Hello and welcome to my second Percy Jackson Fanfiction. And again our starting point is going to be the Titans Curse as I honestly think its the easiest Route to take when introducing a Character into the Story other than the Lightning Thief of course.
Like in my previous story I took some inspiration from the God of War series when using Norse Mythology. In this story I will be using part of the Fate Series along with my own take on Irish/Celtic Mythology.
There are so many different tales within Irish Myth that it's often times difficult to research properly online. Even stories that I was told as a child differ greatly when I look them up online. So much so that they are often completely different, both in the Story's meaning and sometimes even ending.
So before we jump once more into the Fray, I'd like to thank you all for Reading this Story. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: The Percy Jackson & the Olympians Pentalogy was written and is owned by Rick Riordan
The Irish Demi-God & the Second Titanomakhia: Chapter 0: Prologue
December 14th, 2007
(Westover Hall, MA)
It had been two years since he'd arrived in the New World. Every day since then he had more or less been within these walls of Westover Hall Military Academy just outside of Bar Harbor. It was only for 6 weeks through out the year he was able to travel and see what the New World had to offer. But he kept coming bac because of the familiar feeling he was getting from both Bianca and her little brother Nico Di Angelo.
Tonight was meant to be the last night of term before the Winter break. And after spending three of the last five years fighting in a bloody war with the Formorians. Tonight offered a rare chance to relax and enjoy being a kid. A rare opportunity for a Demi-god.
But when he had noticed three new faces arrive into the gymnasium along with the new student Grover Underwood, it seemed that it might not be the relaxing evening he was hoping for.
As he watched the group split up, he decided to have a little bit of fun as he walked over towards Grover and the black haired girl.
"Would it be possible to have a dance with you?" A strong sounding and thick Northern Irish accent spoke out from just behind Thalia. She turned around to find a 6ft 1ins tall teenager who appeared to be a year or two older than her smirking down at her, his hand held out towards her.
He was wearing the same student uniform that Grover had been wearing but it was a lot more smoother and cleaner. On his shoulder were three gold chevrons, etched into his uniform.
His face appeared to have a small amount of stubble around his jaw. On the right side of his jawline thought, there was a scar that ran beside his ear down and into his neck. His medium length black hair was swept back, showing off his forehead. She couldn't help but stare at his Emerald Green eyes that appeared to shine at her.
"Sergeant Morgan, Sir!" Grover nervously exclaimed out in shock beside her before he saluted his superior officer.
This action caused the older student to chuckle lightly before resting a hand on Grover's shoulder. "At ease Recruit Underwood, we're off duty for the night, so there's no need to salute. And beside we're both still students at the Academy. We're not in the Army yet."
As Thalia looked up at the Sergeant, she guessed he was just about 6ft tall. "He's one of the three I found." Grover whispered into Thalia's ear, causing her eyes to widen slightly.
As the young Sergeant turned his eyes over towards Thalia, he couldn't hold back a small grin. "Unless you don't want me to dance with your Girlfriend?"
"He's/She's not my Boy/Girlfriend!?" Both Grover and Thalia exclaimed at the same time, the two of them blushing as well.
Thalia though was the first to recover from the Sergeant's teasing as Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars began to play out through the hall. "Three things. One, I don't even know your name. Two, why ask me? And Three, why would I dance with you?"
The young Sergeant chuckled before he answered. "I wanted to ask you because you have a cute but rebellious look about ye." Thalia blushed as she looked up at the Sergeant who had just called her cut.
"As for your last point, look around the hall." The Sergeant stated as Thalia looked around the hall only to find nearly every girl was glaring at her. "Nearly every girl here has decked herself out with their best makeup and dresses and have been badgering me all night to dance with them."
"I refused them of course... But can you imagine how sickening it would be if a Punk Rock Princess like yourself, had beaten all these Barbies? They might just never recover from it." The Sergeant answered as he held out towards Thalia. Grover could only watch in both awe of his Sergeant's smooth answer and fear with Thalia's wild looking grin.
"Deal." Thalia stated as she took the Sergeant's hand. "Don't expect a good dance partner."
The Sergeant burst out in laughter as he lead Thalia onto the dance floor. "That's fine, I can't dance to save my live as well... Oh, and my name's Rhion Morgan."
Grover continued to watch in stunned silence before rushing off to find his friends. 'Both Annabeth and Percy need to see this!'
Meanwhile as both Rhion and Thalia danced, the latter was finding it hard to talk to the clearly older Demi-god while also smirking at the furious faces of the girls around the hall glaring at her. "You seem to be enjoying yourself." Rhion stated with a smirk.
"Well apparently, I'm dancing with the homecoming king or something like that." Thalia responded with a light chuckle.
"It's nothing like that, I assure you... I'm nothing but a big target for these girls to say they've claimed." Rhion replied back with a groan.
"I have to admit though, I love the accent." Thalia stated as she looked up at Rhion.
"Thanks. Would you believe me if I told you it was my own?" Rhion answered back with a grin as Thalia laughed.
"That sounds so stupid." Thalia replied in her laughter.
