The due date was soon to arrive.
It had been a month since my battle with Zeus, following his attempted assault on Shel, and for that reason we had all been on high alert since that day. The now deposed King of Olympus had not been seen since, not in the city of the gods, either of the camps, or even in the mortal world. It worried me that a man like Zeus, who demanded so much attention at all times, had taken himself out of the lime light. He only ever did that for one reason.
He was planning.
Because of that, I had very little sleep for the last month of the first of my lovers pregnancies, as each day Annabeth, Piper, Shel and Athena got closer to their due dates, the more anxious I got of an oncoming attack. I spent most of my time working to ensure all of their safeties, working closely with the Olympians and minor gods I was friendly with to have Olympus prepared for anything.
With all of that going on, I had barely any time to spend with my lovers in a romantic sense. They all understood my absence of course. It wasn't like I was off fucking mortals during all this, they trusted me, and I was working my ass off to keep them and our children safe. All that wasn't to say that the lack of affection hadn't heightened emotions at times.
In very interesting ways.
Some times, I'd walk through the palace to see people like Athena and Aphrodite having another of their arguments, leave the room for five minutes to attend to some business and come back to find the two of them on top of one another on the nearest surface, begging me to join them. Others I'd be relaxing in the pool before breakfast, or having a shower, and just as I think to get out, Demeter and Calypso would just happen to interrupt me and start having some fun with one another. It was like the girls were pairing up for certain situations and trying to trap me, and I'll admit, there were times where I had almost caved and joined, but I always held back, and made sure to tell whoever was my temptress at the time to have some fun.
That was until one evening. The last evening of peace.
I had spent the day with my father and Hades, planning defences of the three kingdoms of Olympus, Atlantis and the Underworld, which had drained all of the energy from me. At first, I had intended to go home, to my bed or the couch and have a long nap, but the fates had other plans for me.
As I had entered the palace, loud shrieks and screams could be heard throughout the halls, echoing from upstairs. Not one to ignore such an obvious trap, but still tempted enough to see what my fine ladies had planned, I strode upstairs to the master bedroom, where as I opened the door, I was met with a sight that had left me slack jawed and drooling.
Sprawled out across my bed, and the floor around it, was each and every one of my lovers, nude, rubbing their bodies together as they were tangled in a pleasurable pile of flesh, sweat and moaning women.
On the side of the bed, Demeter had summoned vines to make herself a makeshift strap-on, that she used on a moaning Thalia, who was lying on her back, her head held down by Athena's muscular thighs hanging over her head as she was forced to eat the goddess out. Behind Athena was Hera, who molested her breasts and marked her neck and shoulders with love bites as she humped into her ass, obviously wearing a strap-on of her own that I couldn't quite see. From the look on the Goddess of Wisdom's face, she was taking it up the ass.
Besides Demeter, was Annabeth, who was on her knees, devouring Calypso's pussy, while the other woman sat up propped against Pipers front, being teased with her questing skilled fingers. By the headboard, clinging on for dear life as she screamed her head off, was Shel, as she ground her dripping core against Aphrodite's as they tribbed, the goddess taking time to roughly play with her future daughter-in-laws tits.
Upon my entrance, all eyes turned to me, but they didn't stop pleasuring themselves for a moment, knowing by now, that got me hard faster than anything. And they were right, as I groaned in frustration as an erection I had been fighting off for months prominently protruded from my trousers.
Giggling as I marched over to them, all of the girls cheered as I snapped my fingers and my clothes vanished, Shel pulling me into a kiss, before I slapped her ass and turned to kiss Demeter and slapped her ass too. "You girls are in for it now," I growled, noticing all of them squirm at the statement,"Now, I'll go easy on the rest of you, if you tell me who planned this."
Glancing between one another, they all turned to Annabeth, who had now stopped eating out Calypso as she squeaked in fear and arousal. I smirked down at her for a moment, before diving down and lining my dick up with her mouth.
It goes without saying, that while I gave everyone their fair share of pleasure, fucking them all well into the night, I truly destroyed Annabeth, leaving her an unconscious cum covered mess before I had even moved on to the next person.
