So, hey. I got a new chapter up! I hope you all enjoy it. Updates for this story will be very sporadic, so I apologize, but I do have the whole thing planned out, so it will get finished. It will just take some time.
Thank you for your reviews. I am going to start answering them here.
Ghostunderasheet: Thanks a lot. This is the summer before Percy shows up. Here is another chapter of Camp Half-Blood. You will find out about Remus, James, and Peter's reactions next chapter.
Avalonemyst: Thank you!
Suzululu4moe: Thanks. You bring up a good point about the Deathly Hallows. While Sirius can never be his father's "master", I think the Deathly Hallows would have to answer to him in a way because he is the Prince of Death. Kreacher is mean to everyone. You will find out why Thanatos had Sirius with Walburga. I think I might make Severus a Roman demigod when I get there in the story, but The Heroes of Olympus series will also be another book in the Prince of Death series that I'm planning. So not really sure on that one. Sirius and Severus will definitely not get along though.
It was a beautiful day, Sirius decided. The sun was shining, and there was hardly a cloud in the sky. The armor Connor and Travis had found him was a little loose on his small frame, and the sword Luke had given him was a little long. Sirius didn't really mind though. A little flick of his wand, and the weight didn't bother him at all. Thank the gods the trace didn't work here in America.
"You all set?" Chris asked from beside him. A crooked grin twisted his lips.
"I suppose," Sirius said. "No one's exactly told me what I'm supposed to be doing. Chris laughed.
"Stick with me, Black," he replied, his tone mischievous. "Clarisse has the Stolls and me guarding the flag with Silena from the Aphrodite cabin." Sirius looked at the older boy weirdly.
"What about the rest of the Aphrodite cabin?" he asked. Chris rolled his eyes and pointed with his sword to where a bunch of giggling girls and boys were sitting together gossiping.
"Lena's the only one who actually participates." Sirius was almost positive Chris' glare was enough to burn a hole through the back of the black-haired girl he was staring at. "The rest of 'em are a bunch of prima donnas."
"Watch your mouth around my siblings, Rodriguez," a busty black-haired girl snapped. She was pale with crystal blue eyes, and Sirius swore he had never seen someone so beautiful. "They're a load of shallow idiots, but they're still my family." The girl turned to Sirius and smiled. "You must be the newby. I'm Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite."
"Pleased to make your acquaintance. My name is Sirius Black," said boy replied. He took Silena's outstretched hand and kissed the top of it, bending slightly at the waist. The girl blushed and grinned brightly at him.
"Finally, a real gentleman around here," she giggled. "I look forward to working with you, Sirius Black." Silena smiled and waved before jogging off to go talk to a bulky African-American boy. Sirius stared open-mouthed after her.
"She's a little much when you're still getting used to her," Chris laughed. A conch horn blew in the distance,and Chris' grin widened. "C'mon! The game's about to start!"
Chris grabbed Sirius' hand and started running. The two boys ran into the forest and to where Connor and Travis were waiting.
"Took you two long enough," Travis grinned once he spotted his older brother and Sirius. "We were beginning to worry. Where's Silena?"
"Right here," the girl called from a few yards behind Sirius and Chris. "Sorry, I was talking to Charlie." A light blush was covering her cheeks, and Sirius wondered who this Charlie might be. Before he had a chance to ask, the conch horn blew again, and the game began.
It was fifteen minutes before the first few warriors showed up. Two sons of Dionysus, a daughter of Apollo, and a son of Athena no more than a year older than Sirius. The son of Athena immediately started circling Chris while the two sons of Dionysus engaged Travis and Connor. The daughter of Apollo drew her knife on Silena. Sirius' eyes darted back and forth, not knowing whose fight to join. A cold knife pressed itself to the back of his neck.
"Hello there," a girl's voice hissed in his ear. Sirius spun around to see no one. He frowned. There had definitely been someone there. He drew his sword and glared into the empty space. How could someone without magic have disappeared? It hit him. He had seen James do it plenty of times. He had done it himself a few times.
"Hello," Sirius said ominously as he kicked the dirt he was standing in. It flew up to reveal the outline of two legs. He swung down, and the legs jumped up. A girl appeared in his view.
