Heeey!
Yeah it's me.
Nooooo! It's the end of the school year! Yes I am sad that its already summer because 8th grade is now over and I have to go to a totally different high School than where all my other friends are going. Im gonna be so alone.
But on the other hand the last few days were really fun. First of all I had my grade 8 grad. Didn't get any awards, but I don't really care. And the dance was really fun.
And the next day, we got to go to Canada's Wonderland. Any of you guys heard of the new ride leviathan? OMG it was amazing! Me and my friends went on it twice in a row. The 80 degrees drop was really fun and scary. You should really go on it if you're going to Canada's wonderland any time soon.
Now, about this chapter…
I wanted to do a god's point of view at some point in this story so here it is! Poseidon's POV!
Here it is.
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Poseidon POV
I looked down at the image, filled with regret.
I knew what would happen to him in the near future, yet I could do nothing about it.
Knowing that and not being able to do anything killed me.
It killed me more than you could imagine.
I was in the thrown room on mount Olympus, sitting on my thrown. For once the entire room was empty. There was no one in sight. I had picked this specific time when no one would be in the thrown room, so that I could do this without anyone knowing. A little peace for a change if you ask me.
After all, I wasn't even supposed to be doing this.
In fact, he wasn't even supposed to be alive! Recently, I've been finding myself doing a lot of things I wasn't supposed to be doing.
Being a god, I could see the mortal world in action quite easily without them noticing me. So, naturally I found myself looking at me son, Percy through a hazy barrier of water. I could summon the water to show me images of the world.
Iris messaging was too risky, since that would mean having Iris know that I was messaging my only forbidden son.
So of course the only way to go was the water.
I looked back at the image. I was looking at my son reading a book at a desk in a room. Probably studying for something or other. The room was dimly lit, and it looked as if it were late at night.
I thought about what he would be doing during his passing days. Probably just going to school, leading a half normal life like all the other kids.
Probably also thinking that he was normal kid himself. He did not know how wrong he was. Of course he wasn't normal. What with the fate I brought him. He was more different than he could ever imagine. Even more different than all the other demigods at Camp Half Blood.
I wanted to warn him.
To tell him about the horrible things lying ahead for him. But even if I tried, I couldn't. How would I go to him? He would never believe me even if I did go and visit him and his mom. And if Zeus caught me?
He would wage war for sure.
No. percy had to find out for himself.
I sighed. Sometimes being a god isn't as great as it should be.
The day that Percy gets to camp will be the ultimate decision. Would I claim him? I had made my decision before.
Of course I would. I wouldn't let him suffer and be unclaimed for the rest of his life. I would at least give him that much satisfaction.
I thought about the great prophecy, the one that was announced two years ago. Percy was nine then. All the gods had been shocked- including Zeus. For all the other gods knew, there was no child of the big three not counting Thalia since she is a tree.
But there was. They just didn't know. But I knew in the deep recess of my mind that it would be Percy.
Always Percy. I was no god of prophecies like Apollo, but I just knew. And I could do nothing to change that.
I turned my attention back to Percy. He was pacing the room with the book in his hand. I could faintly see the cover the book, and it said Greek mythology on it. So he was studying Greek Mythology I see. How ironic.
After about a few rounds of pacing, he threw the book across the room frustratingly. He stared at it a few seconds, then went to pick it up. Book in hand; he walked out of the room.
I stared at the empty room for a few seconds more after he left. I had a strange gut feeling that I wouldn't be able to watch him again like this for a while now. And my gut feelings are usually right.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps in the distance.
Someone was coming.
I had to shut the image before whoever it was, came into the room.
I spoke into the image of the blank room, "Brace yourself Percy. Worse things will come." Even though I knew it was impossible for him to hear. I waved my hand over the water image and the water dissolved into thin air.
A voice came from the hall.
"Brother, is that you?"
It was zeus.
He walked into the throne room.
"Were you just talking to someone?"
"No." I answered. "Who would I be talking to even if I were?"
"No, I just- never mind. I just thought you were talking to someone…" he said slowly, then walked out of the throne room suspiciously.
I let out a breath of relief.
He didn't notice anything.
He didn't know.
None of the gods knew about Percy.
But of course I didn't know a lot of things too, like what was going to happen to Percy and how the camp would react when I claim him. But I did know one thing for sure.
The times that are coming will be hard. For ALL of us.
We just had to be ready.