The evening had obviously left us all exhausted, our eyes heavy and muscles sore. We had been left a sprawling mess of limbs by the end of it. A very satisfied, content mess of limbs indeed. We even got to oversleep... for awhile at least.
BANG!
To say the volume of the explosion that awoke us would not do it justice. The crash of thunder, nay, the sound of nuclear bomb was nothing like it.
It made a god's eardrums ring. Deafening me as I jumped awake at the sound, my lovers and I all rolling into each other in fright. Through the window, there was the unmissable sight of a massive dust cloud just beginning to settle, just outside of the Council Chambers.
Not even needing to say a word, we all leapt into action, summoning weapons and armour to ourselves and flashing to the Council Chamber itself. Upon our entrance, I summoned the rest of the Olympians to join us, all but Zeus (for obvious reasons), Ares (since he avidly supported his father) and oddly Hades.
As we all lined up across the room, all prepared for a fight, others seemed to notice Hades' absence as Demeter growled,"Why isn't that miserable brother of mine here?"
"He'll be here, he's loyal to us," I defended, looking across the Olympians before adding,"He's fought tooth and nail to join this council, the least we can do is give him time."
"We may not have time," Hermes murmured, as he stood closest to the main doors, peering through the crack between them, his face paling,"You need to see this."
Walking closer, I looked through the small gap and felt my blood run cold at what stood in the crater a few yards beyond. In the centre, was the obvious, Zeus, wearing armour and holding his Master Bolt smugly, with his favourite sons, Ares and Heracles besides him, both ready for a fight as well. Even at their godly heights, they were nowhere near as large as the figures that stood around them.
You know that feeling where you've never met a person, but have heard so much about them that you can just tell who they are at first glance? It consumed me in that moment, as I noticed three of the four men around Zeus. One was pale, with wispy white hair, and electric blue eyes, as he flew a few feet off of the ground, his armour elegant and light. He was clearly Ouranos, the Primordial of the Sky and Heavens, and the former husband of Gaia. Opposite to him, was a man his dark chocolate skin, his eyes empty voids of darkness, draining all light from the world around him, his black, jagged plate armour and roman helmet framing his face intimidatingly. He was Erebos, the Primordial of Darkness, and the husband of Nyx. At the back of the pack, his waist surrounded by a spiralling vortex of water, and bluish-green skin scaled, with long blue hair tumbling from beneath his golden crown, his tattooed chest and muscular frame only protected by a few barnacle covered pieces of celestial bronze for shoulder pads and bracers. He was Pontus, the Primordial of the Sea and Water.
The only Primordial that I didn't need to figure out through reputation alone was the only one there that I had met before, in his own domain, as he killed my friends. While his brothers all inspired fear beyond anything, there was this lingering tremor of terror that ran through from when last we met, when I had dropped Riptide, when my trusted blade had betrayed me.
Tartarus, the Primordial of the Abyss, the latest husband of Gaia, father of the Giants, and Master of Monsters, stood proudly at the front of the group, looking just as I remembered him. His body was muscular to a bestial extent, his flesh purple and scale covered, his hands tipped with razor sharp talons. Underneath his armour and helmet, was the pure void and deep red beams of light that made his face, the mere sight of it making me back peddle away from the door for a moment.
The whole of Mount Olympus was consumed by the power of their presence alone, the force of these four great Primordial's draining all hope from the area. I even heard Hestia from behind me gasp in terror, as she clutched onto Pandora's Jar protectively. But even with all of those insanely powerful near by, something was wrong, their was another presence, one high up in the sky, that felt familiar, yet also not, like two conflicting, imperfect memories were both being activated at the same time.
Stepping away slowly, my breath starting to leave me as panicked gasps, Hermes and I walked back over to the Olympians and the rest of our allies there, who all looked to me desperately. I needed to lead them, in an impossible situation. I had to get business sorted quickly.
Shaking off any bad thoughts, I looked across my friends, family, and lovers, before taking a deep breath and proclaiming,"The force of Zeus and his Primordial allies are great, and despite our numbers, they are going to overwhelm us by use of shear power," I looked across everyone once more, hanging my head in shame as I added,"Our best option is to use me and a small force of willing and able bodied Gods to distract them long enough for the rest of you to evacuate Olympus and, regrettably, the city bellow too as this battle will most definitely destroy Manhattan."
