The Hunters of Alexandros
Disclaimer: Nothing in this story belongs to me.
Chapter 1
There she was in all her glory, the Titaness of the moon. Riding her moon chariot, watching the glistening stars and the radiant moon. But something was different about her. Her form, specifically her midsection in particular, was plump. Inside of her womb was a child, waiting to be born.
It wasn't something she had planned on, but it was too late now. She was stuck with the unborn child in her womb and the next best thing she could do was bore it and raise it with love. Sadly she had to keep this child hidden, which was a very hard task, due to her increase in size. The only other individual who knew the details of her pregnancy, was her twin brother Helios. Even then, he didn't know the full details of how it occurred.
Selene hadn't expected to ever have a child with a mere mortal. Especially, since most of her titan kind believed that mortals weren't worth the time or day. If her father Hyperion would ever find out what she was carrying such an abomination, she would no doubt lose her child due to her father's rage, and would most likely disown her.
She hadn't expected to fall in love with a mortal. Especially, a selenographer. She had just stumbled onto him one night. While he was admiring her domain, the moon. He had a huge infatuation with the moon. He loved everything about it, it was a mystery he wanted to uncover. He was studying the moon for a specific research he was doing that could be groundbreaking for the scholars during that era.
The way he spoke to her with kindness and respect led to her believe that he was a different man, someone she could enjoy her time with. Selene even contributed some information, only she knew about the moon to the mortal. He of course asked her how she could know, but she eventually convinced him, that like him, she was also a selenographer.
She doesn't even remember how it happened. One second they were talking, then the next they were committing the act of bringing a life into this forsaken world. She of course quickly ceased contact with the man, for she didn't want him to be found by other Titans. Especially since some of her aura had rubbed onto him. She knew his heart was broken, but it had to be done. Before leaving him, she blessed him with more knowledge of the moon, so he wouldn't sulk for long. So he could eventually move on after gaining fame, for his groundbreaking studies.
Sadly for him, Selene's blessing ended up being a curse. Once he presented his findings and research to other scholars, he was accused of heresy. For his crimes of heresy, he was hung. On that specific night of the man's death, the moon was extremely dim. The moon was mirroring Selene's emotions, which was sadness and resentment.
MOON MOON MOON MOON MOON MOON MOON
Finally the time had passed and it was time for her to go into labor. Helping her was herself and Helios. She had to bore him in the wild, under the glistening moon, at the peak of her power. However, Helios was at his weakest, which meant if an enemy found them there was a chance they could be wounded.
Luckily, nothing that night had come upon them and the child was born. The moon shined brighter when the moon finally could see the newborn. He had midnight black hair, with a slight tan complexion. When the child opened his eyes, Helios couldn't help but smile. His eyes were silver, the same as his mother's. They could also tell, that the child was going to be very, very handsome. Furthermore they felt the child's aura and it was very strong almost as strong as his mother's.
As Selene was cradling her newborn child she said, "You shall be named Perseus, Percy for short. I will teach you the ways of the moon." She was running of fumes. She was extremely tired and she finally collapsed into a much needed sleep. Helios had taken charge and decided to keep watch during the night, even if he was at his weakest.
Progressing through the years, Perseus grew into a young eight year old. Since he wasn't fully immortal, his mother had to take it easy on him, when training him. She didn't want to push him too much. At first, Perseus was terrible at archery, something Selene couldn't believe. How could a son of the Moon Titaness not be excellent at marksmanship? It just took extra hard work and some pushing for Percy to improve dramatically, Perseus Was Quite Talented and a Prodigy, in fact it only took him One week to be equal to his own mother, Something By the end of it all, Percy was an amazing archer. Better than even his mother Selene and his cousin Pallas, his mother had always told him that the next generation would eventually surpass the previous one. The lessons his mother taught him, Percy took to heart and with extreme seriousness. Except his uncle Helios. With his shining personality, Helios made Percy a charming, flirtatious, and sarcastic child. Which was all fine for Selene because she didn't want her son to be serious all the time.
Percy was going to be quite the attractive demi titan by the time he grew up. Helios could see that most of Percy's physical resemblance was of his mother. The way he frowned or smiled could send giddiness into anyone, no matter the gender.
Sadly, Percy was going to eventually lose both of his parent figures. The only ones that could ever love him for who he was. Both Helios and his mother had told him that their parents and their extended family would never accept him into their family. But Helios and his mother was the only family he ever needed.