The two soon became silent until Take That's Rule the world took over from Snow Patrol. "Wanna keep dancing?" Rhion asked Thalia who nodded in her reply.
"You know, this isn't the normal kind of music I would normally be seen listening to. Let alone dancing to." Thalia softly spoke as she slowly leaned her head into Rhion's chest.
"Same... In my eyes nothing tops Oasis' Morning Glory, the Greatest Album ever." Rhion chuckled as he replied back.
Thalia then pulled her head up and challengingly looked up at him. "Guns N' Roses' first album, Appetite for Destruction!"
Rhion smirked as he looked back down. "It's a good album but let's just agree to disagree on that one."
Thalia narrowed her eyes lightly at Rhion who could only nervously chuckle back in response. "Say... How were you able to apply to this school since you're not American?"
"Oh that was easy, I just influenced the Veil to convince everyone that I was born here in the States to parents were from Northern Ireland. And that it's a very difficult accent to get rid of." Rhion answered with a smirk.
"The Veil?" Thalia's thoughts projected themselves as she softly asked in confusion. 'Does he mean the Mist?'
"So, do you want to tell me how and why you and your friends snuck into a Military Academy?" Rhion asked with a smirk that caught Thalia off guard.
"How could you tell?" Thalia asked as she mentally prepared to defend herself, it was obvious to her that this Demi-god was aware of what he was.
"Besides the ripped up Army Jacket which is forbidden by the way, Black Leather Trousers aren't allowed on Campus." Rhion answered back with a chuckle causing Thalia to lightly blush in embarrassment. "That and I can tell you're Demi-god like me. But also different at the same time... Almost but not quite the same was the two Di Angelo recruits."
"What do you mean?" Thalia asked in confusion.
"Well, you smell like the Sky... A literal breath of fresh air." Rhion answered as he winked at Thalia, causing her blush to deepen.
"I might not know why you're here, but if you are worried about the Di Angelo's then I..." Rhion suddenly stopped himself before he looked over suddenly and checked around the Hall before his eyes rested on the Hall's side exit doors.
"We need to go." Rhion stated out suddenly as he began to lead Thalia out of the Hall.
She could hear the low whispering of the other Girls as Rhion held onto her hand. She was about to smugly look back at them when Grover rushed over to her. "Thalia, we've got trouble."
"I'm already aware." The commanding tone to Rhion's voice cut off Grover as he turned to face him. "Get your other friend and meet us outside."
"Right away sir!" Grover saluted before rushing off to find Annabeth.
"Wait, what's going on?" Thalia asked as once outside the Hall, the two began to run towards the School's main entrance.
"Your Friend and the Di Angelo twins have been captured by Dr. Thorn. I knew there was something wrong with him... Dammit, I should've killed him sooner." Rhion cursed under his breath as they exited the School and were meet with a cold gust of wind and snow.
As they exited the school, Rhion rushed off towards the cliff-face in a sprint, Thalia closely following behind him. The closer they got to it, they could see Percy defending both Nico and Bianca from some kind of hybrid Beast. The whirring rumbles of a Helicopter could be heard until Rhion and Thalia seen one arrive over the cliff-face.
Thalia watched on as Rhion right hand glowed before a small ball of flames appeared. Grasping the flames tightly, he threw the flames towards the Helicopter like a baseball. "Dóiteánbolt! (Firebolt!)" Rhion called out as the flames travelled upwards like a lightning bolt made of crimson flames. It quickly collided with the Helicopter causing it to explode and crash down.
"Why did you do that!?" Percy asked in shock as he watched the Helicopter's destruction. "There were people in there!"
"There was nothing alive in that Helicopter kid." Rhion replied as he pulled out a Wooden Red Rod that was about 6 inches long from the inside of his jacket. Gripping it tightly it extended out into a crimson spear.
"As much as I'm kicking myself for not killing you sooner, you're threatening the lives of my subordinates. As their commanding Officer I very well can't let you escape knowing that." Rhion stated as he pointed his spear towards what he guessed was Dr. Thron's true form.
"You're hurt so get over to your friends." Rhion softly spoke as Percy noticed Annabeth and Grover arrive beside Thalia.
As he moved over towards them, Percy noticed that both Nico and Bianca had become frozen with fear and were still rooted to the same spot as he heard Dr. Thorn taunt. "Your spear won't hurt me brat!"
"Oh I beg to differ. You see this spear was a gift given to me by my Mother. It was created over three thousand years ago from the skull of the Curriuid."
"I know that name might not seem like much to a Beast like you, but the best way to describe it's appearance, is of a Lovecraftian Sea Dragon. And trust me when I say, you don't want one of those appearing near your shores." Rhion darkly chuckled as Dr. Thorn and the other looked at him with confusion.
"As for this Spear, it was once wielded by my mother's former love interest. She took it for herself after he had died in battle. Its been in my possession for over eight years. Twice as long as Sétanta held it in fact." Dr. Thorn's eyes widened when he heard the name Rhion causally dropped. The other Demi-gods looked at each other in confusion.