My thoughts crossed to my mum, and Estelle, sitting in their apartment, waiting for Paul or I to show up, to help them, as the fighting happened. I had to protect them, and this plan would hopefully do that.
"The mortals won't evacuate New York willingly," Artemis countered,"How would we persuade them to leave their homes? The Mist doesn't allow them to see any of the dangers that are to come."
"But we control the Mist," Annabeth continued,"Or more namely, Hecate does."
"Hermes!" I turned to my fellow Olympian, his posture straightening as I focused on him,"How fast can you get to Hecate and get her to change the Mist?"
"Pretty fast," Hermes answered, taking out a notepad quickly,"What do you want her to do with it?"
"Tell the mortals that we exist," Athena answered for me, getting what Annabeth and I had thought of,"Every mortal in the world should know that the Gods and monsters are real. Then-"
"-You have Hecate dispel the Mist partially, allowing all mortals to see the danger, then take our thrones to Camp Half-Blood," I continued, looking at the rest of the others in the room, but mainly my lovers,"All who can't fight, go and help evacuate the city and Olympus, go to Camp Half-Blood, and don't get involved in any fights."
"But-" many of my lovers started.
"NO FIGHTING!" I barked, breathing slowly to calm myself, adding,"I won't put you or the children at risk, then all of this is pointless."
With that, people began to split up, Hermes going to Hecate's, while all of my lovers, along with Hestia and Dionysus to evacuate the people and get Camp prepared. That left me with my father, Artemis, Hephaestus, and Apollo, since Hades still hadn't arrived. We were out numbered and out powered now.
"I'll fight them head on," I stated, marching over to the doors, raising my hands to stop any form of intervention,"I have the power of a Primordial and a Titan within me, not to mention my own domains. Out of all of us, I have the best chance of standing up to those guys."
"You're not fighting all of them at once while we stand back," my father growled, placing his hand firmly upon my shoulder, raising his trident confidently,"I personally want to have a chat with Pontus, his slumber over the last few centuries has made managing the sea's impossible. And don't sell me short son, before you came about, I was the most powerful Olympian."
Stepping forwards, Apollo added,"He's not wrong there." He fiddled with his bow, before saying,"I myself might be one of the best options to hold my father and half-brothers at bay during this conflict, although I could use some help."
Hephaestus cracked his neck, sighing in frustration as he spun a dial on the mechanism he and Leo had been working on for months now, groaning,"I'm always up for kicking the shit out of Ares. Always been waiting for the day that I can go all out against him," he pushed a set of buttons on the cube, making the cube float or a brief moment, before adding,"Zeus and Ares will me some happy bonuses."
Artemis then nocked an arrow in her bow, smirking confidently,"Well, I'm not letting Percy have all the fun with the other three, so I'll be fighting with him," her smile then softened as she met my gaze and mouthed,"To the end."
That statement broke my heart, and I couldn't stop myself from letting a few tears fall as I stood among these few gods, willing to put it all on the line for the good of my family and the world. Taking a deep breath, we all lined up in front of the doors, Artemis squeezing my hand comfortingly for a moment, before we opened the door and walked out.
"Ah, hello there, Jackson!" Zeus thundered, marching past Tartarus as we all stood ready for a fight,"So you're not going to yield? How fun! It's nice to know your stupid enough to think you can stand up to me."
"I have proven that I can stand up to you, Zeus!" I barked, glaring daggers at the tyrant as I raised my sword,"If you don't remember, I left quite a mark on you last we fought. I assume that's why you have brought these other guys with you? You feel like you need some big, strong body guards to protect you?"
"Why you little-!" as the God of Lightning attempted to raise his Master Bolt to point at my chest, his arm was held back by a powerful hand with talons.
"Now, now, Zeus, you do remember our rules?" Tartarus cooed, his deep, evil voice not matching his sweetly condescending tone. Dropping Zeus' arm to the side, the personification of the abyss looked me in the eyes and I felt as if he would be smiling if he could,"It is lovely to see you again, Perseus. How is that girlfriend of yours doing? My friends here want to know if you're doing okay?"
