Rowan POV
We run to where the crowd is fleeing from, but along the way, I get swept off my feet and carried by the crowd outside my school. The crowd pulls me along, and my head hits the rim and darkness grasps me in its cold clutches.
I wake up against a wall facing an old marble fountain. The fountain casts beams of light on the walls. The room is dark otherwise, and smells of the sea. I can hear the sound of waves lapping against shore. There is a statue of a god, Poseidon maybe, on the far wall. The statues hands are cupped, and in them lies a paper and... a pen? Why would—
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, fuck.
I collapse against the fountain.
I can feel tears forming.
I haven't even read the note yet, I still need to.
I sit up and grab the paper, which smells like sea breeze and saltwater.
Zephyr, my child.
Zephyr is the name she gave you, if you want it.
Zephyros Jackson in full.
Take the pen. It is meant for you. You will find that it turns into a sword, the mirror image of Anakalusmos.
Its name is Kymatismós- ripple.
It is the sister sword to Riptide.
Be wary, they will find you.
Be careful, Seafoam.
Holy shit.
The paper flutters to the floor.
Zephyros- is that my name?
I like it.
It feels right.
I carefully fold the paper and put it in my pocket.
I stand shakily and uncap the pen. It morphs into a sword that looks just like Riptide, except with Kymatismós carved into the hilt. It feels right in my hand, familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
"I need to get back," I murmur.
Hmmm... I walk over to the fountain. There's golden drachmas at the bottom, and a plug at the top. I pull the plug, and mist jets out, making a rainbow in the ripples.
"O goddess, accept my offering. Percy Jackson, ******* high."
I throw the drachma and it disappears in the mist.
"Rowan? Where— oh! Where are you?"
"I'm in a room under the school somewhere. Nico, do you think you can shadow-travel to me?"
"Yeah, but are you okay? Your voice is wavering and you're shaking. Plus I can see tears on your cheeks." Nico is more concerned for me than my 'aunt' has ever been.
"Just... shell-shocked, I guess. But I'm stuck in this room and I need help."
"Alright. I'm coming."
I wave my hand through the mist and the message evaporates. Then Nico is next to me.
He holds out his hand, and I take it. Then we're in the daylight again, and Ripple is in my pocket, along with the note.
"What happened?"
"I got carried away by the crowd and hit my head on the fountain, then I woke up in the underground room. I... I saw a note, and... a pen, in the hands of a Poseidon statue."
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Kymatismós [DISCONTINUED]
FanficKymatismós- ripple. This is the story of Rowan, a child of Poseidon. Most characters belong to Rick Riordan. Contains cursing and su1cid@l mentions. This story has been discontinued! I'll post the actual story separately but leave this up!