Oh yeah. Spoiling you peeps is my exact intention.
Possession is a very fickle thing.
Psychologically, it's an advanced form of Multiple Personality Disorder. But on a more metaphysical level, it's a stronger being looking to reside on this realm without wasting the energy required to create a body.
It's not exactly possible for a god to stay on Earth indefinitely. In their human forms, they are limited to twice as good as humans. That's because seventy percent of their energy is locked as potential energy, and twenty percent of it is wasted creating a body. The other ten percent is kept for usage.
Ten percent of a very large number is still better than the amount given off by a human mortal.
So often, a god without a body, such as Thanatos, Nyx, Erebus, or the younger Protogenoi, usually possesses another body, kills the host, and then changes the body to their liking.
I was sort of the opposite. I sleep more than my elder siblings, the Protogenoi. As a child of Hydros and Nyx, I took the form of ice, and the name Chryos. Ice is very lazy, and I am no exception.
But back to the story, yeah? When I possess a body, I try to extend their life. I grant them boons, such as cryokinesis, resistance to the cold, and such things.
I'd never possessed a demigod until Percy. And then it was an accidental possession. He literally ran into me.
I was being lazy in the snow, and he slammed into me.
And ever since then, I'd been a part of him.
But that was not without consequences. He was a child of the Sea God, and I knew then that my presence was not good for him.
He's dying, because our bond was rather sudden. His body isn't used to my power, and it's freezing him from the inside out and burning him all at once. It's alleviated by the water, but that doesn't stop the effects entirely.
A flare in a plastic bottle, we were.
I woke to a face leaning over mine, slightly perturbed by it.
My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, and saw it was Thalia standing over me.
"Watching me sleep, Ali," I whispered, looking at her with a grin on my face. Thalia jumped.
Her next reaction was to immediately punch me with a lightning coated fist, right in the shoulder.
"Don't scare me like that, asshole," she said, before she kissed me softly.
I smiled, and formed a snowball, which flew at my girlfriend. It was evaporated by lightning before it touched her,
"Sorry, love. Where's Claire?" I swung his feet around, but as I stood up, the blanket fell down.
A cold breeze reached someplace it wasn't supposed to.
Thalia's face flamed red, and she immediately hid her face in her hands. Whatever answer she was getting ready was instantly lost.
A note was on my wrist, signifying what had happened.
"Love from Eleven," I read aloud. I hummed and put on a pair of black jeans, my combats, a mesh shirt, studded belt, and my leather jacket. Then I slipped on some gloves, slipped out the door.
I was back in Camp Half-blood at long last.
"Come on, Ali. Let's go find our wayward Clarisse. Before she kills somebody," I said.
I sent a quick prayer to Aphrodite, and my hair was shortened, re-dyed, and in a short mohawk.
My normally black hair was now white, I noticed, and my auburn tips were darker than normal.
We found her in the arena, pummeling one of her brothers.
"Claire! I'm back," I announced. A knife sifted through my hair, and I frowned.
"Missed," I said, before running at her. A staff of ice formed in my hands before we met in battle. Thalia sighed, before drawing her spear and shield, and joining us.
My staff lashed out high, and Clarisse dodged it, before throwing a wide left swing with her spear into my side. It smacked into me and I was electrocuted by the spear.
This was not a simple spar for us. In Clarisse's words, it was sex to an Ares child, and Klingons, though nobody brought that up,
My staff lashed out to the left, but a quick feint later, and Clarisse's shield was gone. The dented metal object sailed across the arena.
Maimer tapped my side, and the jolt froze me long enough for Thalia to jump in, and backhand me with a shield. I was snapped from my daze, and sent sprawling to the ground with a bruised jaw.
A shield of ice and a broadsword of the same, but with dry ice making up the blade, formed in his hands, and I charged the girls, who began to prepare for my attack.
The second I reached them, two spears lunged for my chest.
Turning to the side and ducking, I slipped beneath them, and tripped my girls.
"Game. Set. Match," I said, grinning.
I felt I jaw swelling, and talking hurt, but it was worth it to me.
I leaned down, and kissed my girls on the cheeks, still grinning.
"Just go and heal yourself, asshole," groaned Clarisse. I stood, and walked to the lake, where I dived in, and stayed.
After an hour of soaking in the sea, I rose, and stepped onto the surface.
Thalia was waiting for me again.
"Come on, Percy! You gotta come see this," she said, before taking off.
Quirking an eyebrow, I pulled the water under me up, and spun it, before it tore off with me atop it. I was just behind Thalia the whole time.
A crowd had gathered next to Zeus' Fist. But the rock was different.
Pushing I way to the front, I saw two things.
A glowing, Delta symbol, an open rock door leading into a dark passage.
I groaned, and looked upwards.
"One day, Fates, I will speak to your manager," I whispered resignedly.
FIN!
The Labyrinth will be slightly hard to do...