The Betrayed Norse

Chapter 2 - New Life and School

Percy groaned deeply, prying open his eyes as he took in his surroundings, sunlight filtering calming it from the window. He was back in his room in Sally's apartment, only, it was different. It was split in half, the half he was on, his half, was organised and clean, but the other half, was messy, dirty and in chaos. In the bed opposite his, on the other side of the room, was a shaggy, blonde haired figure, Alex. Grumbling in his head, Percy sat up, running his hands through his hair, which was now down below his shoulders, and began getting dressed, his clothes already set out at his beds foot. 'Percy, my son, a few lasts details. Your last name is now that of mine, Löthbrok, there is also a box on your desk, it is full of....gifts, your girlfriends will also have boxes like these," he heard his father speak into his mind, but kept his face blank, his control over his emotions being somehow mastered. "Good luck my son."
'Thanks, dad," Percy replied. 'You're already the best dad I've had."
"I know, have a good year," Ragnar spoke, an air or smugness and pride evident in his disembodied voice, before a small, odd snapping sound rung through his mind, their mental connection severed.

Walking over to his desk, Percy saw the box, a small, cardboard box, a post-it note on the lid. It read, 'Hi Son, these are some weapons you may like, try them out in the bathroom, but do NOT open the pen inside, from Ragnar'. Opening the box, Percy found six rings, a watch, a pen and a bracelet along with another note, inside. 'Hello again, quick hint, the rings will always fit you and return to their designated fingers, the two wolf ones are twin swords, the pair of raven rings are axes, the two runic rings are daggers. The watch is a shield, the bracelet is a bow, it's arrows loading as you draw the string, and the pen is a spear, the pendant at the bottom of the box is a two handed great sword.
P.S. You, Thalia, Reyna and Hazel will all have individual, signature weapons, yours is the great sword.'
"Cool," Percy shrugged, slipping on the rings, his wolf rings on his index fingers, his raven rings on his middle fingers and his runic rings on his pinky fingers, he attached the watch to his left wrist, along with the bracelet. As he slipped the sword pendant over his head and hair, tucking it under his shirt, Percy saw Sally peer in through the door.

"Oh, you're up," she said, sneering slightly. "Wake Alex up for me."
"Fine," Percy grumbled, scowling at the sleeping moron, walking up to Alex, he pulled him off of the bed. Alex's sleeping body hit the floor, quickly snapped out of his daze, awaking with a yelp, which turned to a sharp glare, daggers shining in his eyes. "Mom! Percy pulled me off of my bed!" He shouted through the open door.
"Perseus, stop bullying your brother!" She shouted through the appartment.
"You told me to wake him up, so I did," Percy muttered, packing a bag for school. "Oi, dumbass, we have school, get your ass up and ready." Alex paled, frantically dressing and messily packing a bag.

Later that day, Percy sat, eating lunch with Hazel, Reyna and Thalia, who he had discovered were two of his other mates when they hugged earlier, causing the two to glow pink. School life was as he remembered it, boring and annoying, but with the girls, and spending time with them, he cheered up considerably. Everyday, the four would meet at the closest park, training their new powers and new fighting styles. But now, it was the day of the museum trip, the day that would start their demigod adventures.

"Now, Mr Jackson, can you tell me what this depicts?" Mr Brunner, or Chiron, asked the son of Poseidon. Percy had to hold himself back from blurting out the answer, which he knew as if it was second nature. "I-uh...I don't know," Alex spluttered, swearing in confusion.
"Okay, um, Mr Löthbrok, can you tell me what this depicts?" He asked Percy a small smile upon his face, remembering the boy and their past life.
"Sure, it shows Kronos, the King of Titans and Titan of Time, eating five of his six children, the original Olympian gods," Percy began. "But, his wife, Rhea, the Titaness of Motherhood and Fertility, hid away their youngest child, Zeus, swapping him with a boulder, which Kronos ate, believing to be his son. Later in his life, when he had grown to adolescence, Zeus tricked his father, freeing his siblings, who had grow in their fathers belly, before 'leading' them to war against the Titan King, in which the gods won, with most of the titans locked up and imprisoned, whil Kronos was cut into a thousand pieces by his three sons, to be cast deep into the pit of Tartarus, never to return." This shocked Chiron, as even though he knew of their pasts, Percy was never the most intelligent of people, so it was a shock to see him so intelligent. "Correct," he said quietly. "Now, time for lunch, off you go, out to the courtyard." The group filtered out, leaving them to do as they please in the courtyard for lunch. Of course, Percy sat with Thalia, Reyna and Hazel under a tree in a far corner. "Hey girls," Percy smiled, sitting with them, arriving after them. "Tonight's the night we go to Camp."
"Yeah, we get to show them the might of the Norse!" Reyna smirked, punching her palm.
"Yeah, also, message from Grandpa Odin, Luke and Selina won't be the traitors, unlike the 'past', which they remember, they are our allies," Percy explained, taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"Cool, that'll be useful," Thalia nodded, thinking of the benefits of their new allies, also taking a bite out of her lunch.
"True, but we'll probably have to face more than a simple Minotaur, unlike my first time around," Percy sighed, leaning on Hazels shoulder.
"Probably, now instead of one powerful demigod, there are four and an Alex," Reyna smirked.
"True, I remember in the 'past' that on his way into camp he fainted over a baby Hellhound," Percy laughed.
"That's fun and all, babe, but surely you should go deal with the fury," Haze suggested, kissing the top of Percy's head.
"Ugh, fine, I'll deal with it, you three finish your lunches," Percy groaned, getting to his feet lethargically.