Rhion though smiled as he seen the fear appear on Dr. Thorn's face. "You've figured it out, haven't you?" Rhion softly asked a terrified Dr. Thorn as he brought the crimson spear up and pointed it towards the Manticore.
"I'll be taking your Heart now.. Gáe... BOLG!" Thrusting the Spear in his right hand forward, it passed through Dr. Thorn's chest like a hot knife through butter.
Dr. Thorn gasped for air as the Spear had passed through his Lung and into his Heart. His body began to shake before freezing solid. Only then did Rhion pull the Spear from out of Dr. Thorn's chest.
The Manticore remained motionless before an arrow flew past Rhion head and directly into Dr. Thorn's forehead. His body bursting into a large pile of Golden dust that was soon swept away by the wind.
Rhion sighed at first but suddenly froze himself. 'Wait... None of these kids had a bow.' Rhion thought to himself before rushing over to protect both Bianca and Nico. Bringing the Spear into a defensive stance, he positioned himself between the kids and from the direction the arrow had come from.
He had also seen that Thalia and her friends had also done the same and took a defensive position. "Stay behind me." Rhion softly spoke as he began looking over at the nearby trees. His eyes quickly shifting as he checked for any signs of movement.
Moments later he could hear a horn bellow out, but it was not one that he had heard before. "It's the Hunters of Artemis!" Annabeth called out in shock as Rhion looked on in annoyance.
From the trees a volley of Arrows flew toward Rhion and the two Di Angelos. 'Ah shit.'
Twisting and turning his Spear in the air, Rhion easily deflected the oncoming barrage with ease but the Hunter continued firing with increasing speed. "Wait! Hold your fire! He's with us!/He saved us!" Thalia and Percy both called out but their voices fell on deaf ears.
Rhion though was starting to slow down as the speed and firing rate of the arrows slowly increased. 'This isn't looking too good.' Rhion thought to himself before an arrow managed to get past his defence and went straight into his right shoulder.
"Ahh!" Rhion grunted out in pain as he was forced to drop Gáe Bolg.
"NO!" Rhion could hear Thalia's voice call out as another volley of arrows heading straight towards him, he knew that he needed to act quickly.
"Time Alter: Triple Excel!" Rhion called out as his perception of time began to slow. Pouring his essence into his left hand he swiped it across the front of his body created ten glowing Rune symbols in the air. "Balla na Lasracha! (Wall of Flames!)"
The floating Rune the flew in a circle around Rhion and the Di Angelo's before a 8ft high wall of flames burst out of the ground, forming a defective wall surrounding the trio.
With this short breather Rhion turned his attention towards the terrified Di Angelo's. "I know you've a lot of questions you want to ask right now, and you have every right to know about it. But right now we only have two minutes at most before the spell is finished. I need you both to stay strong until then." Rhion softly spoke to the younger brother and older sister pair.
The could see Bianca bravely and silently nod back to him. "Good..." Rhion replied back before he sighed. "Bianca, I'm sorry to ask this but I'm gonna need you to pull this arrow out of my shoulder."
"What!?" Bianca's eyes widened as she processed what she had just been asked.
"It's a forked arrowhead Bianca and I'm going to bleed to death if it says in... Once you've pulled it out, I can heal it." Rhion tried to reassure her but it didn't seem to work.
Rhion's left hand grabbed a hold of Bianca as he spoke to her. "Bianca you need to do this otherwise we might not make it out of here... And I swear that I'll protect you both! But I can't protect you if I'm dead."
Swallowing her nerves, Bianca slowly grabbed a hold of the arrow close it Rhion wound. "On three." Rhion softly ordered before he bit down on the wooden staff of Gáe Bolg in his mouth.
"Okay.. On three..." Bianca spoke out as Rhion nodded and shut his eyes. "One... Two... Three!" Pulling the arrow out of Rhion's shoulder, the older teen grunted out from the pain before he quickly took action.
Rhion moved quickly as he removed his jacket and shirt. Bianca blushed and quickly moved away while Nico's eyes were on the scars and tattoos that covered his upper body.
On the left side of his torso there was three claw marks that had formed a scar from his side into his abs. But over his abs there was a single lined scar that had a twin on his back which appeared to have just missed his spine.
Both of his forearms held three band tattoos that wrapped around his forearms before a line from each band shot up his arms, shoulder and chest to form a circle in the centre of his chest. The inside of which held a black and detailed Triskelion within.
The final tattoo Nico had noticed was a much larger one. It was of a Raven with it wings spread out, that covered the entire top half of his back. "Awesome." Nico exclaimed out as he continued to look at the tattoo.
Meanwhile Rhion left hand started to glow once more before he brought it up and close the the wound on his shoulder. "Cneasaigh. (Heal.)"
The two Di Angelo's were once more in awe as they watched the golden glow from Rhion's hand slow heal and close the wound on his shoulder. Once it had been completely closed, Rhion stood up and readied himself once more.
