Chapter 3-Tartarean Pranks

AN: Longest chapter yet! I really hope you enjoy it, the whole 7k words of it, as I took a bit more time making this one. But I do not really think that I will make many other big chapters. I really just wanted to fit Tartarus and the new OC and then next chapter will be a lot more interesting. At least I hope.

I will also give a small explanation of the realms of Protogenoi, as some of they play a big role in the story. Starting from the highest to lowest. Void(Lady Chaos' realm)-Upper Atmosphere(Aether's realm)-Ouranos' Palace-Sky(Ouranos' realm)-Earth(Gaia's realm)-The Pit(Tartarus' domain)-Void(Chaos' realm again, enveloping the world).

Questions: Young Homer-No, Percy himself will not be a champion of Tartarus, but another main character will. You would understand in 3-4 chapters who I am talking about.

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.

Maybe it was not the brightest idea he has ever head. But this one is there with exploding the St. Luis Arch.

He was a son of the Sky, don't judge. Flying was a newfound passion for him. He had never been in the air before meeting Ouranos, and the feeling of his wings against the wind was making him wear an face-splitting grin, while piercing the clouds.

His father was concealing him so that Zeus couldn't sense Percy, but the demiprimordial was sure, that his mixed scent of Poseidon and Ouranos was making every monster's sense of smell in West America go into overdrive. He was hoping, that the daughter of Tartarus had authority over monsters, or Artemis could just follow the groups hunting them.

While training with the Primordial of the Skies, he had learned to sense auras of Deities and he could easily notice the waves of power flowing from Artemis, so he decided to follow her.

After all, the Goddess of the Hunt would definatly find her target faster then him.

Percy was sure, that the goddess couldn't sense him, but he was sure to keep his distance, never really coming into sight, just feeling her movements in the air.

After an hour of carefully pursuing Artemis, he found himself in a plaza with lots of people. Here the demiprimordial had the advantage, since he knew exactly what he was looking for, while the huntress was just following the trail from the flare of power.

Percy quickly spotted a petite looking girl with dark hair until the shoulders and a pale skin, who stood out from the crowd. He could not get a good look at her, but he could gather from her composure, that she was on the run and figured that was probably his cousin.

He lost track of Artemis, while waiting for the daughter of the Pit to move somewhere with less people. When she went behind a corner to a street without any disturbance in the air, he knew this was his chance.

He flew down with his wings a good distance from the girl, hoping not to scare her, but miserably failed. She let out an extremely girly shriek when she saw the big cloaked figure with wings.

"Relax, I was sent here to bring you home, be quiet." Percy whispered and tried to calm her down, but she did not look so relaxed. Then Percy noticed her eyes and was stunned at how mesmerizing they were. They were a comlete black with sparkling red specks. As she started talking, the red of her eyes became even more intense

"Who are you? Are you an angel? Why are you looking for me?" She quickly fired question after question with nothing similar between the her different sentences, but blame ADHD.

"I was sent here by your father, but we need to hurry, because a woman is hunting you and she is close." When Percy said, that he was sent by the girl' father, Aera' s eyes widened before her fists clentched.

"You are lying, my dad is dead, who are you to just fly here and take me away? And why would someone try to hunt me?" Said the daughter of Tartarus, though internally she was hoping, that he was speaking the truth.

"I can't answer who I am in case someone is listening, but they felt what happened 2 days ago and you will die, unless you come with me." Aera teared up at the thought of what happened 2 days ago, but was slowly starting to trust the man in front of her.

"Fine, but first tell me who is my father and who is trying to kill me." Asked the girl, internally jumping from excitement at the thought of her father being alive.

"No time, we have to go and your father will explain you everything." Then Percy prayed to Ouranos for a way to Tartarus.

You must find your way alone son, otherwise Artemis would know of our envolvment. You must travel to the Underworld and jump in my brother's realm.

Percy was about to curse his father, for making everything so hard, but quickly ducked when he sensed an arrow in the air.

On the roof of a building was a twelve-year old with auburn hair and a silver hunting outfit holding a bow with a silver arrow.

"Let the girl go, boy!" Spat the Goddess of the Moon, as if him being a male was enough to make her throw up.

