Chapter 2-A Son Of The Heavens
At the proclamation, that one of the strongest beings of all time wanted his help to lead the sixth age, Percy's eyes were as wide as dinner plates. His brain was practicaly on overload. So much had happened to him today, that he could not even really consider his options. Thankfully Ouranos came to his rescue.
"I know you just denied godhood, but think. You know how cruel the gods are. Do you not think, that you, your friends and hopefully some of my not so rotten children could do a better job? I do not expect an answer now, sleep on it, take your time and I hope you will make the right choice." Said the Primordial and Percy relaxed a little bit. "Now I have prepared a room for you in my palace, you will find it the same way you found me." And with that Ouranos teleported himself out.
Percy was dazed. He was offered Godhood from the Olympians, but that paled in comparison to what Ouranos had in store for him. The Primordial of the Heavens wanted him to raze Olympus and to lead a new Pantheon of Gods and Titans combined.
Not that he cared about Olympus, the Olympians had tried to kill him and they didn't deserve to be saved again. And what better way to avenge his mother and Paul, than to kill the Gods.
The only thing that he didn't want was to lead. He had no idea if he will turn into a second Zeus in 200 years. Then what would happen to the world? Being a King just didn't sound so nice to him.
While thinking about the offer, that Ouranos gave him, Percy found himself again following the blue lightning through the castle. After a bit, he found a sea green door, exactly like the color of his eyes. He walked in and was once again amazed by how much style the Primordial had.
The room was bigger then the entire Posedion cabin! It was a room entirely in blue, with a sea green mattress and bed. It had lightning on the cealing and the light was practicly a mini thunderstorm in a lamp. That alone made Percy crack a small smile. But he was so tired and sore after taking a Master Bolt today, that he easily fell asleep.
Next Day
Percy grugingly woke up, at first not recognising why he was in such a blue room, before seeing the lightning and remembering what had happened yesterday. From denying godhood and faking his death to meeting one of the strongest beings in all time, that made his father a mere mortal in comparison.
He still did not know what to do with the offer. While he did not really have anybody for him right now, he wasn't fit for a king. Ouranos for example, he radiated authority and looked like a ruler. Percy was, well just Percy. Who was he to become a Ruler of a new Age.
Percy decided to search around the castle, as he was hungry. He decided to trust Ouranos again and followed the blue lightning. He really hoped to find food on the way, but while bypassing the wind spirits flying in the halls, he saw something that intrigued him, an archery range with a lone black haired woman hitting bullseye after bullseye. When he got closer, he stepped on a branch and the woman turned around with her bow aimed at him.
When he recognised the woman and she saw him too, both gasped and were with wide eyes. The next thing Percy said was barely a whisper, but the woman heard it.
"Zoe?"
With Zoe-Before the encounter
Zoe Nightshade was bored. She had already been in Ouranos' court for 2 years and she had done only 3 things for that time. Practice her archery, practice her archery on the males that dare approach her and observe how the Titan War was going.
She had witnessed what had happened yesterday and she angry. How dare the arrogant gods, even her mistress kill the only honourable male she knew.
So because Heracles and Orion weren't nearby for target practice, she had to use nonanimated objects. Was she asking for so much, just a little maiming here and there. Plus, the males here were a renewable source.
When she was shooting and heard a branch being broken, she was ready to kill the clumsly and idiot male that dared to disturb her. But she aimed her bow, she wasn't expecting for this.
"Zoe?" Asked the boy, now identified as the one and only Percy Jackson.
"Perseus, I thought the gods killed thee? Did Milady put thee here?" While Zoe was happy to see a familiar face, she had a reputation to keep and the wind spirits couldn't keep a secret with their lives.
"Gods, Zoe, will you kill me if I try to hug you?" Asked Percy, making Zoe crack a smile.
"No, but I will castrate thee. Now answer." At hearing the word 'castrate', Percy quickly recovered from his stunned daze and stopped staring at the huntress with wide eyes.
"Lord Ouranos brought me here after, well, the Master Bolt. He then spoke to me about some things and I just woke up." Now it was Zoe's turn to look at him with wide eyes, for all the time she was with the other constelations she had never spoken to Ouranos, only to his servants. She didn't even know he was awake from his slumber after being chopped up by his son Kronos. Then an aura materialised in front of them and spoke.