Soon it was revealed that there was a great prophecy that would entail the downfall of the titan reign. A younger generation of immortals, specifically the titan's offspring, would overthrow King Kronos. Helios and Percy's mother Selene decided to side with the Olympians, the younger generation of gods. Helios was heavily involved in the brunt of the fighting, while Selene decided to avoid fighting and stay neutral. The Great Prophecy was fulfilled when the gods supplanted the titans as rulers of the earth. The titans that weren't involved in the war were left alone, but were monitored from time to time. The Olympians began taking domains and began ruling the world. The titans who were defeated where bound and tossed into the worst depths of Tartarus. His grandfather Hyperion, one of Kronos's loyal subjects, was sentenced to the harsh punishment of being banished to Tartarus.
Selene one day, with her brother Helios, approached the young Perseus who was now the tender age of eighteen. Percy noticed that both of them looked pale and nervous.
"Mother and uncle Helios what is wrong?" Both his mother and his uncle regained their composure. They plastered fake smiles onto their faces. But Percy could see through their deception, his mother had taught him how to read people.
"Nothing that concerns you, son. But you see, Helios and I are going to have to leave." Before she could finish I cut my mother off.
"Leave? Why?" Both of them looked at him with pity, the earth was shaking, Perseus Quite The Prodigy mastering most of his Mother's Dominions and His Uncle's as well.
"Perseus, neither Helios nor I want to leave you. But circumstances have come to that." Selene was struggling to form words. She noticed that her son was breaking to pieces and it broke her heart.
"We are fading Percy. Ever since the new Olympians have taken over. We have been growing weak. No one worships me nor your uncle as much now. Someone will replace us." Percy knew what fading meant. It meant he would no longer have his mother nor his uncle looking after him. It was like death, it was permanent.
"You're joking right uncle Helios. Tell mother this isn't funny." Helios gave me a defeated smile. It was the truth after all.
"Who's' replacing you? How dare they replace you?" Selene was contemplating if she should tell her son who they were. If she did, she would risk Percy getting hatred and resentment to the gods replacing them. Deep down, they were also resentful on the new twins taking their positions.
"They're a new batch of twins. They go by the names of Apollo and Artemis. As you can guess, Apollo is taking over your uncle Helios's domain. Artemis is taking mine, it is because of Typhon.." Percy's silver eyes darkened. They sensed his hatred towards them and she didn't blame him.
"Percy do not resent them, for it is not their fault. Promise me that Percy." Selene looked into her son's silver eyes, the same shade of her own.
"I promise mother. I promise I won't go after them or get myself killed." Both titans sighed a sigh relief. Percy could cause destruction when he was angry and neither titan wanted for their pride and joy to be banished into Tartarus for his crimes.
Percy looked at his parents expectantly. So this was it. The last time they would ever see each other. It hurt Percy a lot, he had grown to love them so much. Willing to sacrifice his own life to make sure they were safe. But a fading titan was something totally out of his control. He felt so helpless. All the training he had done since a young age hadn't prepared him for something he had no power over. He felt utterly useless, unable to protect those he loved.
"Our time is short kid. Let's say our goodbyes before it's too late." Although Helios would never cry in front of anyone, he had to admit that his nephew had a soft spot in his heart. Percy had the power to make you love him. He didn't know how his sister was holding up. She had to be breaking into a million pieces, like Kronos. Knowing that she would never see her son again.
"Remember all I taught you Percy. I have a feeling you will play an important role in future events. Trust your instincts Percy, more often than not, they're correct. Take care Percy." As Selene embraced her only son she finally broke down. She wasn't the only one. Percy broke down as well. His mother finally let go and he already missed her presence.
Next up was Helios, "Remember kid you're like the sun. You brighten everyone's day, even mine. Also remember everything I taught you on how to get the girl you want." Even though this was a sad goodbye. Helios always had the sense of humor to make everyone laugh, even his serious sister.
It was coming to an end. Selene and Helios felt their power draining by the minute. They never expected to fade, but that was a harsh reality they had to face. At least they left something that represented them both. And that was Percy. Percy had learned from both of them. Whether it was how to shoot a bow, ride a chariot, or even flirt with girls, both of them knew he would be successful.
They gathered around for their last time. "Remember kid, we'll always be in here." Helios and Selene placed their hands on Percy's heart. "Everyone else will forget about us, but you won't. You are a living representation of the both of us." Percy placed his own hand over his mother's and uncle's hand. The last time he would ever physically feel their presence.
"As a last gift before we fade, we want to give you our blessing." Helios and Selene put their hands on Percy's head as they transferred the little bit of power and essence they had. Percy felt burning sensations on his arms and hands. As he looked at his hands he realized that on the back of his right hand there was a moon tattoo. On the back of his left hand there was a tattoo of the sun. The burning sensation on his arms was because of the same thing. On his right arm, decorating his whole arm were tattoos of the moon and the stars. On his left arm decorating his whole arm were tattoos of the sun, clouds, and eyes.