"So you can kill her! Fuck no! Leave, little goddess, before I teach you a lesson." Growled the demiprimordial, and though he was sure with his powers he could hold his own against Artemis, this was not his mission and he could not let Aera die.

The daughter of Tartarus' eyes widened at the talk about killing her and a twelve-year old goddess, but that just made her trust the man in fornt of her more. If he was willing to go against a goddess for her, surely he was trustworthy.

Percy knew he had to end this quickly, so he focused on the air current around Artemis and made them solid, disabling her movement. Before she could even notice her temporary immobility, be threw a massive lighning bolt at her, outclassed only really by the Master Bolt and Ouranos' training 'motivation'.

When Artemis noticed the huge lightning bolt coming at her, she tried to dodge, but found herself moving in Jell-O. She could really do nothing as she got knocked unconscious.

Aera did not have time to congratulate her friend on his victory, before he wrapped his armes around her and took off flying west, while quickly breaking the sound barrier. While reaping through the air was incredible for the daughter of the Pit, she did not stop screaming until she was back on the ground. Then she looked around and noticed, that she was nowhere close to San Francisco.

She was in front of a building with a wierd name. "DOA Studios".

Her winged guardian guided her in quickly, before she again started asking him questions.

"How did you do that. Who was that that girl? And where are we going?" While she was incredibly confused, Percy was making his way through the newly dead until he was in the Underworld, or more specificly, in front of the River Styx.

Percy immidiatly felt the difference of power. No longer did he feel energised from the currents of wind roaring against his wings.

"Those were the powers gifted to me by my father. That girl was the goddess Artemis, who was sent by the Olympians to find you, interrogate you and then probably kill you. And we are going to your dad's palace, though it is not in the most popular place. And right now we are in the Underworld, running away from Hades' subjects." As Percy was explaining, they were flying over the Fields of Asphodel with the Furies Alecto, Tisiphae and Megara chasing them.

Percy was trying to find to find the place where on his first quest he almost fell the quick way to gramps, but was having trouble remembering. Asphodel was massive and he literally had no idea where he was. Before he got an idea.

"Aera, can you feel something, like someone calling for you, a pull?" When the girl heard that, she frowned but still obliged, concentrating. Then she felt a small sense of familiarity, like something rightfully hers was calling for her. She pointed in a direction and Percy quickly sped off that way.

Then the duo found themselves nearing a big Pit, where they could see nothing, though they heard the cries of tortured sould echoing. Aera was feeling slighly disgusted at herself, why was this horrifying place so familiar to her?

Before she could remark ot that, the son of Ouranos flew straight into hole, which left the daughter of Tartarus screaming for her life a second time today. It was a great cave with red sky, though she could not see the ground yet.

As the 2 cousins were nearing the ground with an ear-splitting speed, they both suddenly felt their insides turn up and when they regained their bearings, found themselves in a giand black and red hall.

On the other side of the room was a giant 10 meter high man, in a black suit with a blood red tie and shoes. He had a pale face, black hair and the same eyes as Aera, black with pulsing dots of red. At his gaze, Percy paled and quickly bowed, while Aera kept staring at the man in front of her.

"Lord Tartarus, I have done your mission. Will you be able to help me master my abilities now?" Asked the son of Ouranos.

Percy had first thought Zeus was intimidating. The Primordial of the Skies though easily beat the King of Gods in that competition.

But Tartarus was on another level.

At that time, Aera was confused. The man that had faced an Olympian Goddess like nothing and had flown through the Underworld as a walk in the park was scared at the Being in front of her. That thought alone make her start sweating. Then she noticed that the now named Lord Tartarus was looking at her and his features softened. Then, when she observed him better, she realised something.

The person in front of her had the absolutely same featues as her. That was her Father.

Just thinking about it made her eyes be as wide as dinner plates and she was slighly dazed. That made Tartarus slightly chuckle.

"I hope you would understand, Aera. I know you will, for you are my daughter." At those words the daughter of the pit got angry. She was furios at her father for leaving her and she did not notice her surrounding before she heard a scream of pain. Her rage quickly froze and she looked around.

