Until I Bleed Out
Percy woke up, and his back fucking hurt.
He got up, naked, and walked to the full-body mirror in the closet, and saw the scratch marks on his back. He rolled his eyes, but smiled.
That woman was going to be the death of him, he swore.
He noticed he had basically twelve hickeys all across his neck and jaw. What did she do last night?
He put on a shirt, and snapped his fingers, and the hickeys were gone. The scratches remained, however.
It was nearly 2pm when he'd woken up, and Annabeth was dead asleep. He didn't want to wake her up, rather he just sat on the bed next to her.
"What time did we go to bed last night?" She grumbled from her pillow.
"You mean this morning?" he said back, and she rolled over, smiling.
"Hey, lovely." He said to her. She rolled her eyes.
"I hate you. Still." She said, getting up, walking to the closet, but Percy caught her when she tried to cross past him.
"Love you too." He said, leaning down into the kiss. He tried not to read her thoughts, but they were so loud and clear, something that he didn't want to repeat, about shape-shifting penis making her unable to walk. He cringed.
"Maybe your one true blessing is your abnormal ability to make me walk with a limp." She said, walking past him from the closet, winking. The gown she wore revealed a whole lot, and Percy's eyebrows shot up.
"Are you going to come and make breakfast with me, God boy?" She said, looking back at him.
She was going to be the death of him.
X
Aphrodite had a god damned fun night. The love that Perseus and Annabeth radiated was as good as the greatest book ever, and Christ Almighty did she love reading it over and over. She walked, or rather, skipped, into the throne room on Olympus, catching some weird glances.
"You're rather happy today." Artemis grumbled.
"You wouldn't understand, maiden!" She sung. "Love is such a beautiful element!" She sung some more. Artemis rolled her eyes.
"Care to inform, Aphrodite?" Hera asked.
"Oh nothing, just the son of Order and the daughter of Chaos's love is unmatched! True soulmates, alpha primates who love rough-" She was cut off by Hera.
"We get the gist, Aphrodite. Thank you." She said, fake-smiling. Aphrodite nodded, and noticed a depressed look on Artemis's face.
"There is no god damned WAY!" She screamed, pointing at Artemis.
X
Omega looked at the scroll with curiosity. It appeared when he woke up, and he didn't want to bother Chloe, so he went to the hills to read it, alone. It was in ancient Greek, all about relinquishing ties, and he thought he knew what it was about.
"I'm glad you're already alone." Omega whirled on whoever was behind him, only to find Percy there, in a long sleeve white t-shirt and shorts.
"Why are you here?" Omega asked.
"Am I not allowed to visit you? Or are you already mad at me?" Percy smirked. Omega rolled his eyes.
"What's this scroll, I'm assuming, you've given me?" he asked. Percy's eyebrows raised.
"Have you read it already?" Omega nodded. "Good. It's an ancient spellbreak, or in this case, blessing removal." Percy said, smiling. Omega's heart dropped.
"We're doing that already?" Percy frowned.
"What's wrong with right now? Have plans? New girlfriend?" he said suggestively. Omega blushed.
"Nothing's wrong with today. Sorry." Omega said, bowing his head.
"Raise your head, child. You're about to scream for days straight. I'll even send you to my father so some of the pain negates and nobody will hear you. Your Kylie girl… or whatever her name is… will be informed of your absence and why you're absent, so do not worry."
"Do you even know her real name? She's in your army now…" Omega trailed off.
"I know her name, her parent's name, her grandfather's name, and what her son's name will be. Do not tempt my knowledge. I merely act as if I don't for…" He looked away, thinking. "Fun." Omega sighed.
"Let's get it over with." Omega said, and Percy gave him a saddened face, and nodded, teleporting them to a black room, the same one where Percy originally talked with Tartarus and his father.
"Order isn't here now, but he will be, to oversee your transition, and make sure your soul accepts the blessings." Percy said, pulling the same scroll from thin air, and summoning a bowl full of a murky-dark red liquid. He pulled a knife from the ground, kneeling, setting the bowl down. He wrapped his hand around the knife, slitting open his palm, a pure white blood pouring out from his palm, into the bowl, lightening the bowl's liquid to a blood red.
