When Triton walked into their cabin he was met with the- yet again- unpleasant sight of the Son of Hades leaning over his brother, he was shirtless, they were kissing, and frankly, the death spawn's hands were a little too south of the equator for his liking.
"Aaah!" he screamed, "My EYES!"
Nico leapt of the bed at record speed.
Percy straightened up, blushing a bright blue (I'll explain later) and glaring at his brother.
"Why must you do this here!?" asked Triton.
Percy rolled his eyes, "Well if you don't want to see it so bad maybe you should Knock!" he replied, glaring.
"Ummm, Perce, I think we should start doing this in my room," said Nico.
"Yes," said Percy and Triton at the same time, before glaring at each other.
"See you later mi amore," he said, before bending down to kiss Percy, cheekily squeezing his ass as he did so, before disappearing into the shadows.
Triton glared at the boy's shadow form as it fled the cabin.
"Seriously," complained Triton, "it's like you want me to gauge my eyes out."
"Maybe," said Percy, "But don't forget you'd still hear things if you did."
Triton glared at his brother.
"Speaking of which, I suggest you put on earmuffs, I get nightmares," he replied casually, before heading into the bathroom, one of the perks of being the sea god's son was you got a bathroom in your cabin.
He came out a few seconds later in loose grey pyjama shorts and a loose blue shirt with 'I'm a demigod,' written in Greek.
He climbed under the covers and was out like a light.
Triton sighed before following his lead.
Triton's dream….
Triton was standing in a room, a very hot room, if he had to guess, he'd say it was a Volcano.
He was holding a sword that reminded him of his brother's. oh.
There were monsters blocking the exits, ancient monsters that he'd almost forgotten. Telkhines.
"What do we have here?" asked the tallest, "A son of Poseidon?"
he wanted to say, 'no, I'm a son of Zeus, see? My eyes are proof, look. No, they are not green, they are blue, stupid telkhine,' but his mouth remained shut.
"Yes," another growled, "I can smell the sea in his blood."
'Finally,' thought Triton, 'a smart one.'
He, involuntarily, raised riptide and felt his heart pound.
*sigh* looks like he'd just have to see how his brother, or for now him, handled this.
"Strike down one of us, demigod," the third one said.
Triton wanted to say, 'Ok, thanks for the consent, but the monster continued.'
"And the rest of us shall tear you to shreds."
Triton wanted to say, '*snort* id like to see you try,' but the Telkhine was not finished. Again.
"Your father betrayed us."
Triton felt anger fill his veins, by his own accord, not the demigod's, how dare the insult his father like that. If he were young Perseus he'd have chopped them to bits for that.
"He took our gift and said nothing as we were cast into the pit. We will see him sliced to pieces. He and all the other Olympians."
A cold wave of panic filled Triton. (emphasis on triton not Percy, from now when I talk about the two merged I will make it blatantly honest. Swearsies.)
Even though he knew this had already happened, he couldn't help but feel threatened by the demons, and what he wanted to know most was, 'how did Percy make it out alive?'
He felt a surge of emotions rush through him, emotions that he knew were not his own. The biggest was guilt, he couldn't really tell why, but he/his brother was worried about someone, sad about lying to them and hoping they made it out safe. He then felt realization, something about not having to worry about the great prophecy because he was going to die here.
Damn, his brother was such a pessimist.
He noticed younger Telkhines watching, amusement hinting their eyes, waiting to see how his brother would get ripped apart.
He suddenly felt something burning against the side of his leg, something as cold as ice. The only thing he knew that could both freeze and burn was Stygian Ice, so he'd have to assume it was that.
He felt his brother hesitate about using something, but the tallest telkhine interrupted his brother's 'thinking time' when he said something that sent a shiver through Triton's spine, something that was so cruel, so evil, so-so vile, it could only have come from the mouth of a Telkhine.
"Let us see how strong he is," said the tallest, "Let us see how long it takes him to burn!"
He scooped up some lava from the nearest furnace, the elder Telkhines following his lead.
The first bit of lava that hit him set his trousers on fire, two more spluttered across his chest. His brother dropped his sword in sheer terror. Triton wanted to tune the boy right then and there. When Big, ugly monsters are chucking fire at you, do. Not. Drop. Your. SWORD! You should use it and defend yourself! Gods, how did his brother even hit sixteen! Well, the prophecy did say against all odds…
he swatted his clothes, the fire engulfing him. he could feel his brother's confusion as to why it was only warm at first, but getting hotter by the instant.
'Oh no,' groaned Triton mentally, 'Looks like I get to endure his pain as well. Yippeee,lucky me,' he thought.
"Your father's nature protects you," said one, "Makes you hard to burn. But not impossible, youngling. Not impossible."
They threw more fire at him and he(both) began screaming. Triton felt like his whole body was on fire. The pain was worse than anything he'd ever felt, and he was Fricking immortal, for Zeus's sake!
He crumpled to the metal floor and heard the young Telkhines howling in delight.