Around her was a ring of fire. But those were no normal flames. They were pitch black with dark purple tips. Hellfire. She also saw she had burned one of the the guards behind her. Thoughts of what had happened before she went on the streets came back to haunt her and with the events of today, it was simply too much for the demiprimordial to handle.

So she just feinted.

With Percy

The son of Ouranos quickly grabbed his cousin before she fell on the ground and checked her for basic injuries. When she had none, he released a breath he did not know he was holding.

"She is fine, just the events of today were too much for her." Tartarus just nodded and flicked his wrist. Two high figures in black armor carried his daughter out of the room and into her personal chambers in the massive palace.

"Now Perseus, you have honoured our deal. I hope you know what you are signing for. You must live here during your training and adapt. I know how easy it is for you in my brother's domain, but here you will not be as lucky. Now rest and tommorow we begin. Also, meet your father, he has things tell you."

For a second time today Percy's insides turned up by being teleported. Then he felt immidiatly energised and he realised he was back at Ouranos' palace. He was in the throne room and his father was looking at him, not really showing any emotion. Before he spoke.

"Perseus, I am glad you managed to save my little niece and that you are getting ready for real training. But I have a side mission to work on while you are training." Said the Primordial, slightly sad. He had gotten attached to his son, but he had much to do and little time. Though the demiprimordial in front of him had little to no idea of the future. Before said teenager was about to say something, Ouranos continued

"Perseus, we Primordials can make anybody our servant and give him partial immortality. But to truly make a being immortal and give him domains, you would need a council and a King." Percy did not know what to say. Zeus would never allow such a thing. "Oh, but you forget I used to be the ruler of the Age of Primordials. But we still need a council. So you must do something else. You have to awaken all my brothers, sisters, nephews and nieces from their slumber. They have been asleep for far too long"

This was too much information for Percy to process, so he merely nodded and walked out to his room. After he found the beatiful room Ouranos had made him, he quickly fell asleep.

With Aera-Next Morning

Aera woke up with a splitting headache. She found herself a in big black room with red features. After seing the combination of colors, she got remided of what had transpired yesterday.

She got up and took a change of clothes from the end of the bed, where they were neatly foiled. When she actually looked around, she noticed it might not be quiet bad.

Aera actually realised, that her father had watched over her, because her chamber was practicly a copy of her room, when she used to live with her mother. Though it was an upgraded version.

A big plasma TV was on the wall, filled with different game consoles, who she had played with her mom when she was little. Again the collection was majorly updated.

The thought of her father caring about her filled her heart with warmth. The daughter of Tartarus also wanted to meet her savior, since she still understood nothing about where she was or more importanly who her father was.

As Aera was walking through the door, she saw 2 big figures in black armor. One of them turned towards her and spoke.

"Lady Area, your Father would like to meet you for breakfast." Then the guard started showing her the way through the massive castle. Aera was trying to take in as much as possible, but she felt lost after only a few turns. Then she got bored and decided to ask the guard a few things.

"What is your name?" Asked the girl. The figure did not even look at her before answering.

"My name is Jared, My Lady." Said the now known individual as Jared.

"What are you and why do you call me Lady?" The ever curious girl still did not understand everything.

"You are Lord Tartarus' daughter, which makes you royalty here. And your father created me and my brother personally to be your personal bodyguards. Later Lord Tartarus will teach you how to control your powers and you will be able to summon us whenever you need." When Aera heard what her situation was, she was even more confused, but felt slightly happy, that her father cared so much about her.

By that time the duo were nearing a big eating chamber, with a big table with 3 seats. She knew it was for her and her father, but did not know who would be joining them later.

Tartarus was looking at his daugher proudly. She might seem like a fragile girl, but she was Tartarus' mortal firstborn. That meant she would be second in power to only really if Chaos herself has a child. And the Primordial knew, that she and the Jackson boy were destined for great deeds. Just thinking about the son of Ouranos made him crack a smile.

With Percy

Percy was sleeping blisfully, after the tiring day he had completely forgotten, that he must stay at Tartarus and had instead spent the night in his father's Palace. The bliss was of course was before he woke up.

Percy woke up in Tartarus.

Falling through the red sky.

