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Beep…..Beep…..Beep.
This was all James heard as he woke up from a nightmare he had about the Minotaur and Jack dying and a lot of craziness. James opened his eyes to see he was in a hospital bed and there was that thing that monitored James heart and potted plants and everything. James saw a man in a doctors outfit with outdoorsy good looks, golden hair, and a perfect tan.
"Hello." The man said.
"Where am I?" James asked.
"To put it simply: the Greek gods are real and you are on Olympus." The man told James.
James eyes widened.
"The Greek….Greek….gods? And there goes my sanity." James said as he snapped his fingers.
The man smiled.
"Well, you should probably get some rest. Killing the Minotaur takes a lot of energy, you know." The man said as he started to walk out the door.
Realization dawned James.
"The Minotaur? Does that mean that Jack…?" James asked.
The man's face fell.
"Yes. Your friend is dead. Decapitated. I'm very sorry,James." The man said sadly.
James was devastated.
"Jack…" James murmured.
The man started to walk out.
"If the Greek gods are real then who are you?" James asked before the man left.
"I am Apollo, god of the Sun, prophesy, and medicine." The man said before he left, and James was left alone and stunned.
A very pretty woman with a light green tint to her skin told James to go to the giant building made of gold and quartz called the throne room of the gods. He took his time getting there, admiring the golden city around him.
Olympus, James thought, City of the gods.
When James got there, he was surprised to see twelve super powerful beings sitting on massive thrones and emanating power.
James knew all of them, because he knew a lot about Greek mythology.
The king of them, Zeus, rose from his throne.
"Olympians, we are gathered here today to decide the fate of this hero, who has killed the Minotaur, one of the most powerful monsters in the world, single-handedly. He did so with ease. I say we should kill him." Zeus said.
Immediately there was an outbreak of agreement and objection among the Olympians.
"Silence!" Zeus yelled. "We shall take a vote. All in favour of killing the boy, raise your hand."
All hands went up, except for Poseidon, Apollo, Hermes, and Aphrodite.
Zeus raised his master bolt, but as he did, a deep voice of power echoed through the room.
"YOU SHALL NOT HARM MY SON." The voice commanded.
The Olympians looked scared, all except Zeus.
"And who are you, minor god?" Zeus said with a confident voice.
The voice laughed a cold, cruel laugh.
"I AM TARTARUS, PRIMORDIAL OF THE PIT, PUNY OLYMPIAN!"
The voice said.
Now even Zeus looked afraid.
James was bewildered.
Then Tartarus appeared in the room.
He was 6 feet tall, had blond hair like James, and was wearing a red satin suit. He looked no older than 35.
He walked over to James and looked him strait in the eyes. His eyes were dark red and seemed to hold knowledge that would drive most men insane, but he had a smile on his face.
"My son." He said, beaming.
"Father?" James asked.
"Yes, my boy, I am your father. I am so proud of you my son!" Tartarus said, still beaming.
The Olympians were cowering in the corner, then Zeus spoke.
"Tartarus, you should know not to intercede with the affairs of Olympus." In the most confident voice he could muster.
Tartarus turned to Zeus and growled, turning the room cold.
"Zeus," he snarled, "for millennia I have stood by, watching you and your counsel meddle with the affairs of mortals. To me you are even lower than mortals, and I will do what I please." Tartarus finished.
Then Athena began to speak.
"Tartarus, I thought you had faded, or you were slumbering!" She said.
"Well, Athena, I was doing neither, and none of the other primordials have faded. Even Chaos is still alive and well. They are on the Olympus for Olympus, called Citivas, or the the city of primordials, and city of Platnium." Tartarus said.
The gods were in awe.
"How exactly would I find this Citivas?" Zeus asked, greed clear in his voice.
"You would never find it, nor would any of you gods! Only a Primordial could find Citivas." Tartarus laughed.
Tartarus turned to James.
"My son, I will give you gifts to protect you from monsters and gods." Tartarus said, summoning three items.
"The first is a bow made from a metal created from the essence of the primordials. It is like Eros' but a different colour." He said, pointing to a black and red bow that turned into a black bracelet.
"Next is a sword made from the fabric of the universe. It absorbs blood and can cut through anything." He continued, pointing at the black sword that had a hilt made of a crimson metal that transformed into a ring.
"The last is armour made from the fabric of time, it is indestructible and will transform into any piece of clothing you please." He finished, pointing at black and white armour that immediately turn into a t-shirt that James put on.
"Use your gifts wisely, and I will be watching you from Citivas." Tartarus said as he turned into flame and disappeared.
Zeus stood as soon as Tartarus disappeared.
"Since Tartarus has decreed that the Olympians shall not harm the boy, so his talents will be put to use. He will train with the hunters of Artemis until he is seventeen then at camp half blood until he is nineteen, and then he will carry out the deeds of Olympus." Zeus said.
None of the Olympians objected.
Zeus snapped his fingers and James fell asleep, not knowing what would happen next.