He heard a voice, he didn't recognize it but apparently his brother did, since it washis subconscious, after all.
"The water is within me," he heard his brother say to himself.
Suddenly, he felt his brother call out to the sea, whether his brother knew it or not. But he knew that was impossible, they were in the middle of a volcano for his sake.
He felt memories bubble up as he felt a powerful tug in his gut. The most prominent of the memories held fear within it, fear of some time when his brother had almost let his power get away from him and nearly kill himself through it.
He reached to the sea, remembering it's waves and currents, the endless power of the ocean.
He felt his brother letting it loose in one, horrible scream.
Triton couldn't really explain what had happened, all he knew was that it was a whirlwind of energy, one not even the majority of the gods possessed. Not one even he possessed. It came crashing down like a tidal wave, explosion, hurricane- or even all of the above, and he felt weightless.
He finally managed to hear one full thought of his brother, something about Zeus never forgiving him for flying so high, which almost made him laugh, because really, at a time like this, that should be the least of someone's worries.
He feels the water catch him, but knows that his brother can't feel it, as he is unconscious. He glances at the waves and sees an image of his brother.
He's albino white, his hair grey, looking thin, weak, tired and nearly dead.
Panic grips his heart, he must've used up his mortal essence. But funnily, he felt safe in these waters, a safeness he only ever felt in….. Ogygia.
Triton woke with a start, sweating and panting. If these were what demigod's called 'dreams' then he sure as Hades was glad he wasn't a half-blood. And what of his brother's little encounter, fear gripped his heart, had that really happened, or was it some cruel trick of the Fates?
What caught his attention was when he turned to his left and saw his brother thrashing and whimpering.
Suddenly he heard him let out a heart wrenching scream.
Triton leapt to his feet and raced to his brother's side.
He glanced down at him, he was sweating, his eyes screwed tight, biting his lip. But the most alarming thing was his skin tone, a deathly pale Albino White, one Triton hoped he would never have to see on his brother again.
He tried to shake him awake, knowing that it would be the only way to alleviate the poor half-blood's pain.
"Percy!" he muttered, "Percy! Percy! PERCY! Wake up! Percy!" his voice rose to a shout.
Suddenly, the shadows around him grew thick and from them appeared the son of Hades.
He rushed over and shook him. when that didn't work, he reached underneath the covers.
Triton sincerely hoped that hand was not going to his youngest brother's 'forbidden' zone, because if it was then they'd need to find the son of Hades a prosthetic replacement.
Nico searched for the spot he needed, the small of Percy's back where his Achilles heel used to be and pressed down hard on the still-sensitive piece of skin.
Percy jumped and bolted up.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"Shhh, shhh Perce, it's okay, it's okay," said the Son of Death, joining Percy on his covers, "You're safe, it's alright, nobody can hurt you," and as if to emphasize that point, he wrapped his arms around the young Sea Prince.
"N-Nico?" he said, eyes broken, rather than their usual shade of whatever colour the ocean was at the moment.
"Sssh Perce, it's okay, I'm okay, you're okay, we're all okay. You're not there anymore Perce, you're safe. You're at camp. The war is over," he murmured, rubbing soothing circles on the Sea Prince's back.
"I wasn't there tonight," said the Sea child.
"Then where were you?" asked Nico, dreading the answer he knew was to come.
"It was the dream," replied Percy, "th-the one where Tyson died."
Pure white fury seeped through Triton at the mention of his ex-youngest brother. He'd died during the war, an arrow through his heart.
"He-he turned around with his cold, dead eye and said, 'This is your fault. You're a worthless big brother,'" Percy's voice cracked, but he didn't cry, " 'you're the reason I'm dead,'" his voice wavered on the last word, yet still no tears.
Nico sighed, as if he'd had this conversation many times before, "It wasn't your fault Perce," he said, "You didn't do anything."
"If id been more aware of what was happening-"
"But you were already busy, you were battling Polybotes. Again. You couldn't afford to lose concentration or you'd die."
"Better me than him," muttered Percy.
Nico looked at him in shock, before recovering, "Percy, look, Tyson gave his life to save yours, and frankly, blaming yourself and getting depressed over it doesn't seem like a nice way to repay him, does it. so I'm going to go, and you're going to get some rest, okay?"
He turned to the shadows.
"Wait!" said Percy, "don't go. Please?"
Nico sighed, "ok," he grumbled.
He slipped in under the covers and placed an arm around Percy's waist, and the two fell asleep together.
Triton looked at the two, and after some glaring at the son of hades fell asleep. Sad that his brother would think their brother's death was his fault, sadder that it was driving him into near depression…
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… Well, goodnight! What? It's late! Ooooh, you're wondering why id do that, well, see, the thing was, a while ago I thought that if Tyson died it would be interesting to see Percy's reaction, and, well, he slowly became the person I thought most likely to die, so….
-httyd4eva
peace out yo ;P, et Bonne Nuit!