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Chapter 2: A Surprising Announcement
Annabeth Chase. Daughter of Athena. Official Architect and Heroine of Olympus. Many would admire a person with such titles as herself. Especially, one strong person as herself. Annabeth Chase is a smart, fierceful and genuine leader. Being so, this led Athena to be proud of her daughter. Her favorite daughter to be exact. She accomplished so much in the name of her mother. She did what she was expected to do. Except for one thing.
Except for one thing. Athena thought.
"You're doing well, Annabeth." Athena said.
Annabeth smiled. "Thank you, Mother."
To tell the truth, Annabeth want nothing more but to make her mother proud. She wanted her to say that she was one of her best children. Like any demigod would want. To be noticed by their godly parent. Especially as a child of Athena, they wanted to show their wisdom to their mother, that they are wise as they should be. And Annabeth got that chance. She got the chance to show her what she could do.
That's why for the past months she's been avoiding camp. Or rather... avoiding her boyfriend, Perseus Jackson. It was obvious, they can't be together. They will never be together. She has to admit it. Why? Probably because, her mother will never accept their relationship. It was letting her down, in the image of her mother. She looked back at her mother.
Athena nodded.
Annabeth continued the conversation with a question, "Why were you called back to the throne room, mother?"
A while ago, Hermes flashed in and called Athena for a meeting in the throne room. Very important, as Zeus has quoted. It took a while before Athena has gone back. Actually, it took a lot more than a while. At least, 2 hours. At first, Annabeth thought it was because of Zeus' long speech about the greatness and bravery of a god but she reminded herself that it was only a private meeting between the Olympians. Also, the fact that her mother's face looks a little sterner than it usually does, piqued the interest of the young demigod. And since a child of Athena always seeks knowledge, curiousity always gets the best of them.
"Yes, well..." Athena hesitated. The meeting a while ago will be revealed soon, but maybe this will get her daughter to make the right decision. Hopefully, it will. "It was about what Perseus did at camp."
Annabeth's hand twitch around her pencil as her other hand tighten its grip to the sketchpad. There goes his name again. She resisted the urge to stand and ask, What did Percy do? Instead, she looked at her mother questionally.
Athena continued, "Percy, as said by Dionysus, injured Jason. He also said that he caused quite a ruckus at camp with his uncontrolled hurricanes and powers. Actually, Percy is considered a threat here at Olympus."
Annabeth stiffened. It took her willpower to not shout at her mother. She tried to not defend what he did, tried not to kill the one who had told very ridiculous rumor. This is her mother she is talking to. She is not suppose to defend, as her mother had said plenty of times, a sea spawn. Yet, her heart seems to be fighting against the darkness of her mind but she kept steady, she has to keep steady. Covering for her unusual silence, she asked keeping out the quiver from her voice, "Why?"
"Well," Athena stared at her daughter, watching her face carefully. She looked for any signs of objection, weakness for the sea spawn, hoping that there are none. "My father said that he is already too dangerous. His powers are uncontrollable and Perseus is very unpredictable. If he is not under the command of Olympus, it poses as a threat to us."
Athena kept her stare directed at her daughter, which is hard enough to be mistaken for a glare that Annabeth is very uncomfortable of. Athena continued, "While I think Perseus will never attack another, Father is correct in several things which I find very true and important. With Perseus as he is now, he is indeed a threat. Perseus isn't exactly known to be as an obedient follower, is he? What do you think, Annabeth?"
Annabeth gulped. Hopefully it wasn't noticed by her mother but she hesitated. It's still Percy and they're still together but...with Percy as her mother has said, he really is a threat. It could never happen. Not with Percy's situation. Even before, the two are already in a forbidden relationship with the disapproval of her mother. It's bad enough then, it's will be worse now. She could never date a threat of Olympus. She could never love him. Her mother wouldn't allow it.
She forced the words out of her mouth as she kept her face rid of emotion, "I can see what Lord Zeus says, mother. True, Percy is too dangerous to...live."
Athena kept watching her daughter as Annabeth try to keep herself from wincing from her words. It was like acid to her mouth. She hadn't really meant that...did she? Does she want to impress her mother that bad that she wanted her friend. Her bestfriend and boyfriend to die in the hands of the gods?
She quickly shook herself off her thoughts and continued, "At least, that's what I think."
Athena smiled. Finally her daughter was thinking clearly. She is now being rational, wise like a real daughter of hers. She nodded, "I have the same thoughts, my dear. I think you should continue with your work, no?"
