a king size for giants. God emperor size?

"You ok?"

"Oh yeah!" Kym says with no shortage of sarcasm. "Just my luck that the one time I come back I embarrass myself in front of that bastard's newest favorite crotch spawn!"

I gag a bit at being called a crotch spawn, I didn't need any of those images in my head, but ultimately decide to stay quiet as she rants. I am honestly thinking that she's still a bit drunk if she's being this open.

"You don't seem to like Poseidon all that, much do you?" I ask after five minutes of grumbles and half heated rants about the sea god.

"Geez, what gave you that idea?" She snarks but I must have been making some kind of face before she lets lose a deep sigh. "Have you ever been criticized about everything that you do? As if everything that you do is wrong even when you do the exact same thing as everyone else? For being born different?"

Yes. More than she knows.

"Look at me." She gestures to her whole body and I could feel the heat in my face rising before I squash it down. "God's and Goddess' are supposed to be magnificent beings capable of changing their forms at will, yet I was born without that. I can neither change my size nor my appearance. I am effectively a cripple. The freak in the family and not a day goes by that they don't remind me one way or another."

I didn't know if it was the sad way she spoke or the distant look in her eyes as she blankly stared at the ceiling but something in me began to clench. I could sympathize with what she was feeling because that had been my entire life up until a year ago.

"I know what that's like. To be blamed for something going wrong just for being nearby. To try your best only to be told to your face that you're a failure." I repress all the memories of Gabe mocking me for my grades or being kicked out of a school, of all the teachers that told my mother to her face that they had given up on me. "You try so hard yet some how everything seems to go wrong." Kym was finally looking at me, no longer staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Why are you telling me this?" The goddess asks me. Her eyes had lost their glazed look and were replaced with a swirling vortex of power. Like an impending storm on the horizon. "Why are you trying to comfort me? I am the goddess of violent seas and storms. The palace staff avoid this entire section of the palace whenever I visit yet here you are. You, a demigod bastard trying to console me."

I couldn't help but glare at her for the bastard remark. I guess I was still pissed at Triton. "Is it so wrong that I want to have at least one potential sibling that doesn't hate me for being born?" I scowl.

"No, but you've probably picked the worst one to try to get to like you." She scoffed at her own self-deprecation.

"No, I've already met the worst. He's a prick. You however have only insulted me once during this entire conversation which is a giant leap forward in my opinion."

"What about our relationship?" I hear Adamos fake whine. "Don't tell me I mean nothing to you?"

"I'm stuck with you. You don't count."

"Your actually serious." The goddess said with a bit of shock in her voice. "You're actually trying to make friends with one of the most destructive goddesses out there." No sooner did she break down into a fit of laughter. As if the entire idea was some kind of joke. "You're a strange kid you know that." She said and her eyes had softened.

"Normal is boring anyways." I said with a shrug. Causing the goddess to laugh again.

"Ah, it has been quite some time since I have actually talked with someone that didn't devolve into a fight."

"That's kinda sad."

Kym just gave a shrug of 'what can you do'. "But I can tell that a nice conversation isn't the only reason you're here."

I reflexively tense at the knowing look the goddess was giving me. True I did have ulterior motives, but I did want to be on good terms with her. "I was separated from my friends and I need to get back to them in order to finish my quest. The only problem is that I don't know where to look."

"So, you came here for help." I nodded. "And since Poseidon isn't here…"

"Lord Starbucks was the one that I met at the door."

Kym let out a snort at the name. "And mother obviously wouldn't help you." She mumbled to herself as she laid on her stomach, her chin resting on the palms of her hands. "Fuck it I'll help."

"Really?" I asked not believing the words that came from her mouth. "You're not going to ask for something or for a quest?"

"Careful kid. Don't want that gift horse to bite you." She smirked with amusement as she stood up and motioned me to follow out the door. "Besides who said I wouldn't need you to do something for me."

I followed her as she walked through the halls. At some point during the conversation the palace halls had been repaired. The debris from our scuffle removed and even the stone pillar that had fallen on Kym had been restored to where it stood before.