"We are about to fade Percy." His mother was barely able to talk. Fading was painful and it took all her remaining strength to even speak to Percy.
"With our last power and essence, Helios and I grant you the gift of immortality." Percy was shocked, he wanted to yell no, that he wasn't worthy of immortality. He couldn't save his loved ones. How could he deserve such a gift? But his voice didn't work, no words came out.
Helios and Selene were speaking in an ancient language Percy didn't recognize. He stood there as they poured their very power and essence into Percy. It took some time, but it ended. His mother and uncle gave him one last smile before he was engulfed in a bright light. He fell into unconsciousness.
Percy didn't know it then, but Selene and Helios do live within him. Some of the hard choices he has to take in the future, their combined wisdom will be the ones that get him through it.
Years passed after the painful departure of his beloved parents. Years turned into decades and decades turned into centuries. Still Percy felt that unbearable pain in his heart. He no longer had the two most important people in his life. He felt broken and shallow. The world for which he was born into was such a cruel place. During his journeys around the world, he witnessed horrors which further reinforced his views on the harsh reality he was living in.
He witnessed demigods such as Theseus and Heracles do the brunt work for the gods. While they sat on their thrones leisurely watching the hardships of their children. He resented the gods for not caring or even remembering his parents. As if they were nothing, not being worthy of being remembered. Which fueled his rage even more.
Since demigods were direct descendants of the gods, he harbored deep hatred for them as well. Now don't get it twisted. Percy would never kill a demigod. He just stayed away from them. He watched them from the shadows, hoping for their ultimate demise. As he watched, he realized that some demigods such as Heracles met a harsh or brutal death. Percy came to the conclusion that even if you were a spawn of the gods, you were ultimately just a mere pawn. You were unimportant, not worth the time or day of the proud gods. If you died, you died, as long as they were still high and mighty, they didn't care.
Percy saw the great res publica of Rome and the evil slaughter that they called entertainment. Percy was so powerful he had to hide his aura from being discovered by other immortals, which was a hard task. He blended into the crowd as a beggar asking for money, or as a priest screaming the praises of how good the gods were. Since he blended in so well into the surrounding crowd he was never paid a second glance, something he was grateful for.
He strolled through the walkways of the Roman city and into the colosseum. As he waited to watch the violence that would occur.
"People of Rome, welcome to the grand colosseum. Today we have a special treat for you. We have brought prisoners from war, They today, must fight for their lives, even if their lives mean nothing to us." The senator further projected his voice as the crowds held in their excitement.
Percy noticed that the prisoners had to fight trained Roman soldiers, without a weapon. At this point Percy knew this wasn't entertainment, it was slaughter. The amphitheater was full of thousands of Roman citizens from all scales of their hierarchy. Rich merchants and commoners littered the colosseum, while Roman officers sat separated from the rest.
"Let the battles begin." The crowd roared a deafening scream. How could they be so excited to see people slaughtered without a second thought? Of course, they had no fear because it wasn't them. Rome was at the top of its empire, no one daring to challenge them. They lived in a safe ignorance.
As they released the prisoners, the realization hit Percy like being stabbed through a sword in the heart. Most of the prisoners were children, no older than the age of twelve. Sprinkled in were some of the warriors from the enemy empire. But they were already starved to the brink of death. The sight was something barbaric and inhumane. The slaughtering begun, people cheered as their entertainment had finally begun. Blood and screams were more present than ever.
Percy's body was moving on its own. He made his way down the steps of the colosseum and dropped into the arena. A collective gasp was heard throughout the crowd. The crowd didn't know Percy was an immortal, he was disguised as a beggar with a cloak covering his entire body. He was someone who wasn't worth a second glance. Then the crowd began to cheer "Kill. Kill. Kill."
The trained Roman warriors made their way towards Percy. Cocky grins plastered on their faces, an easy prey. In their minds they probably thought, a harmless beggar waiting to be put out of his misery. They attempted to, but Percy denied them that right. He skillfully dodged their swords and disarmed them rather quickly. He knocked each of them out cold. Out of the corner of his eye he realized almost everyone was dead. Almost everyone, except one. One child was standing and he had a warrior's heart. He had the will to live, unlike his demised brethren. The child was dodging and weaving as best as he could, avoiding the lone soldier. But exhaustion and sweat was evident all over his face. Percy had to save him.
The boy fell down from exhaustion while the Roman soldier stood over him, sword raised. He was ready to send the child into the afterlife. Percy felt power course through him, he felt hot, and he felt bright. The air around him turned hot and humid. Sweat was beading everyone's head. The crowd wasn't pleased.
