That was the just the beginning. That battle...that war was nothing, DID nothing to slake my thirst for her destruction. I abandoned any thoughts of going back to Olympus. I wandered the Earth, looking, searching out any and all who dared to side with Gaia, whether in the rise of the Titanomachy or when the Giants attacked Olympus. Any monster, any god, any one who had helped my aunt was slaughtered. And it wasn't enough.
The few times I left Earth, I went to the Void, to mourn. And when I was there, my mother would always come and console me, and eventually she came to comfort me enough that most of rage and sorrow had gone from an inferno in my chest, to a smolder. It was still there, and probably would stay, forever, but at least it was manageable.
Because of that, I staid in the Void and my mother would often visit for long periods of time, bringing some of my...less annoying or hateful siblings to all spend time with. Such as Aether and Hemera, who were now married, Thanatos surprisingly, and my nieces, the Fates, in their younger forms.
Its weird, they used three different forms, little kids which they were around me since I spoiled them a lot, beautiful women, and creepy old ladies. I much preferred them as kids, because they were adorable.
Time flew in the mortal world, and soon the gods stopped wondering where I went. I doubt they fully forgot me, but I was nothing but a distant memory to them. And my goddess...well, she didn't reform. I feared that she had given up and faded, but my mother hinted at another possibility.
Seeing as how the Giants were no different than the gods or Titans, if someone they killed were to be tossed into Tartarus, the effects would be the same. Just as Kronos was chopped into pieces and disposed of and had yet to reform, maybe that was what had happened to my precious goddess. It took much prodding for my mother to even tell me this idea, fearful it would send me back into a spiraling issue of anger and pain again. But I held myself in check and decided to wait and see, as only time would tell.
Finally, I decided it would be a good time to come out of my self imposed seclusion. I went back to Earth. I came out on Olympus. But...it wasn't in the same place. No more was it over a mountain. It was over these metal and glass structures. I had no idea what was going on. I must have been gone far longer than I had thought.
I walked towards the throne room. I could hear an argument that had to be well underway as I approached the doors. I easily pushed them open and walked in.
"Who dares enter the throne room?! While a council meeting is going no less!" came Zeus' voice.
"Aww when your cousins don't even recognize you. That is such pain on my heart," I say, looking at all of them.
"Who is this man, father?" asks a cold, grey-eyed woman.
Zeus studied me for awhile. "No...it can't be? Is it? Perseus?"
I smirked, "The same. I'm surprised the goddess of wisdom did not recognize me first. Though, I was hardly around them as I was with you elder Olympians."
Zeus gave a small smile. "It is good to see you still alive, Perseus. After the battle and your disappearance, we feared the worst. Especially after...her death. And, I fear that I have even worse news about that."
My gaze hardened. "And what is that?"
Zeus sighed heavily, as if he did not want to burden me with his next words. Maybe he had heeded some of my advise and not become as paranoid as he had in the future I had seen so long ago. "She...she faded Perseus. Annabeth, the mortal Athena turned into a goddess, did not reform and decided to fade into the realm of the Eternals. I'm sorry, I know how much you cared for her."
"I knew as much. It was another thing I foresaw, but I figured by getting to know her more, that she would choose to stay. I was wrong. My nieces are very specific on whom I am supposed to marry. I have an idea, but I do not know, for my sister still refuses to let me see my own future. I only see two kids, and I know they are mine, but every time it starts to show their mother, it fades to black. I do know she is a goddess, a powerful one at that, as the kids are exceptionally skilled, even if they are cursed with only partial immortality."
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Son of Nyx (Discontinued)
FanfictionThey knew almost nothing about him. They only knew he was the son of Nyx. They knew he would do anything to get what he wanted. What they didn't know, was what it was that he wanted. I do not own PJO or any other included characters created by Riord...