Taking a slow and deep breath the lowest ring band tattoo on both arms began to glow. "Céim a haon: Scaoileadh. (Step one: Release.)" The band soon disappeared and the glowed followed up this arms and into the Triskelion on his chest. The swirls began to quickly turn before they had morphed into two crescent moon with their back to each other.
His fingers and the area around his eyes blackened as two thin black line moved down from his eyes to his chin. Rhion was watch on though as the flames in front of him slowly began to subside. He then tightened his grip on Gáe Bolg and smirked as he could now clearly see the Hunters of Artemis who had come out from their hiding spots within the nearby trees.
'They are in the open, which means they're for the taking.' Rhion thought to himself before he heard one speak out.
"Permission to fire, my Lady." One of the Hunters spoke out
"Fire at me again and none of you will be making it out of here alive." Rhion lowly warned before he started to unleash a red aura around Gáe Bolg. He seen that a few of the Hunters were affected by it and smirked.
"There is only one of you, and twenty of us you stupid boy. You'll be dead before you're near any of us." The girl who had spoken out moments before replied out to Rhion. He could see that she wore a silver circlet that was wrapped around her hair.
"Don't think too highly of yourselves... I've fought a thousand Fomorians and came out on top. They even had some Archers in their ranks too... Didn't stop me though." Rhion growled back the Nico and Bianca rushed over towards the other Demi-Gods.
"What is your name?" The young Auburn haired Hunter called out to Rhion.
"My name is Rhion Morgan, Son of the Morrígan." Rhion introduction to Artemis caused the Greek Goddess' eyes to widen before she quickly calmed herself.
"Stand down girls." Artemis ordered out to her Hunters.
"Are you sure my Lady." The Huntress asked in confusion when she seen the serious look in her Lady's eyes.
"It's been quite a few Years Zoe, But we've meet his kind before... It's not Hubris he's displaying. He's capable of backing up his warning to us." Artemis evenly replied as she took on a more Adult form.
"Despite the rough start to our meeting, I'm honoured to meet you Lady Artemis." Rhion stated as he unsummoned Gáe Bolg back into its hidden form.
"But if you shall excuse me, I have two subordinates that will be looking for answers to what has happened in the last few minutes." Rhion stated out as he picked up his bloodied jacket and started to move over towards Nico and Bianca.
"I can fire a shot at him if you should wish my Lady?" Zoe asked Artemis, but the later simply shook her head in reply.
"There's no need. He wasn't being rude just now. And a single arrow wouldn't kill him, only anger him..." Artemis replied with some unease to her voice before ordering her Hunters to set up Camp for the night.
Meanwhile with Bianca and Nico, they both had the same look of fear and awe from just moments before as they watched Rhion move towards them. "I bet that you both weren't expecting tonight Dance to end like this?" Rhion asked with a chuckle as he sat down in front of the Di Angelo's.
The other members of Camp Blood had joined them as Bianca looked around her surroundings. "Just who are you people and what in Hell's name is going on here?!"
"Take a deep breath Bianca. I promised I'd tell you all that I knew." Rhion waved his hands in front of Bianca in an attempt to calm her down slightly.
She had calmed down a bit and sat down, holding onto Nico before she nodded towards Rhion to continue. "As you've probably guessed what's happened tonight isn't exactly normal. This is because all of us here are the same, We're Demi-gods, although I'm from a different Pantheon to yours."
"I've known that you were both Demi-gods when you both arrived here two years ago and I've been keeping an eye on you both since hoping I could avoid what's happened tonight... I'm sorry that I failed you both on that part." Rhion solemnly hung his head slightly as he apologized.
"You shouldn't be too hard on yourself. Somethings are just meant to happen." Annabeth tried to reassure Rhion but he shook his head in response.
"I can't accept that... Fate only determines how you die, not by how you live. Tonight could've been avoided." Rhion replied as he looked over at the Campers.
"What about them?" Bianca asked as she looked at the Campers.
"Now that I don't know. I knew something was up when Recruit Underwood arrived but when you two walked into the Hall." Rhion stated as he pointed at both Thalia and Percy. "It was like Taranis and Manannán had been taking steroids."
"Taranis and Manannán?" Grover asked in confusion.
"The Celtic Gods of the Sky and Sea." Rhion replied before he asked. "So, tell me what brings you four here?"
"Well it's kind of might be a long and complicated story." Percy nervously answered as he rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with Rhion who was now glaring at him.
"Then shorten and simplify it." Rhion instantly replied back. "Because your explanation isn't just for me but also Bianca and Nico."
Percy looked over at both Thalia and Grover for support, but found none as Annabeth sighed out in exasperation. "I'll take it from here Seaweed Brain."
"Long story short, three of us are Demigods of Olympus. Thalia's a Daughter of Zeus, Percy's a Son of Poseidon and I'm Annabeth, a Daughter of Athena. Grover here is a Satyr. Satyrs are sent across the country in order to find and rescue Demigods and bring them to Camp Half-Blood which is a safe haven for Demigods where we're trained to fight Monster and protect ourselves in the real world." Annabeth explained as Rhion nodded in understanding.
