Chapter #3 Meet the Son Of Posieden
Several Years later…. (After the lightning thief and the sea of monsters)
The wind raced upon him flooring the 1969 Mustang GT, swerving around the slow drabble of New York traffic, trying to keep up with the demigod riding his pegasus. Perseus knew that something was culpable, a strong, musky aura flooding into the streets. Suddenly the pegasus and boy were jerked backward, twisting vines pulling them to the top of a skyscraper.
OH CRAP
Ditching the car, Perseus drifted the car onto the sidewalk, crashing into an innocent hotdog stand and kicked the door of his car open. Pulling himself out of the wreckage with his briefcase, he dusted himself, wiping the splinters and glass off of his enchanted suit and briefcase. Perseus dusted himself off and ran into the towering building. Sprinting past security and metal detectors, he ran into the nearest elevator and spammed the top floor button as fast as he could, the security guards chasing after him.
DING
The elevator doors closed right on the nose of the guards, and Perseus smiled. He opened his briefcase and laid it down on the floor of the elevator. Opening it up, he checked to make sure everything was still intact, a rifle scope, a gun barrel, trigger mechanism, a gas canister, and a single bullet, a modified tranquilizer round that could turn people with immortality to partial immortality. He began to screw all the pieces together, double and triple-checking everything; he only had one shot.
DING
The elevator doors opened at the top floor, revealing a floating Dionysus gripping onto the son of Poseidon and a black pegasus over the edge with vines.
"You know I could kill you right now right?" answered Dionysus to Jake as he flailed over the side.
"Screw you, I'm actually trying to save someone unlike you lazy-"
Jake was interrupted as he and his pegasus were pulled in towards the god, almost touching Dionysus's nose with his own.
"You dare disrespect a god? I could turn you into a dolphin right now and no one could do anything about it"
For this chapter bolded is gonna be greek
"Except for me", Perseus said smirking, in position, holding a rifle aimed at Dionysus.
"The son of Themis! What an unpleasant surprise." Dionysus sneered, dropping Jake to the ground and wrapping him and the black pegasus in cocoons of vines.
"We both know that bullet won't stop me, I thought you were to be clever Perseus" snorted Dionysus, his red, bloodshot eyes bleeding over to a dark purple and summoning his thyrsus.
"It's not a bullet', replied Perseus bluntly, squeezing the trigger, creating a puff of smoke in front of his face and a dart in between Dionysus's eyebrows.
Plucking out the red-feathered dart from his forehead and tossing it out onto the ground, crushing it under his sandal, Dionysus laughed, "What was that supposed to do?" and charged at Perseus with his Thyrus drawn back, ready to strike Perseus.
Pulling his ice broadsword from the atmosphere, he swung upwards, parrying the painfully obvious overhead strike from Dionysus and before he could counter-attack, Dionysus dropped to the ground, his body convulsing and his golden veins and arteries pulsating.
Pulling his dagger out from his side, Perseus headed over to the slowly wilting vine cocoon and cut open the second cocoon of the obviously freaking out pegasus first. Halfway through his second cut, a heavy blow struck his stomach, sending him flying back towards the edge, his dagger flying over and disappearing. Angrly, Perseus pulled out his broadsword once more and raised it towards Dionysus, who had taken the age of a 50-year old bald man with a potbelly.
"You may have robbed me of my immortality, but I still hold a GODLY weapon. Your sword compares nothing to the mighty Thyrus!`` shouted Dionysus as he rushed for another hit, his staff barley missing Perseus as he limbo slide under the strike and kicked Dionysus behind his knee, forcing him to kneel.
Elbowing Perseus's gut, Dionysus scrambled away and ran for another blow, but Perseus was smart. Instead of dodging, he caught the Thyrus on the edge of his blade and pushed, carving out a notable piece of elaborate design from the wooden staff. Caught in a deadlock, Perseus kicked Dionysus backward and Dionysus fell on his back, holding his Thyrus up with both arms to shield him from attacks.
Unrelentlessly, Perseus hacked into the weapon like with an ax to wood, striking Dionysus's face only to be blocked by the staff repeatedly. Hacking away into staff, Perseus did not realize that his sword was indeed no match to the Thyrus. Stress lines began to form on the blade as it slowly cracked from hammering into the magical stick. Finally, the ice blade shattered from a particularly hard blow and the chunks and shrapnel of ice flew all around, catching themselves into DIonysus's cheeks causing him to bleed. Bleed red blood.
Not ready to give up, he grabbed Dionysus's staff and twisted around the exhausted Dionysus, pushing the staff up against his neck, choking him with his own staff.
