Chapter 3: Father?

Well people, I am back and let me say its a pleasure to be writing again. You see I have been suffering from a disease called workius-avoidimus which in English means "Procrastination" So yeah I was sick, had holidays, was sick AGAIN (Rotten Luck) and then school started up and I have been getting little else done but homework lately. However here is the next chapter in my story! Yay!

Titus walked into his house and shut the door. He look around. It look the same as always. Whitish walls, hard-wood floor, cheesy pictures of him as a baby in the bath hanging on the wall. "Mooom? Hey Mom, I'm home," he called softly. Walking into the kitchen he saw his mother sitting at the table with her head in her hands, her long brown hair all messed around. She looked up at him, and Titus could see that her beautiful blue eyes were red rimmed and puffy from crying. "Titus? Is that you!?" She got up quickly and ran to him, throwing her arms around him in a hug. "Oh it really is you, I was so worried! I thought that they had finally found you! And now that your safe-" she took a deep breath, "WHERE-WERE-YOU-I-WAS-SO-WORRIED-YOU-SCARED-ME-GONE-FOR-TWO-DAYS-I-CANT-BELIEVE-IT" She took another breath and in a softer voice said "But at least your okay." There's my mom for you, she can never stay mad for long.

"Its okay mom, I'm okay really. But I need to talk to you. Really, need to talk to you."

"And I need to talk to you both." said a voice from behind me.

I spun around and there in the living room stood a man. I have no idea how he got there because we didnt hear him come in. He was dressed in a UPS mans outfit, but his shoes had, where those wings? (A/N I'll give you three guesses to who it is) He was holding a staff that about three feet long that was made of wood and wrapped around it was "Are those snakes?" I asked before I could stop my self. The man chuckled.

"Yes they are snakes. George, Martha say hello."

Hello said a raspy womans voice in my head. Hey kid, did you bring me rats? Said a different voice, this one definetly male.

"Ummm, hello" I managed to stutter out. "Who are you?" Behind me my mom made a little coughing sound in the back of her throat.

"Why Titus, I think you know the answer to that," he said with a smile. Then I realized something. That was the way I smiled. I noticed other things, I had his nose and his wavy hair, plus the same up-turned features that usually branded me as a trouble maker in school. "Dad?" I asked. It sounded crazy.

"Yes son, I am your father. It is so good to see you in the flesh."

Now I know that some people might have gotten angry but me, I was glad and slightly relieved. My dad had left before I was born, but he hadn't exactly left me and my mom to our own devices. But still, I was a little angry. "Why are you here? I mean, 14 years, and then BOOM you show up."

"I came because you have finally found out your birthright."

"Wait you mean my..speed..thingy?"

That made my mom finally seem to snap out of it. "Titus, what speed thing?" I told here about what had happened and why I was gone for two days. After I finished she didnt look surprised-which surprised me- but instead she look like she had been dreading this for awhile. Finally she said "Honey lets sit down, I need to talk to you about who your father is." We all sat down at the table and I looked at my mom expectantly. "Honey do you remember that book of Greek Myths you and I read a few years ago?" I remembered, two years ago I had to do a report on the Greek myths for school so my mom got us a book for information. we had had a great time studying the stories and laughing at the weird things that happened. "Well honey" my mom continued "Those myths...aren't myths. They are real, all the gods, all the heroes were real. and the gods are still around today, and sometimes they fall in love with us mortals and have children. Demigod, children." That hit me like a bag of wet sand. "Wait you mean-" I looked over at my father and something clicked in my head. Flying shoes, UPS, snake staff. "You mean your Hermes?" I said looking at my father hoping I was wrong. He nodded and smiled at me. "Yes son, I am Hermes, god of Messengers, Travelers, Thieves and...Speed."

"Wait a minute, speed?" I asked, "Does that have anything to do with the fact that i can break the sound barrier?"

