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Test Kingsley: How would you like to start Mrs. Jac- Zoe?
Zoe: What do you know of Percy's coming into this world?
Test: Just that he was born by some ancient ritual during the first Titan War.
Zoe: Why don't I start there then…
Two figures stood in a room admiring a small bundle in one of their arms.
"Its complete...the ritual." said a masculine voice.
"Yes, and look he's beautiful." said a female voice from the other figure holding the small bundle.
"He is indeed." replied the same masculine voice.
The small bundle now identified as a young baby with tufts of black hair started to cry at that instant.
"Shhh calm down, its ok…" The woman trailed off as she reached the end of her sentence.
"What is wrong Hestia?" asked the male.
"What shall we name our child?" the woman now known as Hestia asked. Hestia was a beautiful goddess with orange eyes, brown hair and slender body. She always had a calming aura around her and made people feel at ease when they were near her.
"How about Perseus?" asked the man.
"That is a suitable name Poseidon. Although I am not sure whether I want our child to be named the Destroyer." said Hestia. Poseidon was a handsome god with a muscular build and power shining in his sea green eyes. He was tall with jet black hair. Poseidon was untameable, he could not be control just like the sea.
"It's all right, Hestia." Poseidon said. "He will need to have a strong name due to his destiny." The goddess of the hearth nodded quietly, still staring at and cradling the bawling child.
"Perseus, please stop crying." whispered Hestia to the small baby.
Hearing his mother's voice the baby stopped crying and opened his eyes. His irises shocked both of his parents with their intensity. Perseus' eyes were a swirl of both Poseidon's sea green and Hestia's orange hues, but what shocked them the most were the small flecks of gold in his eyes.
Voicing both of their thoughts, Poseidon said haltingly, "Do you think…that those flecks…"
"Yes, but either way I will care for him with all my heart. He is our little boy." was all Hestia replied.
"You know when Zeus sees this he will be furious." said Poseidon.
"I do not care what he thinks! I will not let him lay a finger on Perseus!" snapped Hestia shocking Poseidon. In all the years he had known his sister, he had never seen her raise her voice even once. He watched curiously as she cradled the boy closer to her chest, murmuring to him quietly all the while.
"Do not worry sister, he will have to go through me first." Poseidon said with determination.
"Come, let us call a meeting with our brothers and sister and tell them what has occurred this morning." said Hestia, tickling the boy on his sternum.
Perseus gurgled, happily waving his fists in the air as they moved towards the rest of the Olympians.
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"Poseidon, Hestia, why is it that you have decided to call this meeting? For that matter, what are you holding?" asked Zeus eyeing the bundle of blankets suspiciously.
"In my arms is a baby-"
"A BABY!" roared Zeus, cutting off Hestia. "HOW DARE YOU TWO BE FOOLING AROUND IN THE MIDDLE OF A WAR!" By now Zeus was standing up with his fist clenched.
Poseidon stepped protectively in front of Hestia and Perseus. From beside Zeus, Hera stepped forward.
"Peace brother, let us hear what they have to say and explain why they have a baby." She reasoned.
"This baby was created not by intercourse, but through an ancient ritual that has existed for a long time, far before the Titans. Perhaps used around the time of the Primordials." explained Hestia. To say Zeus, Hades, Hera, and Demeter were in shock was an understatement.
"Exactly how did you obtain this ritual?" asked a curious Hades.
"Hestia was visited by the Fates, they told her what to do and not to reveal how the ritual works unless she wishes to die a painful death before she could tell you." explained Poseidon.
"Then how do you know?" asked Demeter.
"I don't. When she came for me, she had done everything. All I had to do was put some of my ichor into whatever it is she made." answered Poseidon.
"What is the child's name?" asked Hera.
"Perseus." answered Hestia.
"May we see him?" asked Hera.
Hestia nodded and walked over to where Hera was sitting before revealing Perseus.
"He's very cute." she said.
"I want to see!" exclaimed Demeter. Hades had followed her to go see the boy for himself. Zeus watched from where he was standing pondering what was happening in front of him.
"What was the reason of Perseus being born?" asked Zeus.
Poseidon made eye contact with Hestia before she nodded to him with a sad smile on her face. "As much as Hestia and I dislike it, we need all the help in this war against Father. We don't have many options here."
"Is he immortal?" asked Zeus.
"No." Poseidon stated simply.
"Then what is the boy?" Zeus questioned.
"He has purely godly blood flow through him, yet he is not immortal and his blood is red for some reason."
"A pseudo god then." said Hera.
"A demigod, possibly the first and last of his kind." finalized Hestia.
"Then we will train the boy when he becomes of age. For now I expect you to raise him better than Father raised us." Zeus said, sneering the title of the Titan Lord with distaste. "The rest of you see where we can gain support." ordered Zeus before leaving the room.
"He took it better than I thought he would…" Poseidon trailed off.
"His eyes!" exclaimed Demeter, pointing to his cornea as Perseus had just woken up from his nap, surprisingly being able to sleep through Zeus' fit. He grabbed her finger and started gumming on it, kicking his feet in Hestia's arms all the while.
"H-he has a mix of both your eyes and..." Hera said, stuttering.
"Brother, sister, why does he have golden flecks in his eyes?" asked Hades.
"The ritual must have made Perseus inherit some of Father's power since he is both of our fathers." explained Hestia.
"If you two do not mind, I would like to bless him. If he is not immortal, he will need all the power he can get." Hades said, looking at the young child with compassion.