Being held back form attacking by Artemis and my father, I watched in horror as in the reflection of Tartarus' armour, familiar faces appeared, or Bob, Damensen and Small Bob, all trapped in their last moments of terror before they were absorbed within Tartarus.
"You fucking monster!" I screamed, my eyes starting to glow in my fury.
"And that's an insult, how exactly? I am the Lord and Master of Monsters," Tartarus teased, taking a single step forwards, making us all instinctively step back despite how far away we were from one another,"Seriously, Perseus, I expected better material from you."
"Brother," Erebos growled, a set of dark shadowy chains held in his hands that I hadn't noticed before as he continued,"Stop playing with your food, we have work to do."
"Work can wait," Ouranos stated, grinning madly as he stared down at us,"The boy has the cheating whore's powers, and my sons eyes and powers as well. I personally wont to see him suffer for a bit."
Breaking free from my allies grip, I ran forwards, screaming,"I'm not the one who'll suffer!" as I thrust my hands forward, channeling my time powers to attempt to freeze it for the time being, but nothing happened. I knew I wasn't perfect with my powers yet, but I knew that should have worked. Something had stopped me. Something not within my line of sight. Roaring in anger as my enemies all laughed at my confusion, I raised my sword bellowing,"Whatever you may have done to my powers doesn't matter! I will not let you have Olympus! I won't let Zeus on the throne, or near the women I love and my children."
"Oh he doesn't want Olympus," Pontus cooed, slithering like a snake along the ruined marble beneath him,"No, we'll give it to him once this is over, and we have the rest of the world. But what he truly desires is your head and all the mortal and godly whores he can have at a time. While we rule the universe!"
"You bastards," Apollo growled, aiming his bow at the enemies before us, along with his sister, while my father stood besides me, his trident at the ready, while Hephaestus raised his flaming hammer awkwardly.
"That's not the worst of it," Zeus grinned, pride shining through his eyes as he waved Heracles and Ares forward, as they dragged a dark robed figure, bound in Erebos' chains, before us,"You see, we took a visit to the Underworld for... personal reasons, and picked up a souvenir!"
Heracles spun the figure around to face us and we were met with the beaten and ichor covered body of Hades, his Helm of Darkness weakly in his grasp as he wheezed against the chains tight hold of his torso. Looking over my shoulder, Apollo nodded sorrowfully, confirming my suspicion that Hades had had his ribs broken when he was attacked by Zeus and the Primordials.
My father growled, stepping forward with his trident pointed towards our enemies,"Let him go! You cowards!" his trident began to leak water as the winds began to spiral and spin as he bellowed,"Or you will have the fury of the sea and storm against you."
"I don't think we will," Pontus counter, nodding to Ouranos who flicked his wrist and stopped a storm from appearing in an instant. As my father looked at his powers be countered more easily than even, Pontus used this chance to charge forwards, his trail of water propelling him forwards as he sent himself and my father crashing through the Council Chamber.
With that, an all out brawl began, where despite our previous plans, we all just began to attack anyone we could at any time we could, to varying success. Hephaestus was having a hard time with Ares, while Apollo was working on keeping Heracles and Zeus at a distance while still not being hit by the Master Bolt, meaning he was just running from one building to the other in a desperate attempt to shield themselves.
That left me with Artemis to deal with Tartarus, Erebos and Ouranos all by ourselves, while my time magic wasn't working.
YAY!
To say we were on the heavy defensive would be an understatement. Artemis, while landing all of her shots on Tartarus and Erebos, didn't seem to achieve much with her arrows, while Ouranos flat out had wind protecting himself from projectile attacks. I on the other hand, had to use my water and earth powers to defend us, while at times trying to fight back against our foes, to little success, with the fact that Erebos would use shadows to hold me back and Tartarus' presence alone made me feel more cowardly than ever in my life.
Every time I tried to use my time powers, for a moment, it would seem like they worked, like they would help me save the day, but every time I would see a distant figure fly overhead and my powers would fizzle out before I could do anything that mattered with them.
