The First World Reappears
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3rd POV
Reyna sat in the Principia staring at her daughter Ananke. She silently mused that if any of the members of Camp Jupiter knew that there was a primordial goddess in their midst, they would find their faces twitching with abject fear, nausea and prickling coldness running down their spines.
She sighed, "Ananke, tell Nesoi to go and free Thanatos and the returned lost treasures of this camp. And tell Chronos to destroy the Giants."
Ananke looked at Reyna and nodded. Her eyes turned white gold as she passed along the message. When the light from eyes died down she looked at her mother curiously. "Mother, do you know what's happening?"
"Yes, but I very much hope that I am wrong," Reyna shook her head grimly. "I haven't felt this on edge in fifty million Grand Cycles."
Ananke felt a hot current of energy that startled her, she ran so quickly for the door that it looked like she teleported there. She opened the door leading outside and she saw the gathering of thunderclouds that looked like they wanted to rend the Earth. Lightning within those clouds hissed.
She felt that from clouds that there was a vast and unfathomable influence of her father's blood age being ignited. To someone at her level of power, she could feel the vast and horrifying power of her father's ancient blood. She let out a cold breath as she saw the Pillar of the world ocean crack and hit Nereus with a madness inducing backlash.
Ananke saw Nereus throwing his head back laughing with fervour of madness as a hole of The Dark Abyss open in the heavens.
"Oh no…" Ananke heard her mother whisper with an expression of horror.
Just as she was about to flash towards her father, she felt her mother's hand grasp her own. "Go find Frank and Hazel. Bring them here along with Hylla and her Amazons. I will call for a Senate meeting. Oh how I had forgotten the horror. Yet they come so soon."
"The Zhang boy has power he has yet to realise and an unfulfilled journey he must take to his home." said Ananke. "Its best to allow him to reach his home. He must learn about his gift and his curse."
"While that may be true if it was a minor war against Gaea, its not true at this moment in time," responded Reyna with a frown. "His gift will make no impact whatsoever in this situation. You and your siblings are far too young to remember what is to come."
"Mother I…" Ananke hesitated.
"Plans change my sweet child. You are still young and don't understand the dark omen of that woeful eye." Reyna shook her head and stroked her daughter cheek as she gazed at the Abyssal Eye. "Bring them here. His legacy can be granted without the quest. We simply don't have much time. We must plan."
"It cant be that bad mother," Ananke said but the panicked eyes of her mother shook her heart.
"Go get them, your father will be here too."
Ananke looked at the panic stricken face of her mother and nodded as she then disappeared.
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Percy watched as a dark golden light pierced through to the heavens from both Nereus and the Pillar of the World Ocean. He noticed that the light was not pure and that it had traces of malevolency and corruption and his stomach began to churn with trepidation at what was to come next.
Through the power of the dark corrupted golden light, the Abyssal eye began to open. From the eye there radiated an ancient evilness that filled Percy with worry. He had a feeling that the quest to find Thanatos suddenly meant nothing. A wave of power blew through the world like wave of hot humid air that caused one to feel shortness in their breath.
"This is all wrong," Percy said to himself. "That energy…"
Percy shivered in shock and his eyes landed on Nereus with a ghastly face. The energy from the eye was not right. It didn't feel like the energy that belonged in the realm of Mortals. Worse yet it didn't feel like the energy of Percy's kind. The energy was so cold and full of madness, but the magnitude of power was immense to the point that it was completely equal to that of Percy's true form.
'We have been betrayed to our enemies,' thought Percy glumly.
Percy was startled as he continued to watch the energy of the eye increase when he began to hear a chant coming from the Abyssal eyes and his heart shook as he remembered an event that ended many grand cycles ago. Only now did the chant begin again and he knew that they would have to abandon the quest for Thanatos. It was no longer important. The beings that kidnapped him would have no choice but release him. The most devastating war in all of existence was about to begin again.
The realisation frightened him greatly. He looked at Nereus and cursed him. Just the baleful being who owned that horrid power acting from his own realm was bad enough. Now, Percy and him will meet again. He was about to get his wish. The task his parents had given was about to begin.
After a few second the chant became clearer to his ear as it disrupted his thoughts:
They come!
They come!
They come and the gates of Despair shall open!
They come burning with fury!
They come bearing the flames of war!
They come to turn the seas to blood!
They come to burn the worlds to ash and smoke!
They come and bring woe unto all!
They come and the Ascension Wars shall begin once more!
The Abyssal eye opened and began to expand covering the skies filling it with baleful darkness that blotted out the sun. Within minutes the whole planet was plunged into the dark abyss. As the eye stopped expanding silence had taken its place as the bringer of dark woe in one's heart.
The skies changed instantly and he saw himself looking dreadfully at fourteen malevolent statues on simple yet terrifyingly cold, but elegant thrones made of a white opaque stone that looked very much like marble, but it couldn't have been marble as the thrones looked ancient beyond what is fathomable. Marble couldn't possibly last so long. These thrones sat in a vast open chasm of space so terrifying that even Tartarus would have heart palpitations if he were to be there. The thrones sat in the Nether Heaven in the very heart of the sea of Decay. This alone spoke of their immense power and existential foundations.
