Chapter 3.
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Percy POV
"Well, boy?" Artemis growled. "Are you ready to leave yet?"
"Be patient, Arty!" I sighed.
Her face swelled in fury. "How dare you?"
"Hey, I'm the guy who always annoys people! What do you expect?" I shrugged. Well I am!
"Whatever." she muttered, giving up the argument.
I smirked. I can do anything now that I've been blessed by every god.
But I won't. I'm too loyal and nice a guy. Shoot, my fatal flaw is loyalty.
"Yes it is, Perseus." A voice whispered, almost unheard by the breeze.
"Who goes there?" I shouted in defiance.
It gave an amused chuckle. "We aren't known to many except the gods, Perseus Jackson."
I stumbled back a little. There were more of them?
"Yes, we are the Primordials." it purred. "And we have come here to give you our blessings."
"Great, even more power." I muttered. It was already more than the gods, and, I was still to get more? "At least tell me who you guys are!"
"You will know when we give you our blessing." it promised.
Yet again, I saw the glowing orbs of light, and they pointed it at me. It shot me in the chest.
I howled in agony. So much power… I almost couldn't handle it.
"It's ok, Perseus! Just endure it for a little longer!" they shouted.
"I'm… trying…" I panted. Searing pain came into my arm. I looked, and a tattoo came into place. It was an eye tattoo. I collapsed, exhausted. I instantly found out who had blessed me. Tartarus, Gaea, Erebus, Chronos (A/N-Not that stupid Titan), Ananke, Aether, Nyx, Hydros, Thalassa, Eros, Hemera, Ourea, and Ouranos. A lot of blessings… I also found out what they represented.
Tartarus=Primordial of the Pit,
Gaea=Primordial of the Earth,
Erebus=Primordial of Darkness,
Chronos=Primordial of Time,
Ananke=Primordial of Fate and Inevitability,
Aether=Primordial of Light,
Nyx=Primordial of Night,
Hydros=Primordial of Water,
Thalassa=Primordial of Oceans,
Eros=Primordial of Procreation,
Hemera=Primordial of Day,
Ourea=Primordial of Mountains,
Ouranos=Primordial of Sky,
All of their powers overwhelmed me. I begin to see spots clouding my vision. Slowly, the spots fade away, leaving me feeling invincible.
"Perseus, you have the power to call forth any monster from the pIt to aid you in battle or you can change into any monster you want, including hybrids," a voice echoes in my head. I have my suspicions that Tartarus is speaking to me. Tartarus chuckled at my thoughts. "You certainly are blunt."
"Yeah, that's what most people say," I groaned.
"You are almost more powerful than us now, young Perseus," Ourea said in an ancient, wise voice.
"Can I have a mirror?" I moaned.
They looked at me puzzled, but they consented. I stared and was shocked at what I saw. My ever-changing eyes had speckles of the colors of deep red, lightning blue, sea blue, gold, brown, lime green, white, black, and other colors I couldn't even describe. My hair had streaks of all of the gods, goddesses, and Primordials who had blessed me.
"I'm very sorry, but I must go." I told them absentmindedly.
They nodded. "We understand Perseus."
Their presences left my mind. I teleported to Olympus because I had to tell them about it. I immediately called for Zeus.
"Perseus, what is it?" Zeus asked, concerned. That was when he felt my aura slam into him. He grimaced in pain. He grit his teeth. "What is this power, nephew?"
"It's mine," I said apologetically.
He stared at me in shock. "How did you come across it?"
"The Primordials blessed me." I shrugged calmly.
His eyes widened even further before remembering his headache. "Can you turn down your power level?"
I nodded.
The other gods teleported into Olympus.
"Father, what is the reason for this powerful aura?" Apollo winced.
"It is your half-brother's power." Zeus said a little too loudly.
He stared at me in shock. As did the others. They all asked the same question at the same time. "HOW?"
"As I said to Zeus, the Primordials blessed me," I said slowly.
They all shook their heads, trying to process this.
"Only you could get the Primordials to bless you, Perce," Apollo grinned, but because of his headache, it came out more of a grimace.
"I cannot stand for this," a voice shouted. It was Artemis. "Perseus cannot stay with the hunters because his aura would knock them all out unconscious!"
"Artemis is right," Athena said wisely. "If Percy's aura gives us a headache, what will happen with demigods? They would most likely be knocked out..."
They stared at me, and this time I stared right back in horror.
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