"Drink it." Percy said, putting the bowl forth to Omega. Omega was caught off guard.
"Your blood is in there-"
"It numbs the pain, slightly, and prepares your body for the transition."
"What transition? There was nothing as such with Erebus and Nyx's blessings…" Omega asked.
"Well they're puny protogenois, I'm the most powerful deity in the universe." Percy smiled. Omega sighed, defeated, and grabbed the bowl.
The first swig tasted horrible – the worst thing he's ever tasted in his life, but after the first swig, it started to taste better, and better, and better, until his head started to hurt, unimaginable pains in his head. He screamed, and screamed.
Percy waved his hand over Omega's forehead, "Sleep." and the nineteen year old dropped. Percy prayed the soup had taken effect, and covered his arm in a black liquid, reaching into Omega's chest, the same way he did with Kappa's.
He felt around, from his lungs to his heart, before pulling out two pitch black, marble-sized orbs.
"Thank you, Erebus and Nyx." The orbs faded from existence, into an unknown realm.
Percy looked down onto the teenager, and summoned a bed.
"Rest well, Alexander. I have greater plans for you."
X
In his dreams, Omega saw many things, from what he thought was his future, a marriage, a war, but the thing that was most surprising was waking up in a winter forest, snow falling down onto his face.
"Glad you've awoken." Omega whirled around to see a tan man in a black suit, with brown hair, clearly uncombed, and brown eyes.
"My son has told me much about you, Alexander." The man said, standing, offering a hand to Alex, who took it, and got up. The person stood over four inches above Alex, and looked down upon him.
"It appears he's already removed the curse." The man's hand went to his chin, stroking a beard that wasn't there. "How do you want to do this? Do you want the blessings now, or later?" The man asked Alex.
"Uhm… What blessings?" The man laughed.
"My blessings. It was apart of the deal, was it not?" The man said, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't even know who you are, man." The man laughed again, waving Alex off.
"I'm Order. One of two original creators of the universe, father of Perseus." Alex's heart dropped. No wonder he'd felt a strange power surrounding the world when he was with Erebus and Nyx.
"Aren't you faded? And supposed to be dead?" Alex asked. Order shook his head.
"Benefits to your son being the most powerful being in the universe, some laws, we do not abide by." Order turned, sitting on a tree stump, and conjuring one opposite him, and Alex sat. "There was this curse, long, long ago, placed by me, onto my son, Perseus, to forbid him from eternally loving his now fiance, soon to be wife, Annabeth." Alex recognized that name as the beautiful blonde woman he saw back in Berlin. "The same curse not only forebode love, but also locked away half of Perseus's power, in my realm. Recently, he was in a situation, that required that power back, and I made a plan with him, a deal, his immortality, for the entirety of the curse to be removed." Order sighed. "I wish I'd never placed the curse, but I guess it did help me in the end, I would be dead had I not. Anyways, Percy and I had made a plan to deceive everyone, as they thought Percy was now a mortal, and living his one lifetime with his wife. The Olympians still believe as such, and I think more than half the primordial council are yet to catch on to my son's deception."
"You didn't take his immortality?" Alex asked.
"I did, I ripped it from his soul without mercy."
"But how do you toy with mortality like that? Isn't godhood something powerful?" said Alex. Order laughed in response.
"Boy, Percy could shred mortality from the entire Olympian council from an opposite end of the universe. To him, it's nothing, merely a thought and it's changed. It was the same for me back then."
"Back then?" Order looked up into the sky.
"I was stronger then, now I am merely reduced to that of maybe Erebus or Nyx, and at least, Zeus. I am no longer as strong as I was, for my time is coming soon. After this war, barring anything that my son has planned, which at this point, not even I can tell, I will fade to the void, to still have my imprint on the world." Alex nodded.
"And you're here to give me your blessing?"
"The last one I will ever bestow, I believe. I will make it quick, but the strongest. My son's blessing shall give you abilities and powers beyond belief, and mine will merely amplify that." Order said.
"Thank you, Lord Order." Alex said, rising from his stump, only to bow before the god. Order laughed.
"Don't bow, boy. As I see it, we're partners now, and any friend of my son's is a friend of mine." Alex understood.
"Now, sleep. When you wake up, you might feel different."
Alex blacked out.