Percy was using the sun from up above to increase the heat. The solider was sweating, sweat dripped all over his forehead, arms, and neck. In a flash Percy tackled the soldier before he could drop and impale the child with his sword. With the Roman's own sword, he knocked him unconscious with blunt end of the blade. Officials were flooding the arena ready to arrest the traitor of Rome. Percy had attacked a Roman officer on Roman soil. He was a traitor, he himself declared, by hurting the Roman that he was an enemy.
He however, wasn't going to be subdued by them. He quickly picked up the boy and tossed him over his shoulder. Percy began running to the wall that separated the crowd from the arena. He quickly jumped up and ran into the crowd. He was hoping he was going to be lost in the crowd, with the sudden outbursts that was happening to the unhappy mob that was forming.
Roman officers quickly followed in pursuit but the crowds were in outrage, they blocked their path. The entertainment was not up to par for their standards and they were letting them know. Percy quickly navigated through the crowds of people, shoving anyone in his way. In no time he was on the streets heading to an abandoned temple of his mother Selene.
The boy was unconscious from exhaustion and Percy didn't blame him. The kid was pumped with adrenaline the whole time he was dodging and weaving for his life. After the situation was over, the adrenaline seemed to vanish and so did his consciousness. Percy waited for the boy to wake up. But it took till night fall for him to finally wake up.
The boy woke up terrified. The poor boy had a nightmare, Percy could tell by his sudden outburst.
"Hey, you need to calm down." Percy approached the boy slowly but the child was still afraid. He curled himself up in a ball. Not noticing, Percy was still wearing his midnight black cloak which hid his face. Perhaps that was the reason the boy was afraid. Quickly, he snatched the cloak and revealed that he was just a regular eighteen year old teenager.
"You aren't going to hurt me are you? They promised they wouldn't hurt my mother. But they ended up killing her. Blood was everywhere." Tears were streaming down the boy's face. Percy could connect with him on an emotional level. After all, he lost his mother to.
"I promise I won't hurt you. Besides I just saved you from them. Why would I go through all the trouble just to end up hurting you?" The boy just nodded. Deep down he knew this stranger was the only reason he was still alive.
"What is your name?" He looked up at Percy, conflict apparent in his eyes. He was debating whether he should trust this stranger with his name.
"A-Andreas. My name is Andreas. I'm twelve years old. My family is from the conquered Greek kingdom(s)." Percy had long since despised the Romans. They did not venerate either of his parents, and they venerate Apollo And Artemis Or Diana as Sun and Moon Gods Instead Of their other titles.
"Alright, Andreas my name is Perseus. Now get some rest, I'm going to get food for the both of us. Here's my cloak for warmth. Do not worry this temple is my mother's and these Romans have long since abandoned her, they won't look in here. Rest assured." Before leaving Percy strapped something to his back, while carrying a quiver of arrows.
Percy walked out the entryway. He wasn't worried that there were no doors for his mother's temple. Selene's abandoned temple was a ways away from the city, he was on the outskirts. No one visited or paid attention to the structure. So he was sure that Andreas wasn't going to receive any unwanted guests.
He walked through the empty walkways of the city. Percy knew that walking during the night was dangerous. Dangerous people lurked during the night in the city. But he was immortal after all, he couldn't be killed. He could be hurt, but never during his lifetime has he been scratched, by anything. The only time he was ever scratched or was in any particular danger, was when he trained with his mother or uncle.
Just thinking of them made his heart hurt. He felt as if someone was squeezing his heart. As if they were trying to make it burst. But alas it never did burst, the pain was constant and it had no end. To forget his pain or to even have anything that resembled fun, he decided that adventures would help him cope and forget. That was the reason that led him into the Roman Empire, he liked facing danger. Danger was an escape from pain. Danger was a way of life for him, it made him happy to fight for his life. That's how he obtained his Night and Darkness Bow.
Strapped to his back was the Night and Darkness bow. Hand crafted by the primordial goddess Nyx and her husband Erebos. It rivaled Zeus's, or in the Roman's case Jupiter's master bolt. He had won it from Nyx, it was more of feat or an accomplishment.
Flashiest Backest Maximus
Perseus had ventured into the depths of Tartarus trying to face the dangers that lurked from within. He carefully navigated through the inferno without being detected. After all, it wasn't his time to be revealed to the world yet.
He stupidly walked through Tartarus, a little too close to Nyx's territory. He saw a dark house enveloped by more darkness and dark mist. He made his way towards it and the goddess Nyx had revealed herself to him. Since Perseus was nothing compared to Nyx she of course threatened to spread his essence thin so he would never reform.