Annabeth almost went giddy as she saw her mother smile. Everything will be fine. It couldn't get any worse because everything appears logical. Maybe Percy is a threat, her mother was never wrong. She smiled back and continued sketching.
Busy as ever, Hermes got to Camp Half-Blood to send a message to the ancient centaur. While you see him up and running, several thoughts come up to the messenger god. Thoughts that always seem to make him see red with an intent to blast someone.
*Flashback*
Zeus has called on a meeting and asked or rather ordered every Olympian to the throne room. Hermes entered seeing his father, Zeus with his half-brother, Dionysus, facing each other. Dionysus patiently waited with a slight smirk plastered on his face while Zeus with his still stern but more irritated and angry face on. He even looks a little red on the face.
Hermes waited for a bit for Zeus to...calm down. After awhile, Zeus noticed him and asked with him still frowning, "Have you called the other Olympians, Hermes?"
Hermes straightened and answered, "Yes, father, but, if I may ask, what is this meeting all about? It seems...too urgent."
"It is a threat to Olympus." Zeus half-shouted.
"What is the threat, father? I thought we have done what we can and destroyed the giants?" Hermes asked, obviously confused.
Zeus narrowed his eyes. "We will discuss everything later, during the meeting. Dionysus and Hermes, take your seats. The Olympians are coming."
Seconds later, 9 flashes entered the room. The hearth began to form an image of a lady and out came Lady Hestia in her form of a 12 year old girl. Finally, the shadows came together and entered a towering form of a man, Hades.
"Why is there a meeting all of a sudden?" Hades complained while frowning. Well, more like whined like a little kid.
"Brother, is there a problem?" Hestia asked in a soothing voice.
"Yes, indeed, Zeus," Poseidon said. "I still have more important things to do under the sea, you know."
Zeus glared at Poseidon, "This is more important than you think, Poseidon. Because this matter concerns you or more importantly, your son."
Poseidon eyes' narrowed. "What does this matter concerns of? And how is my son involved in this?"
Hermes frowned. Is this what his father said? Percy was the threat. That can't be. Hermes thought. Percy did nothing but save Olympus. Why is he pointing him a threat? That's just insane.
"Do you know what your son did, Poseidon? Back at camp?" Zeus asked, a quiver of anger in his voice.
Poseidon frowned, keeping his eyes directed at Zeus, "What exactly did, Percy did? I know that he wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone."
"Oh, contriare to your beliefs, dear brother. Just now, your son injured my son, Jason."
Poseidon's eyes flared with anger, his sea-green eyes darkening, "My son would never do that!"
"It's not my liking in defending a sea spawn, father," Athena said, while glaring at Poseidon. "But, Perseus, isn't the one to attack another."
"I know that, but I didn't say anything about Perseus attacking another, daughter." Zeus said.
"Then what are you implying, Zeus?" Poseidon said through gritted teeth.
"Have you been in check of your son's powers, Poseidon?" Zeus said, a little smugly.
"Of course, I am. And I must say, he is improving more than you can think." Poseidon said, proudly.
"A little too well, Poseidon."
"And you're saying what exactly?"
"Haven't you notice, Poseidon?" Zeus said, approaching him. "Your son's power is growing. It's growing entirely too much. Too much that is getting to a point where he can't control it, Poseidon."
Zeus stopped directly in front of Poseidon, who is at least 4 feet away. He looked directly at him, waiting for him to get it. Poseidon glared at Zeus, as if saying "I get it, entirely."
"So you're saying that my son, the one who saved Olympus, led the other six to close the Door of Death and kill the Giants." Poseidon's glare sharpened. "Is a threat?"
His intense dark sea-green eyes met the hard electric blue eyes of Zeus. Zeus got the challenge dead on and glared at him in return.
"Tell him, Dionysus. Tell him what his son has done to camp and to my son." Zeus said.
"Of course, father." Dionysus said, then he face Poseidon. "Uncle, your son did not attack Jason Grace-"
"Of course he didn't-He wouldn't!" Poseidon shouted.
"Be quiet and listen, Poseidon!" Zeus screamed back.
Dionysus continued. "The two had a duel. Both of them using their powers. Jason was fine until the wind in Perry's hurricane picked up and disrupted the wind currents Jason was on. He got caught in the hurricanes Perry made. Fortunately for Jason, the currents change and he got out of the swirling winds. Bad news, Perry boy here still hadn't stop and the hurricanes are getting put of control and very powerful, which in turn caused the destruction of the camp arena."
Poseidon kept his cool for quite a bit. A bit meaning he lost it when Dionysus said the first sentence of his story. This isn't his son. He couldn't believe it. His son is not and would never be a threat.