"Yes son, in fact it has everything to do with that fact. I have given you a gift that I have never given any of my children before. Once your powers fully mature you will be the fastest thing on earth. You will be able to run faster than light, although I dont now recommend that. You will also be able to run vertically up things, and while you are running you will be invincible."

"Invincible? What!?"

"That is why when you hit the ship you were merely knocked out. If anyone else had hit that thing at the speed you were going, there would be nothing left of them."

"Gee, thats encouraging."

Then Hermes-my father, looked at my mother and said "Helen, it is time to show him his gift." I thought back to my 12th birthday when a package from my father arrived. My mom had taken it without letting me open it and put it somewhere hidden. Now she left and I heard her thumping around in her room. When she came back she was holding a long box like it was a bomb. She gave it to me and I could see tears in her eyes. My heart pounding in my chest, I slowly opened the box. I pulled out what was inside and it was "A stick. Thats my gift, a stick?"

my father shook his head. "No son, it is not a stick. Look closer"

I did and saw that, even though it was a stick, it was beautiful. It was about 4 feet long, and made of the same stuff my dads caduceus was made from. It had a grip in the middle the perfectly fit my hands. On a hunch, I twisted the handle and on each end of the staff, two twin blades shot out! They gleamed a bright bronze and each was about a foot long. They had a blood channel running down the middle of the blade to a point keen as an icicle in mid winter. It was lovely in the way that a lion stalks his prey is lovely, and they looked as deadly as deaths shadow. "What, what is this!" I asked.

"This son, is an ancient Greek weapon, used only by the swiftest of warriors. Its name is forgotten, even to us gods. You are a demigod, and since you are one, you need a proper weapon. Those blades are made of Celestial Bronze, a rare metal that will vaporize monsters instantly. However is it harmless to mortals."

I twisted the handle again and the blades disappeared back into the staff. I twisted the handle again, but this time counter clockwise and the staff shrunk until is became a bronze ring, with an onyx stone in the middle. The ring was carved to look like a snake wrapped in a circle, with an onyx in it mouth. "Its beautiful" I managed to say. "Thank you..sir" I added to sir cause I figured a little respect was due.

My father leaned forward and looked me straight in the eye and in a deadly serious tone said "Titus, you are a demigod. And because of that monsters can now smell you. You have been secluded your entire life because I have managed to shelter you. Now that you know who you are, monsters and gods alike will try to find you. and you will be in more danger than any other half-blood."

"Why?" I asked

"Because with your powers, you are now the second most powerful demigod in the world. Monsters will hunt you, and gods will try to destroy you. They will see you as a threat. Even now a few do not like what I have done, passing on this gift. They will try to destroy yo-"My father paused and tensed. "NOOO" he shouted and threw a blanket of light over me. My mother screamed, when suddenly a massive explosion rocked the air. When the rubble cleared, my father was kneeling amidst the wreckage of the house, cradling my mothers limp body in his hands. I looked around, the staffs ring still on my finger. A massive dragon-y serpent thing had blown the house apart. I knew this because it was circling the ruins, trying to get in. My father looked at it, his eyes blazing with fury. He pointed his caduceus at it and shot a blast of pure energy at it. It exploded into gold dust. He looked at me with broken eyes and said "Camp, in New York. Its safe for half-bloods. Go there, Chiron will train you. You must leave now." I barely understood through my grief but I turned to go anyway when my father said "Titus!" I turned to look back at him. "Make me proud son." Then he disappeared with my mothers body. I turned north and ran, miles passing under my feet every second, but one thing I knew in my mind. I would never go to that camp.

/(OoO)\ Nooo, Titus mummy died! How could i do this!? Any ways guys, thanks for reading the next chapter will be out in (Hopefully) a week. Now were finally getting into some plot! YAY :D I cant wait for him to meet people. Also when his father said he was the second most powerful demigod, the first was Percy Jackson. He is, and always will be the best. Any way toodles people, And never forget, brush your teeth of small midget unicorns will take all the rainbows away!

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