Percy Jackson and the gaming system

Chapter 10

I woke up in a void.

???: Perseus It has been awhile since I last saw you.

Percy: It has. I was kinda hoping that it would stay like that so why am I here?

???: Well Perseus I hope that I can change your mind ,but the reason you're hear is because.I have a gift for you.

Percy: oh yea and what is it?

???: This.

Then a bunch of information flooded my head. I dropped to my knees. As I groaned in pain.

New skill!

Divergent attack. Lvl 1 (%0)

This skill acts as if you attacked someone with the same move twice. But it only does 75 percent of the damage. 

Authors note kinda like divergent fist from jjk.

Percy: Why?

???: Because Ares has disrespected my master any chance he gets. So you have my thanks.

Then my eyes opened to Michael yew standing over my bed. I couldn't see what he was doing but it sounded like he was beating his meat, and I heard him mutter something. Then I realized he was looking at me. I saw something behind him. I couldn't exactly get a good look at it.

Percy: Dude what the fuck are you doing!?

Michael: What? I'm just making you some pancakes.

Percy: Why?

Michael: Because we're friends.

Percy: Yea but it looks like you were doing something weird.

Michael: What do you mean?

Percy: Well when I heard you. Patting? The pancakes you muttered something. Oh and you broke into my cabin!

Percy: I thought you were.

Then I motioned with my hand

Michael: What? Oh oohhhhhh, oh fuck no. I'm straight as an ARROW. He he, arrow

Percy: Really?

Michael: well this is awkward.

Percy: Uhh can I have a pancake?

Michael: Sure.

Then he put more of the Pancake batter on what I now know as an electric stove.

Percy: Were did you get a stove?

Michael: Us Apollo kids love breakfast.

Percy: Because of your dad?

Michael: Yea because it's the first meal when the suns out.

Percy: well that makes sense, I guess.

After we ate our pancakes we decided to leave my cabin. We walked past Fangs tank.

Michael: I've been meaning to ask Is that a fucking shark?

Percy: Yea but he's sleeping right now.

Michael: Ok.

I picked up his electric stove and we headed out. 

After we finished putting everything away we got out of his cabin and an idea hit me.

Percy: Wanna have a little competition?

Michael: What do you have in mind?

Percy: I wanna see who can hit the most bullseyes.