I know I said I wouldn't have a chapter out and should be studying, but I felt bad about last chapter and saying I wasn't going to have one for two weeks. So yay me I put up this chapter and a new chapter in The Olympus High Story! I have come to realize something my this book is coming up on it's end. I know it seems rather short, but to be honest this is my first fanfic. I will continue to write my other story and a new one after this. But for now I thank you all for commenting, voting, and reading! I can't believe over 1000 views!!!! SO EXCITING! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!! Me No Rick Riordan
Four hundred years later
Nyx POV
After all the years Father had finally gotten in contact with me. Tartarus had told me that he had contacted him once telling him to claim the boy Dean as his own and to teach him. He had told Tartarus that to win in the upcoming fight that they would need Dean. Tartarus had tried to question him more, he told me, but Father told him he would tell more when it was time. It was fine for Tartarus, since he had other problems. All of the monsters that were sent to him once they died were disappearing. They simply vanished, he had said. We knew it had to deal with the upcoming war, but we didn't know what. What could be out there strong enough to take all the monsters without my brother knowing? We simply didn't know the answer. It was getting on my nerves, all these secrets. This wasn't also to mention Percy's disappearance. I was getting tired, why couldn't there just be peace? She felt her husband's arms go around her.
"Things will settle down darling," he said reading my mind. I leaned on him.
"What about Percy?" He stiffen and didn't say anything. I knew this was because he wouldn't lie to me and he had no idea. Percy was also someone who we saw as a son. After helping to take care of him for a little over two thousand years, how could we not? It had devastated us when he had been lost. Even after all this time, we still felt a hole in our hearts. I looked up to see our other children, Aether and Hermera looking at us. They had lost Percy, well his other half, and he was like a son to them. Even Tartarus had considered Percy his nephew. I shook my head. I needed not to dwell on it. A black flash appeared, along with several others. I was surprise at what I saw in front of me. All of us primordials, except Gaea since she had been beating by Percy she would never again wake up, were now standing in the same room and none were trying take the other's heads off. In the middle was Father and a person who was cloaked. Whoever it was felt powerful, even more than I, which was saying something since I am the eldest of Father's children.
"Hello," Father said to us. "I have called you all here to gather something and then we shall move on to call all of our allies to Olympus to explain everything." I was happy that we were finally going to know the truth, but I wanted to strangle him for still making us wait.
"First, all of you to make a circle." We all did, forming a circle around him. The cloaked figure stood outside the circle. Father help out a small clear orb, that was the size of a pearl. It was a storage pearl, something that would hold immortal's powers.
"I want you to all share your blessings in the pearl." We were surprised. All of us? No one could handle that amount of power, the five blessings that Percy held had been pushing it, in fact I believed if it wasn't him that anyone else would have disintegrated from all the power. We all looked at another, but did as he said. When it was done pearl pulsed with power, our power. What was he going to do with that? Instead of telling us he pocketed it.
"Now let's move to Olympus. Erebus, please call of the Olympian's and just them." He nodded and I saw shadows leave his to do his bidding. Father and the cloaked person flashed out. We followed to Olympus. When we got there the were already Olympians were knelling to Father.
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The Broken Hero
FanfictionPerseus Jackson, the hero and two time savior of Olympus sacrificed himself to defeat Gaia and her children. His sacrifice has been mourned for the past five hundred years by the gods and his friends. As reward in their efforts his friends and the...