The Betrayed Norse

Chapter 1 - The Betrayal and The New Life

A/N - This was written an age ago on paper, I'm simply typing it up, so it may be longer than my other chapters for other stories or this one.

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Perseus Jackson; the two time Savior and Hero of Olympus, Defeater of Kronos, Defeater of Gaia, Bane of Monsters, Bane of Titans, Bane of Giants, One of The Seven, Survivor of Alaska, Survivor of Tartarus, Survivor and Traveller of The Labyrinth; was chained to the floor of the Olympic throne room. "Perseus Jackson, we are gathere today to decide your fate," Zeus thundered, slamming his master bolt into the floor. This whole situation has all started a week ago, when his bastard half brother, Alex, arrived at camp.

That was when it started, his friends turned on him and hated him, blaming him for actions he didn't commit, all due to the rumourmongering his 'brother' did. Then came the final straw, the thing that broke him completely. He had just returned from a quest for Lady Athen, gaining her blessing to marry Annabeth. He was walking towards the beach, the spot they had agreed to meet at; deciding to take an initiative, Percy decided to show up early, when she arrived there, he saw two figures making out passionately while fucking, in his spot, his and Annabeth's spot. One had short, surfer style, blonde hair; definitely Alex. The other had long, honey blonde, princess curls. "Ugh," his face crinkled in disgust as he turned to walk off. Then he heard Alex say something that froze his blood. "Hey, Beth, when are you going to dump that fucking loser. I mean we already tricked the camp into hating him, plus, we've been fucking for months now," he grunted.
"T-tonight, he asked me to be here and to meet in about five minutes, I'll dump him then," Annabeth, Percy's girlfriend replied. Enraged, Percy stormed out to the beach. "Hey~ Annabeth, do t worry about dumping me, I'm dumping you," he growled, throwing the ring box into the sea, he tuned on his heels, and began storming off, before he was flashed up to Olympus.

"All those in favour of killing the traitor?" Zeus questioned. Ten hands were raised. "And all against?" Four hands were raised. These four were Apollo, Hades, Hestia and...surprisingly, Artemis. "It is decided! The traitor shall die!" Zeus boomed. Just as he hurled his bolt towards the teen chained in the centre of the room, time seemingly slowed, and Percy uttered a sentence that resonated through the room, shocking the gods who voted guilty. "I, Perseus Jackson, swear upon the river Styx and Chaos' name that I am innocent of all charges." Time slowed, forcing the gods to hear and digest the words. Just as Percy embraced the inevitable oblivion of death, he relaxed, waiting....but he found himself....not dead. He collapsed slightly, before catching himself and carefully opening his eyes. He saw he was in some sort of a feast hall like throne room. Eleven figures stood before him, the centre one sat on his throne. "Um, hello, who are you? Where am I?" He asked, smiling unsurely.
"You, Perseus Jackson, are in the throne room of Asgard. We are the Norse god, you are here as we have an offer for you. You will be able to redo your life, but with some differences," the old, grey haired, one eyed man, who sat on the throne, with two ravens perched on his shoulders.
"Okay, but who are you all, individually?"
"I am Odin, the king of Asgard, the All-Father of the Norse Gods," The seated man said.
"I am Thor, Son of Odin, God of Thunder, Lightning and War," A bulky, red headed man with a large hammer at his hip, said.
"I am Njörd, The God of the Sea's, Ships and Sea creatures," A tall, well toned, tanned man with long, inky black hair, said.
"I am Freyr, Son of Njörd, the God of Sunshine, Summer, Peace, Crops and Fertility," a well muscled, highly tanned man, with long blonde hair, smiled.
"I am Freyja, Daughter of Njörd, the Goddess of Beauty, Love and Fertility," a well developed, blonde woman with a light tan, smiled gently.
"I am Frigg, Wife of Odin, Goddess of Marriage and Love," a slightly serious, yet motherly, woman said.
"I am Sif, Norse Goddess of Riches, Gold and Earth," A golden haired and eyed woman smiled.
"I am Tyr, Son of Odin, God of Justice, War and Combat," a gruff looking man said, his voice gravely but welcoming.
"I am Zisa, Norse Goddess of Hunting and Archery," said a ginger haired, green eyed woman smirked playfully.
"I am Ragnar, The Last Son of Odin, Norse God of War, Combat, Weapons, Strength and Death," a man deessed in traditional viking battle armour smirked.
"I am Lagartha, Wife of Ragnar, Norse Goddess of Combat, Shield-maidens and War," a blonde woman, also wearing traditional armour, said.
"We would like to give you our blessings, while sending you back in time to the year you discovered your heritage, but as the son of one of us," Odin explained.
"Um, who?"
"Ragnar, here has asked to be your father, it is up to you to decide," Odin smiled lightly.
"Sure, sounds good, so long as your not like the fishy fuck, not you Njörd, sir," Percy smiled.
"Also, you will not be the only Norse demigod, but before that, is there anyone you wish to remember this life?"
"Could they be brought here?"
"Certainly,"
"Ok, can you bring the four Olympians who supported me, Thalia Grace, Hazel Levesque, Nico DiAngelo and Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano here?"
"Sure," Odin snapped his fingers as a bright light filled the room, eight new figures were stood in the room.