"Grover came here when he sensed you three and called us for back up in order to bring you to Camp Half-Blood." Annabeth finished explaining as Bianca looked at little concerned.
"So Monsters are real?" Bianca nervously asked while Nico looked a little excited.
"See Sis! I told you that Bus driver had Goat legs!" Nico stated out as he shook.
"That wasn't real Nico." Bicana argued back but was cut off by Rhion.
"They're very much real Bianca." Rhion answered with a sly smirk. "In fact if you four didn't know I'd avoid walking in Hudson Valley. Unless you wish the meet the Headless Horseman."
"What like Sleepy Hallow?" Thalia asked with a smirk of her own.
"The exact same one. Except he doesn't have a Pumpkin for a head as is in fact a Dúlachán."
"Don't you mean Du..." Annabeth was about to finish the Monster's name when he was cut short by Rhion.
"I can call him is name in Gaelic because he's more commonly known by the English spelling. That's what happens when your national language is taken over a replaced by a foreign one." Rhion warned before sighing in annoyance. "But back to what I said to your earlier Bianca. Monster are very much real... And I should know as I've been killing everyone that's come too close to here for the past two years."
"What about Dr. Thorn and Grover?" Annabeth asked as they noticed Grover sweating and nervously rub his neck.
"Recruit Underwood is easy to explain. No offense but you don't have the looks of a killer, you look like you couldn't hurt a fly." Rhion replied as Grover nervously chuckled. "But as you know, I did keep my eye on you just in case."
"Yeah... You always scared the crackers out of me when your would appear." Grover groaned as he lightly sulked.
"Don't be too concerned Grover, I bet he's a big softie on the inside." Thalia laughed as she rubbed Grover's back.
"I'm sitting right here y'know." Rhion groaned in annoyance as the Demigods all chuckled at his expense.
"As for Dr. Thorn... That was my mistake. He didn't act like any of the other Monster that had came here before... At times it even felt like he was purposely avoiding not only me, but Bianca and Nico as well. I couldn't find the right time or place in the last few months he was here to confront and kill him." Rhion sighed as he rubbed his forehead.
"Was there any times when he talked to you?" Percy asked in confusion.
"Only when there was another mortal nearby. He wouldn't come near me if I was alone." Rhion explained as he looked over at Bianca and Nico. "And I'm guessing because three other Demigods showed up tonight, he got nervous and made his move."
"But how did you know about us being kidnapped?" Bianca asked as the other Demigods nodded in agreement.
"That's right! You knew before Grover even warned us! And he has a mind link with Percy who had warned him." Thalia stated out as Rhion pulled out his Academy Student ID card.
"Grover already knows this but he, Bianca and Nico are three members in my Squad of eight, myself included. As their NCO, I'm responsible for their daily activities outside of classes. Activities like Weapons and Physical training and such." Rhion started to explain.
"As their Sergeant, I have one rule when they are on the Academy Grounds. Keep your ID on you at all times. And in the case of the three of them, I placed a tracking Rune on each of their ID's. So if they did leave school grounds, I'd know."
"So when they walked out the side doors you knew something was up?" Annabeth asked, looking for confirmation to her theory. Rhion silently nodded in response.
"So I'm guessing you'll be bringing both Bianca and Nico to this Camp Half-Blood?" Rhion asked with a raised eyebrow.
"That's the plan... But with the Hunters of Artemis showing up, our rescue has become a mess." Percy replied with a sigh.
"All plans fail after first contact kid. Don't beat yourself up too much." Rhion replied with a knowing sigh of his own. "Would it be possible if I tag along?"
The three demi-gods looked at each other nervously. All sharing the same idea that it might not be the best idea to bring a foreign demi-god to their camp. "We'd have to ask Chiron first, if that's okay?" Annabeth stated before Rhion's eyes went wide with excitement.
"Chiron?... As in the Centaur who taught Achilles? That Chiron?" Rhion stumbled slightly as he asked with his barely contained ecstasy
Annabeth had seen that Percy, Thalia and Grover had shared her unease. "I'd take it that you'd want to meet Chiron?"
"What Hero wouldn't!?" Rhion exclaimed with a wide smile. "He's one of the five Great Trainers of Heroes of Legends still apart of this World. Dronacharya of the Kaurava, Sōjōbō of Mount Kurama, Chiron of Greek Legend, Scáthach my own Master and Merlin of Celtic Legend!"
"To have a chance to meet two Trainers in one lifetime is an honour with near impossible odds. Even within my own Pantheon which includes Merlin and my Master!" Rhion exclaimed with his arms out wide.
"Wait, Merlin actually apart of the Celtic Pantheon?" Annabeth asked in confusion.
"What's known as Arthurian Legend is really part of the wider Celtic Pantheon. What's the world knows now is simply a bastardized story created by the Roman Church in order to help spread its influence. King Arthur was real by the way, but he didn't follow the Christian God but my step-father, the Dagda."
"So are the knights of the Round table real as well? And Excalibur, the sword in the stone?" Annabeth asked once more, her thrust for knowledge getting the better of her.
