Chapter 5: I learn something new
After I had somehow made a weapon come out of thin air I decided to tell Percy, who then told me to bring it to Chiron.
Of course I figured that was the best course of action since he's been dealing with this weird demigod stuff longer than I have, so I did just that.
So I then went to Chiron who examined Rebellion with an intrigued and disturbed look on his face. After a few seconds his front left horse hoof pawed the ground and then he looked at me.
"Nigel, would you please bring out that staff of yours for me please?" He asked.
"Sure." I nodded as I got out Suppressor and handed it to him.
The centaur looked at both weapons closely and solemnly nodded. "As I suspected." He said finally.
"What?" I asked, confused as hell.
"It seems both of your weapons are made of Tartarus Silver, the most volatile and destructive Divine metal in existence." Chiron explained.
The word volatile rose a huge fucking red flag for me. "Volatile? Like as in it could blow up at any minute?" I asked.
Chiron shook his head. "No nothing that drastic. This metal is more or less the Divine equivalent of Mercury. It's toxic to both monsters, demigods and even the gods in its unpurified liquid form."
"Oh…" I nodded, kinda understanding now.
"But What really concerns me is the enchantment that's been placed on this blade, 'Rebellion' I think you call it?" Chiron mentioned.
Again, at the mention of enchantments red flags everywhere in brain town. "Enchantment?" I asked.
"Yes, apparently this weapon was infused with some sort of magic that draws out any Primordial power it's user has to its fullest potential at that given point. But it also seems to have an enchantment that causes it to repel other Divine metals." He answered.
I thought back to when that Aries kid's sword literally glanced away like it was hitting the same pole of a magnet, it must have been that enchantment.
I took this in. "So what you're saying is, if it weren't for that dagger, I wouldn't have been able to have drawn out so much of my power."
"Yes." Chiron nodded.
That fucking figures, I'm always falling behind on everything I do, class work, sports, you name it, and now apparently using my own powers is on that list.
But Chiron could tell what I was thinking. "But that's not to say that you won't be able to do it without the dagger, with proper training you'll be able to do that and more without your weapon and then some with it."
That cheered me up a bit. But then I remembered the weird feeling I felt. "Okay but what about the weird feeling I felt in my chest when Rebellion appeared?"
Chiron thought for a second. "Tartarus is known for being a place of shadows, and when a monster reappears from Tartarus' depths, they come by crawling through a portal of darkness. It could be that you somehow opened a portal like that yourself."
That would definitely explain the darkness I saw. I was about to ask something else, when Percy came in.
"Chiron, we gotta problem." He said while pretty much out of breath.
"What is it?" Chiron questioned.
"It's Rachel, she says she just had a vision. And from how lightheaded she said she was feeling, it was a real big one." Percy explained.
Alarm bells started sounding in my head. This couldn't be good, Percy had told me who this Rachel was yesterday, she was the oricle, and she was responsible for all the prophecies.
Chiron gestured for me to go with him, and we started walking towards some sort of cave where there was art supplies and paintings everywhere. In the middle of the cave was a lounge chair and a girl with curly red hair, freckles, green eyes and messy paint covered clothes was sitting while trying to take some Advil.
I walked in and saw a lot of pictures up close. One was of the battle with the Titans, I could tell because one of the demigods Percy told me was turned into Kronos was in it, pretty sure his name was luke. And then another was of the battle with the giants.
I paused in front of this painting and saw all the giants. They were big, ugly, and just made me regret the fact that we were related. I looked at the name of the painting, it was called "Blood of Olympus". Real fitting if you ask me.
As I continued looking at the painting Chiron called me over, I walked over towards where they were and saw that Rachel was feeling better.
"Okay Rachel, What did you see in your vision?" Chiron asked.
"It…it was about him." She said pointing at me. "He was being fighting another half blood, and after the fight was over, there stood a man who looked exactly like him, only way older and more adult, and his power was insanely strong."
Chiron nodded, and I was confused. "What?" I questioned.
"Rachel's visions are typically cryptic, but I think what she's trying to describe is your father Tartarus, trying and use your body as a vessel." He explained.
"How?" I asked.
"Primordials are capable of creating temporary physical forms, and entering vessels, but in order to do so they must seal away the actual soul of the vessel." Chiron told me. "In other words he'd have to kill you."
"So in order to use me as a skin suit he has to kill me?" I asked. "This feels like I'm in the Seven Deadly Sins."
"Whatever the case, it's clear, now what we have to do." Chiron said.
"Yeah, we gotta keep you alive and make sure you don't die." Percy added.
"No pressure there." I grumbled as I looked at Rebellion again. 'This is gonna be a real pain.'