XI - Passage of Time Pt 2

I found myself waking up… again in a place I had never been before. Oh, and I was naked. I was in a temple of sorts. But not of a kind I recognized. I swung my legs over to the floor and found a black tunic and black pants next to my feet. Suddenly I realized I did not have my stuff except my ring on my finger. I looked around frantically until I saw them on a mahogany table on the other side of the room, I rushed over and counted each of my pieces of equipment until finally relaxing when I realized everything was there. Well except for my clothes but they weren't anything special. I walked back over to the tunic and pants folded neatly on the floor and pulled them both on. Then went to the table and pulled on my necklace and put on my belt. I strapped my dagger onto my thigh and placed my pouch and bow rod back on my belt. I sighed knowing that some of my loot was still back in my tent under the sea. However, I knew that Phorcys would look after it.

After double-checking my gear I walked out of the room. I was in a dining area and a lanky older man sat at the head of the table. He was bald and had a long grey beard. He looked up at me with a big smile.

"Ah… I was wondering when you would get up," he said with a smile still on his face.

I looked at him in confusion "where am I? Who are you?"

He nodded. "Come walk with me. I will answer all of your questions."

We walked out of the building and I found myself on the side of a mountain. Below us, I could see the ocean and behind me was a beautiful garden with vibrant pink flowers.

The man saw what I was looking at. "Do you like my garden? The Kosumosus are particularly vibrant at this time of year."

I nodded.

"To answer your first question we are on Mount Kagoshima, you had washed up on the beach during low tide down at the local village. I was visiting and when I found you I brought you back up to my monastery. To your second question, I am Futsunushi the Japanese god of swords, martial arts, and conquest."

I figured he was a god. "Why am I here."

His face formed a thoughtful expression. "I do not know exactly, but I have this feeling that I am meant to teach you what I know."

I nodded again. Things like this were not uncommon in my life. However, he was not done. "You will face many dangers in your lifetime. I do not know what or how I know this but I feel I can help prepare you." He looked at me curiously. "Come your training begins now."

I spent 11 years at the monastery training. Futsunushi or Futsun as I called him taught me many things in the course of my time there. I had thought that my uncle Taurturus had taught me almost everything but I was wrong. I learned to make my body into a deadly weapon. Futsun taught me how to use all forms of swords and weaponry and if there was a weapon he had not encountered before he gave me the tools to learn to use it. I was taught many forms of martial arts but the main thing I was taught was how to use my elements combined with it. He taught me a form of ice, darkness, and water. And other forms as well. He also taught me how to use a shuriken. Using an old Nemean Lion pelt I created a pouch that I added to my belt. Inside I placed several silver shurikens that served different purposes. I had some that contained smoke, others that contained greek fire, some that held poison, and others just were plain silver. On each of them, I carved the same rune that Etri had taught me for my sword and linked it to my pouch. So that they would always return.

Futsun was like a joyful uncle and our walks through his garden reminded me of the times with the king of Sparta in the early mornings. But that was many many years ago.

After 11 years I became one of the monks at Futsunushi's monastery. I spent 39 years there protecting and learning from the knowledge the monastery held. During those years Futsun encouraged me to visit the Slavic deities in Russia.

I spent a year searching for them but only managed to find Zorya, the Goddess of Dusk and Dawn still standing at her post opening the gates of the sky to let the sun out and back in. I asked her where the others were and she told me that they were in hiding. They had trapped Chzernabog, the black god who represents evil, darkness, and misfortune in a dark dimension as he was growing more powerful though the others were getting weaker. In Russia, Christianity had become the major religion and the gods and goddesses were not as strong as they used to be. Since Chzernabog had been locked up, Bielebog, his brother, the white god who represents goodness and light, placed himself in hibernation to keep the balance between good and evil.

As I was leaving she grabbed my arm and gave me a hard look, "Beware the sky demigod."

She said no more and I returned to the monastery confused. When I had told Futsun what she had said he stared into the distance with a far-off look as if he was seeing something. "I believe she has given you sound advice," he had said, "But I do not believe you will know what she meant for many more years."

I was in the garden when I knew it was time to leave. I do not know how but I seemed to feel the flame of the west leave Germany. I did not know where it went but I knew that It was time I went home.

I went to Tartarus first, to the mansions of Nyx. It had been almost a century since I last saw any of them and a party was held to commemorate my coming home. I also got to see a very annoyed Alpha who had missed me. I was told the flame had moved to France. After the dinner was over I was approached by my Aunt Anake. She told me that the Fates had seen 3 demigods rising to power in the future. Those demigods were crucial in shaping the world but would grow too powerful and I would have to kill them once they had done their job.

I had reluctantly agreed but only after Anake had pleaded with me. The first name I had to kill was a man named Napoleon. However, I was told that was not for several years.

In France, I spent time as a musician and artist. I learned to play the piano and I always had a great singing voice. As an Artist I mainly drew, I painted a few times but I was just more of a drawer. I caught the eye of Apollo when he realized I was a demi-god and we had some drinks together. I told him the same as Hermes. I was an immortal son of Thanatos however not telling him about Poseidon. He thought I was great and he asked me to call him up anytime I wanted a wingman, drinking buddy, or party friend.

Many years later I completed my task and killed Napoleon, a son of Hades.

The flame went to Spain next.

It was a time of much exploring and I was even on a few voyages. I remember well when Christopher Columbus came back sprouting things like "I found a new continent." First no he didn't people/beings have known about that continent for centuries and two he came back saying things like he was a hero and raving nonsense stuff.

The flame was not in Spain long before it moved to Britain and the United kingdom.

There were stories about pilgrims going to the other continent which angered the king. I became friends with William Shakespeare, A son of Apollo. He even gave me his first copy of Othello. I had a run-in with the Pirate Edward Teach, or Blackbeard as he liked to be called, a son of Ares. I found it hilarious when he wanted me to walk the plank and I could breathe underwater. Went drinking with Apollo and Hermes a lot after they found out they both knew me.

Finally, the flame moved to the US.

It moved after the revolutionary war and I decided to take up teaching in New York for a while. I know what all of you might be thinking I look fifteen but I forgot to mention that I am very skilled at using the mist and to people who are not demigods, monsters or gods I look 23. I also decided to use the mist to cover my roman tattoo.

After America had expanded there was the civil war. What I learned though is that there was a camp in New York for Greek demigods and one in the west for Romans as well. They were also fighting while the Union and the Confederacy were fighting. I chose to remain neutral in the fight except keep my fathers, grandfathers, and grandmothers forms in check.

Before that all happened however I helped Hermes protect his daughter, a slave who was leading other slaves to safety. Her name was Harriet Tubman.

After the 1800's I became a school teacher again using the mist to make me older and lived in a spacious apartment with Alpha who to mortals looked like a black lab.

I was finally given my last two names to kill in the mid-1900s. Adolf Hitler a son of Hades and Joseph Stalin a son of Ares. I killed both of them including Hitler's wife, a child of Hecate who was almost as guilty as he was.

After they were killed I lived in the House of Nyx for many years. Helping out demigods every once in a while.

[A.N: Well we are officially in the present. And it only took 12 chapters I think. Also Again sorry the chapters were on the shorter side. I'll post again tomorrow.]