The Troubled Times Of Perseus Jackson!

This is my first story on here. The story is about a boy who is the offspring of Poseidon and Neptune/ Hestia and Vesta. Raised by Hades. This is a story of how he grows up to save the world from a dangerous threat. You read about how he struggles to overcome barriers that appear in his way. This is the story about Percy Jackson, The son of Greece and Rome, The first and last child of the sea and flames.

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6. Chapter 6 - Just my luck

Percy's POV

I went into my bedroom after a grueling training session with Achilles, which mind you, I won. Wait, so whats that now, 1 to me and about 527 to Achilles. I know right, anyway I just arrived into my room, took off my clothes and jumped in the shower.

You see whenether I get in a shower or any pool/ body of water, I feel more regenerated which comes from Poseidon being my godly parent and me inheriting some of his powers and all that yada yada yada. I let the cool water roll off my scar filled skin and watched it drip into the plug.

I clambered out of the shower, only to slip on the slippery surface and crack my head on the side of the sink. I pushed myself off the ground and shook my head a few times to get rid of the spots dancing in my vision. I stumbled out of the bathroom and onto my bed, wrapped in my towel and went under the covers. Even though it is only 10:00 am in Los Angeles, time works differently here. All I am saying is that if I went to Los Angeles, I would have a major, major case of jet lag. My training session really took it out of me, even if I was in water, this training was the worse I have ever had. So it was no suprise to me that as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was catching some ZZZZ's. And as per usual, I had nightmares of the cursed jagged knife raking down my body, In the hands of Gabe Ugliano, emphasis on the "ugli". I mean he looked like a gigantic tuskless walrus, with three hairs on top of his mainly bald head. Colmbed over so his head looks like a baldish Danny Zuko from Grease.

Dream Mode:-

I am climbing the stairs after I came home from Primary School (I think it is Pre-school for Americans and stuff) and everyone was teasing me because of my scars, they don't know the whole truth, what I go through everyday, trying to save my mum. I walk through the front door, to hear my mother and Gabe arguing about something. When I saw Gabe raise his hand and my mum flinch, I knew I had to do something. So I screamed and ran across the room, jumped at Gabe, landing on his pregnant belly, only to be picked up and thrown on the floor by Gabe. He started kicking me when I was down. My mum tried to intervene but Gabe just looked at her with his beady eyes and said "Shut the fuck up bitch" whilst picking something up and throwing it at her. It was a 3inch long jagged knife, the one that has tortured me for the past 4-5 years. It sunk into her collarbone and got lodged in there. He went sauntering over there which indicates he has had a few beers. He wrenched the stainless steel knife out of my mum and started making jagged motions with his hand! A pool of thick, warm blood slowly falling out of several deep gashes across my mums neck and torso. Pooling around his feet. He started laughing and he droppend my mums lifeless figure and turned to me, he slurred out " You're neeeeeexxxt, you little baaastard" and charged at me. I was scared. He came shakily towards me, he was delerious. He came closer, only to vere of to the side and crash into a support beam. He dropped to the floor with a loud oooommmppph. I took this as an oppotunity to run. I reached the door and turned back to see Gabe trying to get up, only that he was to big, and he fell back down. I fumbled for the door handle, If I go on my tiptoes I might just reach it. There, ahaa, yes I've got it. I threw the door behind me and ran with all my might to central park just across the road, and didn't stop running, images of my mum's lifeless form sinking to the floor and the sadistic grin plastered on gabes face as well as the madness of his small, black beady eyes.

Real World:-

I woke up in cold sweat. I quickly looked around the room to see if it was true. Thank the gods it wasn't. I lied down on the bed panting. Still scared from the event of my nightmare. I calmed myself enough to think rashionally. I heard a knock on my bedroom door. A skeletal voice said "Lord Hades requests your immediate presence!" I thought about what my father could possible want, whilst absent mindedly saying to the skeleton "Thank You!"

I stumbled along the dark, dimly lit passage way, looking at the flickering flames in holsters. They always calm me down, albiet the fire is hellfire, an extremely dangerous substance which can burn through anything, which also mind you, was a dark colour. It seems as though everything here is dark coloured. It probably comes with Hades' demeanour. Cold, dark and collective. I kept walking until I reached a small brown door. I squeezed through it and it lead me into an open room, with 3 obsidian thrones. 2 of which were occupied. Hades in the centre and perephone to the left. I strolled over to my adopted dads right and sunk into my suprisingly comfy throne and asked "Hey dad, so what did you need?" Hades turned to me with a grimace upon his face

"Zues has sent Artemis and her huntresses to collect some of my children and I need you too rescue them." Lady Persephone grimaced and then scowled

"I still can not believe you cheated on me!" She interrupted. Hades had a genuine look of guilt on his face "I know my darling dove, but these were children from 410 - 415 hundred years ago, there minds are washed from the lethe after 400 years in the lotus casino. Please let me save them, I don't want to know what Zeus will do to them." Persephone didn't look to thrilled, but she then slowly started to nod her head. "Ok, but you better have no more unless it's with me." Hades looked happy and turned to Percy "Ok so they are at Westover Hall and be careful of Artemis and her huntresses, they reqlly don't like men!" I shivered in his throne, grimacing at the thought of seeing Pheobe again because last time she nearly killed me. "Ok, so when do I leave." Hades just looked at me and smirked "Now!" As soon as Hades said that, my body staryed to shadows before slowy dissaperating in the small draft of the throne room.