"You may." said Hestia.
Hades reached out to Perseus with two fingers and put them on his forehead. He muttered something before a glow emitted from his hand and Perseus' forehead. After the glowing faded Perseus had stopped kicking; his eyes were closed again and he unconsciously gripped the index finger of the goddess of the harvest, holding it in his mouth.
"His body will adjust. Let him rest." said Hades, removing his hand.
~~~Line Break~~~
"Faster!" yelled a man as he blocked a sword mid swing.
There were two male figures dueling. One was bigger in size than the older. Sounds of metal hitting each other could be heard clanging throughout the area. The smaller figure had jet black hair and strange yet mesmerizing eyes. They were a constant swirl of sea green and orange with black and golden flecks dancing around.
"C'mon Perseus! Use what you have learned." screamed the man.
Perseus sent a torrent of fire at the man then shadow traveled behind the man and slashing his back. The man screamed in pain swinging himself around to find no one there. Getting a tingling sensation on his neck the man whipped around just in time to block a celestial bronze sword coming at him. The man locked his swords with Perseus, slowly pushing him back because he had more mass and muscle. Being overpowered, Perseus had to think fast. He decided to try something he has been wanting to try. Perseus twisted his wrist and with a flick of his hand he sent his opponent's sword flying. The man stumbled allowing Perseus to smack him with the flat of his blade.
"Yield father." said Perseus holding the sword to Poseidon's neck.
"I yield." said Poseidon.
Perseus grinned and extended his arm to help his father up onto his feet. There was loud clapping behind the pair.
"Good job Percy." said Hestia.
"Thanks mom." Percy said, blushing slightly.
"Congratulations Percy. You have finally beaten me, you have come far in your training. There is a lot more for you to learn however. By the way where did you learn how to do that?" said Poseidon.
"Thank you dad, and don't worry I will keep on practicing. As for the disarming, its just something I have been thinking about and wanted to try it." explained Percy.
"Well it was very smart of you. Now go wash up, we have something special for you." said Hestia.
Percy nodded and went to go wash off the sweat from training and change into a new set of clothes. Poseidon and Hestia watched as he left the arena.
"I can't believe our boy has grown so much. Its already his tenth birthday today." said Hestia, her eyes watering.
Poseidon gave Hestia a comforting hug, "Don't cry now sister. He will be able to take care of himself out there. I hate it as much as you do, but you know he will want to help fight in this war."
"I know, thats what worries me." explained Hestia.
Half an hour later Percy came back to the arena seeing a note on the floor. He picked it up, and it read: 'Go to the meeting room.' Percy guessed that was the best thing to do. He walked down the corridors in their hideout. He came to a pair of double doors leading to the meeting room. Percy reached for door and opened it and looked inside to find it completely dark. He walked into the room and the room was illuminated by fire.
"Happy Birthday!" A series of voices chorused.
Percy looked around the room in confusion to see his parents, aunts and uncles standing there. The confusion however, quickly faded.
"Thanks you all so much!" Yelled an overjoyed Percy, bouncing up and down.
Poseidon and Hestia walked up to him with their hands behind their backs.
"Percy close your eyes and hold out your hands." said his mother.
Percy followed their directions waiting patiently for whatever his parents were going to do. He felt two cool pieces of metal get placed into his hands.
"Open your eyes Percy." said Poseidon.
Percy opened his eyes to find a pair of twin xiphos is his hands. He inspected the two swords to see they were both made of celestial bronze but one had and orangeish red tint while the other had a greenish blue tint to it. Inscripted onto the greenish blue tinted one, it said Maelstrom. Inscripted onto the orangeish red tinted xipho, it said Solar Flare. Percy swung them around, admiring the balance as he swung. They had just the right amount of weight, without dragging him down.
"Thank you for the swords!" exclaimed Perseus excitedly.
"Anything for my little boy." said Hestia.
"I also have something for you as well." Said an approaching Hades, quiet as always. The god held out a black cloaked outfit.
"Why don't you try it on." He suggested. Percy quickly nodded and put the garb on and it fit perfectly. He put up the hood and it covered people from seeing his face, but he could see everyone perfectly fine.
"I thought it would be good for stealth missions and so the Titans wouldn't see his face." explained Hades.
"Good thinking." said Poseidon.
"These gifts are amazing! Best gifts I ever got!" exclaimed Percy.
"I think the boy is ready then. Time to see if he is ready." came Zeus.
"Brother you're crazy! He is only ten years old!" shouted Poseidon.
"You can't be serious?" Hestia asked incredulously.
"Mom, dad, what are you and uncle Zeus talking about?" asked a confused Percy.
"A mission." Zeus stated.
"Zeus stop this madness. He is not ready yet." said Hestia.
"Mom it's fine. You can't protect me forever. I want to help so we don't have to hide anymore." Percy said confidently. He wasn't arrogant, but he knew his capabilities.
"See, he insists anyways. Very well let us brief him on this rescue mission." ordered Zeus.
Test: The first and last of his kind?
Zoe: The gods did not know about mortals or demi titans. You must remember they went into hiding after Zeus freed them from Kronos' stomach.
Test: To be thrown into a war at ten years old must have been crazy. I guess I know how the legend got his legendary gear.
Zoe: Yes, those swords saved many lives many times, including mine. This is just the beginning of the tale of the saviour of Olympus.
AN: I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! Please leave a review on what you liked and any feedback would be great!