Son of Odin

Pax Chat

"So anyone, I don't care who." Reyna began but her eyes betrayed her as they flicked over to Percy before looking at the others. Percy felt terrible, it was clear that Reyna had formed an 'admiration' for him. "Explain to me what the hell is going to happen." She continued. Reyna sat down in her end table chair next to a suspiciously large bowl of M&M's.

The other three took seats around the table as well, each near a bowl of sweets. "Aren't you going to sit?" Reyna asked incredulously when Percy remained standing. He smiled briefly and he could feel the women of the room melt underneath it. Percy waved a hand lazily and a throne big enough formed out of a swirling mass of black smoke. He sat in it, facing Reyna easily.

"Firstly, nice job dealing with Octavian, he won't be up and about to shout at everyone for a while now." Reyna grinned.

"Yeah, that was awesome Perce, what are those wings made of?" Luke asked, prodding one of the wings as he did. In response the wing slapped him in the face. Percy frowned at that as Luke looked at him in shock. "I get it you don't like people touching them." Luke said, throwing his hands up in surrender.

"Oh it's nothing like that, they actually have a mind of their own half the time, it's kind of annoying. And I don't actually know what they're made of, it was one of Chaos' gifts to me." Percy responded casually. The wings did a small flurry that made Luke flinch.

"Percy, tell your wings to stop bullying Castellan." Reyna commanded. Percy was shocked that Reyna would give him an order but he also like it, it made him seem more down to earth and not some super champion of the immortal creator of the universe. He would have made a comment about appearing human but he wasn't, not by a longshot, he was even less human than the rest of these demi-gods. Over his life his Asgardian blood was slowly taking over, claiming him as it's own.

"Getting back on track. We know that Thanatos is being held somewhere in Alaska. He's the key to keeping monsters from reforming straight away. It's also obvious that judging by Mars' rash words, an army is coming here to annihilate the camp. Once we free Thanatos that will only be half of the task. We shall still need to fight a war that will land on your doorsteps. So we've got a week at best to get to Alaska, free Death and return. Interesting." Percy commented. That was their plan laid out clearly.

"I know a few things about this quest already." Percy whispered with a tormented frown crossing his lips.

"Percy, Mars said that you would tell us the real prophecy? Something that Apollo had apparently received." Hazel asked him quietly. It seemed that Percy had almost forgotten that she was still here. Percy reclined in his throne with a sigh.

"Yeah. Apollo made it up so that the Gods wouldn't get really angry. You guys got lucky with that divine intervention right there. OK, how'd it go?" Percy was seemingly talking to someone other than himself and Reyna remembered him saying that he was actually good friends with Apollo, was he actually talking with the God?

"Four shall venture to the land beyond the Gods.

Three shall survive the trip against all odds.

The thief will bring light and clarity in their darkest hour.

The Norse will make a decision through absolute power.

A lovers bane, found through power and fame.

Will prevent the immortals from playing their game."

It was obvious judging by Percy's face that he hadn't heard the prophecy beforehand and he didn't like it at all.

"Well that's not very nice." He grunted unhappily. "Come, we need to leave right now." He said as he stood. The moment he stood up the throne dissipated into thin air. The others all got up as well, none wanting to upset the already badly balanced Norse demi-god.

Reyna said her piece and let them go with a pained expression. Percy got the feeling that their 'Navy' was nothing spectacular, but they all ventured past the gates none the less.

They marched at a solid pace along the outskirts of the city until they reached the bay.

"You have got to be kidding me? This piece of crap?" Luke asked incredulously. Both Hazel and Frank nodded their heads in pained unison.

"Unfortunately yeah, the Pax." Frank confirmed. Percy sighed before his hands tensed up and the muscles in his arm rippled under strain. A moment later the Pax transformed into a very small super boat. They all climbed on board, extremely happy that none of them had to paddle all the way.

Percy also created a trap door that magically held some bunkers underneath that they could rest in. But because of his wings and the danger from decapitation, no one else could go in while Percy was. A faint knock on the door alerted the Champion of Chaos to a visitor.

"Perce, I need to talk to you about that prophecy." Luke told him. It wasn't a question, he was telling him that it was happening. Percy nodded and sat up in the small hidden compartment.

"Four shall venture to the land beyond the Gods. That's us four Perce, we're going to Alaska. Easy, first line done. Three shall survive the trip against all odds. Slightly unnerving, it sounds like one of us isn't going to survive." Luke continued to ramble.

"The quest was originally just you three. It means that you're all going to survive. I'm immortal, I can't die dumbass. Second line is done."

Luke nodded in agreement. "The thief will bring light and clarity in their darkest hour. I'm the son of Mercury, I'm the thief by title basically. I'm not sure how I'll bring light and clarity but we know it's something to do with me." Luke told him. Percy nodded dumbfounded how he hadn't realized that before.

"It's not difficult who the fourth line refers to." Percy chuckled. He was the only Norse demi-god in existence.

"Yeah, the rest of the prophecy worries me as well." Percy looked away instinctively. He knew exactly what the last two lines meant, but he wasn't prepared to tell Luke that.

"Anyway, we'll reach mainland again soon." Luke said as he went topside once again.

The last two lines were the ones that actually worried Percy. A lover's bane found through power and fame. When Percy no doubt became even more of a hotspot for Gods and Goddesses he'd be called away from Artemis and their little 'game' would be over. Over unless it became common knowledge.

"Artemis." Percy sighed in defeat. He was in a tough situation.