However, she seemed to be in a good mood that day. She gave him a challenge. If he passed the challenge he would leave with his life and a hand crafted weapon from Nyx and Erebos themselves. Perseus of course accepted because he wanted to live. Nyx challenged him to navigate through the Mansion of Night, if he survived and still had his sanity he would survive her wrath.
Perseus opened the doors of her mansion and immediately his field of vision was gone. He tried to use his mother and uncle's power for a source of light. But even Helios's sunlight was engulfed by the darkness and night. He knew that if he kept his eyes open, he would go utterly insane. The suspense of something lurking around waiting to pounce was enough to make anyone insane. So he used his mother's training of navigating blind through the other senses. He could smell death and golden ichor spread throughout the structure. He heard gut wrenching screams that would give him nightmares for the next decade of his life. Hellhounds attacked him but Perseus was a master swordsman, he could fight blind by using his nose and hearing to locate his enemy.
He finally reached the end of the Mansion of Night and opened the backdoor. Once he could see red through his closed eyes, he finally opened his eyes to see. He hadn't realized but he was shaking with fear, something no one else had ever done.
"Congratulation young Titan. No lesser immortal has accomplished what have you accomplished. This is no small feat. For passing my challenge I shall let you keep your life. I also promised you a hand crafted weapon of your choice, so choose wisely." Perseus noticed that goddess Nyx had no physical form. She was swallowed by night and darkness. All he saw was black mist with eyes on them.
"I-I want a bow." Perseus managed to stutter out. Nyx seemed to find his fear refreshing and hilarious.
"Very well Titan. Here it is. This bow is indestructible. Not even a direct attack from Zeus's lightning bolt will destroy it, and has unlimited arrows, So don't lose it." Within the blink of an eye Nyx handed Percy the Night and Darkness bow with her hands made up of dark mist.
"I already knew you were going to pass my challenge. For you will play a great role in the next Great Prophecy. You have been blessed by fate to become a strong titan. I hope we meet again, young Perseus." What made Percy shiver the most was the fact that Nyx knew his name. He had never mentioned his name to her or any one for that matter. How could she know?
Present
Till this day Percy didn't know how Nyx knew his name. All he knows is that if Nyx wanted to end his insignificant life by spreading his essence thin, she could've. But she didn't. He was at a loss on why all this was coursing through his mind. He had to get focused again.
Percy was nearing the little meat shop. The one that he always bought from ever since he had entered the city. He picked some dried beef from the butcher and he easily complied. He tossed the butcher a small pouch of silver coins. He made one more stop and that was to buy bread.
All his tasks and errands were done. Now he had to return to Andreas to feed the frightful child. Up ahead was his mother's temple. Neglected and abandoned. The temple was still intact but it was no longer maintained, it was rather dirty and unpleasant. But it was somewhere safe to stay.
As Percy approached the entryway, he heard no noise. It was absolutely silent. Did Andreas leave in the cover of night? As he wandered more into the temple he began to believe that maybe he did leave. Until he heard his voice.
"Perseus is that you?" Andreas poked his head from behind a column behind the far-end altar.
"Yes. Andreas it is I. I have brought us our meal for the night." Andreas quickly made his way to Percy. Andreas was starved like the rest of the prisoners. He was very scrawny and that had halted his growth.
"Here take some meat and bread." Andreas quickly snatched the food from Percy and began to munch and swallow the food. Andreas had never ate something so good in his life.
His parents worked the fields to provide for the Republic, He had never tasted meat before. Meat was very expensive, he didn't know how the stranger could afford it himself.
Percy was eying Andreas and couldn't help but smile. Andreas reminded him of himself. When his mom gave him food and how he scarfed down. His mother had always told him that he never tasted the food, he just swallowed it.
"Would you like to be in my company?" The words that came out of Percy's mouth shocked him even more than it did Andreas. Percy was always a loner, he always thought that others would slow him down.
"Yes. I have no home or family. I would like to follow you till the death. I owe you my life master Perseus." Percy knew that Andreas was going to be his first ever member of his group. The hunters of Alexandros.
"from now till the day I say, you must call me Alexandros when we are in public. My identity is a secret. If I am to be revealed, both our lives will be in danger." Andreas furrowed his eyebrows as if in confusion.
"I'm immortal Andreas. Other immortals do not know about me. But if they know who I am and who I was born from, they will hunt me down. With everyone else that I care about." Andreas nodded his head finally understanding what Percy was saying.
"You will become a full fledge member of my hunters, when you reach the age of sixteen. I want you to grow and become strong before I bless you with partial immortality." Andreas seemed to know all about immortality. Could it be? Is he a demigod?