Zeus disrupted his thoughts by speaking, "You see, Poseidon? I admit this isn't all about what happen to my Roman son, Jason. I also admit that it was an accident. But don't you see we can't let your son walk idly around with that much power. It is a threat we must take notice."
Hermes decided to speak up. "Father, I don't think-"
Unfortunately his decision was quickly objected by Zeus. "No, Hermes. We don't know what, Perseus would do. Or what he can do. For all we know, he might overthrow us all."
Now, Poseidon is really getting mad. His brother dares to accuse his son, his most prized son, to overthrow the gods, to overthrow him. His hand glimmered and he summoned his Trident but he didn't point it to Zeus. His hand tightened around it and he is bursting an aura so strong it could've knock out any mortal, cold. But, Zeus wasn't affected by it at all. Lightning cackled around his hand, it flashed and out came the Master Bolt. His eyes are warned, ready for any attack Poseidon might do. Poseidon is already thinking to hurt Zeus yet he stood his ground. If he continues he'll have the whole Earth broken in two.
Zeus spoke, "Do you really think that Percy is not like any others? It is what any man would not want? Power? He'll try to overthrow us. He will try to overthrow you."
Many god and goddesses frown at the thought. Some can never imagine Percy claiming power. It's weird, out of character of Perseus. Poseidon knew he shouldn't have felt this but a cold feeling wash over him. A sudden thought came over him. What if what he said will happen? What if his son will overtake his kingdom? His son has the power to do such a thing. After all, he already defeated a god in sword fighting and more over it was Ares he has defeated. Adding to the thought, he was also just twelve then and his powers still hasn't nurture. What's it to say that his son could never do that now, especially with his powers in his full potential? Dark thoughts keep coming at him. He started believing the idea of his son as a threat.
Voices rang in Poseidon's mind saying. He's a traitor. Too powerful for our liking. He can and probably will overthrow us.
At the back of his mind something is shouting, No! which left Poseidon confused.
"I-I don't know..." Poseidon said.
Several eyes widened in shock. This was his son. He is deciding his faith, if he is a threat or not. And all he have to say is 'I don't know?' What kind of answer is that?
"Uncle Poseidon, what do mean you don't know?" Hermes objected.
Poseidon shook his head, "I-Zeus, my brother here, has a valid point..." he trailed off. His head started throbbing hard. And as a god it's hard to get a simple migraine as he is having now.
"Uncle!" Apollo started to protest. His eyes are deadly serious. His face contorted with anger. Which is very out of character for the Sun god. "How could you say that to your own son?! Percy of all people! He would never go against you! Much less overthrow you!"
Poseidon eyes sharpen, "Of course-"
Athena decided to cut in, "Father is a correct in this matter. Perseus is too powerful. Also, we can't predict what Percy can do or will do, if we can't control him, this can be bad for us, for the gods, for Olympus."
Poseidon's eyes glazed, "I guess so..."
The gods started arguing. Hermes and Apollo started arguing, shouting to defend Percy against Athena with Poseidon taking which one of them takes offence. Finally, Zeus had enough and shouted, "Enough!"
Everyone piped down. Athena looked expectedly at her father while Apollo and Hermes glared at her. Poseidon's eyes kept shifting darker to lighter that only Hestia seemed to notice. She frowned at the sight of her brother. He was obviously confused. The problem is, why is he confused about this matter? This was his son. He doesn't have to be so confuse.
Zeus looked around, "We will decide about this later, when the threat is here. The Olympians will decide including the campers to be fair. I want all of you to decide carefully," he looked at Apollo and Hermes. "You may be putting our own lives and Olympus on the line."
*Flashback END*
Hermes grunted as he landed next to Thalia's pine tree. He remembered how his son, Luke with Thalia and Annabeth had ran away. He wasn't supposed to like it but it made him happy even though May was in pain.
Thinking back to the meeting, it sent another angry flare in his heart. His father, Zeus, has treated the one who had saved them all from the wrath of the Titans to the Giants and Gaea. Percy had done a lot for the gods. He did even tried to change the gods, which Hermes also tried into dedicating it to Luke. It pains Hermes to deliver what's to be the end of the young hero, Perseus.
Hermes went towards the Big House. It was late afternoon and campers are still in training. A few were able to recognize the messenger god, some shouted "Hey, dad!" (His Stoll twins) and some bowed. He answered all of them with a forced smile or in his Stoll twins a grin. Anyway, he was at the porch as he saw Chiron.
"My Lord!" Chiron called out. "What are you doing here today? Perhaps you have a message?"
