Echoes Through Eternity : Percy's Second Chance

Chapter 6

There were only a few things that truly irritated Rhea. One being when people made fun of her brother, and two being when they were forced to separate during any point in time without knowing where the other was.

And right now, the latter was happening, and Rhea was not happy.

It had started after Percy had told her about the alternate universe thing when they were seven.

First it was a few weeks, then a few days, and then a few moments before they started to get worried if they didn't know where their other twin was.

It had worried all three of their parents so much that they had gone to see a psychiatrist who had told them that they had separation anxiety.

Of course none of the parents knew the reason, and the twins couldn't tell them. So now all of them just accepted the situation.

But right now the twins were pressed close to each other trying to not let go and reassure the other that they were there.

The reason being, one of them had to go to camp before the other.

"This is stupid, if you want to send us to camp, send us both." Rhea exclaimed, her leg shaking. Percy just squeezed his sister's hand as he nodded back, scared to even think of the possibility that Rhea would go away.

Their parents exchanged a look, as if trying to understand why it was such big a problem.

But they didn't because the twins never told another person what they had shared with each other that one night in the confines of their bedroom three years ago. The promise they made to each other. They couldn't.

The parents exchanged another look before they looked back at the twins, them still sitting as close as they could to the other.

"My brother, your uncle, is getting wind of the sudden rise of demigod power here." Poseidon started, his voice weak. He didn't want to separate his kids, not when they held onto each other like they feared the other was going to disappear. The same way he had held onto his siblings when they had been trapped inside their father's stomach. It pained him to think about the type of dreams they might have had to result in them clutching to each other in such a way, and he would never stop blaming himself for cursing them with such a fate.

"And if we keep the two of you together, near each other, the power could grow before you both are ready to reveal yourself. And I really don't want you to spend more than a week at a time in the Hermes Cabin. So please." Poseidon practically begged.

"You both have grown a lot, not just physically and mentally, but also in your powers. We are having a hard time concealing your scent from the monsters, and we will not have you be revealed and killed because we couldn't protect you." Their Mama Amphy said, her voice stern, as if restraining herself from wanting to embrace her children.

Usually, Amphitrite did not care about the children her husband sired, but these two were different. They were too much like the sea, too much like them. They were kind and benevolent, but she knew that if it came down to it, they would wreck the world if they had to for their family, for each other.

She didn't know when she came to accept them as her own kids, as her flesh and ichor, she didn't know when she came to anticipate the day they would come down to Atlantis, or the day she would go to meet them.

But she did know that she loved them as her own.

And it killed her to see them like this, like they were scared the other was going to be ripped away from them.

But they didn't have a choice, they couldn't conceal them any longer. One needed to go to camp, the other needed to stay here so that the gods that were paying attention didn't feel a sudden absence of demigod power, or else they were going to be suspicious.