"YIELD", hissed Perseus choking Dionysus harder as he squirmed around even more. Finally, his legs and arms gave away and DIonysus dropped to the floor, gasping for air. Tossing the Thyrus away from DIonysus's grasp, he picked up a shard of his broken blade and pressed it towards the wheezing Dionysus's neck, drawing beads of blood.
"Swear on the black stone and Styx that you'll stop trying to hurt the son of Poseidon and me, and you'll find a replacement weapon for me"
"You know Zeus would kill me if he found out that I surrendered to foreign powers"
"And I'd kill you right now", countered Perseus, pressing the shard in deeper.
"Fine, fine", growled Dionysus," I swear on Styx and the black stone by your terms"
"Wait, one more thing", Perseus asked calmly, "Give me your blessing"
Dionysus choked on himself. "My blessing?
Bold and Italics is the old tongue
"The curse of madness", hissed Perseus, drawing more beads of blood out of Dionysus's neck. "I know what it can do, show your enemies their worst fears and then draw them insane with hallucinations of their worst fear."
"Don't forget the unlimited wine too", Dionysus commented before narrowing his eyes and asked curiously," I hope you know that everyone who's received my blessing has driven themselves mad right?"
"I've been prepared" retorted Perseus simply.
Muttering about insolent demigod-upstarts, Dionysus placed his left ring finger to Perseus's forehead and whispered rapidly in Greek as Perseus buckled onto his knees and passed out, a glass vial rolling out of his unmoving hands labeled ANTIDOTE.
The ivy cocoon slowly dried up around Jake as the vines surrounding him grew more and more brown. As he thrashed furiously, trying to get the vines to untangle, he heard a loud snap, a sign that a god had flashed out. After a few more minutes of thrashing around, the vines finally gave in and crumbled around the demigod. Stretching out his legs and arms, he went to grab riptide to hack away at the vines holding blackjack, who was currently napping in his horse-shaped cocoon. Uncapping riptide, Jake staggered to blackjack's cocoon to free him when he tripped over a pale muscular arm, stumbling with his sword.
Perseus's sixth sense woke him up as his eyes shot open and saw the son of Poseidon barreling towards him with his sword pointed at him. Scrambling backward as the bronze blade nearly missed his bulge. Annoyed and interested to test his blessing, he activated Dionysus's curse as his eyes glowed purple, locking eyes with the poor demigod.
With a look of horrifying realization on his face as his blade fell towards Perseus's...package, Jake looked at Perseus's face in shock as the person flew backward and stared into his eyes. His purple eyes. Perseus's grey eyes now danced with purple lightning instead of white and stared right into Jake's eyes.
Vision turning red, Jake collapsed to his knees, his mind muffled and dazed, the wind whispering to him. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Annabeth laughing at him, his mom crying, and everyone else he had failed.
All of them intent on hurting him.
"How could you betray us for the Titan's!? This is why I love Perseus more than I love you? The fake Annabeth asked as Jake's eyes turned red blood and he buckled. The last thing Jake saw before he passed out was his mom approaching him and slinging him across her shoulder.
"Annabeth why?" groaned Jake as he awoke and looked around. He was hundreds of feet above the ground with his hands wrapped around the body of an older male. Jake freaked out and wrapped his hands around the man who was riding his pegasus with him.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH", Screamed Jake as he pressed his face into the rider's back, holding on for dear life.
"Yikes ok,'' sighed Perseus as he signaled BlackJack to turn to the roof of a nearby skyscraper.
Once landed, Jake slipped off the Pegasus and fell on fours. Pulling out RIPTIDE and waving it towards Perseus's face he scowled," Who are you and what do you want? Also, where's Annabeth?"
"I'm Perseus, son of Themis, and I'm on a quest to save my friend's daughter. I simply showed you your greatest fears, which seems to be of Annabeth hmmm" retorted Perseus, "Are you close to her?"
"Wait, your seriously Achilles's brother?", questioned Jake, his sword dipping.
"THE-MIS, not THE-TIS, you know the Titaness?" sighed Perseus
"Yeah sure, Annabeth's my best friend and I'm trying to sneak onto a quest to find her- WAIT A SECOND!" shouted Jake as he lifted RIPTIDE to a defensive position, "A TITANESS"
Narrowing his eyes, Perseus flicked his wrist, his stygian iron ring with the emblem of Dionysus turning into a pitch dark blade, seemingly sucking in shadows, the opposite of celestial bronze.
"Woah" whispered Jake as he stared then shook his head. He could look at the cool sword after gutting this Titan.
