Meeting the Moon at war

Chapter 9

Percy, since he wasn't disorientated like last time, positioned his body from him to hit the ground smoothly. Sure, it won't kill him since he has the curse, but it sure as hell hurt. As he reached the ground, he fell in a roll and stood upright, studying his surroundings. His dear old gramps said that he won't survive this war, so he was trying to figure out which war. He was still in ancient times, that was sure, but still didn't give him any clue as to which war he was thrown in.

He concentrated, trying to find any type of auras and, surly enough, there were fifteen auras, coming thirty miles in front of him, so he concentrated on the water particles and turned himself into water particles, travelling at fast speeds towards his destination. A war he was sure he was in, the ground was cracked, pulled, or thrown everywhere, dried blood in the ground and some bodies were lying in the empty space, making it look like a horror movie, which didn't calm his nerves. Percy didn't throw up because of his experience but anyone else without war experience would defiantly faint. Mutilated bodies were spew across the ground, some had bashed skulls, fragments thrown everywhere. Some had arrows, swords or any type of weapon piercing their bodies. Percy winced at the sight and moved faster towards the auras to try and figure out what caused all of this destruction.

Upon arrival he saw that it was a huge, fortified palace, and the middle or the fortified place was an enormous room, covered in gold and radiating power. He could see that any person that went near was struggling to stay on his feet. He walked towards the place and, surprisingly, he didn't feel that urge to bow, but rather felt at home. He didn't understand this feeling, but he guesses it was because of his newly acquired powers.

Going to open the door, he could feel the pitiful stares from the onlookers, thinking that he was as good as dead by walking inside the room of the gods and if not, he would work as a slave for them, and from some stories they knew that that wasn't a nice thing to do.

Percy ignored these stares and walked in. The gods were in the middle of arguing on some battle plans, so he took this time to look around. The throne room resembled a lot like that from the present, only there was a throne missing, Dionysus's throne, and there was a throne for Hestia, which radiated hope and warmth. For a moment he forgot of all of his problems and absorbed the warmth, before snapping back to reality. He also saw Hades had a throne of his own and not sitting on a guest chair. It was an all-black throne, made out of Stygian Iron and jewels and diamonds decorated it, making it one of the most beautiful throne in the room. Percy continued to watch the gods in amusement, thinking that they had been arguing for nearly three millennium.

Unfortunately for him, none of the six original gods who know him saw him, but Artemis and Ares did. Artemis immediately begun to fire arrow after arrow at high speeds and Ares attacked him wielding a wicked looking sword. Percy dogged every arrow and deflected Ares's thrusts quite easily. Guess he isn't as experienced and trained as his is in the present Percy thought as he jumped another arrow from one of the goddesses he respected the most. The rest of the gods turned their attention to the commotion that was happening in their throne room.

Hera was sure that she had seen the man that creped into the throne room when her mind clicked. She minds messaged the other five gods that were with her against Kronos and realization dawned on their faces. "Stop this instant!" Poseidon shouted; a small earthquake was felt, reflecting his emotions. The two gods that were attacking Percy faltered and reluctantly sat down, Ares mumbling, still amazed that Percy deflected his attacks and Artemis was speechless since she had never missed this badly, even if the monster or person was dogging her attacks. As soon as the two gods sat down, Zeus begun "Percy Jackson, it's been too long. How have you been?" The question took the younger gods by surprise, since he isn't one to make a friendly conversation with anyone really, not even his family.

"It was only a few minutes ago for me. Remember, the time travel stuff?" Percy said, waving his hands in front of him in a childish manner, making the six gods chuckle at his antics, which made the gods that didn't know Percy to look at them as if they had really gone crazy. "For you it was only a few minutes, but for us it was nearly fifty years." Hera said, using her soft motherly tone that threw everyone off guard, except Percy, since she had called him son just a few minutes ago. "That's a long time." Percy said, whistling deeply.

Athena being the curious owl that she is, asked the question that was pondering in everyone's mind, except for those who already knew the answer. "Who are you?"