Now he finally understood what his dad had meant about him and his brother pranking Pontus.

Tartarus was a sadistic prankster.

Regaining somewhat of a balance while falling with his tired wings, Percy recognised the big black and red Palace of Tartarus. He then realised he was too close to safely slow down.

Percy panicked, but saw a big red colored window and decided to go for it.

Aera did not expect her savior to fly through the window and dig himself in the floor.

"Ow." Whined Percy on the ground, before two figures booming with laughter interrupted him

Ouranos had known of Tartarus' prank, but did not expect his son to have flown through a window and to continue lying on the ground, whining in pain. It was too much and he could not hold himself any longer.

Aera was watching amused at how her father and an unknown man with gray hair and blue eyes were outright rolling on the floor at the sight of the her rescuer, but she could not help but chuckle slightly.

"Dad, why didn't you help me. I was still tired." Percy whined yet again. His wings were sore since yesterday.

"Perseus, don't whine. You are a demiprimordial, act like it." Said Ouranos, controlling his laugher, though Tartarus could not.

"You were right brother-pant-, I have not had such fun-pant-since our-pant-teen years." Panted the Primordial of the Pit, before both ancient beings signed blissfully.

"Ah, 25 000 B.C.." Breathed both Protogenoi, as if recalling a blissful memory.

Aera cleared her throat, since it was not really nornal to be remiscating a memory from 27 000 years ago, before her father and now identified uncle regained their calm and her uncle teleported out.

Then she realised her guardian had called her uncle 'dad'. Did this mean they were cousins?

"Now Aera, we need to talk." Said her father, looking at her her with his black and red eyes. She sat at her seat and looked at him expectly. "As you have seen yesterday, Greek gods and goddesses still exist. You met the goddess Artemis, who was sent to find you yesterday. Any questions?"

"Who are you? Why did you leave me and mum? Who was your brother? And why would the gods try to kill me?" Fired Aera question after question.

"To answer this, I will begin with how the world was created. First of all was Chaos, or the Void. Now mortals call it space. Then Chaos created the Primordials, the first rulers of the world. I was the first born Primordial. I am Tartarus, Protogenoi of the Pit, Judgment and Evil. Then was my sister Nyx, the personification of Night. With her came her twin brother and husband Erebus, Primordial of Darkness and Shadows. Then was Gaia, or else known as Mother Earth. Gaia wanted somebody to love, so Ouranos, or the Sky was birthed. Ouranos was just here with us. There are also many other Primordials, some of which you will meet later in your life. Then comes the more commonly known story of how Gaia and Ouranos had 12 children, the Titans, and then they were defeated by the gods. You will learn things in more detail later." Answered calmly Tartarus.

"You did not answer why did you leave me and mom." When Aera said that, Tartarus had a pained expression on his face. He took his time before speaking again.

"Aera, I could not bring your mother to my Palace, since she was just a mortal. She would go insane just by entering my realm. And I could not live with you, because I had to cloak your aura from the Olympians. If we are both on the surface, we would be greeted by twelve gods in battle armor in less then 5 minutes." Tartarus actually looked somewhat sad, which greatly amused Percy, though he could not blame him. The son of Ouranos remembered how he had understood the Greek World, but it was probably even more confusing for Aera.

"But why would they try to attack us?" Asked the daughter of Hell. Then Tartarus had a somewhat proud look at her.

"Aera, you are my firstborn mortal child. With proper training, you could take one or two of those Olympians without danger. Your raw power right now is as much as one of Kronos' sons." At this Aera's eyes widened. Then she got somewhat nervous.

"But I do not want to hurt them. I do not even know them!" At that, Tartarus signed, before he countinued.

"I used to be just like that, you know. I never wished for what I am today." At both demiprimordials' wide eyes, he continued.

"When we were born, the Protogenoi had many wars to expand their domains. Back then, there was no Pit. But before we stopped all the destruction, my brothers and sisters had many powerful creatures, that could not be simply killed. I was the most powerful of my siblings, so from my essense I created the Pit to keep those ancient horrors from the world. I had to do it to keep the world safe and so I earned the title Primordial of the Pit. As for the Olympians,they fear your power. Also they tend to act first and ask second, especially their Drama Queen." At the Drama Queen comment, both men chuckled, but Aera looked confused. But at least her questions for now were answered.

