The Sea Tyrant's Obsession (PJO x ROR) *18+* WTM/WTS Book 1

*I Play Pinochle With A Horse

Note: My longest chapter so far.

The atmosphere in the room became serious.

"Does anyone have an idea why those two have been watching her instead of helping her?" Asked Hera, with a hint of irritation. "And to reiterate Odin's question, what did that boy mean by his statement?"

Athena's eyes flicked over to Hera. "It's clear they have an agenda involving Percilla, but what it is remains uncertain. Their behavior suggests they see her as pivotal to something, but we lack the details."

"It is likely that they are demigods like Percy," said Apollo.

Zeus nodded in agreement, "That's a good observation, my son. It would make sense."

Hera scowled at the sight of her husband praising Leto's spawn.

Hades leaned forward, his expression serious. "I've heard of individuals that are believed to be part of significant events or prophecies. If these two see Percilla as central to such a destiny, their interest in her might be due to some anticipated role she is supposed to play."

Odin stroked his beard thoughtfully. "It would make sense if they were waiting for her arrival. They might see her as a key player in their scheme, whatever it may be."

Zeus's eyes narrowed. "And they did nothing to help her. They merely observed. This is troubling. If they have such a vested interest in her, their inaction could mean they're trying to manipulate the situation to their advantage."

As Poseidon silently listened to the conversation, there is one thing that bothers him:

She called that boy attractive.

A unknown feeling welled up in his chest.

The screen resumes playing with a new title:

I Play Pinochle With A Horse

"BWAHAHAHAHAHA! I just imagined it in my head," laughed Loki, slapping his knee.

Some of the other gods laughed as well, especially Buddha, Shiva, and Anubis.

Odin and Thor sighs tiredly.

I had weird dreams full of barnyard animals. Most of them wanted to kill me. The rest wanted food.

"That is quite strange," said Morpheus in concern.

I must've woken up several times, but what I heard and saw made no sense, so I just passed out again. I remember lying in a soft bed, being spoon-fed something that tasted like buttered popcorn, only it was pudding. The boy with curly blond hair hovered over me, smirking as he scraped drips off my chin with the spoon.

For some reason, Poseidon have the urge to rip that boy's lips from his face.

When he saw my eyes open, he asked, "What will happen at the summer solstice?"

"Summer solstice?" Questioned the gods.

"What is this about a summer solstice?" Asked Zeus, confused.

Hades and Poseidon shared a look, looking confused as well.

I managed to croak, "What?"

He looked around, as if afraid someone would overhear. "What's going on? What was stolen? We've only got a few weeks!"

"What the hell is that boy talking about?" Asked Mórrigan, the Celtic goddess of war and fate.

"It seems something was stolen, but he is acting like Percy would know," said Apollo, looking annoyed.