"Lord Ouranos wishes to speak with you, Lord Perseus. He also said that Miss Nightshade should accompany you." Then she faded from view, exactly as she came.
"Why did the spirit call thee Lord Perseus?" Asked Zoe, while frowning at Percy, who immidiatly looked at the ground at rubbed his feet.
"That might have been what Lord Ouranos spoke to me about, you will see later. Lets not keep him waiting. "Said Percy, ushering Zoe to move. The Primordial may be ancient, but Percy doubted, that being late gave a good first impression for a to-be King of an Age.
Both of them walked through the Palace of Ouranos, when Zoe explained what the place looks like and some stories of how life here goes by. Percy was cracking up when she told him how many arrow can get it Heracles' crotch in a row without him fading.
Then they both found themselves in front of the same 10 meters high blue doors and got in the Throne Room of the Palace. There was Ouranos again, sitting in all his glory in his giant seat, watching both of the arrivers with a complete poker face. Percy could swear Ouranos would beat Hermes in poker with that expression. But who knows if the Primordials had been having poker get-togethers, though he doubted it.
Zoe though, was looking at the man before he baffled. She though that Ouranos was supposed to be in slumber, but here it seemed as if he was almost at full power. She quickly bowed and elbowed Percy in the knee to do the same, though maybe she overestimated him, as he outright fell on his knees. At that time Ouranos was chuckling at the interaction between the two, since he knew of Zoe's encounters with the male population in his Palace.
"So Perseus, have you thought of my proposition for you. You know it will be for the greater good. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Asked the Primordial. Percy was sweating a little, but remained calm on the outside.
"Well, I'm not sure if I am fit to be a king, I am only 16. And what is to say I don't become like Zeus in a 100 years? Also, you told me you wish that I lead your children to a new age, how do I do that, aren't the Titans like the bad guys?" Asked Percy. It probably wasn't a good idea to call the children of a powerful being 'the bad guys', but blame ADHD.
Zoe had no idea what Percy was talking about, but the words 'king' and 'leading his children into a new age' she got an idea and her eyes widened.
"Perseus, what happened at the beginning of the First Golden Age?" Asked the Primordial like teacher, trying to make his student realise something on his own.
"Didn't your wife make your sons kill you?" Percy asked, once again, without any tact. Thankfully, Ouranos wasn't an Air Head like Zeus.
A small smile broke Ouranos' poker face, as his future prodigy complimented him in his thoughts.
"Exactly, Perseus, my children were influenced by my wife Gaia, who is, for lack of better term a crazy bitch. And Kronos is the momma's boy of momma' boys" Both men chuckeled at those words, while Zoe glared at them, but mainly Percy. "I will be with you there the whole way, Perseus, and sometimes will give you a reality check, when you get big-headed.
"Then I suppose I am up for it, for a New Golden Age." Percy said determined, now with the help of the Primordial, he was feeling more confident.
"Excuse me Lord Ouranos, but why did thee need me?" Asked Zoe.
"Miss Nightshade, I was hoping if you could help Perseus ot here, because he would be lonely. I know you dislike his gender but hopefully you could be his companion. Of course, if he gets arrogant, you can give him a small reality check." At those words Zoe had a sadistic grin on her face that made Percy pale.
With those words Percy and Zoe understood, that the conversation is over and quickly bowed and found their way out. Then Zoe immidiatly started bombarding Percy with questions.
"What does Lord Ouranos want? Why did thee say king? What new Age? How-" Percy cut her off
"Zoe, Great-gramps wanted me to start a New Age, with some of my friends, Gods and Titans as a Council and with me as their King. Though I have no idea why or how. Now, I'm rested. Wanna spar?" Asked Percy, now finally completelt recovered after the battle of Manhatten.
Zoe was unhappy that Percy wanted to end the Olympians, but she understood him. They had killed him. But Percy was a forgiving person, so she wanted to ask him again.
"Perseus, why does thou hate the Gods?" Then, Percy's face darkended.
"Zoe, they killed my mom, Paul and my unborn sibling. Then they tried to kill me. I don't hate all of them, but I would gladly kill most of them. The only ones I would let would be are your Mistress, Apollo, Hades and Hestia."
At hearing that the Olympians killed Percy's family, Zoe's eyes widened and she got angry. Sadly, Percy would recieve all of her pent-up anger in their 'friendly spar'.