"Now don't get the wrong idea." Kym must have seen the look on my face at the idea of this detour. "I personally have no idea as to where your friends are, but I know someone who might, and it just so happens that I've been meaning to send her something."

"But shouldn't you gods at least know what happens in your domains?" I ask. I knew that the gods weren't all knowing but the fact that she doesn't know something that should be simple is a bit of a letdown.

"Poseidon and Triton are the ones you would want to ask about such things. I however am a wander of the world's oceans. The only time I actually stay within these walls is when I hear that Poseidon has replenished his wine stores or I get a craving for this little place in the southern distracts of Atlantis."

"So, you just come here to mooch?"

Kym's mouth sets into a fine line as she looks ahead. Her pace slows a step before picking up back to normal. "The way I see it Poseidon and I have long since given up on each other. I stay away from Atlantis most of the time and all it costs is his liquor."

"Have either of you ever tried to reconcile?"

Kym lets out a quiet sigh. She speaks in a low voice, barely audible. "Too many times."

The conversation tapered off as she seemed to have nothing more to say and I knew that pushing further would get me nothing in return.

Quietly we walked the halls of the palace and slowly the pathways started to look familiar. There were even a few guards stationed in different hallways but each time they looked in our direction they straightened and stood at ready, however not out of respect and vigilance when me and Triton were present but rather in fear.

"Well, here you go." Kym spoke up. Rather than leading me to the doors of the palace, instead the goddess lead me to what I assumed was a garden. Different kinds of coral were somehow grown into artistic shapes much like how people trimmed bushes up on the surface.

"Take these," She handed me a passage package and a golden medallion. "The package goes to who you seek, and this nifty golden trinket will lead you straight to her."

"Hey Kym. Who exactly am I looking for?" I ask as I look at the golden trinket. It had a faint source of magic written in it but wasn't anything noteworthy, no special functions other than to act as a compass.

She gave me a smirk. "She's said to be as old as Poseidon himself. An ancient spirit that has lived in isolation in some of the deepest parts of the oceans. If there is anyone who knows the answer to your question it would be her."

"You're going to be vague as shit with this aren't you?" I say flatly.

"What's the point of anything if its not amusing?" She waves off. "You can swim out of the palace from here. Good luck kiddo."

I took a few steps away, wanting nothing more to finish this as fast as possible and return to my friends but I felt a bit bad leaving like this.

"Hey Kym?" I asked getting her attention. "If you ever need to talk or want to hang out, I wouldn't mind if you came by the camp. I've been working on some spells and artifacts. I'm sure I can help you with your size changing problem."

Kym's eyes widened ever so barely at my offer, a small spark of something appeared briefly before dying. An amused yet sad smile spread across her face, the kind that appreciated the sincerity in my gesture but didn't believe me. "I'll keep that in mind kid." She spoke softly.

Without another word I swam off, not looking back.

"I'm going to help her." I said as I swam out of the boundary of Atlantis. Already thinking of what I can do and what magics, or elixirs could help.

"I know Percy." Adamos didn't even put up any resistance to my claim.

X

Leaving Atlantis had posed no problems whatsoever. No merfolk stopping me, no hidden guards or anything. After the whole honor guard and crowds, it was kind of underwhelming.

"You know I kind of find it weird how no one ever looks up at anything. I mean out in the ocean you'd think that people would be watching everywhere."

"There's never been a need to. Atlantis is protected by boundaries. Nothing gets in or out without father or anyone else of the royal family noticing."

I let out a small hum of understanding before checking the nav tool. It was steadily growing brighter than before which must mean that I'm getting steadily closer than before. It wasn't perfect but it seemed to give me a good enough direction, even turning downwards when I had to descend.

It didn't take me long before I made it to a massive chasm in the ocean floor, easily descending who knows how many fathoms deep. I honestly doubted if the scientists on the surface had even discovered this or anything else that I passed on my way here. If anything, I'm pretty sure that I rediscovered or newly discovered a few species.