"Yes, and well..." Hermes started. "I have messages, indeed, Chiron, but I don't think it is best to speak about it outside."
Chiron frowned but nodded and followed the request of the messenger god. They went inside his office. Chiron went behind his desk and looked at the god questionably. Hermes is still standing in front of the door. His eyes are glaring at the floor, deep in thought.
"I assume your message is not the best of news, my Lord?" Chiron asked.
"No, not at all." Hermes sighed but he still kept his gaze on the floor. "My father, I'm afraid is making wrong decisions...again."
Chiron raised an eyebrow. "What has happen again?"
"The incident about Percy, Chiron. It's about that."
"Oh, that." Chiron frowned and bit his lip. "What about Percy?"
"They had treated him as a threat, Chiron."
Chiron's eyes widen. "A threat? Why?!" His voice came out an octave higher yet his eyes were wild with anger for treating on of his best student as a threat.
Hermes nodded. "Others say that he is too powerful, most of them to. Thankfully, there are still others that agrees with me, that Percy is nothing more than a normal demigod who has done his duties for Olympus. Sadly, we are not enough. Zeus calls for a meeting tomorrow morning with the Olympians and the campers to decide the fate of the young hero."
Silence consumed them. After a while, all Chiron could do is nod as Hermes flashed himself out.
Chiron started to feel dread flooding his heart. It's scaring him. The hero just got back from so many challenges yet the gods are again turning against him. Another emotion came over the centaur. Pity. He may not be Apollo or the Oracle but he can see where the situation will be heading. Campers had grown scared of Percy, especially the young ones. Half of the other cabins, Ares, Demeter and most of the Apollo and Hephaestus were turning against him and he doesn't even know. Luckily the counselors remain loyal to him but Chiron is afraid that it will not be enough.
Chiron sighed. He envisioned Percy all battered up from the battles he fought for the gods and more importantly from his friends. How much more can the boy take? Is the fates that cruel? Leaving the hero's death to the ones he himself would sacrifice everything for?
He went back outside his office. He prepared himself for his announcement to the campers about the meeting. He would inform Percy tomorrow early in the morning. He just hopes that he would have the courage to send him to his own death.
Ding!
The elevator door opened revealing the perfect view of Olympus. From the elevator, the palace of the gods, the throne room came in perfect from up above. The only thing separating it is the bridge.
Percy, with the group of campers, crossed the bridge. The young ones took the beautiful view with adoring eyes. The same could be said to the new campers. Their mouth wide open, amazed at the sight in front of them.
After they had crossed, Percy took in the sweet smell of the air. There were plants going everywhere, flowers are blooming with the bushes as green as ever. It made Percy think how powerful Demeter can be surrounding them with plants.
They continued walking and stopped at the middle of Olympus, near a large fountain. Up, and still, far away, the throne room of the gods await but what surprise most was the architecture of all the buildings.
At their near left is the Garden of the Heroes. From Percy's past experience this was one of the best and most prized garden and memorial he could ever see. Not only does it looked beautiful or serves as a memory, it shows honor to the heroes who have risk everything for their family, for their godly parent. There were statues of Micheal Yew, Castor, Bianca di Angelo, ZoƩ Nightshade and more. What amazed Percy was the three huge statues that were at the opposite end of the entrance. They stood the tallest among the others.
At the left end, a beautiful sculpted woman stood. Her face is held high with her eyes staring directly at Percy. She holds a shield strapped to her left arm that covers and protects her body. She also has a dagger at an icepick grip clutched on her right hand. Her armor is carved with flames surrounding a dove. Her knees are buckled and spread apart.
Below, a plate wrote: There is more to a person than beauty. Silena Beauregard, Daughter of Aphrodite, Heroine of Olympus.
Opposite of Silena stood a bulky yet well-built body of a statue. He wore an armor engraved with delicate flames surrounding the the letter eta and the symbol of Hephaestus. He wields another beautifully forged sword. It has fine edges even though as a statue it looks like it could cut through anything. Like Silena, his knees are buckled and spread apart.
Below, his plate wrote: Value people more than anything you have, more than anything you create. Charles Beckendorf, Son of Hephaestus and Hero of Olympus.
Finally, at the middle stood the tallest of all the statues. His statue is sculpted with a well-built body. His armor is engraved with the symbol of Omega, meaning the end. His body is lurched forward with his feet apart. He has sword that is half bronze and half steel and sheath to his belt. Instead of wielding the said sword, his right hand holds a bronze knife in a hammer grip. His arm covers his torso and near his underarm.