Sending an experimental jab at Perseus, Perseus immediately took the offensive, letting the celestial bronze blade pass above his shoulder as his suit dissolved, revealing a set of armor and a cape (search "Mysterio far from home", looks like that but without the blue energy) with no helm.
'You forgot your helmet" commented Jake as he pulled his blade back.
"I like to turn my neck" responded Perseus as he let another jab pass over his other shoulder.
Testing his footwork, Jake jabbed at Perseus's stomach and instantly regretted it. Perseus turned his body, letting the blade pass through his waist and arm and continued to turn, letting Jake's wrist twist against his arm and drop his blade. He kicked Jake back, away from his sword and pointed his sword directly at Jake's neck, making beads of blood appear.
"Stop fighting, we need to find Annabeth, please."
"Why do you even care so much about her? Your a titan"
"Actually a demititan and she's my friend's daughter"
"How is that possible?" Jake asked, still unsure of trusting this man so easily.
"I'm a demititan son of Themis, the mentor of Athena. My mom and Athena appeared together in a dream vision for me, asking me to save Annabeth from the titans." "Also Aphrodite asked me too for some reason,'' grinned Perseus as he winked at Jake who profoundly blushed.
"One condition, If we go to save Annabeth, I get to control my pegasus.", proclaimed Jake. "Actually send the Pegasus back, we'll walk to the questers, they are closeby" demanded Perseus as Jake stared intently at the Pegasus who suddenly dove off the building and started flying back the walk they came from.
Perseus had excused himself to the tower bathroom and had come out with another suit less than a second later.
"I thought we are trying to trying to be lowkey?" questioned Jake, looking at the suit.
"Is a suit not lowkey?" asked Perseus frowning. It had been a while since he had interacted with mortals.
"Wait can you summon any clothes you want?" questioned Jake.
"Yeah, why?"
Jake had grown up poor with his mother Sally and had never been able to even afford moderate clothing and had gotten kind of excited when he learned Perseus could summon whatever clothing he could want.
"Can I get some too?, my clothes are all dirty and ripped," asked Jake with a glint of happiness on his face as Perseus closed his eyes to summon some more basic clothing while holding a bead on his wood and leather necklace.
Jake was able to study Perseus up close as he stood close by and eyes close. Perseus had a lithe muscular body and was about 6'3. He had faint scars running across his face, disappearing into his shirt and an obvious one running through his eye and ending at his cheek. He looked about 17, about 4 years older than Jake and was definitely more mature. He had a classic bad boy/skater boy haircut, with his starchly grey, wavy hair swept to one side. The kind of guy to keep away from your girlfriend.
Opening his eyes, Perseus looked at the clothes neatly folded, lying on his outstretched arms and handed the smaller pair to Jake and gestured for Jake to enter the bathroom and change.
Before entering Jake asked," Can we also get some shoes and windbreakers. NYC can get a bit cold at times." Nodding absentmindedly, Perseus summoned them and handed a pair to Jake and the plain black windbreaker and waited outside as Jake changed. After stepping out all changed, Jake thought he looked pretty good. Brand new clothing was unheard of at camp as almost no one was allowed to leave and Jake had never worn good clothing like this.
However, he hung his head in shame as Perseus walked out. The sweatpants and shirt he had summoned had been a tad bit too small in size and were hugging him, showing off his muscular chest, displaying his abs and the sweatpants showed off his features a bit too much. Slipping on the windbreaker he asked Jake," Do you really like these clothes?"
Jake responded," Of course" and Perseus muttered a few lines in the old tongue and a flash of light hit Jake.
"Woah, what was that?"
"When I was trapped on Calypso's island, she taught me how to make clothing that stretches to fit you and will repair itself."
"Cool" responded Jake, walking side by side out of the skyscraper looking like Perseus's brother. An almost flex in his mind.
"Let's go catch up to that quest now right?" asked Perseus, walking briskly side by side Jake. "I have an idea, we can try to use aethral travel to get there fast" suggested Perseus
"Uhhh, what's aethral travel Perseus?"
"It's the rarer equivalent version of shadow travel for truly divine beings. It was passed on to me from my mother, the goddess of divine law." responded Perseus," I'm not the best at it, but we can still try."
"Also can I just call you Percy, the author keeps accidentally typing that and it's a mouthful."
"A nickname, sure!" respond Percy. Percy had already made up his mind about this demigod. He would train him and make him great. He was the one the great prophecy spoke off. He would be Jake's brother.
Turning abruptly and gripping Jake's shoulder abruptly, he focused on the Smithsonian and started the travel, both of their bodies shimmering. After the shimmering stopped, Pery noticed something was wrong. Both he and Jake were falling down towards a Nemean lion with silver arrows sticking out its back.