Welcome to My Nightmares -Percy Jackson Fanfiction-

Chapter III

Chapter III                     I Know You're Grieving and Everything, But Wanna Hear Some Stories?

The next day, Percy found himself sitting in the Hermes cabin, on his little sleeping bag on the floor, Luke sitting across from him and idly picking at his nails. Percy had been informed that until he was claimed by his godly parent, he'd be staying in the Hermes cabin, where all unclaimed Demi-God's went, do to Hermes nature as the God of Travelers.

Upon learning this, Luke seemed to sense the fear which had immediately sprung up in Percy. What if he was never claimed? When he hesitantly asked if such a thing had ever happened, Luke had begrudgingly admitted that yes, it had happened before, though it hadn't happened in a while, and it hadn't happened very frequently in the past.

Percy wasn't convinced, however. If something was going to happen that didn't seem likely to happen, he felt as though it would happen to him.

That was how he and Luke ended up here now, sitting on the floor together, clad in identical orange shirts. Percy expressed his fears to the older boy, finding him strangely and oddly comforting.
And this proved to be the right choice, for Luke, after a moment of silence as Percy waited for a response with baited breath, smiled softly.

"Have you ever heard of The Guardians?" Luke asked, a mischievous gleam in his blue eyes, only growing and expanding when Percy shook his head in confusion, not understanding how this related to the previous topic. 

"Like...Guardian Angels?" Was Percy's confused guess. Luke snorted, and shook his head, a smile playing his lips.

"Not exactly. See, sometimes, some Gods, usually the more minor ones, will find a particular Demigod that they like. They're usually chosen from a young age, or birth even. It doesn't happen very often, for the nature of the God or Goddess in question tend to pass onto the Demi-God, and depending on their nature, that can be quite troublesome. But, it does happen, on occasion. When it does, the God often does whatever they can to protect this Demi-God, until they are no longer able to, or the Demi-God dies. Usually, the God goes into disguise to protect the Demi-God from a better position, as an ally or friend.

"Usually, the God will fight side-by-side with their chosen for as long as possible. They become extremely protective. I'll repeat myself; many Gods chose not to do this. Especially the bigger Gods. The stronger the God, the more their nature influences their chosen. But, when it does, the Demi-God in question is almost indestructible."

Luke used many hand gestures throughout his story, waving his arms about sporadically, causing Percy to smile as his fear started to wear away.

"What was the point in telling me that?" Percy finally asked softly, tilting his head in confusion as he looked up at the taller and older Demi-God.

Luke smiled pleasantly, as though he had been waiting for Percy to ask that. Then again, it was perfectly possible he had been.

"Perhaps, Percy, you have a Guardian watching over you." Luke said ominously, making Percy snort in amusement and Luke to rebuke in indignation. "It could happen! You never know!" He said in an attempt to convince Percy of the chance.

Percy just smiled in amusement, truly appreciating the Demi-Gods efforts to cheer him up. Luke had been successful, as well. 

A sudden thought hit Percy suddenly, causing him to frown up at Luke. "What if a God dies?" He asked, almost in a hushed whisper. Luke frowned in thought, leaning back against a bedpost as he tapped his chin with his thumb.

"Well, it's rather hard to kill a God, but possible. Especially in Human form. They'd be reincarnated."
"Is there a way to kill a god without him being reincarnated?" Percy asked out of pure curiosity, and Luke smirked.

"Planning revenge there, Percy? As far as I'm aware, they can only be killed off while in battle. They're exceptionally weaker in human form as well, so if they were that would cause an easier death as well. Rather like the Hunters of Artemis. They're immortal, but can die in battle, and battle only. That's the only actual way I know of."

"What if a Guardian died in battle? Didn't you say that they changed to human form and helped out their chosen? Wouldn't that mean fighting alongside them, too?" Percy inquired, voice hushed, even though the cabin was empty besides them.

Luke frowned. "I'm not sure...it hasn't happened for a very long time...I think, sometimes, the powers get transfered from God to chosen Demi-God...I can't say for sure, however." Luke said, giving a helpless shrug, and Percy smiled slightly. He wondered if he did have a guardian. He doubted it.
The years at Camp Half-Blood passed in a chaotic mess. Percy witnessed many things, and did many things, which varied from fighting a giant monster made out of metal in a junkyard, getting turned into a guinea pig, and jumping off of the St. Louis Arch to avoid the mother of all monsters, Echidna, and her rabid chihuahua-Chimera mix. He even appeared on the God's version of cable TV once while trapped in an amusement park that had been abandoned. At least he knew the Gods had a good conection up in Olympus. 

He even fought in a war at fifteen years old. 

He didn't do all these things alone, of course not.

Luke stood by his side through it all. In his world of chaos and mayhem, Luke was a constant. always fighting by him, always doing his best to help and make sure Percy made it out alive, if not unscathed.

They went through countless fights together. When a traitor was hidden amongst the rest, Luke had been the one to figure out Jake Mason from the Hephaestus cabin had been the one behind it, allowing monsters entree into their camp and tipping off others when Demigods went on quests. But the toughest battle had been the Battle of Manhattan. It had truly been a battle of the Gods. 

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