After the explanation, Tartarus looked somewhat depressed and looked down. Aera had no idea what to do, as the second oldest being was moping in front of her. Then she saw Percy give her a nod and he pointed her father with his head.

Aera slowly stood up and went to her father. As she embraced him, Tartarus' eyes lit up and he hugged his daughted. Never had anyone embraced Tartarus before. His children were the Gigantes and Typhon and both were big dissapointments of his. When he pulled away, he was a lot happier.

"Thank you, daughter. Now, for your training. You and Perseus will train every morning with me in combat. Then I shall train you in your powers, while Perseus will participate in my Arena. Perseus, you can visit your father one day a week, where he will train you in his powers. Now if you want, the two of you can spend the day together, while I finish crafting Aera's weapon." Percy's face lit up and he turned to his cousin.

"Wanna come to Ouranos' Palace? You can also meet my friend Zoe." Aera was really thankful, that he was not disturbed by the fact, that her father was Tartarus and she eagerly nodded. "Lord Tartarus, can you transport us there?"

"Of course, Perseus. And another thing." At Percy's questioning gaze the Primordial continued. "Call me uncle." Then he snapped his fingers.

In Ouranos' Palace

Percy and Aera felt the same pain from teleporting, but it was a little bit better, since they were already slightly used to it. After their eyes refocused the duo were in Ouranos' blue Palace.

Aera was stunned by the beauty of the place, but she did not feel the same feeling of familiarity. Actually, she felt that moving here was slightly harder then in the Pit. While she could see Percy trying to drink in the most of the place.

Then the daughter of Tartarus looked down and found another stunnung sight. Before she could observe for longer, Percy grabbed her hand and brought her through the halls to the archery range.

Zoe was once again splitting arrow after arrow. Even without Artemis' blessing she was a master archer. Before a familiar voice interrupted her.

"Zoe! I brought a friend!" Percy shouted from afar, hoping not to get shot at again.

"What does thee want, Perseus?" Answered Zoe, slightly annoyed by his antics. Her answer thoe confused Aera.

"Does she always talk like that?" Answered the daughter of Tartarus curious at the huntress' language.

"Yeah, but she is just really old." At that comment he had to dodge an arrow, fired at her head.

"Do not dare call me old, Perseus, and why hath thou brought thy maiden here?" Pointing at Aera who was looking at the encounter amused.

"This is your friend?" Asked the daughter of Tartarus.

"Yes, don't worry she will like you, she just hates disgusting and vile males like me." Retorted Percy, doing his best 'Hunter of Artemis' expression.

"Aera, this is Zoe, a dead leutenant of the Hunters of Artemis and Zoe, this is my cousin Aera, daughter of Tartarus." At the statement both were with wide eyes.

"Dead?"

"The Pit?"

"Yes, Zoe died and Artemis put her in the stars, since she had served her for 2000 years. Told you she's old." The demiprimordial said, dodging yet another arrow.

"The same Artemis that you knocked out yesterday?" Asked the Aera, making Zoe draw her knives.

"What did thou do to Lady Artemis, boy?" Yelled Zoe at Percy, making him hold hands at a surrender position.

"Chillax Zoe, she was sent to hunt by Zeus to capture Aera, I had to do something and I only knocked her out with a little shock." Answered Percy, making Aera snort.

"A shock? You knocked her probably into a coma." Zoe once again drew her knives.

"Well ladies, got places to be, bye Zoe!" Said Percy, grabbing Aera and flying away from the huntress, who was screaming bloody murder at him.

Where they were somewhere away, Percy landed and looked at Aera a little more serious.

"How are you feeling, Aera?" He asked.

"Why are you asking?" The daughter of the Pit frowned.

"Well, a lot has happened yesterday and this morning, plus I heard something traumatising for you took place 3 days ago." As Percy mentioned that event, Aera quickly took a more distant and guarded stance, making him throw his arms in surrender. "I will not pry, but if you need to talk about something, I will always be there for you. After all, we will live together for some time."