I reapered behind the back of the school dressed in black assassins creed attire, then I heard a voice in my head belonging to my dad "My children will be coming round the back past you anytime soon, there are also multipul numbers of enemies waiting for the kids, please be careful and save my children, son." I nodded in determination. My dad was right, 2 children who had olive skin, dark, silky hair and black eyes, like Hades' were being lead somewhere by a big, fat, old lady. I followed closely behind as they were lead to a cliff which held 8 beings. 5 monsters and 5 human like beings including the 2 children, the old lady and some titans. I was at the borders of the clearing when I heard them say "We don't have much time, them blasted huntresses will be hear soon..." The titan who appeared to be on fire was saying before, wait is that... is that Medusa who interrupted, it was "No problem Hyperion, we ambushed the huntressssesss' and have ssset up trapsss around the perimetre!" Hyperion looked as though he didn't expect that and laughed "Well done Medusa, you have out done yourself this time. Medusa nodded and slithered away back to the rest of her crew consisting of her, the chimera, the manticore, the minotaur and the nemean lion. When I thought ot couldn't get any harder I looked at the other five. It consisted of the 2 children of Hades, the big, fat lady and the two titans, hyperion the flame covered titan as well as Krios, the onea with rams horns on his head. "Ahh, Enchidna, How nice of you too join us, and I see you have the children with you, good job." the old lady went back to the other monsters and the chimera bounded of to Enchidna and lay on the floor infront of us. "Ok, now to deal with our so called reacuers." Hyperion said, and as soon as he did say that, a war cry was heard from the trees. 10-15 girls charged through into the clearing and 5 more jumped from the trees, including Pheobe, Zoë and Artemis. All the hunters now on the ground, had a stronger attacking formation and they advanced. Only to get 3 feet before miniture greekfire explosions caused them to jump further to avoid it, straight into the waiting arms of rope traps which suspended them in the air by their feet. I saw Artemis look around and say "Oh Shit" I started laughing, just like the typical hunters to think they are above everyone else and can not be beat. Except for they now have. I only realised my mistake to late, I had given away my position. I stayed silent hoping they will not find me, but luck didn't hold out. Medusa and the manticore had grabbed me round my neck and arms nefore I could even say 'bed' I was dragged into the middle of the clearing and sat infront of Hyperion and Krios. I turned to face Artwmis and said "Tsk Tsk Artemis, swearing infront of children, isn't that one of the traits a man has, don't tell me your becoming a guy, haha" Artemus just stared at me in shock before she glared at me with a deep hatred of men "Perseus, What in Hades' name are you doing here?" I just laughed at her beforw I realised what she said

"Hey don't use my fathers name as a cuss word and if you really must know, I am here to save my brother and si..aggghh" Was all I could get out before Medusa sunk her claws into my neck, leaking blood down my clothes and the she forced me to look at the 2 titans. "Ha, what have we got here, another child of hades, he obviously isn't the child of the prophecy, he was defeated by 2 monsters and so easily, child of hades, bah, more like child of bunnies." Said Krios. Meanwhile, Percy looked downright angry at the insult, I will show you how much power I have got, I thought in his head. I sunk into the shadows and reapered behind Krios with a pitch black sword and raked it down his back, a lethal blow. It made Krios cry out in pain and drop to his knees. A perfect angle for a beheading and a trip to tartarus. I raised my sword in the air and prepared to swing when a flying projectile hit me in my right shoulder. My sword arm, just the force of the blow made me drop my sword in pain, not to mention the poison seeping into my blood. I heated up my blade, ripped out the projectile and started to cauterize the wound. It took arpund 5 seconds so I was lucky I found a tree to hide behind. I walked out a minute later and charged. Another projectile came at me, which I narrowly avoided. As I advanced this time, I straigjtened out my hand and concentrated really hard. I could feel the stress of brain hammering away at my skull. It's a hard to make a shadow form in midair, especially with poison in me but I managed. A black jagged line appeared in the air like a crack. I reached my hand through the shadow, but it didn't come out the other side. No. What it is, Is a pocket in the shadows, which means I have to store something in a shadow and then I will be able to have it again somewhere else, or to put it simpler, shadow travelling for objects. Anyway, I brought out a celestial bronze sheild with pictures of great battles engraved on it. The trojan war, The world wars and many more. Anyway, I kept running towards the manticore and the other monsters, all the while deflecting projectlies from the manticore, off my shield. He started to grow infuriated and his shots became wilder and more off target. As I reached him, I baseball slid under him and out the other end. I jumped to my feet straight away and turned around. The manticore was too slow to react. It startee turning but my sword was already coming down before you heard a chopping noise and saw a tail roll around on the floor. The manticore reared back on pain and looked at me with a murerous glint in his eye. I gulped and took a step back. Only to find out that Enchidna was there. She grappled my arms but she succeeded in restraining me. The manticore advanced on me slowly, as if he was savouring the kill. His sharp fangs, glinting in the sunlight. His hands seemed to of grown claws. As he finally reached me, he dug his claws into my shoulders, and the ripped them out, making me scream in pain. As I did this, he lifted he giant paw and prepared to strike me. I saw his paw advancing to my face..

 

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