After the spar-Noon
"My,my Perseus, how did thee defeat Kronos with thy reflexes?" Asked Zoe with a smirk, watching Percy, as he was lying on the floor, panting and with cuts and bruises all over his body.
After 4 hours of training (Zoe beating Percy to the ground) Percy was ready to faint and sleep at least 15 hours. Sadly, he had no time for such as he got called again by Ouranos. The demigod left Zoe and searched for a medical tent. Percy took as much ambrosia and nectar as he could and started to slowly limp his way through the castle, regaining his composure as he was nearing the Throne room. Then he entered.
"Why did you call me, Lord Ouranos?" Asked Percy, annoyed, since he was very tired.
"I have found you a master to make you a flawless swordsman. But he would like for you to do him a favor first." Said Ouranos, calmly and as always with his poker face.
"What favor and what of Zoe, won't she help me." Asked Percy, while wondering who would dare even ask the Primordial for a favor. Plus as brutal as Zoe could be, it was nice training with a familiar face.
"Perseus, training with your friend with be children's game before what I have in store for you. You must train with Tartarus himself." At those words, Percy's eyes widened. Tartarus was the second being, that came into existance, older then even Ouranos. Also, the pit must have not been a nice place to live for a few millenia.
"But has a demigod even met Tartarus before?" Asked Percy, baffled that a second Primordial was interested in him.
"Grandson, not even the Gods themselves have seen a manifestation of Tartarus' power. You would be the first to train with him. But he doesn't anything for free." Of course there was a condition. What were demigods, except the delivery boys of the Gods. Before he could ask, Ouranos continued.
"I will tell you of what my brother wishes, but first you must learn of what happened in Olympus earlier."
Then Percy's vision blurred and the darkness consumed him.
On Olympus
The Olympian Council was summonned, while most of them didn't want to be here. Apollo had his headphones and was shaking his head with the rythm. Hermes was scrolling down on his phone, clearly bored. Dionysos was (suprise) snoring on his throne. The other gods were deep in thought, none of them really paying attention to Zeus' speech. Then Hades spoke up.
"Brother, I sensed a power flare in my domain recently, accompanied by 2 unnatural deaths. A married couple, dead. The problem was the case of death. They couldn't even be judged." At that statement Zeus frowned. Why was Hades bothering him with 2 mortals. Before he count remark on that, the Lord of the Dead continued.
"Their deaths were caused by hellfire." The last word quickly got the attention of everyone.
"Daughter, what do we know about hellfire?" Asked the King of Gods, now actually bothered for once.
"Hellfire is a creation of the Primordial Tartarus himself. It can only be used by him and monsters he has blessed. If a person is effected by hellfire, the wound would never heal without godly power. If somebody dies from hellfire, they would be to damaged to go to Elysium, Asphodel or Punishment." Before anybody could say anything, Zeus started.
"Artemis, will you and your Hunters hunt the monster, that killed these mortals?" Zeus wasn't really asking.
"No, Father, this is too dangerous, I will go alone. Where was the place of death?" Said the Goddess of the Moon, worried about her girls.
"San Fracisco, not so far from Atlas' prison." Answered Hades
"Then Artemis alone will hunt the unknown monster. Meeting dismissed!" Thundered Zeus and all the gods teleported out of the Throne Room.
Back at Ouranos' Palace
Percy was sick of waking up after feinting. But he couldn't bring himself to be angry at the person who had brought him back from the dead. But he was confused. The hellfire obviously had something to do with new soon to-be mentor, but what must he do?
"I'm sure you have questions Perseus, but let me tell of your mission. 16 years age, something happened. I don't really have vision in the Pit, but thay is besids the topic. Point is, my brother got lonely." Percy's eyes widened, as he realised what Ouranos meant. "Now my niece, called Aera has had a very traumatising expirience and she lost control of her powers. I will not tell you more, you have to make her trust you. You must bring her to her father, so he can train you both." The demigod understood his mission, but he was wondering something.
"First of all, how will I save I save her? If I use my son of Poseidon powers, Artemis surely will suspect something. And how the fuck does someone escape from the goddess of the Hunt?"
"Language Perseus." Scolded Ouranos, though the slight smirk on his face said something else. Then something the demigod didn't expect happened. The Primordial looked nervous. "Percy, if you wish to proceed with our goal, you must become a Titan and inherit Kronos' powers. We will elaborate on that on a later date. But I am also called Father of the Titans. So, would you like me to adopt you?" At the end Percy wanted to take a photo. Never would he have guessed that a Primordial would be fidgeting. But his eyes widened. He could have a Father again. He almost teared up at the end, but he managed to say the next words.