Aera's eyes lit up and she wrapped her arms around Percy. It was easy to just feel good around the goofy winged demiprimordial, and after today she thought of his a big brother. She had never really had anyone to care for her except her mother. The thought of living with him made her very a thought entered her mind and she pulled away.

"Perseus, what is your story? How did you get so strong?" Then the son of Ouranos signed and began.

"First of all, do not call me Perseus. My name is Percy. Second of all, I was not born a son of Ouranos."

Percy started telling his story to the daughter of Tartarus, from his childhood times and quests until his victory against Kronos. Aera was looking at him wide-eyed, before she asked what she still did not understand.

"When you defeated Kronos, how come you got adopted by Ouranos?" At that moment, Percy's face darkened and she knew this a hard topic for him.

"After killing the Titan Lord, every demigod was scared of me. They no longer thought of me as their friend but rather a scary general, sent to lead them. Then the gods offered me godhood. I declined." Percy did not stop, ignoring the gasp from Aera. "But the gods wanted someone forever bound to serve them. So Poseidon went to my mother to make her scold me into godhood. He ended up killing her and her unborn child after she declined. Later the gods offered their oh so generous gift again. After hearing from Ouranos in my thoughts, I knew what to do, so I declined and Zeus threw his Master Bolt at me. Then Ouranos brought me here, adopted me and trained me before I could come save you."

In response Aera hugged Percy again.

"I will be there too if you need to talk about something. Thank you for bringing me to my father." Then Percy suprised her with ruffling her hair.

"Thanks, little sis." Then Aera scowled, punched Percy and whined.

"I'm not little." Then Percy leant to her ear before whispering.

"Little sis." Then he jumped and started to stretch his wings, sore after so much sitting around before he noticed how long they had been talking for. "Holy crap, Uncle told us to meet him for dinner, I hope we are not late."

"How are we going to get there Percy?" Asked Aera, after all there was no speedline between the Sky to Hell. Percy wondered for a few seconds before answering.

"There are two ways we can get there without our parents' help. Either the same way as yesterday" At Aera quickly shaking her head he continued "or you can create a portal to Tartarus. You should be able to, it is after all your domain. Just think about creating a door on the ground and I think this should do the trick."

Aera was not so confident in her abilities, but still tried to do what Percy had instructed her. She closed her eyes in concentration before she felt a wierd pulling feeling in her gut. Suddenly Aera felt tired and about to lose consciousness, but collected herself and opened her eyes. In front of her was a hole. Both demiprimordials knew where it was going.

Before Aera could reconsider her options, Percy grabbed her and jumped in the hole for a one way ticked to the Pit.

Note: do not do this if you are afraid from falling in dark tunnels. Still, it did not take long before the duo found themselves in the throne room of Tartarus, falling on their bottoms and letting a few 'Ow's, making Tartarus chuckle.

"Good job daughter, you did it on your first time, even if I had to redirect you here, so you do not fall in the Acheron." At that, Percy's eyed widened, he did not expect the River of Pain to be nice for bathing this time of the year. Before his eyes narrowed.

"Then we could have had a more comfortable landing." Percy said with still narrowed eyes.

"Yes." Answered the Primordial with a poker face, as if not seeing a point in doing something else.

"And you let us fall this way." The son of Ouranos continued.

Tartarus nodded again, not disturbing his poker face for a second.

Percy then signed exasperated, some things never changed. "Uncle, you wanted to give Aera something?" Asked/reminded the son of Ouranos, before Tartarus snapped his fingers.

In the Primordial's arms was lying a pitch black spear with a red tip, which was slightly glowing a scarlet color, reminding Percy of Tartarus and his daughter's aura. Overall it was a magnificent weapon.

Aera was looking at the beatiful weapon in front her, before she instincivly reached her hand and the spear flew straight to it. It just felt so right in her hands, and she could even swear she felt a little bit stronger.

At seeing his daughter's reaction, Tartarus smirked a little bit smugly. Before he began listing his creation's qualities.

"First, the whole spear is created from Tartarean steel, very rare and only obtainable here. I have also blessed the tip of the spear. A weapon blessed by me means, that any enemy of yours falls unconsciouss after you have injured them will be instantly teleported straight to my dungeons, where I will take my time with them. Tommorow we will start training, but for now Perseus here has a mission and I also want to observe his combat." Said the Primordial, but before he could teleport them, Percy cut him off.