I crouch over the edge as I look down. The darkness was receding but even then, I was having a bit of trouble seeing the bottom. There were a few glows at the bottom that highlighted small spaces. Most likely magma spots that would eventually form into an island a few millennia from now.

"How deep do you think this is?"

"28,563 feet deep or 5.4 miles down."

I let out a low whistle. If what I remember is correct than the Marianas Trench at its lowest point was 6.8 miles deep. At one point I thought that I might have seen something swimming in the darkness. I take a moment to confirm that the nav tool was indeed leading me down there.

"You know what they say. Once more unto the breach." With that I take the last step and slowly descend to the bottom with Riptide in hand.

Slowly the waters become a chaotic mix of hot and cold as the area darkens. I could feel a weight on my very being, as if I was being compressed on all sides. I frown as I look around in my much smaller view. I had never been overly bothered by temperatures whenever I went into water and my vision had never suffered as it had before. It wasn't anything concerning to my health but more like my senses had been dulled.

"The raw mana around here is quite staggering." Adamos comments. "A natural home for larger species of sea monsters.

"Is it anything that I should be worried about?" I ask as I wave Riptide around. The blades soft glow giving me a few extra feet of sight.

"Nothing bad. The mana is just influencing the environment. You will adjust."

I guess that I had to take his word for it.

It was slow going until I reached the bottom. Multiple fish swam by me before scattering. I didn't look to long on account of most of them being ugly as all hell and instead focused on my landing.

Those glowing specks on the bottom weren't magma spots like i thought but were glowing stones similar to the ones in the palace, only these ones were much brighter.

"Ohhh, I bet I can turn these into lamps for the cabin." I thought as I used the butt of Riptide to hammer a good amount of the glowing stones out of the rock. Each strike causing the stones to flash brightly upon impact.

"You would need to give them to the Hephaestus cabin for processing first." Adamos advised as I scooped the glowing rocks into my bag until I felt a weird chill go through my spine as I palmed the last stone.

"What's wrong?"

I didn't immediately respond to him as I looked around. I could see a good thirty or forty meters into the darkness. It wasn't as perfect as I was used to in the dark, but it was far better than being blind. "Its nothing," I gave my surroundings a good once over. "Just a weird feeling."

Shaking the feeling off I look at the nav tool and see that its pointing further into the trench and start swimming deeper.

X

I was down there for what felt like an eternity as I moved through the darkened path yet in reality, I had been there for about an hour give or take. All in all, it was going smoothly. I hadn't seen scale or fin of any monsters. The occasional fish and what Adamos told me was actually a megalodon shark but no monsters.

And that worried me.

I was still technically in the sea of monsters. Even from the surface I could sort of sense the sea life that lurked beneath the surface. Much of it was your average fish but for every twenty or so fish came a sea monster. Something that wouldn't think twice about trying to eat me alive. Not down here though. I had seen nothing despite the fact that Adamos labeled this as a popular gathering place for sea monsters.

"This is really unnerving." I thought as I increased my grip on Riptide.

"It's way to quiet." Adamos agreed and I could feel a sort of anxiousness coming from him. Like he was expecting something. "If I remember correctly, many different monsters made their homes in the deeper waters. The fact that we haven't seen anything is disconcerting."

I kept my head on a swivel as I went down. The growing unease causing me to swim just a bit faster. It felt as if I was being watched. That there was something lurking just beyond my sight.

So, focused on trying to find anything that was moving I didn't even notice that that I literally had my back to something until I touched it. In a totally manly and not at all girlish scream I swung Riptide in a wild slash that led to the sound of tearing metal to reach my ears.

"Percy calm down!"

My breathing was erratic as I took a step away from what I just cut. "Sorry. Sorry." I said breathlessly. "This place is just throwing me off."

"Its understandable. The deep trenches have never been a place for the unprepared. Just remember to keep calm. Panicking will not help you down here."

"Yeah." I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. I still felt on edge, but I was now trying my best to remain calm. Now that I had the chance, I took a look at what it was I cut. Just like the sound it made it was metallic. And more than that, it was very big.

