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

Taking Her

(Present)

Hades reappeared where Rhea and Zeus waited in the ocean, Percy's unconscious form still cradled by his shadows beside them. The rhythmic sound of the waves contrasted sharply with the tense atmosphere that lingered.

Zeus and Rhea looked relieved at the sight of Hades, their worry for him evident in their expressions.

"Hades, thank goodness you came back," Rhea said, her voice trembling slightly.

"What happened to Poseidon? Did you defeat him?" Zeus asked, his brow furrowed with concern.

"I did. Poseidon is contained by my skeleton servants," Hades replied, his voice low but laced with frustration. His gaze softened as he looked down at Percy, her features serene despite the chaos that had unfolded. "Percy's health needs to be checked; Poseidon might have done a number on her."

"So who should she stay with to recover?" the god of thunder asked again.

Before anyone could respond, a sudden flash of light erupted nearby, momentarily blinding them.

"What the hell is going on?!" a familiar voice shouted, breaking the tense atmosphere.

A god with fiery red hair, green skin, and a gorget on his head that resembled two horns materialized in front of them. It was Adamas, the Greek god of conquest.

He looked between his brothers angrily, not immediately noticing Rhea. His silver armor gleamed in the water like a beacon. "All the ruckus from the surface made me fucking lose my killstreak in COD!" he exclaimed, frustration palpable in his voice.

"Adamas, watch your language!" Rhea scolded sharply, her maternal authority reasserting itself.

Startled to see his mother there, Adamas rubbed the back of his head with a mix of nervousness and sheepishness.

"Uh...oops, sorry, Mother. It's just that I was about to beat my record before all the noise from 'upstairs' made me lose focus. So what exactly happened here?" he asked again, his curiosity piqued.

Zeus sighed, rubbing his temples, while Hades remained calm.

Adamas crossed his arms, clearly impatient as he waited for an explanation. Hades, Rhea, and Zeus exchanged brief glances before Hades spoke up, the gravity of the situation weighing on him.

"Poseidon and I fought," said the god of the Underworld, his tone flat yet heavy.

"You guys fought?!" Adamas exclaimed in shock, the surprise evident in his voice. "Why?! It must be more serious than some petty argument, because you two rarely ever fight each other!"

"Poseidon finally took Percilla from her world," Hades began to explain. "They fought because our brother gave her the option that if she managed to defeat him, he would let her return home."

Adamas blinked, disbelief washing over his face as he immediately recognized the name. "Wait, you're telling me my niece is here in our world, and no one bothered to tell me?" he asked, his voice incredulous. "And Poseidon battled his own daughter?!"

"Yes," Hades confirmed, moving aside to show him Percy's unconscious form floating gently in the water, surrounded by his protective shadows.

"W-Why is she unconscious?" Adamas stuttered, his eyes wide at the sight of Percy, the tension in his body shifting to concern. "Did Mr. Dead Fish Eyes beat her?"

Zeus chimed in, his voice calm but laced with worry. "He knocked her out to claim victory for himself with a cheap hit, though it seems he didn't make any specific rules about their fight."

Adamas stared at them, stunned. His eyes darted between them before landing on Percy's still form once again, anxiety bubbling within him. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then finally spoke, his voice now turned furious.

"He really land a cheap shot on her? Unbelievable!" the god of conquest exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief.

Rhea nodded in agreement, her expression sad. "Yes, my son. It's beyond appalling that he would stoop so low, especially against his own daughter, my granddaughter."

Adamas's expression hardened into a mask of determination. "That asshole has some nerve," he growled. "Where did you leave him, Hades? I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind!"

The Titaness sighed at her son's crude language, shaking her head but unable to hide her smile at his protective nature.

"I left Poseidon at an isolated island. The one that was completely split into pieces," Hades replied, his tone steady despite the tempest brewing within him.

Without another word, Adamas disappeared in a flash, eager to confront his ice cube of a younger brother, his anger propelling him forward.

Once he was out of sight, Hades, Rhea, and Zeus began to deliberate over who Percy would stay with among the three of them, the air thick with unspoken concern.

"One of us will have to take her. So which of us will it be?" Hades asked, his voice steady but a hint of uncertainty creeping in.

Rhea furrowed her brows, the weight of the situation settling in. "Though it saddens me, my granddaughter didn't seem to want to stay with me, based on her previous reaction when I suggested it. So, I will not take her with me to my domain."

"And I cannot take her," said Zeus. "I have many duties and obligations in my realm, even more than yours, brother, since I am the leader of our Greek pantheon. I fear it would be too chaotic for her to recover there. Beyond my domain, I also have to oversee the Council of Valhalla and the mortal realm."

Hades nodded in understanding. "Then it seems it falls to me to keep her safe until she's ready to wake."

Their mother looked between them, her expression resolute. "Very well, Hades. She'll be in your care, but let us ensure she is treated with the utmost respect and care she deserves. We can't allow her to be hurt like this again."

Hades nodded solemnly. "Of course, Mother. I'll see to it personally."

Rhea smiled softly, a hint of warmth returning to her features. "Thank you, my boy. Let us hope she recovers soon."

With that, the two gods and the Titaness vanished, leaving only the gentle lapping of waves behind as they took Percy with them.