"I would love to, Father." At those words Ouranos had a big smile on his face. He had never had a son, who had loved him. His only sons were the Titans, 5 of 6 who had killed him and the other had watched.
"Slice the palm of your hand, son." Said the Primordial, doing the same as his new son.
Then the platinum blood of the Primordials connected with Percy's red mortal blood. And the pain was intense.
Hold on son, concentrate. It is almost done. Sounded Ouranos' voice in Percy's and he did not lose consciousness, not wanting to dissapoint his father.
After the whole painful ordeal, Percy felt powerful. He felt as if he could hold the sky again and he wouldn't sweat. Such was the power of the demi-primordials.
Then he noticed something heavy on his back. And he realised something. He had fucking wings.
Percy had sprouted 4 meter sea green wings, ending in sky blue tips on the feathers. There was also a second change.
His eyes had changed. Percy didn't know yet, but the Primordial saw his son's eyes. They were still sea green, but every once in a while, lightning flashed in his pupils, almost making Ouranos jump.
Then Percy felt something. He could see every being in the Palace. Not really see, but instead feel. He felt every single movement of the air. There were so many different living beings in his father's home.
"You can feel it now, can't you. Everything happening in the Palace. You are now a true son of the Heavens, and with the training you will go through you will be able to fire a stronger bolt then Zeus. Now we train." Said Ouranos. Percy thought how the Primordial felt. He probably could feel every single movement of the air on the Earth. That thought alone was so overwhelming, that he didn't hear Ouranos' last words. Until his Father blasted him with so much wind, he flew out of the throne room.
"This is my domain, so I will slow down the flow of time. You have 2 weeks to master your new power to a small extent, and then you will save your cousin. I have seen she will have only 2 days before Artemis finds her. Now BLAST ME!"
Percy had never so much fun with Poseidon as he had with the Primordial. They were blasting themselves with lightning and gusts of wind. Then a crowd of auras and wind spirits gathered around them. Then Ouranos got to him and whispered.
"You see the bustier aura on the right end? She dropped my nectar once. Now show her out." Both father and son grinned and Percy send such a gust of wind, the aura never had a chance. She flew out of the palace, for a one-way ticket to Aether's realm of Upper Atmosphere.
After 5 more minutes of blasting wind spirits and auras out of the palace, Percy got tired. He was about to turn in for the day, but Ouranos had other ideas. Just then Zoe walked in the hall.
The Primordial grinned and threw a lighning bolt at the feet of his son, making him jump forward. Bullseye.
Percy fell on top of Zoe, head right into her breasts. When he realised where he was, his eyes widened and he jumped so hard, he fell backwards.
At that time the demititan had already both of her knives out, ready to gut him.
"I'm-m so sorrry Z-zoe, it's Dad's fault." Percy stuttered, pointing at Ouranos, who was cluthing his stomach in laughter. Zoe narrowed her eyes, but shed her knives, still glaring at him.
"Why does thee call Lord Ouranos thy Father? And why does thee hath wings?" Asked the huntess, still glaring at Percy.
"He decided to adopt me, as I need the powers for a mission. And we were just training." Ouranos at that time was blushing a silvery color from laughing, but managed to speak.
"I have not had such fun-'pant'-since Tartarus and I-'pant'-pranked Pontus." Then he continued clutching his stomach and laughing at the memory.
"Now dad, I will go and sleep, hopefully that aura returnes in a day or two." Said the demiprimordial, cracking a smile at the thought.
"Percy, I think you sent her to Mother." Then both chuckled again and parted their different ways.
Zoe was dumfounded. The Primordial of the Sky, one of the sons of the Creator, was pranking auras and wind spirits with Percy. The now son of Ouranos suprised her again and again. But she knew that the sheer randomness of his life was too much for someone to handle.
The next day-Training
Percy greeted his father with a wave, walking in a giand arena. It had a dome 50 meters high, and was huge. The arena was composed of different biomes, from deserts to seas and was perfect for training in eveey environment. Then the Primordial started to talk.