"Wha-Where am I?" Artemis, the auburn haired, silver eyed goddess of the moon, shouted.
"Calm, young one, you are in the throne room of Asgard," Freyr smiled calming my, the room being filled with a light golden light, a scent of warm summer fields wafting from the light, calming the right from their shock. "Percy!" Hazel shouted, pouncing on him, crushing him in a tight, bone-breaking hug. "Agck! Hazel, as much as I missed you too, can't breath," the teen rasped, tapping the cinnamon haired girls back frantically. "Ah, sorry," she whispered, releasing him slightly. Reyna and Thalia marched forward, before planting their fists onto his head. "Ow! Thanks," he sassed. "Nice to know you two also care." He rubbed his head in pain, grimacing as he felt it already bruising. "Anyway~ What are we doing here?" Hestia asked sweetly.
"Well...." Odin then explained the situation to the eight. "And that's it, we're planning to send him back in time, as a Norse demigod, along with Thalia, Hazel me Reyna."
"Fair enough," Hades shrugged, earring nodds from the others.
"Now, blessing!" Odin clapped. From Odin, Percy got the ability of runic magic, raven sight, the ability to understand all languages and supreme intelligence. From Thor, he got electrokinesis and flight. From Freyr he got heliokinesis, pyrokinesis and Alf seidr. From Njörd, Percy got enhanced hydrokinesis, the ability to summon any ship, the ability to breath at higher depths and the ability to communicate with sea monsters. From Tyr, he got further mastery of all weapons, increased tactical thinking and intelligence, and the ability to detect when someone is lying or not. From Sif, Percy got ferrokinesis and geokinesis. From Zisa, Percy received tha ability of a master tracker and hunter. From Freyja, he got tha ability to shapeshift his appearance, the ability to detect relationships and a heightened ability for Alf seidr. From Artemis, he received the ability of a master archer and lunarkinesis. From Apollo, he got the ability to heal people, increased mastery of archery along with heliokinesis. From his soon to be parents, Ragnar and Lagartha, Percy got mastery of all weapons, unrivalled strength, increased intelligence and tactics.

"One last fact, before we send you off," Odin said. "You are destined for seven mates, due to being too strong for one."
"Atta' boy! That's my son!" Ragnar laughed, before a spear shaft smacked him upside the head.
"They should glow pink when you-" Freyja began to explain, before Hazel , who was hugging Percy, glowing pink. "Ah, I see that one is already revealed," she smirked.
"Oh," Percy blinked, instinctively hugging Hazel.
"Well...now, let's decide who will be who's parent," Odin sighed, mentally cursing the Norns, his youngest son and grandson. "I'll take Hazel," Sif called eagerly, waving her hand in the air.
"I'll take Reyna," Tyr's gruff voice spoke.
"I call dibs on Thalia," Thor called our childishly.
"Perfect," Odin smiled lightly. "Now, we'll send you back, you'll all go to tha same school and will all go to camp together."
"Hold up, where's Nico?" Percy asked, a pale boy with onyx black hair and eyes, wearing an aviator jacket, black t shirt and black jeans emerged from the inky shadows. "Here, Percy," he said, smiling awkwardly.
"Nico!" Percy cheered, hugging the boy tightly with Hazel. As the three broke apart, and Percy was about to leave, Nico caught his shoulder. "One more thing," he smiled, before his entire demeanour turned ominous and threatening. "Don't you dare hurt my sister, or else you'll have a one way trip to Tartarus."
"Neeks! I would never!" Percy joked. "Seriously though, I would never, I've secretly liked her since I joined Camp Jupiter, you know when I had no memories."
"Good, now, off you go," Nico laughed, Odin joining in.
"Yes, off you go," Odin laughed, snapping his fingers. Then everything went black, and Pecry ground himself awaking in a bed, his bed.