Andreas finally spoke. "I will wait till the age of fifteen Andreas." Andreas paused before continuing. "My mother once told me that I was going to be a part of something great. I think this is what she meant." The only thing Percy could do was smirk, fate did have a weird way of bringing people together.
HUNTER HUNTER HUNTER HUNTER HUNTER HUNTER HUNTER
Years passed and Andreas finally reached the age of sixteen. Percy wanted Andreas to be fifteen because he was going to be Percy's commander within the hunters. He also wanted him to be a little bit older. So he could have the maturity to eventually lead the younger hunters, when the time came. Andreas grew into a very fine young man. His curly black hair and onyx black eyes were his staple in his appearance. He was good looking and was of slight above average height. He was slender yet packed with muscles. A very fine follower of Alexandros.
"Alright Andreas. The time has come. Repeat after me." Andreas had been waiting for this moment ever since he had met Alexandros. Alexandros was like a father to him. In fact he called father by accident one week after he had meet him, Perseus Said he didn't so continued using it when they were alone, Someone who was there for him during the time of need. He will serve Alexandros till his death.
Percy recited the pledge and Altair spoke it, "I, Andreas Of Korninthos, pledge myself to the Titan Perseus. I turn my back on romantic love and the Olympians and the Romans, and accept eternal brotherhood with my brethren, and join the hunt." Percy looked at Andreas with utmost pride. His first hunter and his best.
Percy presented Andreas with a silver ring, which signified that he was the commander of the hunters. Andreas was also blessed with both the crescent moon and sun markings on both of his hands. With becoming a hunter of Alexandros, Andreas was finally blessed with partial immortality.
30th Of May, 1453, Constantinople, One Day After Fall Of The Eastern Roman Empire
While more time passed, Percy's hatred for the gods grew. Natural disasters were becoming more common and it was because the gods were mad at the mortals. Demigods were left to their own devices and more often than not they ended up dead before they were fully developed.
And Another Thing Was A Legacy Of Apollo Named Theodosius became the emperor and banned the worship of 'pagan gods' and Perseus was pretty sure that his son Augustus was, if he was dead, rolling in his grave.
Another thing was that his firstborn son, Was Augustus, ironic. That the most well known Roman aside from Julius Caesar, and the first Emperor Of Rome was his son, someone who hated the romans.
Eventually the fall of the western empire, Western civilization began and the gods influence was starting to grow little by little in the western hemisphere. Once the Roman and Greek empires had fallen, their source of worship died with the empire as well.
Empires slowly became countries and states. War was more present than ever. People and governments fighting over territory. Ares was having a delightful time with all the carnage and death that was occurring. Percy had gathered a few more followers. By the time the United States had won their independence from Great Britain, the Hunters of Alexandros had Twelve full members not including Percy. Percy handpicked most of his hunters, he judged their character, if they had morals and if they believed in humanity or not. If the candidate had Percy's sense of morality, he was invited to be a part of the hunter's fraternity. Only twelve members were worthy of Percy's blessing, only one did not get his full blessing because he was still quite sick, only 7 demigods were in his hunt yet, four of which were Greek, A Son Of Khione, Hecate, Kymopoleia, Athena Markus and Alan, Samuel, And Matthew , One was Norse, Jayden, A Son of Freya, One Was Irish, A Child Of Morgan, Dylan and One Was a Son of Bellona, Hugo. He had managed hide his disdain for them and their godly parents, the only reason was because they were his actual children. But his disdain for that changed very quickly…
The whole battlefield was filled with blood, tears, and sweat. Friends, comrades, even family were lost to such tragedy the gods failed to prevent. The sea of incessant blood that was seeping through the ground gave Mother Earth the lust and desire for more demigod blood. Perseus watched as children of the gods, both Roman and Greek, kill each other in the name of their parents. Watching from the heavens were the incapacitated gods, figuring out how to help their demigod children. The gods were splitting in half and they realized they could help neither group or they would end up betraying their children either way.
After the massacre of many demigods, the gods finally descended and decided that these two groups could no longer encounter each other. The survivors had their memories wiped and were sent back to their respective camps. The mist was manipulated to hide both camps from each other. The sad part of it all, the ones that had fallen in the civil war, were forced to be forgotten. To impede the well-earned hate, disdain and utter hatred for each other, both groups' memories of the fallen were wiped clean. In the end, the fallen would be forgotten, their cause forgotten and in the end their lives surmounting to nothing. The American Civil war was a battle between the South and the North. But it also ended up being utter bloodshed between Roman and Greek demigods.