"First of all son, you need a new weapon. Artemis will recognise your sword and it is for a child of the Sea, nor the Sky. I have already asked Tartatus to help me with the creation of your new blade. We will begin using it next week. Later, when we begin the process of turning you immortal, I will also gift you with my son's scythe. So you can give Anaklusmos back to it's owner." Said the Primordial, but he knew better. He knew of the future and the sword would end in a very important person's arms, though he couldn't tell that to his son. "Now, training begins!
Next Week
It had been a week of Ouranos' training. Percy was now able to fly for as long as he wished with his wings without getting tired. The sky was his domain. He was throwing massive lightning bolts and oblitherating trees with gusts of wind.
Yesterday he had created a Hurricane in the water biome, that it took his Father a minute to stop. Of course, later he feinted.
While he loved learning new powers and having fun with his father, he was especially giddy for today. He would get his new sword today. He had tried to return Riptide back to Zoe, but she told him, that it would do him more good. And he would have to say he was suprised by his father's choice for a weapon.
It was a silver freaking katana. A meter long thin beatiful blade was being held in front of him. It was silver with a faint blue blue. Over the sea green hilt stood in ancient greek Hurricane. He took it with both hands and swung it a few times, but it felt too light and overall wrong. He was really dissapointed, but decided to try using it as an onehanded blade. It swung with deathly speed and precision.
It was perfect for him. Even the silver a great conductor for electricity, much better then bronze. But while it felt amazing to wield such a marvelous weapon, he finally paid attention to the Primordial, who was looking at him with an amused expression.
Then, without asking, Ouranos created a sword out of pure electricity and began relentlessly assaulting Percy with his own swings. Somehow, the demiprimordial was parrying every single hit. While not having the strenght to overpower the Primordial's sword, he managed to dodge everthing. Then he had an idea.
He saw a swing coming for his chest and rolled right, going under the blade, also speeding himself up with the wind. Then with a lightning fast slash, he made a cut in the Primordial's hip.
Ouranos looked proud at his son, but then he smirked. As Percy saw his father' smirk, he gulped and got ready for the fight of his life.
Last Day of Training
Percy was in a spar against his father. They were both in the air, the son with his wings and the father simply levitating. Of course, Percy was no match for the Primordial, but he could hold at least 15 minutes in a battle, while making a few cuts. He also knew his father was holding back
After the whole week Percy had a great increase in his stamina. Practicly everywhere, where was in contact with the sky, he had superhuman endurance and reflexes. Ouranos had even made him fight under the ground and the demiprimordial had noticed the huge difference.
He was also thinking about his mission. After he finds and rescues his cousin, Percy would probably have to live in Tartarus. It was not a relaxing thought.
Another thought he had was that he would not see Zoe again. They were by no extension close or anything, but she was the only person he could talk to except Ouranos.
Right now Percy was struggling, but he could see his father was close to winning the spar. He made a back flip with his wings and tried to kick him off, but the Primordial was faster and he disposed of him. Then, after better observation, Percy was stunned to find, that Ouranos was slightly tired.
"I know you think you are not good enough, but know Percy, I am not holding back right now and I am a First Generation Primordial. Still, I wish you luck as Tartarus will probably not be as easy to overpower." Said Ouranos, though he could see his son was still disappointed at his continued defeats.
"It's fine, but I am just not strong enough." Said Percy, while bowing his head in shame. Ouranos that put his arms on Percy's shoulders and lifted him up.
"Be proud son, because you will be powerful as a Primordial between the Titans. Now your cousin awaits." Both men nodded and Percy flew out of the training dome.
He got in his room, found his sea green cloak with a lighning bolt and a blue face mask. His sword turned into a ring with a tornado on it and he went outside the palace.
Then he got ready and dive bombed from Ouranos' Palace straight to Earth.
AN: This is the second chapter in a second day, I was hoping to upload it faster, since I am going on a vacation for 2 weeks. After that there will be more and bigger chapters, though updates would not be as quick.
On another note, Zoe will not be a major character. She will have her moments, but I really just needed something to fill up how Percy spends his time in Ouranos' realm.
No, I will not tell who will use Riptide in the future, but it will not be Percy.
Next chapter will be meeting Aera, who will be one of the more important characters.
I am trying to make Percy not too overpowered. While now he is a demiprimordial, he would never be able to defeat one of the Primordials as they are just to experienced for him.
Also, there is a reason why Ouranos is not in slumber and most Protogenoi are. That will be in the next chapter as well.