Each statue's eyes looked to be closed, but suddenly their eyes snapped open. The power held within their collective gaze caused time and space to whither and galaxies and black holes to decay, collapse and scatter into nothingness. "Hydros! I will have my vengeance!" one of the awakened statues declared with an oddly whisper soft voice that would have been as sweet angelic harp were it not for the crisp balefulness. "Fifty million grand cycles I have waited for the ascension war to begin again. This time it will be you and I. Mark my words Eternal, I will avenge my father, my mother and claim my place as holder of the burning throne as ruler of existence! "
Percy snorted as his eyes flashed with memories of a far distant past as the scene changed again and this time there was another group of fourteen statues on their thrones. These statues were different from the other group. Percy felt happy looking at them. One of the statues in fact looked like him or was it the other way around. He knew that those were not statues at all, but rather their true forms in deep slumber.
Next to his true form was his beloved wife Thesis who looked like a merger of the stern, regal temperament of Reyna with the proud, casual loftiness and practicality of Annabeth. In his eyes it was good to see his wife again in her true incarnation instead of the fractured form.
Far off in the distance, Percy saw four massive war horses pulling behind them an unfathomably large planet. This was planet so large that galaxies became like grains of sand. It was a planet that was larger by many times than the entire universe. Wherever the planet passed, space distorted and almost crumbled altogether. Even Percy's heart shook with respect. That planet deserved the utmost respect. It was the first planet in all of existence.
"Soon!" he announced to himself sorrowfully before turning back towards the direction of camp Jupiter and his form dissolved and was scattered by the cool summer breeze.
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Reyna had already called for the Senate to gather again. This time though, Octavian looked like he was scheming something that would not be for anyone's benefit. Even before anything was said, she knew that Octavian had already sawn seeds of strife within their hearts.
"Praetor, have we not already been given a quest?" asked Octavian.
"That quest no longer means anything." Reyna looked at the Augur. "The war with Terra is no more."
"And we should trust your word just like that?" asked Octavian with a mocking smile. "I am an Augur and I have seen nothing to suggest that Terra is no longer the enemy."
"You're are no Augur. You are no seer nor are you an oracle. You are in the end you aren't even a soothsayer." Reyna mocked. "All you actually do is read messages from teddy bear stuffing. You aren't even qualified to speak directly with Olympus nor is your own heart unobstructed. As the riffraff of diviners, how good could your sight actually be?"
The members of the senate chuckled.
"Don't mock me Praetor. My eyes see what the gods ordain." Octavian sneered. "Who are you to belittle a gift given by the gods?"
"You are not qualified for me to mock you. Beyond that, there are beings that exist beyond the gods. Terra alone was enough to cause Olympus to descend into panic. Imagine if she was to be joined by her brothers and sisters, what would happen then? Olympus would cease!" Reyna sneered at Octavian. "I called this meeting to discuss truly important matters and yet you Octavian without knowing what is going on, you are trying to further your own agenda."
"I am mere being careful, I—"
"You are scheming is what you mean," Reyna cut him off. "If you don't wish to listen to what I have to say Octavian, you can leave."
"Praetor, do you think that you know everything?" Octavian asked.
"No, but I know far more than you do," Reyna retorted. "Have you looked outside Augur? Could you tell us what is happening?"
"And you know what is happening Praetor Reyna?" asked a serene voice.
Reyna's head turned and she saw a statuesque woman with silver hair walking into to the senate chamber. "Indeed I do Lupa," she answered.
Lupa narrowed her eyes, "You have changed."
"No, it is more that I remember who I truly am and so I am being my true self," Reyna denied frankly without even a twinge of respect for the She-wolf.
"I see, but what does that have to with what's going on outside?" asked the she wolf.
"Nereus used the Abyssal eye to open the door to heaven." Reyna shook her head with a wry smile. "But which heaven's door did he open?"
"Heaven? Is there such a thing?" a senator asked.
"Yes, it exists and Nereus opened the door." Reyna nodded. "But he opened the door to the wrong heaven."
This stunned the entire Senate.
"How can there be a wrong heaven?" asked Lupa.
"The heaven he opened was not the heaven of this cosmos, but to that of our sworn blood enemies."
"He betrayed us then?" asked a senator.
"Yes, he did."
"But how does that affect us?" asked Octavian.
"You are the soldiers!"
The senate glanced at the source of the voice. Walking towards them was a grimfaced Percy Jackson.
"What do you mean we are soldier?" asked a senator.
"There is a war that will begin not far from now," Percy answered. "You will fight or you will be killed as there would be no one to protect you here."
"What do you mean?" asked Lupa.
"All of the gods in the entirety of existence will have to depart from their universes and go to the battleground. Those who refuse will parish and have their souls scattered across the sea of decay where they will slowly cease to exist."
Just as Percy finished speaking, Ananke flashed in with Hylla, the amazons along with Frank and Hazel.
"Father," Ananke bowed.
"Ananke," Percy acknowledged and returned the greeting with a wry smile. "My heart regrets that you will have to face this war. Soon your mother and I will depend on you and your siblings."
"The Ascension War begins once more," an ancient voice ordained and all of existence heard and grimaced.
Chapter 8 Done!
ADDIO!