X
Erebus traversed the busy streets of Yure, a planet in the northern division of Arthesia, his cloak on, face covered, walking quickly. He searched and searched, to no avail.
Aragon, where are you?
The shop he quested for did not appear, until he turned a corner, and saw a sign with a certain imprint and symbols on it, reading 'Aragon's Potions and Spells.' Erebus entered.
The shop was very tight, something you might find in downtown Cairo, but had everything Erebus thought he needed. He looked to his left, and a snake-like human slithered behind the counter nodded to him. Erebus went through the curtains, and before him was a poker game, and around the table were a bunch of men, varying in size and race, but at the head, a Asian human sat, with spiky black hair, and a wrap covering his left eye.
"Erebus." The man said, not batting an eye at the primordial. "I've been expecting you."
"We need to talk, Aragon. I need a poison, stronger than anything you've ever made." Erebus said, almost begging. The man's eye flicked up to Erebus.
"You do know those are universally illegal, and some say if you're caught, Chaos herself will kill you."
"I don't care about Chaos. I need a poison to kill the son of Order." Aragon dropped his deck of cards.
"There is no such being named Order." Aragon growled.
"There is. Brother to Chaos, previously the most powerful being in the universe, but now his son is, Quasar." The temperature dropped to below freezing, and one of the men fainted.
"Don't you dare say his name here, you fool." Aragon said, standing, and walking to Erebus. "You may hold power back on Earth, but here, you are nothing but a regular mortal. The man you speak of, is indeed the most powerful in the universe, but now leads the strongest army as well."
"I know of the army he leads. A measly three hundred, supremely outnumbered by mine." Erebus scoffed, and Aragon punched him in the jaw.
"His armies are the strongest in the universe. I don't doubt that one of his lowest ranking members can mirror that of the strongest demigod alive. Do not doubt the three hundred. They've fought battles against armies of millions and only lost two, the legend of Iridonia stands true." Aragon growled.
"Why do you wish for this poison?" Aragon said, and Erebus released a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
"I don't want to risk anything. I want to kill him, swift, without damage, without risking my life."
"Scared you won't be able to fight him, man to man?" Aragon smirked at the god.
"I can fight him, but I don't wish to. Too much risk."
"Coward." Aragon spat at Erebus. "I'll make the poison, but I wish for something in return." Erebus's heart dropped.
"What do you want Aragon?" Erebus's teeth clenched.
"Hmmm… what is of value… that you own?" Aragon wondered. "I could take your domains, but I'm assuming those won't be yours, very… very soon." Erebus wanted to rip his throat out.
"Give me Nyx, and I'll guarantee the poison within the next half year." Aragon said, smirking smugly at Erebus.
"Think of something else." Erebus said.
"Nyx, take it or leave it." Aragon's smile remained true, and his boys around the room had a similar smile on their faces. Erebus's face suddenly twisted into a smile as well.
"Deal."
X
Percy came back to Stockholm to find Annabeth knee-deep in drawings of a building.
"How's that coming?" He asked, taking off his shoes, and walking to her to give her a kiss.
"Well. Have you thought about our lives post-war?" She asked, looking away from the paper, up to him.
"Not really." He said, pulling out her chair, and picking her up, much to her delight. "Trying to live in the moment. But whatever you want to do, we'll do it. No matter the planet." He finished, carrying her bridal-style to the couch, where he sat, with her lying between his legs.
"Maybe if I'm lucky enough, I'll have a certain blonde girl with me for eternity." He whispered in her ear, and she shivered, smiling up at him.
"What were you drawing," he said, looking away from her, and grabbing the TV remote, flipping between Swedish channels.
"A house idea I have… that's why I asked the question." She mumbled, and Percy's eyes flicked to her.
"Go on…" he said.
"I just… I like Earth, and I'm really into architecture, as you know, and I want to design the house we're going to live in… forever." She said, staring up into his eyes.
"I love you." he said, kissing her. She flipped around, and straddled him.
"I think I love you." She responded, smirking. Percy faked hurt.
"Think? And to believe I went through all of this just for you…" he rolled his eyes, and Annabeth laughed, kissing him.
shorter chapter sry - but we ball. sorry i didn't upload yesterday, a calculus test kicked my ass :) thank u