With a subtle kick I swam up and around it to get a better look. The entire thing was rounded and obviously man made.

I had to go pretty high up to get a good look at it and despite all the abuse and overgrowth it was obviously a submarine.

"That's kinda cool." I murmur and take a magical photo, wanting to hang this up on my wall later.

The entire ship had looked like it had gone through a storm and was smashed against a cliff. Deep sea flora had grown over the hull in multiple places and even grown over where the name of the ship would have been. It didn't look like any modern submersible that I remember seeing but it was so battered it could have been from any era.

My curiosity overrode my caution as I swam over to one of the holes in the hull that actually looked big enough to fit me. Something like this was not an everyday find.

I carefully swam through the hole and into the belly of the ship. The halls were incredibly narrow, only large enough for one person to fit through at a time unless they pressed themselves against the walls.

I pointedly ignore the skeleton that had coral growing all over its bones in a corner as I swam through the corridor. The doors had long since rusted shut but Riptide was more than capable of cutting through the drastically weakened steel.

"Wait." Adamos spoke up, stopping me in my tracks. "That door up ahead. It's perfectly sealed."

"Yeah and?"

"If its sealed, then that means that whatever is inside isn't water damaged or rusted over."

A grin broke out on my face as I swam over to the door. Unlike the other doors this one was situated at the center of the sub. It wasn't against any of the outer walls or anything that probably made it important.

I looked it over and saw that it was a pretty solid door. It was protected by a layer of coral that had grown over it that took a few minutes to hack away. I then jammed Riptides edge into the edge of the door, creating a small gap in the frame. I then put away my sword and trace a rune over the gap.

The rune was a simple one meant only to freeze things. Under water however it had much more potential. Slowly I pour the necessary energy into the rune causing the water around me to grow cold as the edges of the door begin to freeze over. Just for extra insurance I also used my powers over water to direct and speed up the process of freezing in the gap of the door I made.

I smirked as I heard the subtle groans of the metal door as the ice expanded at an incredible pace and slowly wrenched the door from its hinges.

I quickly willed the water to stay where it was as I stepped back when the door fell. I didn't need the sea water to start rushing in and wrecking whatever was inside.

The first thing that hit me was the smell as I stepped into the dry room. I nearly gagged as I looked around, seeing nothing but old withered bodies everywhere.

Their skin had long since dried and shriveled to their skeletal bodies, yet their clothes still remained intact showing that they mush have belonged to the U.S Navy at some point.

"Damn." I muttered as I passed one particular skeleton that had a hole in the back of its head. Adamos didn't say anything more than a solemn hum.

I walked through the command center looking over the poor unfortunate souls that ended up trapped in here. At some point I had taken out a bag of Drachmae and placed the coins into each of their hands.

I could only imagine what these men went through. What their final moments were. Some of them could have accepted their fate and just waited it out. Others could have dissolved into hysterics. Some obviously didn't feel there was any reason to go on and decided to take a faster way to the Underworld.

Eventually I found myself in what I could only assume was the captain's chair with the commanding officer sitting there. I could tell that this man must have been someone with great authority and respect as even after death his corpse was still sitting straight and at attention. As if it was putting up one last display of strength for his deceased crew.

"May you find yourself in Elysium." I spoke softly as I placed the Drachmae into his hands. He was the last one to receive the burial and before I soon left. My desire for treasure hunting having died off.

I was just about to step back into the deep when I looked back one last time. In that moment I could have sworn I had seen an entire room of men all saluting me with grins. But then I blinked, only revealing that the entire room was exactly how I left it.

"What was…?"

"Did you see something Percy?"

"N-No." I said with a shake of my head. "I didn't see anything." I said as I slowly let the water flood the room, careful not to disturb the bodies.

The sound of metallic groaning made me stop midway as I was putting the door back in place.