Soon, despite all our best efforts, my allies and I found ourselves sheltering behind a wall I had created for us, as we tried to tend to my fathers wounds from Pontus using his full power on him.
It was during this time, that we heard Tartarus call out through gleeful laughter,"Alright, we've had our fun, brother, now have yours!" I looked out from behind the wall as I watched the flying figure, the fifth Primordial presence, landed on the ground, his back to me as his allies cheered at his presence, while Hades turned his head away guiltily. Spotting me looking, Tartarus leaned into the figure ear and stage whispered to him,"Show him, brother. Make him weep."
He turned.
Jason Grace stood before me, but not as I knew him. He was now clear of any scars, and his eyes, while still holding their electrical blue glow, now had a familiar golden rim to them. He was back to life, and he was being possessed, but not by Kronos, I knew that enemy was gone.
"I would say that it's lovely to meet you, Mister Jackson, except for the fact that you are a disgrace to my domain," Jason cooed, in a voice that was far to ancient and cruel to be his own,"I am Chronos, the Primordial of Time, whom is often confused with my nephew, the Titan Lord. I was beginning to face for this fact, when my siblings here informed me of your evils and malpractices with my domain! I could not allow a being such as you to continue in this world, with my powers, but my own body was too weak to fight, so they forced Hades to revive this powerful young demigod for my use. He suits me quite nicely, don't you think?"
"Get out of him!" I cried, stepping out from behind my hiding spot, waving my hand behind my back to signal my allies to retreat,"You don't deserve his body! Jason deserve this! He died a heroes death! Zeus, even you admitted that."
"My son will be rewarded for this," Zeus thundered, the limp body Hades by his feet gazing up at me for a moment, before nodding to me. Zeus, not noticing his brother was still conscious added,"Whether he wants to help or not. He'll listen to his father-"
As Zeus spoke, Hades attempted to shadow travel to me, being held back by Erebos' chains, but distracting the Primordials long enough for me to charge over and cut through his chains, freeing him. I then grabbed his body and manipulated the earth to make a hole for us to fall through, shocking our enemies long enough for the rest of my allies to flash away to Camp.
As we fell, Tartarus jumped after us, his added weight allowing him to catch up to us in moments so that he could slam his fist into Hades and I, sending out controlled fall into overdrive, as we were launched through several buildings. That places us several blocks away from Tartarus.
The city was loud with chaos as people charged through the streets, looking to either find safety or cause more problems as they began to loot shops and houses. Hades and I had landed in an ally not to far from my mums apartment, but as I sat us and began to wipe off the dust from the ruins of the buildings, I heard Hades start to cough up ichor.
Racing over to him, I saw that he had been so severely injured when the Primordials had attacked him in the Underworld, added to the fact that her just took a direct hit from Tartarus, followed by multiple skyscrapers to the face, he was starting to flicker, to fade as I had once seen with Pan. I quickly put him him his back against a wall as he lay of the ground, clutching his sides as I made sure to make him comfortable.
Once he was ready he coughed out weakly,"Bianca... Hazel...love." He started to wheeze wearily, coughing violently for a moment until he continued, handing the Helm of Darkness to me,"Nico... good man... new... God of the Dead." I nodded along, understanding what he meant, before he suddenly regained some strength and coughed out,"Two more... Persephone is - still - Underworld... help her."
His eyes began to grow dim, as his body almost began to vanish, until he waved his hand and three spiralling shadows started to sore from his palm in the direction of camp, as he mouthed the word "Heroes". His body fell completely limp at that, the last of his ichor staining me, before he completely vanished. He had faded.
I sat alone in that ally for quite a bit, holding onto the Helm for dear life as I thought about Hades, and his final moments. He had used his last words to speak of his love for his children, and how he thought Nico was a good enough man to replace him, before he informed me that Persephone was still in danger, in the Underworld, and that he needed me to save her. To top it all off, I think I knew what he meant by heroes, as the last time I had see those types of shadows I had seen long dead friends come back to life. Hades' last acts had been self-less and full of love, and I don't believe I had ever felt more respect for the man, or remorse at never getting a chance to feel that way about him before his death.