"Okay firstly, Excalibur wasn't the sword in the stone, that was Caliburn. Excalibur was gifted to Arthur by the Queen of the Fae Niamh when he and his men defended her when she was attacked by bandits who were seeking her secrets of immortality."
"During the battle Caliburn had been broken and destroyed, so Excalibur was crafted by her hands and magic as a reward for his Heroic deeds. This is the same Niamh who ruled the Land of Everlasting Youth Tír na nÓg by the way. Christianity renamed her Nimue, changed her title from Queen of the Fae to an Enchantresses, as well as changing the name of Tír na nÓg to Avalon and giving her the nickname the Lady of the Lake." Rhion explained to Annabeth much like how a teacher would correct a student.
"And most of the Round Table aren't real. The biggest name being Lancelot as the guy never existed... The only knights who were real were Bedwyr, Tristan, Gauwaine, the half-Giant Gallehault and my half-sister and Arthur's' daughter Medrawt who is now known as Mordred."
"You seem a little unhappy about it all." Percy nervously chuckled while the others agreed with him after Rhion had finished his educational rant.
"Let's just say it's a complicated issue." Rhion sighed as he rubbed his head. "And with Merlin's self-imposed exile in Tír na nÓg. It's impossible for me to reach him."
"How's it impossible?" Bianca asked as she looked up at Rhion.
"My mother is a Goddess of Fate, War and Death. Tír na nÓg is the Land of Everlasting Youth meaning there is no Death. I literally can't take a single step there otherwise my existence would be questionable at the least." Rhion explained before looking over towards the campers.
"What if you won't be allowed into Camp?" Grover asked as both Thalia and Percy had thought the same.
"Well, I can't stay here any longer." Rhion stated as he stood up. "Honestly it was starting to get a little boring."
"What are you planning on doing?" Annabeth asked.
"Not too sure at the moment. But still ask Chiron if I can go to camp with you." Rhion stated as he started to move towards the School. "I'll be getting my stuff ready."
(An Hour later)
When Rhion arrived back with his duffle bag, they noticed that he had changed his clothes. As he was no longer in his Academy Uniform and was now wearing a pair of black steel toe capped boots that had the ends of his dark blue jeans tucked into. Up he was wearing no shirt underneath a long length dark green sleeveless zipped hoodie.
The Hoodie went down as far as his knees and since the zipper started at his waist, this extension acted more like a half skirt with the from exposed. The hoodies front was down far enough to reveal to top half of his chest tattoo and the dog-tags around his neck. And finally around his forehead was a grey bandana he was using to keep his hair swept back.
"Sorry for the long wait... Couldn't find my armour at first." Rhion stated as he dropped down his duffle bag. "So what's the news?"
"Chiron's okay with it. In fact he almost seemed excited to meet you just as you were about meeting him." Thalia replied with a grin.
"Yeah but Mr. D isn't. You'll have to convince him in order to stay." Annabeth nervously answered as Thalia's grin fell as now looked slightly nervous.
"I'm guessing Mr. D is a god of Olympus then?" Rhion dryly asked as he rubbed his face.
"Yeah." Thalia nervously replied as she rubbed her neck.
"Better than nothing I suppose." Rhion sighed as he looked around noticing two were missing as he watched Nico playing his Mythomagic card game with Grover. "Where's Bianca and the kid?"
"Lady Artemis said she wished to speak with them. She also wanted to talk to you but when we explained why you weren't here to Zoe, she stormed off in an huff." Thalia replied as she warmed herself from the flames of a small fire pit.
"I take you two have history?" Rhion asked with a raised eyebrow and smirk.
"It's not the good kind." Thalia quickly replied causing Rhion to raise his hands in surrender.
"Then I won't ask." Rhion stated as Annabeth sat down beside them.
"I don't like that Percy is taking too long with Lady Artemis... You don't think she would've?" Annabeth nervously asked as she looked over at Thalia.
Shrugging as before she responded, Thalia replied with. "I doubt it... I mean Dad might enjoy it but, Uncle P wouldn't."
"What are you talking about?" Rhion asked in confusion.
"Oh, Annabeth is just wondering if Lady Artemis is going to turn Kelp Head into a Jackalope." Thalia replied with a shrug as she leaned backwards.
Rhion was silent for a few seconds before he asked. "The hell's a Jackalope?"
"You serious?" Annabeth asked in shock.
"I'm being serious here." Rhion replied back before continuing. "I've killed a lot of things and know a lot of names for Monsters but I've never heard of a Jackalope before."
"Think of a Rabbit with horns." Thalia answer didn't seem to help Rhion from his confusion. That was until he realised why she would've changed him.
"I'm guessing this is so she could then Hunt him?" Rhion asked but he only received a silent nod from both Thalia and Annabeth. "Right, If I'm meeting her, I want one of you with me. I aint talking to her alone."
"Say Rhion... Your last name is Morgan right?" Thalia slowly asked as she leaned over towards the older teenager.