His plate wrote: It doesn't matter what you did in the past, what matters is what you do to change it. Luke Castellan, Son of Hermes and May Castellan, Hero of Olympus.
After it, wrote the whole first Great Prophecy while each statue held a picture of what happen during the Battle of Manhattan, the Second Titan war. But all of it has a different meaning to the Son of Poseidon. For Percy it wrote his entire life and what happen to his friends and family. It almost meant everything to him.
The campers get going after the amazing garden they had just saw. They kept trailing toward the throne room crossing different temples. One temple is gold and grand. It has a large garden and a fountain in the middle is placed with a sculpted lyre on it. The palace seems to glow as bright as the sun and holds a pleasant melody. Near it, a wide stage is in tact, with several chairs stack on top of the other. Percy knew from the blinding glow that it was Apollo's palace.
Next to his is a simple silver temple. It is a bit smaller than that of Apollo but it presents an aura of dignity. It looks like it was proud even if it seems a bit smaller than the rest. All around you would see patches of forests centering the temple. Deers and wolves are scattered and running around. Free in the wild. Vines are enveloping the temple making the simplicity in it, grand.
Beautiful. Percy thought. Nice work, Annabeth.
Temple after temple they each saw something different and unique about it. Hermes, as Percy presume it is, has his temple as a map. Mailboxes were line up beside both sides of the temple. 7 for each side, representing the 12 Olympians including Hestia and Hades.
Percy couldn't help but love Poseidon's temple. Of course, he is his father but he's temple just feels so relieving. With the smell of the ocean breeze in air, it is cooling for the Son of Poseidon. The temple is covered with beautiful, glittering shells. There are parts where the walls are transparent to see an ocean aquarium made with species, mythological or not. His place is surrounded with water which just made it more beautiful because it shines and reflects the temple's image with the sun.
Onwards as they go, the younger campers were yelling which temple is whose. Percy almost doubled over when one confused Artemis' temple for Apollo. Luckily, the camper is a little 6 year old girl not an immature 14 year old boy or Artemis would have blasted her.
Instead, Percy chuckled and leaned down towards the girl, "That's Artemis' temple, kiddo. See how it glows silver? That's her color."
The girl stared at him for awhile before running of to another camper a bit more older. The little girl seems to be whining to the older one which in turn, she looked at Percy and glared at her.
Percy frowned. He was confused why she had glared at him. As far as he can tell, he had done nothing wrong. He only corrected the little kid not scold her. He just showed that she needed to know these stuff so that she won't disrespect the gods and she wouldn't get blasted into smithereens.
A little while later, they came across an unfinished marble temple that appears to be under constructions. A boy with green eyes that is about 11 in age, probably a son of Demeter, asked, "What is that? What are they building?"
Percy was about to answer but Jason beat him to it, "It's a temple dedicated to the Heroes of Olympus, the Children of the Second Great Prophecy, the Seven who had defeated Gaia." he explained, smiling at the girl who he is holding hands with, Piper.
Many murmurs of amazement and praise has been heard in the crowd. Percy couldn't help but smile. It was brilliant how they had manage to do those things and he was glad that they were recognized by building a temple. Another camper was about to ask another question but a burst of light is starting to form. We all covered our eyes as the light went out.
In front of them all stood Hermes. He smiled slightly but you could clearly see that it does not reach his eyes. He cleared his throat and said, "I think that is enough for your sightseeing. Zeus needs all of you now in the throne room and my father is too impatient to wait-" Cue thunder. "-I shall be teleporting you all up to the throne room. Warning: Close your eyes if you don't want to go blind, or disintegrate, or burn to dust, or..."
Thunder rumbled.
"Oh, right. Sorry." he mumbled, clearly distracted.
The others laugh but the older campers didn't. It was obvious something is the matter. They just didn't know what it is. They frowned at the thought. Was it another threat? That, they did not know.
Hermes snapped his fingers and light engulfed them.
And here they are, the throne room of the gods. In front of the mighty gods of Olympus.
"Perseus Jackson."
And that is all for today's update!
AHhhh.. Still have to continue another project for school. Oh, Poseidon! HELP ME!
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And now...
*DRUM ROLL* RANDOM QUESTION!
Now, In the LAST OLYMPIAN Percy has a choice to give Luke the knife or kill Luke/Kronos himself yet he chose the former and save Olympus. Regardless of what Percy did, if you were in Percy's situation will you have done what Percy had done, to give the knife to Luke or be the oh, so, heroic person and kill Luke and Kronos yourself...?
You have 5 seconds to answer... KIDDING PEOPLE!
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