"What, what mission are you talking about?" Asked the son of Ouranos, as he was beginning to feel really confused.

"Didn't my brother tell you to awaken the Protogenoi from slumber?" Asked Tartarus, not getting his point.

"Well yes, but he did not tell me how." At that, the Primordial signed before answering.

"Percy, how does a Deity become stronger, even if slightly stronger?" Spoke Tartarus slowly, as if teaching a first-year-grader.

"Through sacrifice? So I just need to throw some food in every day?" At that, demiprimordial looked relaxed, that was not as hard.

"If you want one to be awake in 100 years, then yes, you just need to throw some food for 'em." The sarcastic tone of the Primordial was back, before he got more serious again. "But there is a better and faster way." At Percy's raised eyebrow, he continued.

"Spoils of war." Tartarus then grinned and snapped his fingers, teleporting them way.

Arena of Tartarus

This time Aera found herself in a big gladiator arena with her standing with her father on the royal seats. Around her and across the seats were thousands of monsters cheering or booing about the games.

She then saw Percy walk out in the arena and she understood what her father was doing. Percy was about to fight waves of monsters for mostly just her father's amusement. But she couldn't say she was not eager to see how Percy fought.

At the winged demiprimordial's arrival on the field, all monsers shut up for a second, before they started yelling even harder.

At first, a wave of 10 hellhounds shot up from the shados of the arena and surrounded Percy. He looked exceptionally calm and even a bit excited, as if this was his life. And to an extend, it was. Since he was 12 years old, he had been fighting for a prophecy until he managed to snap Luke's neck while he was incapaciteded. This showed that in reality, he had failed and had not been strong enough to kill the Titan King. But now, no longer he would fail. Tartarus would mould him to be the best fighter of immortals and combined with Ouranos' power he would be able to start the New Golden Age.

Lost in thought, Percy almost missed a hellhound jumping towards him for a swipe. Key word:almost. In a second of godly speed, the hellhound was just dust. He had sliced the beast straight through the stomach.

Hellhounds were relativly low-tier monsters. They never faked any moves and just had the easily predictable jump-and-swipe attack. That made them easy game for the somewhat experienced monster hunter. After disposing of all mutts with a few more lightning fast and deadly slashes, Percy looked around at the crowd.

Aera was stunned at his display. She had seen his katana, which had the same glow as her spear, though in blue and was captivated by it. As the daughter of Tartarus' weapon was great for battling bigger and physicly stronger then her opponents, the katana was excelent at taking out many targets one by one with deadly speed.

Tartarus was watching with glee. He knew that his future trainee would not dissapoint. Of course, hellhounds were easy prey, but not many could outspeed them and dispose of them so easily, if not a little too brutally. He then spoke in Percy's mind.

Sacrifice them to Nyx, she is the most awaken of my siblings and she also said, that she wants to meet you.

At the proclamation, that the Protogenoi of Night also wanted to meet him, the demiprimordial was shocked, before he sighned. He really had no idea what to expect from the First Deities anymore. Ouranos was a prankster and Tartarus was a sarcastic jerk. What should he expect next? An Erebus, who was moping around depressed?

Still, Percy obliged and lit up the left out pelts using his lightning powers, while sacrificing them to Nyx. Then he looked at Tartarus, who had a maniacal grin, and Aera, who gave him a thumbs-up.

Then before him he felt some disturbances in the air behind him and was about to turn around before he heard and oh so familiar hiss of snakes.

Medusa was behind him.

After Percy realised he had to fight on blind, Tartarus created him a black blindfold, so he could at least fight with a normal stance.

Beside Medusa were two other figures. One of them had a humanoid shade, while being higher and bulkier. The other was like a giant hellhound, but had some unrecognisable moving thing on his back. Percy had never heard of hellhound riders, but hey, everything was possible in a messed up Primordial's mind.

Percy knew he had to take out Medusa first, but she was standing at the back, shooting arrow after arrow at him. At least she had nothing on Zoe. The demiprimordial's encounters with her hurt a lot more. Then the more humanoid figure started moving towards him and a scent he could never forget made him smirk.