"Yeah, what about?" Rhion asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I just find it weird that your name had Morgan in it and your Mother is called the Morrígan?" Thalia stated with a raised eyebrow. "Sure you didn't make that up your last name, Raven head?"
"Raven head?" Rhion had a slightly amused look on his face as he questioned Thalia.
"What? You don't like it Raven head? I can't keep calling you Sergeant Morgan, Sir!" Thalia replied as she mockingly saluted Rhion, causing the older teen to burst out in laughter. "Besides everyone needs a nickname, like Percy calls Annabeth Wise Girl or we call him Kelp Head or Seaweed Brain or the Walking Puddle or..."
"I think he gets your point, Pinecone Face." Annabeth lightly chuckled as she cut off Thalia causing all the teens to lightly laugh at Percy's unknowing expense.
"Well, if that the case I'll accept being called Raven Head." Rhion smiled back at Thalia before stopping for a moment to think of a nickname for her. "But only if I get to call you Strawberry in return."
"Strawberry?" Thalia asked out loud in confusion.
"Yeah, Strawberry." Rhion reconfirmed his nickname for Thalia before adding with a shit eating grin. "Cause with your freckles, you look like a Strawberry when you blush."
More or less the instant Rhion has said those words, that Annabeth had covered her mouth in order to hold back her laughter. Thalia though blushed lightly, breaking Annabeth's restraint in the process. "Di Immortales... He's right! Ahahaha!" Thalia's blushing glare at Annabeth did little to stop her laughter abut she was thankful neither Nico or Grover had heard them.
She looked over to find that Rhion still had that same shit eating grin on his face. "I'm going to kill you now." Rhion only smirked was he started to duck and dodge Thalia's fists. But a voice had cut them off from their banter and fun.
"Excuse me?" Turning around to face who had just spoken to them, they spotted one of Artemis' Hunter looking slightly nervous. "Would it be possible for me to talk to you for a moment?"
As Rhion looked over at the Huntress, he was taken in by a sense of familiarity with her. He had honestly never seen her before but his eyes widened a bit when he finally realized the familiarity of who was in front of him. "Dia duit, Deirfiúr. (Hello, Sister.)"
End!
OC Character Information: Biographical information;
Full name: Rhion 'Ryan' Alex Morgan.
Gender: Male.
Age: 17.
Nationality: Irish (Born in Tyrone, Northern Ireland).
Alias: Sergeant Morgan (Westover Hall), Child (Scáthach), Ginearálta de na Démi-Déithe (General of the Demi-Gods - Tuatha Dé Danann) Raven Head (Thalia).
Family: †Nathaniel Morgan (Father), The Morrígan (Mother, Nemain - Ture Mother, Badb and Macha - Alternate Personas), The Dagda (Step-Father/Adopted Father), Unknown Hunter of Artemis, †Mordred(Half-Sister), Ériu, Banba, and Fódla (Aunts), †Glonn, †Gnim, †Coscar, †Fiacha and †Ollom. (Uncles), †Ernmas (Maternal Grandmother), †Nuada (Maternal Great Grandfather/Adoptive Uncle), Scáthach (Master).
Affiliation: Westover Hall, Tuatha Dé Danann.
Item: Gáe Bolg.
Status: Alive (Mortal).
Physical description;
Eye: Emerald Green.
Hair: Black.
Height: 6'1.
Species: Celtic/Irish Demigod.
Bio:
Discovering he was a Demigod at the age of eight, Rhion lost his Father less than a year later while on the run in Ireland. Upon his Father's death, his Mother had saved his life from the hands of the Dullahan, before gifting him with the means to defend himself. Her greatest treasure, Cú Chulainn's Gáe Bolg. A weapon she had taken from him after his death.
Upon feeling the presence of the very weapon she had crafted in the world once more, Scáthach soon discovered an injured Rhion, who was near death's door after barely managed to kill a party of Demon Sluaghs that had attacked him. But when she attempted to take the weapon from his grasp, she was surprised to see that even though he was nearly dead, he refused to part with his Mother's gift that easily.
The two fought and unsurprisingly, Scáthach won. However she was impressed by both his Valour and Determination when facing a superior foe and took him back to her home of Dún Scáith. To both heal and train him so that he'll become worthy of using her own crafted Masterpiece.
To help him train, Scáthach decided to partly seal away some of his Demi-God abilities. Only for him to call upon them in battle if needed. This was symbolized in the three band rings tattoos on both of his forearms. The only things Scáthach kept fully unsealed were his talents in Magic, Runes and his Mastery with all Weapons, along with his naturally enhanced speed and stamina.
Upon releasing each band, it would unleash his Mother's powers in stages and also altered his appearance. The first band releases his minor gift of Fate and Prophecy. With these powers he would be able to predict his opponents next move. The alteration his body undertook as the blackening of his skin around his eyes and his fingers.
The Second release the powers of War. This increased his strength, stamina, durability, speed and battle prowess to even further heights while also influencing his allies that were around him in the same manner as well. But this Alteration was a more mental change as he could become Rage incarnate. If he were to give into his rage his body would warp into a Beast that would happily slaughter both friend and foe.