"Did you hear that?" I asked as a nervous knot began to settle in my gut. Adamos said nothing but I could feel his own wariness which only confirmed my feelings. I quickly placed the door where it was and swam at a quick pace, ready to leave the confined spaces of the sunken sub.

I retraced my steps through the hull, going through doors and past collapsed sections until I found myself back at the opening in the hull that allowed me to go inside. I let out a sigh of relief as I grabbed the edges and pulled myself out.

Despite the darkness and the unsettling feelings, it brought there was just something about being in those confined spaces that put me even more on edge.

Pulling out the nav tool I saw that it was glowing much more brightly and pointing forward.

So, focused on the magical tool I didn't notice that something had grabbed my ankle until it was to late.

I was so caught of guard that as I was dragged back into the sub that I hit my gut against something, causing the breath to be knocked out of my lungs and both my sword and nav tool to fall out of my hands. I however was still wary enough to use my free leg to kick my attacker in the wrist of the hand that was dragging me into the sub, forcing them to let me go.

I got up as there was only one way for my attacker to come at me and tried to put some distance by backing up but whatever it was had recovered and lunged at me with an ear-piercing shriek, its sharp pointy teeth snapping at my face. I caught it by the wrists and it was taking everything that I had to keep whatever it was from tearing my throat out as it thrashed around trying to escape my grip and get closer at the same time.

As it made one powerful lunge at my face, I let go of one of its arms that I was holding and hooked its neck. With one mighty pull and its own momentum I slipped through an opening and planted it face first into the metal walls of the sub, hard enough that it left a dent.

It still moved however, and I didn't even stop to think as I grabbed the back of its head and slammed it into the metal walls again and again and again. Each time only further increasing the size of the dent in the wall.

It wasn't till I was pretty sure that it's face was a fine mush that I let it go.

"It's not turning to dust." I noticed as the corpse just sat there.

"Percy. Turn it over." Adamos ordered and I used my foot to flip the body over, letting me get a good look at it.

The creature in question had to have been at least seven feet tall. Its skin was a sickly bluish green that seemed to stretch over a rather skeletal frame that hid just how strong it actually was. All its body it had scales and fines much like the merfolk of Atlantis except that rather than a tail it had two large webbed feet. Its face however was the most disturbing. Despite the severe facial rearrangement, I gave it I could clearly tell what it must have looked like before. Its entire head should have resembled the body and face of an angler fish down to the fucked-up needle-sharp teeth and the blank white eyes. The only difference was that it didn't have the glowing bulb dangling from the top of its head.

"Percy. We need to leave!" Adamos spoke in a voice that made me feel nervous.

"But why? It's dead?" I didn't understand but for some reason the god was dead serious.

"No you don't understand. That's a Nekrull. And Nekrulls never—"

SSSSKKKKRRRRYYYYAAAAAAAA!

"—travel alone. RUN!"

I didn't need any more motivation as I kicked of the wall of the sub and rocketed out of the hole in the side and stopping to look around. "What about the nav!" I shouted as I looked around for the item.

"Leave it! Run! Now!" Adamos shouted. I wanted to protest that we needed it but the words died in my throat as I finally saw just exactly what I was going against.

From everywhere the Nekrull just appeared like an infestation. From random places in the dark to even out of small holes that were in the cliffs. There seemed to be no end to their numbers as they just kept appearing one after the other. I didn't know how many had appeared in such a short amount of time, by my guess was somewhere in the thousands easily.

I was strong. Whenever I was in the water, I felt like I could take on the world, but never before had I felt so utterly outclassed in this instance. It wasn't a matter of skill or strength that was the problem. I had already proven that I am far more skilled and just as if not stronger then any of them individually.

No. In a contest of quality versus quantity, people often forget that quantity is often a quality in its own right, and these things had quantity in spades.

Using as much power as I could muster, I rocketed into the last known direction that the nav tool pointed to me. I only slowed down to kill one of the occasional Nekrulls that lunged at me otherwise I mostly weaved and dodged through their horde, though it wasn't perfect an it had earned me quite a few gashes that the water quickly healed but left rips in my clothes.