But I had to move. I needed to see if my mum was safe, so I ran down the block, spotting many monsters starting to prowl the streets, emerging from cracks in the ground, looking for mortals to feed on. Bypassing all of them, I eventually made it to my mothers apartment and made my way upstairs, where I found the door to the apartment smashed open, and muffled sobs filled the air.
Charging through the door, sword and shield ready, I entered to find that a monster of some kind had gotten in, as my mother was on her knees, sobbing and clutching onto a crying Estelle for dear life, golden dust surrounding them. I knew my mum kept weapons in the apartment to help fight off monsters, and that she had used them many times before, so I had no idea why she was so emotional this time until I stepped closer and saw the blood.
Paul must have gotten in the way of whatever monster had attacked them, because his still, pale corpse lay to the side of the couch in a pool of his own blood.
Kneeling down next to my mum, I gently whispered words of love and apologies to her as I pulled her close to me, embracing her as I never had before, kissing her hair and forehead as she bawled into my chest.
Eventually, I persuaded her to stand, and had her close her eyes as I flashed us to Camp Half-Blood, where demigods and Gods alike were running about, building up defences, Chiron galloping about to help people that needed medical attention. Quickly leading my mother over to where my lovers were, I was swarmed in hugs and kisses, that left my mum shocked, but she didn't say anything, although I thought she looked quite annoyed at me, as I expected.
In the distance, from the smoking remains of a now destroyed New York, I saw multiple unfriendly figures flying over to us.
Moving quickly, I found Nico, Bianca and Hazel, who were all together, looking for their father, right by the spot where I had told Nico years prior that Bianca had died. As I approached them, carrying the Helm, Nico simply broke down into tears, muttering,"That's why he brought them back," in fury as he accepted the Helm begrudgingly.
I didn't have time to question him more on that statement however, as the Primordials were almost here, so I raced to the edge of the camp barrier, at Thalia's Pine, Peleus, usually a beacon of strength, cowering behind the tree he was meant to guard, as Chiron and Dionysus, along with his sole surviving son, Pollux and wife, Ariadne.
Upon my arrival, Chiron gave me a weak smile, which I was barely able to return as I asked,"Will the barrier hold?"
"It'll hold alright," answered Dionysus,"Like an armless man trying to hold a torch! These are Primordials! It's not easy to hold them back!"
"I'm sure there must be something that can make the barrier impenetrable to them," Chiron stroked his chin in thought, before his eyes met with Mr D's and he mumbled,"No, no there isn't."
"Don't lie for my sake, old friend," Dionysus countered, before looking at Pollux and Ariadne,"I love you two so much. I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, but I've looked after this camp for too long to just sit by and let it burn."
"What are you on about?" I queried, wondering why Mr D was saying his goodbyes.
"Don't worry, Peter Johnson, you'll see," the God of Wine teased, just as the Primordials soared into our sight. He then lifted himself up in a tower of grape vines and pressed his hands to the barrier, mumbling some words in Ancient Greek, making his body start to glow as if he was about to reveal his true form. The moment he reached his peak brightness, the Primodials were almost close enough to tough the barrier as he screamed,"You're not getting in my camp!"
With a crash, Mr D exploded, forcing himself to fade so that he could force all of his divine energy into the barrier, just as the Primordials hit it, making them all bounce off and roar in rage. They all looked down at me with deathly glares, before flashing away, leaving us to rest, finally.
Once they were gone, I slumped to my knees, watching as Dionysus' tower of grape vines tumbled apart, while Pollux and Ariadne held onto Chiron as they wept, screaming to the world at their loss. Chiron to shed a tear as he asked me,"What are we to do now?"
Author's Note: And so ends chapter nine. I hope you enjoyed this more plot focused chapter. I know this seems rushed and poorly written compared to my other chapters, so I may rewrite it in the future. But it says what it has to say for now.
Sorry for being gone for ages, and taking off this story a bunch of times. I hope this chapter makes up for it though. Despite all of the trauma.
As always, I would really appreciate some reviews, suggestions, and PM's as they really help motivate me to write and lessen the time between updates.
I hope you enjoyed.