"How did you – " she started before breaking off, a baseball cap in her hand. She snarled and swung down at Sirius with her knife. Sirius just managed to bring up his sword in time to block her. He managed to block her a few more times before she managed to twist her knife and disarm him. Sirius ended up on the ground with his own sword pointing at his neck.
"I win," the girl smirked. She dropped his sword next to him, and went to pick up the flag. The others were too busy in there own battles. The girl picked the flag up and ran off, not looking back.
"Damn," Sirius cursed. He picked his sword back up and took off after the girl. There was no way he was letting her get away with that. He chased her through the woods, almost growling in agitation. He would not let this girl win. He picked up the speed and cut in front of the girl, only a few feet from the river, the border.
Sirius could practically feel the stares of many people as he black and defended against the girl's knife. Years of dodging his mother and step-fathers hits, curses, and kicks had made him agile and good at blocking. He had faith in being able to hold off the girl at least for a while.
After a while, Sirius found himself going on the offensive rather than the defensive. There was definitely a crowd around him and this blond girl now. Out of the corner of his vision, Sirius could see Clarisse running towards them with a gray flag, Luke and a bunch of other kids following behind her, defending her from the other team.
The conch horn blew, and the girl threw down the flag. Clarisse had made it across. Sirius' team had won. The girl glared at him with her stormy gray eyes before sticking out her hand.
"Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena," she introduced. Sirius took her hand and shook it.
"Sirius Black," he replied. He looked on in shock as Annabeth's eyes widened, and she took a step back along with three-fourths of the people surrounding them. They all seemed to be staring a little above Sirius' head. An inverted torch with a shadowy butterfly flying over it had appeared above Sirius' head. Even as he watched, the symbol faded away.
"All hail Sirius Black, son of Thanatos," Sirius heard Chiron say loudly from behind him. Sirius' sword tip dropped to the ground as everyone kneeled before him.
"Merde!(Shit)" Sirius cursed in French as he woke up in a black room that was definitely not where he went to bed. "Where the fuck am I?"
"Language, son," Sirius' father's deep voice came from behind him. Sirius flipped around and grinned up at his father. Thanatos held out his arms, and Sirius walked into them, letting his father hold him. If asked, Sirius would never admit how much he enjoyed being in his father's arms after being so long bereft of parental love and physical contact.
"Is this a dream?" Sirius asked after a few amazing moments in Thanatos' arms. "Or is this really happening?" He looked up into Thanatos' silver eyes, identical to his own. The only difference between father and son was the color of their skin.
"You are asleep," Thanatos said. "But this is very real. I am with you right now. We could spend hours here in your mind, and no one would be any the wiser." He smiled at his son and snapped his fingers. A charcoal gray couch appeared behind them, and father and son sat next to each other, Sirius curled into his father's side.
"Why are you here?" Sirius asked cautiously. He looked up at the god, who had an eyebrow quirked. "If you don't mind me asking that is," Sirius quickly added on. A soft chuckle escaped Thanatos' lips.
"A father cannot visit his son just to speak with him?" Thanatos said humorously. It was Sirius' turn to raise an eyebrow. "I have some things for you," the god admitted. He pulled a thick letter from the inside of his suit jacket. "Your Hogwarts letter," he said, putting the envelope into Sirius' hands.
"Thank you, Father," Sirius said. He put the letter in the pocket of his pajama pants.
"I also have your supplies for you," Thanatos said. "They're already in your trunk for school, which is under your bed. I also have a gift for you." Sirius cocked his head slightly to the left as his father pulled out a silver chain with an onyx butterfly hanging from it. "When you are in need, you can call forth the blade, Skia from the pendant."
"Thank you again, Father," Sirius whispered in awe as his father laid the chain in his palms. He carefully hooked it around his neck. "This means more to me than you could ever know."
"May the blade protect you always, my son," Thanatos said softly. He laid his hand on his son's shoulder. "I must take my leave now, child. We shall see each other soon.
Sirius' eyes snapped open, and he jerked up in bed. His hand went immediately to his neck where a silver necklace was hanging, and he smiled. It had all been real.
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