"Percy! Down there!" I felt Adamos' intentions as I decapitated a Nekrull. I only spared a brief glance, but it was enough for me to spot a large entrance at the base of a massive cliff. However rather than a normal cave entrance this one seemed more of a manmade entrance that hade been worn down overtime.

Deciding to trust the that he had a plan I quickly dove down as the beasts all chased after me, swimming so close together they could have been mistaken as on giant mass of writhing flesh and scales.

I swam straight through the entrance as the Nekrulls crashed into each other to get through the narrow entrance, trampling over each other to follow me yet not slowing down in the slightest.

I maneuvered close to the wall and manipulated the wall to cave in on itself in that one spot, but this only proved to be a temporary measure as they practically burst through the stone like the kool aid man.

I tried to put even more strength into my limbs to swim faster, but my eyes widened at what laid ahead. "Which way do I go?" I panicked as I saw up ahead the path branched off in two separate directions.

"Left!" My reactions were on auto pilot as I did as he ordered. "Right! Left! Up! Top right! Left! It wasn't the first intersection in the cave and each turn put more and more distance between me and the hungry horde, yet I was completely unaware. I was going so fast that everything was practically a blur and I was only going off of Adamos' directions and my own instincts. My heartbeat in my ears, blocking off sound as my eyes searched for any danger amongst the blurred surroundings.

I didn't know how long it had been since I lost the Nekrulls but all I knew was that I was somehow steadily going deeper as I kept swimming. I was only when I stopped that I had figured out that I was all alone. There was not a single living thing for who knew how far as I spread my senses through the water in an attempt to find anything.

"Well shit." I muttered as I sat on a rock, for the first time catching my breath. "How lost are we?"

"We are exactly where we need to be."

"Are you sure?" I said with a raised brow. "Because it kinda looks like you led me through an underwater maze that is most likely eight miles below surface level."

"Look up."

"What? Is there something on the…ceiling?" My voice tapered off as I looked above me at the ceiling where a tunnel lead somewhere. What made this tunnel important however was that it was giving off a faint light source at the end. It wasn't very bright, more like a single matchstick in the dark, yet there it was.

My first thought was it must be some kind of deep-sea predator but tossed that idea out. The light was stationary. It didn't move in any alluring way like how some of the creatures down here do to attract prey.

Carefully I swam up, using the rocks as holds to push myself forward. Slowly the light began to brighten the closer I got until it was practically blinding.

It was only when I took a breath and oxygen hit my lungs that I opened my eyes, forcing them to adjust to the bright light.

I took a second but once I regained my sight, I felt my jaw drop.

Somehow, despite being miles below the surface of the ocean I had come across an entire island. One lush with trees and fruits that had no reason to be growing down here if not for the fact that I could clearly see the sky.

"Where the hell am I?" I was so mesmerized by this miraculous place that I barely dodged the spear that would have separated my arm from the rest of my body.

"THE FUCK!"

"Next time I won't miss." A voice that while a little on the deeper side was clearly feminine.

I turned to coast, exactly where the source of the voice was, spotting a single woman glaring at me. Even from where I was, I could see that she was tall, maybe six feet. Her olive skin, which looked a shade darker than my own tan, contrasted greatly with her wild blonde hair that she kept in a braid. She only wore long skirt that reached to her ankles yet left one of her legs exposed from the thigh down, and a long piece of cloth that only hid her large bust while leaving her midriff, shoulders and arms completely bare and exposing the subtle yet toned muscles she had.

"It's best if you answer me." She spoke in with an eerie sense of calm that didn't ease me in the slightest. Her aqua green eyes narrowed into slits as her presence only seemed to magnify by the second to the point that it was like I was standing in front of the god back on Olympus. Hell, Triton and Kym seemed like ponds compared to the ocean of power that this was giving off.

I wanted to speak. To tell her who I was and that I was lost. But I couldn't. The more I looked at her the more I felt like a small minnow in front of a great white, no, a great dragon.

