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

No Honor

(Present)

"No."

One word, and the world seemed to stop. Even the ocean, so full of life moments before, now lay still and silent, as if every creature within was afraid to make a sound.

Percy blinked, confused.

"No? No what? What the hell are you all talking about?" Her frustration was mounting. It was becoming an intolerable habit for everyone around her to keep her in the dark.

Rhea's gaze darkened as she turned to her disobedient son, her divine form beginning to glow with a menacing light. Even Hades and Zeus instinctively stepped back, keeping a wary distance from their mother.

"Poseidon..." the Titaness' voice was a low, dangerous rumble, "Tell her what you've been keeping from her. Tell her right now."

"Keeping what from me?" Percy shouted, her frustration boiling over. "What the hell is going on?!"

Poseidon, however, remained silent, his expression unreadable as he stared back at his primordial mother without flinching.

Zeus, feeling the tension escalate, spoke with clear apprehension. "Brother, what are you doing? You've never disobeyed our mother before!"

Hades, ever the voice of measured warning, narrowed his gaze at Poseidon. "If you plan to do something reckless, I will intervene. Don't make me come over there, brother."

Rhea's tone softened, but it was no less commanding. "My son, I ask you one last time—tell her the truth. Tell her what she is to you."

Poseidon's response was cold, final. "She is my wife."

The revelation struck like lightning, leaving the gods around him in stunned silence.

Percy's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? No! I am not your wife, and I will never marry you!"

"Yet," Poseidon replied coolly, his eyes unwavering, "but that will change. Our fight is far from over."

The mention of their ongoing battle snapped Percy back into focus, her body tensing.

"You're right. Are we going to resu—" Her words were cut off abruptly as something struck the back of her head. Her vision went black before she could react, and she crumpled, unconscious.

Poseidon had swiftly struck her on the head with the base of his trident.

He caught her limp body in his arms before she could hit the sea floor, his expression unreadable as he cradled her close, ignoring the shocked stares of the gods around him.

Zeus was the first to break the stunned silence, his voice filled with outrage. "That was a cheap shot, brother!" His eyes flashed with anger, lightning crackling in the sky above the ocean. "You call that a fair fight? Knocking her out like that?"

Hades surged forward, fury evident on his face. "That was dishonorable," he said coldly. "You didn't even give her a chance to defend herself. Is that what you call victory, Poseidon? Striking her down when she wasn't prepared?"

Even Rhea, who had been holding her fury in check, could no longer contain herself. Her divine form blazed with power as she floated forward, her very presence making the seas tremble. "How dare you, Poseidon!" Her voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through the silence. "You dishonor not only yourself but the nature of divinity! Knocking someone unconscious is wrong and ungodly! I cannot believe you did that!"

But Poseidon remained calm, his grip on Percy's unconscious form unwavering. His gaze was steady, unaffected by the anger of his family.

"I made no rules about our fight," he said indifferently. "Only that she must defeat me to return to her world. Our fight was still ongoing, even when you all interrupted us." He paused, glancing down at Percy's limp form in his arms.