Chapter 14

Percy/Alpha

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Percy walked into the arena and saw the children of Poseidon having lessons with Andrew who was shouting at Ariana.

"No you're doing it wrong, Ariana! You put shame into the children of Poseidon."

"Shame? SHAME? YOU'RE the only ego-filled jerk son of Poseidon I know." Ariana shouted back.

Andrew snorted and looked at the rest of the Cabin Three members.

"YOU'RE ALL BAD STUDENTS! I CAN'T TEACH YOU IF YOU WON'T LISTEN TO ME!" Andrew was flaming with rage.

"You know there is no such thing as a bad student. Only a bad teacher." Percy said as calmly as possible and stepped out of the shadows.

Andrew snorted and said, "What makes you think you're a better teacher than I am?"

"You're doing more yelling than showing them what to do." Percy said.

"Then teach them then!" Andrew yelled and made way for Percy.

Percy walked closer to them and said, "Alright. Pair up and let's take this slowly first and then in regular motion."

The campers all paired up and followed Percy's example. He showed them the basic tactics in slow motion then the regular motion. Those who were over 13 got it quickly but Percy had to teach those who were younger than 13 years old one by one. They were happy that Percy was teaching them. Ariana walked up to Percy and whispered into his ear, "Thank you for teaching us again, brother."

A smile was placed on Percy's face. He was happy to teach his siblings. That's how he could repay them for the years of his disapperance. Percy walked up to Andrew and said, "That's how you train them. Don't yell at them every few minutes."

"Who are you to tell me how to train them?" Andrew asked with a stern voice.

"Chaos himself trained me. I think I know what I'm talking about." Percy said and left Andrew whose mouth was hanging because of embarrassment.

"I heard you trained the children of Poseidon, father." Anakin said as they made their way out of the Chaos cabin.

"You heard right, then." Percy said.

"Let me guess. Andrew wasn't teaching them the right way?" Anakin asked.

"And what made you think that?" asked Percy.

"Oh please, father. I have already seen Andrew teaching the campers how to fight and he's worse than Clarisse." Anakin said which made Percy chuckle.

"Andrew is way worse than Clarisse, I agree. She doesn't have much of a big ego like Andrew. She's just right for a warrior." Percy said.

"And are you a warrior, father?" Anakin asked.

Percy stopped in his tracks to look at his son and said, "I'm not so close to being called a warrior, son. I don't want you to follow my path in becoming an assassin. You may become commander but I do not wish for you to become an assassin."

"Why is that, father?"

Percy knelt and put his hand on his son's shoulder. He said, "It's better for you to become a warrior- a commander than becoming an assassin. You will have a lot of missions to do by the orders of Chaos and you will then have to assassinate those who aren't innocent. I wouldn't want you to do those."

Anakin nodded and looked down which made Percy sigh. He got out the ring, that Nyx gave him, in his pocket and handed it to Anakin. His son took it and asked, "What is this, father?"

His voice was so soft, it was barely heard. It only made Percy smile.

"I was visited by Nyx one night and she gave me this ring. I haven't tried to use it and even so, it doesn't seem right with me." Percy said.

"So you think this will work when I use it?" Anakin asked.

"I believe so," Percy said. "But don't use it during this war. Use it in time of real need. I sense that they are looking for that ring."

Anakin nodded and was about to say something when they heard bickering. Percy stood up and looked to his right to see Andrew yelling at the other campers during training. Percy also saw the Olympians watching Andrew train the campers.

"You guys are hopeless!" Andrew yelled.

"I want Percy to teach us how to train again." A camper who looked about 10 years old said.

"Yeah and he's a much better teacher than you!" Nora said to Andrew.

"Percy?" Poseidon started, "Is he here right now?"

"I believe so."

The Olympians looked up to see Percy and they gasped. It was their first time to see him in 700 years and with a scar on his face but they didn't question him.

"Where have you been, Jackson?" Ares asked. "You couldn't have lived 700 years."

Percy just chuckled coldly and said, "Ah, yes, Ares. I couldn't have lived all these years without the blessing of Chaos."

"So, you're his personal assassin and commander?" Athena asked.

"I thought it would be that obvious to you, Athena." Percy said.

"It's Lady Athena to you, young demigod." Athena replied instantly.

Percy chuckled coldly once again. "Do you think I would follow your orders again after what happened?" Percy asked. "I'm not stupid. I follow Chaos and Chaos only."

"And what about after the war?" Apollo said. "What will you do?"

"It depends if I still live until then. I don't think I will though. Usually, Chaos looks for another assassin after 500 years but it's been 700 years and yet, I'm still here. I know my time is up real soon."

"And what makes you think that?" Zeus asked. What an intelligent question from the Lord of the Sky.

Percy smiled and replied, "I have Chaos' blessings." And with that, Percy left alongside his son.

Author's Note 12:

Hello again, readers! Another chapter has been posted this weekend. Thank you for spending your time to read this. It means a lot to me. No flames and remember, keep reviewing! :)

~Nightshade Hunter