I opened my mouth, ready to come up with whatever half-truth or edited story that Adamos gad come up with in the last few seconds, but the words that came out of my mouth were not my own.

"My beautiful princess!"

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…

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"We are so fucking dead."

OMAKE: The greatest heroes never told

There is a tale of two brave heroes.

Both from humble beginnings in the middle of nowhere.

Both destined for greatness.

They had traversed the highest mountains with nothing but their own determination.

They had defeated monsters that would make grown men weep.

"And now we shall rescue the captured god from the hands of the evil villains!" A little girl that looked no older that five shouted as she held her 'sword' up high in a dramatic pose.

"We are justice and shall destroy all the evil that stands in our way." A young boy of equal age shouted as he made an equally dramatic pose with his own 'sword'.

"For we are the twins of Leto! Heroes of Olympus!" They both shouted in unison.

A little way away, on top of a rocky hill Adamos sat in a makeshift cage made from sticks and tree fiber ropes. He could easily escape from his confines but instead chose to play the 'helpless' prisoner for the young heroes to rescue.

In all honesty they were far to adorable for him to refuse.

With a small wiggle of his finger Adamos willed the earth to rise into the form of a seven-foot-tall humanoid. It was pretty cartoonish in appearance, not even resembling a person except in body structure and even then, it was a generous description.

"Help me heroes. I have been trapped by this foul creature." Adamos said in his best distressed voice but was unable to keep the smile off his face.

Together the two twins charged with war cries that would have made the earth god coo in adorableness if he weren't in character. They didn't really have any real form or training but then again, they didn't really need it for this enemy.

Adamos willed the puppet to swing its arms in wide and obvious motions that were easy to dodge for children, and each strike with their little wooden swords he caused the impacted area to explode into dust in the opposite direction.

Yet all the fun ended when Apollo leapt high and decapitated the puppet but messed up the landing.

Adamos didn't even hesitate to brake through the play cage and appeared next to the young boy.

"Artemis go get your mother."

"MOM! MOM!" The little goddess ran as fast as she could.

"Come on buddy. Show me where it hurts." Adamos coaxed softly.

The teary-eyed Apollo just held out his now scrapped knee.

"Well now. That's a mighty fine battle wound you got there." Adamos smiled as he scooped the boy into his arms. "You know real heroes often get injured on their quests. Why don't we get this treated and celebrate your heroic victory with some ambrosia?"

Apollo nodded as he buried his face into the god's chest, wiping his tears away on the fabric of his chiton. Adamos smiled knowing that this was only temporary, and the twins would be up running around by tomorrow.

"Such amazing little heroes."

A/N: Hey yall. Sorry that this took so long. The best part about going along with the original story is that I actually have a base to work off of. The farter I stray the more difficult it is to come up with something that fits. More often than naught I find myself completely trashing an entire chapter because I don't like it.

Also I have Cyberpunk 2077 so I might be a bit late. I'll probably waste a few days being a social inadequate hermit as I play the hell out of it.

Reviews:

To all reviewers: Adamos will not be getting his true body back anytime soon. I feel that it s a cop out this early in the story. If anything, I would put Adamos regaining his body at the end. You know massive boss battles and everything.

I'mTotallySaneThankYouVeryMuch: Maybe. To late to do it now.

Test2think: I basically ripped the entire monologue off of Hellsing Abridged just because I love that entire speech by the major. As for the relationship Percy and Triton will always be at odds. Triton is an ultra-loyalist to Atlantis and regards its protection as a duty of all its citizens and while he dislikes Percy, he believes that the duty extends to him too. Percy however knows that there's more at stake on the surface has his attention elsewhere. As far as I plan, they will never completely get along.

a fan: Demigods don't mix with technology. Sorry.

TheDragon2000: Maybe the gate of Babylon but I would probably make it more similar to Emiya's projection. However, they would interact with different magics much like how the light clones interact with dust. Mana projections that change depending on what magic is added to them.

Yesse2362: I would combine yours and Dragon2000's idea.

DebaterMax: I'll probably add Adamos' domains and lineage to my profile page.