It was Ground Beef vs. Percy-Round Three.

As the Minotaur was charging towards the son of Ouranos, the hellhound rider was approaching him more carefully and on the side, making a path for Medusa to continued her ranged assault.

As the son of Pasiphae got closer, Percy got ready and tumbled towards him, leaving a reasonable wound at the side of monster's knees. As the Minotaur grunted in pain and lost his balance, Percy made a deep slice at the monster's hip and then kicked the Minotaur while powering his kick with a current, making the Minotaur outright fall on his face. Percy was about to go for the kill, before he felt extremely hot for a second. His son of Poseidon blood protected him from being burned severely, but it still hurt like a bitch.

Percy's eyes widened as he connected the dots. Minatour and Medusa. First quest. Big dog-like figure with an unrecogisable figure on its back that can breath fire. The Chimera.

Still dodging the arrows from Medusa, Percy knew he had to think about this. The Chimera had only been defeated once and he did not any lead or other way to poison it. That left only one choice. At that time, he heard Ouranos' voice as the Primordial encouraged him.

Blast it to Mother.

Percy grinned and started swinging his blade, gathering electricity around it. The crowd of monsters was almost jumping in anticipation of the coming strike. If possible, Tartarus' grin grew even bigger and Aera leaned forward.

Percy then did a full 360 with a jump and pointed the katana straight at the Chimera's mouth. At that moment, such a loud boom was heard, some of the hellhounds' ears on the front seats started bleeding from their enchanced senses.

Where the hybrid had been, stood nothing. Not even the golden dust monsters turn to.

Percy had blasted the Chimera with so much power, the monster whole was sent to Nyx. Tartarus noticed that and muttered. "That's gotta feel good." Aera heard him and cocked an eyebrow, before just sighning. Her father's antics were too much for her to handle right now.

Even Medusa was too stunned to comprehend what just happened and only regained her bearings a second before her head too rolled on the floor. After burning it too, Percy tried to remove the blindfold, only to have it stay more firmly in place. The demiprimordial could swear he heard somebody laughing in his head.

Then before the Minataur could start charging again, Percy cut his head off with a clean slice from the katana. Then he looked at the crowds of monsters, who were looking at him without a murmur.

Before pandemonion broke out and all of them were screaming and cheering for him. Aera was looking at Percy in awe, while Tartarus was in euphoria, thinking about the deeds his trainee wouls accomplish.

Then the Primordial teleported all three of them to an unknown dark room, before speaking quickly.

"Now, Percy I did not expect for you to burn the Chimera whole, but after that Nyx said, that she wanted to meet you now. Have fun!" Then Tartarus and Aera teleported out of the room and that left Percy grumbling about how annoying his uncle could be.

Then he looked around and found that, he could not see anything for a few seconds before his eyes got used to the darkness. Then he recognised a bit throne, in the usual for Protogenoi 10 meter height. But on it stood the most beatiful woman Percy had seen in his life.

She had very pale, flawless skin. It contrasted greatly with her pitch black hair, cascading to her for a petite build, generous breasts. She was wearing a once again black dress and had crossed her legs. The woman's black eyes were looking at the son of Ouranos, as if calculating and taking in his image the best way. Though it was not in a cold way like most immortals, but a more symphatetic look. Then she spoke.

"Come, Perseus Jackson. We have much to discuss." Said Nyx, Primordial Goddess of the Night.

AN: Next chapter will be focused on Nyx, as she is one of the most important characters in the story. Or at least in the first part of it. I hope you enjoyed it.

The story of the Primordials and their looks actually come from the story Reign of The New Protogenoi. It is definatly the best story that is updated recently at the moment. I highly recommend it to everyone who is enjoying my story as well. Both fanfiction are somewhat similar, though I try to find new ideas where I can. I really hope nobody blames me for copyright or something, since it really is just an amazing idea and I could not think about anything better.

If you wonder, no the Primordials right now are not fully awake. Actually, Nyx is about 5% of her real power at the time of her meeting with Percy. Tartarus and Ouranos are more powerful right now, but I will not share why or how yet.