Perseus was watching from the shadows realizing that demigods were no longer worth the disdain he was giving them. The demigods like Andreas, were treated like an afterthought. Demigods were left to their own devices, if they survived great, if they didn't they wouldn't be remembered either way.
Percy fled the scene as soon as the gods descended from the heavens. For his time had not yet come to reveal himself. Percy wouldn't tell anyone, but he was afraid of the Olympians. They were obviously superior to him in power. Nonetheless, if they saw he was a threat to their reign, he would be facing twelve of them against his four hunters and himself. He wasn't going to risk the lives of his hunters either, so he fled.
Years past, after the incident of the most catastrophic war between demigods. Both camps seemed to flourish. The Romans were rebuilding what they called New Rome in San Francisco, while the Greeks were rebuilding and refortifying their home, Camp Half-Blood. Percy helped demigods reach Camp Half-Blood, realizing that only there could they be safe from outside threats. Over the years Percy's heart softened. He was ashamed for wishing ill will on demigods who were not at fault for the gods' doings.
It was a different case for the Romans however. Percy had developed a soft spot for Camp Half-Blood. Unlike the Greeks, Percy still had a heartache when he encountered a Roman demigod. In the end he would help the demigod reach his/her respective destination. But not without doubting himself. He wanted to help demigods as a whole. But the Romans had a history with his parents, something he wasn't willing to forget yet.
Helping demigods became a reoccurring thing for Percy. It was added to his job description. The hunters as a whole didn't mind either, they loved helping mortals and demigods alike. Percy did his traditional hunt of monsters to make it somewhat safer in the world.
A century had passed and Percy's hunters grew in size. From just four members from their foundation to about a fifty strong by the end of the twentieth century. But his duty wasn't always happiness and success.
Flashest Blackest Maximus
It wasn't too long ago, Percy had heard from his hunters that a group of rogue cyclops were lumbering around the area of New York. There was another report that there was a trio of demigods and a satyr trying to reach Camp Half-Blood.
Perseus knew that one of the demigods had to be extremely powerful. The cyclops had caught onto them, they followed them across the states hoping to find their next demigod meal. Since Percy was in the vicinity, he gathered a few hunters to follow him and safely escort them into camp.
However, the demigods were wary of Percy and didn't trust him or his hunters. Percy tried and tried again to convince them that he was there to help them. They refused his help and kept going, but Percy was decided to use his ace card.
"Jason Grace." Thalia looked pale but then looked angry "H-HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT NAME" she yelled.
Andreas caught on pretty quickly to what I was attempting to do, but was unimaginably angry towards the daughter of Zeus, for yelling at me.
Andreas Couldn't Bear any criticism towards me, he the started the plague of Justinian, and the Black Death, alongside multiple famines, for the people who criticized me, case in point the man was fanatic.
"Sorry can't help you, you said you don't need our help" Andreas harshly bit out with actual fire in his eyes "or are you now a hypocrite."
"Who votes for leaving these half-bloods, raise their hands, and who disagrees swear in Hebrew" twenty-five of the thirty members voted in favour for leaving this twat's, I chose not to intervene or vote because I didn't care.
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Percy was currently relaxing with his hunters, after finally killing a rather strong monster, he thought that he and his hunters deserved some rest, until a giant dagger was thrown at him.
Percy easily grabbed the dagger and threw it back at the attacker, "now, how is that a nice welcome, Perce" he heard an all-to-familiar voice say.
"You can reveal yourself Samael, and why attack now, it was me and my hunter's vacation." Percy Jokingly Said but at the end his voice turned cold.
"Oh, I'm sorry Perce if I interrupted your vacation" Samael 'apologised' though it was more sarcastic than you could imagine.
"Lord Elohim , It appears it your son wants to battle me again" Samael Froze when I said Elohim, Lightning roared, the wind became cold, and mild weather turned colder than khione when she is drunk and angry.
"Samael" Lightning and thunder roared "you will apologise to Perseus Now" The Voice Thundered.
"Yes Adoni, forgive me Perseus I did not know you were on vacation" Samael Bowed.
You might be thinking what the hell is going on? Well the answer is simple, when I only had three hunters, my first son Octavian who later become Augustus, his friend Agrippa who I would teach the art of war and strategy, and Andreas who was my most loyal hunter, we were in disguise, he had found a heavily injured young boy, who couldn't be older than ten, I felt pity and sympathy towards the kid and healed him, the kid opened his eyes and asked as to return him to his father, the kid's name was dinel or Daniel in English was the son of a Jewish priest, the priest and his family thanked us immensely, that night I found an angel by the name Samael, and brought us to the Tetragrammaton, he said he would each of us any one wish, Octavian Wished for an everlasting Legacy, Andreas Wished To be on my side for all of eternity, Agrippa wished the same thing as Andreas but for Octavian instead, and I asked him to train me and my hunters.