And the final release was the powers of his Mother. The power over Death itself. He would be able to heal from most wounds with instant regeneration. And anything he had killed in this from, remained dead. And when matched with his warped Berserker form, he was become a Master of Death and in the process become near un-killable.
With this power he could kill even Gods without the need to use Gáe Bolg. Only stopping until there was nothing left to kill nearby or he had wasted the last of his energy, which could take three days and nights.
Only one being had stopped him in this form, was Scáthach herself. Who was glad to see that her student was safe, but also disappointed he wasn't able to kill her. Upon awaking from this from for the first time, he promised himself that he would never enter that state ever again.
Scáthach though had also made him a promise that day. It was if he would by chance re-enter this from, she would arrive to stop him once more. But secretly she would be hoping he would kill her instead, if he was even strong enough to do so.
And so for three years Rhion studied under Scáthach, learning not only combat skills but the Arts of Magic and Runes as well. Upon leaving her care with Gáe Bolg in his hands, he was greeted by his aunt Ériu, The Goddess who was the physical personification of Ireland herself. Only to discover that he had been summoned by the Tuatha Dé Danann to be questioned over his disappearance.
When he arrived a the High Court of the Tuatha Dé Danann, Rhion was greeted by the sight of his Mother. But soon his heart was left broken. This was because the Morrígan is a tripartite Goddess. Meaning she is both three Goddesses and one at the same time. Each would take turns controlling the main body of the Morrígan and had only switched persona two years prior.
Rhion's true Mother in reality was Nemain, the Morrígan's persona of Death. And the Goddess currently in control was Badb, the Morrígan's persona of War. And the next to control the Morrígan's body would be Macha, the Morrígan's persona of Fate and Prophecy. They would each be in control for exactly 100 years.
So at the age 12, Rhion discovered that he wouldn't be able to meet his Mother again for nearly 200 years. And that the only time he meet her, would be his final meeting with her.
Falling down to his knees and breaking down into tears before the Gods and Goddesses of the Tuatha Dé Danann. They each felt pity for him and some even shared in his sorrow before the Dagda embraced him within his arms. He then proclaimed in his Wife's name and Honor he would watch out for him in her stead and adopted him.
When things had settled down, Rhion had explained to the High Court that for the past three years he had been in Dún Scáith training under Lady Scáthach. What he wasn't expecting was the sound of relief that followed after. It was only then he was told they had worried he had been kidnapped or worse, killed by the Formorians who had begun there Fourth War with the Tuatha Dé Danann the year before.
Deciding to aid his family of the Tuatha Dé Danann, Rhion joined the War and quickly began to make his name on the Battlefield. During this time he had formed a deep bond of friendship with a fellow Demi-god. His name was John O'Neill and he was the Son of Goibniu, the Cetlic/Irish God of Smithing and Hospitality.
John was three years older than Rhion and often treated him as a younger brother. John had been the one to teach Rhion how the world outside of the Gods functioned as he had only discovered his Divine nature the year before when the war had first started.
The two had participated in numerous battles and had only known defeat twice. The last defeat had resulted in John dying in his arms from the wounds he had received in the battle. But no matter how saddened he was by his friends death, Rhion knew that with each victory, the Fomorians were pushed further back into the Sea until the final battle came.
It was in Portronan, County Donegal were the twelve remaining Celtic Demi-gods and four remaining battle abled Gods of the Tuatha Dé Danann had defeated the Fomorians Army once and for all.
Rhion had even slayed the Fomorian King and General, Eochu Bres. Deciding not to spare his life as the High King Lugh had done so before him during the Second Battle of Magh Tuireadh.
When the rest of the Formorian Army had witnessed the Death of their King and General they swiftly surrendered, bringing and end to the War that Rhion had been apart of for the last three years.
With nothing to keep him in Ireland after the war was over, Rhion decided to leave for the New World. He was still fiercely proud of his Irish heritage, but the memories of the Battles he had fought as well as the friends and loved ones he had lost made it difficult for him to keep living in his own home.
However before he had left, he was warned by his Step-Father that if he was to ever encounter an Olympian to not hold back or show fear. And at the age of 15 he arrived at Boston before joining Westover Hall, a Military Academy based in Bar Harbor, Maine.
Not long after Nico and Bianca Di Angelo had joined the Academy. Rhion could easily feel the same sense of Death coming from them both they appeared to not be aware of their Nature and of the Hidden World of the Gods. So Rhion decided he would look out for them until the time came when they discovered who they truly were.
For the last two years within the Academy, Rhion had risen from Recruit to Sergeant by his weaponry skills and knowledge of War. And during this time he had watched over the two young Di Angelo's until Grover Underwood arrived at Westover Hall and our story begins.
So for the moment I'm going to be treating this chapter as a one shot to test the waters. And I know that the Celtic Mythology seems a bit confusing and at times random but as I said at the start of this chapter this is my own take on the Mythology.
Also I know absolute zero about Military Schools in the US. So if what's written here is incorrect, Then I'm saying that it's normal in this world lol. Thank you for reading!