Well Okay That's an oversimplification of the true story, but that was the truth.
Anyways Me and Samael had developed a friendly rivalry, by our standards, sure we are extreme rivals by the standards of 'normal people' but we also are best friends and when Andreas and I are unavailable Samael is in charge of my hunters, remember me saying I only had a few hunters. That was kinda of a lie, they were the ones I Picked, I had over seven billion angels, ten billion demons, and multiple prophets were listed as my hunters by Samael and the Tetragrammaton they were un-official hunters by me, and official hunters by Samael, this debate had a Major hand in causing WWI, WWII, The Cold War, The War In Afghanistan, The Napoleonic Wars, The Seven Years war, The Opium Wars and every single war after 700 C.E, eventually we both had yield, I could make the unofficial Hunters if they passed some tests.
Anyways if Samael and I were best friends then did I call Elohim you may ask. I was on vacation and I was bored from killing some leviathans, that is why, I didn't have to fight with Samael, it was a Sunday, my hunters were extremely tired, I wanted them to relax, while I have Essentially infinite energy, due to the fact I was trained by the Tetragrammaton, my hunters had a quite lot of energy and didn't need to eat, drink, or sleep. But they could still get very, very tired.
A/N: I am depressed. end of chapter you guys.
Another Thing is When I reread Hunters Of Archer, deep sea made it like the Romans were responsible for Helios and Selene Fading. But Percy was born before the Titanomachy so unless he was immortal or partially immortal he would be dead and old, and the time span between the sack of Troy and The Founding of Rome Was hundreds if not thousands of years apart, and the gladiatorial fights were nowhere as bloody or violent as Media Portrays it, try Searching up Adams Ruins Gladiators, historians believe only 1 out of 10 matches only ended in death or serious injury, Honorius Banned them, Augustus had it Banned If I Recall Correctly, and if it was legal to have a death match one need to have imperial or senatory permission First, because gladiators were extremely expensive, you guys do realize that these were real people who had to be feed, trained, bathed and entertained right? I am being serious here you guys.
Also, did The author of hunters of archer forgot that Eos, the Titan of Dawn, and Dew the sister of Selene and Helios Exist? I am assuming that they just forgot about it. Or maybe she doesn't know.
Also, for those wondering how strong Percy is.
Percy was Trained by GOD, the capital G God for At least two millennia, and the training was harsh as hell and keep in mind Percy has infinite potential.
Imagine the combined powers and abilities and feats of Rimuru Tempest and Veldanava from That time I got reincarnated as a slime, Kratos from God Of War, The Otsutsuki, Uchiha Clan from Naruto, The Gods of Destruction From Dragon Ball Super, all the deities in danmachi, Kirby, Alien X from Ben 10, Zeno from Dragon Ball Super, Darth Revan, Darth Nihilus, Darth Vader, Darth Plagues, and all the sith and Jedi from Star Wars, Aqua From God's Blessing on this wonderful world or Konosuba, Bill Cipher From Gravity Falls, Daniel From that Crap that James Jackson or onision wrote like Reaper's Creek, Dean and Sam Winchester From Supernatural, Anos Voldigoad from demon academy, Naruto and Sasuke From Naruto, The Time-lords, and Time Itself from Doctor who, the god-hand from Berserk, Time Baby From Gravity Falls, Q's Race from Star Trek, Darkness or Amara from supernatural, and all angels expect Samael from the abrahamic religions, Thanos With infinity gauntlet, death and dream of the endless from detective comics comics, the living tribunal from Marvel Comics, Super-boy Prime from Detective Comics Comics, Chaos From Aladdin the animated series, Doctor Manhattan form The watchman, Alan Dracula from infinity train, and Sung Jinwoo from Solo Leveling, but a thousand-fold, and if you're asking we doesn't he just end the Olympians? Simple The Tetragrammaton told him it would be best if he didn't, not that the Tetragrammaton will stop him, and Percy is a bit lazy alongside the fact that he his half-blood hunters don't want to end the Olympians just yet, and I made Percy, this over-powered because you know he was trained by the Tetragrammaton and I wanted to make as over-powered as possible without him being Omnipotent. Well technically Rimuru Tempest might be omnipotent. But ignore that fact. And the fact that a reviewer fugy didn't want him to be under-powered and I misinterpreted that as make him nigh-omnipotent.
Because frankly, let's face it I make bigger holes in my stories and ideas than Swiss cheese has holes.
Next chapter I'll give you the profile of hunters.
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