Son of Odin

Kronos

Percy felt weightless for a few minutes before plunging down next to where he'd thrown his victim. There was no trace that she was still here though apart from a rather brutal blood stain on the red coal like floor. The dirt felt like glass to the touch, but luckily Percy had descended willingly and nothing was capable of getting through his suit.

"Where did that royalty go?" He said out loud, not really expecting an answer.

"A little demi-God has ventured into Tartarus of his own free will. Remarkable. Well demi-God, if you weren't insane before you got here, you're definitely going to be beyond Dionysus' help now." Percy heard a gruff chuckle vibrate from the thick walls all around him. He turned and found himself face to face with Kronos, the Titan of Time. The huge frame of the Titan was sitting comfortable upon a struggling body that was being burned as it was pressed against the floor of the pit.

"Is that Otrera?" Percy pointed at the Titan's chair.

"It is indeed. I sense your plans demi-God. You are different from the others, very different. You are not one of my grandchildren." Kronos was slightly displaced. It seemed to Percy that even in the pit where he was no doubt at his strongest, he could not be in any condition to fight someone with Percy's power. It was likely that the Titan only just had enough strength to prevent his own tremendous tortures.

"How astute of you Titan. I am neither Greek nor Roman. My father is, hang on, let me try out my new introduction." Percy beamed. Of course the Titan could not see his expression as he had his mask donned, it was the only way that he was escaping the burning fumes that threatened to melt the insides of his lungs.

"I am Percy Jackson, son of Odin; the Allfather, Champion of Chaos; the Primordial Goddess of creation and Hylla; Queen of the Amazons." Percy stood tall and proud.

"Hmph. Very flashy. Though I suspect you're here for reasons of dealing with this one. I will personally torture her if you wish. I realize my mistakes demi-God. It took multiple Titanomacy's for me to see the error of my ways but I'm finally there. I have no desire to help Gaea or the Primordial of this very pit. They both offered me immediate release if I vowed to destroy Camp Half-Blood and my grandson Luke. I declined, they would not have me turn so easily. I fear that a number of my Titan brethren fell to the silver tongue of Tartarus however." Percy was shocked at the humility that this Titan had seemingly learned. He had a collective knowledge of everything relevant in the universe passed down from Chaos and this was one of the things that surprised him the most.

Percy noticed the blade resting between the Titan's hands like a walking stick. "Nice scythe, Ican summon one like that too." Percy pulled Yggdrasil out of his watch form and watched with renewed fascination as the blade morphed until it was a brilliant silver scythe. What was with silver recently? What was Chaos up to? No doubt she sought to see his involvement with Artemis made public knowledge.

"Again, very impressive. You are no doubt the person with the most power in this world and the next. I wonder. If it would help, would you want a blessing from an infamous Titan?" Kronos asked him.

Percy was very cautious about this, the powers of time were not to be messed around with and he already had an extensive arsenal of magic and power, it was possible that he already possessed the power to manipulate and control time and he simply hadn't found it yet, but as ever he was keen to extend his demi-God calling card.

"What would your blessing do exactly?" He asked the Titan lord in front of him.

"Minor manipulation of time around you, but with your level of will and strength I think the term minor might be non-existent to you. Your powers would rival my own, and that's an incredibly powerful statement young Perseus." Kronos grinned mischievously. Percy could not see any chaotic evil driving this Titan any longer but he still didn't really need the blessing of the Titan at this point.

"I respectfully decline your offer though I am honored that you would see me worthy of such a gift. It's possible that I already possess these powers you see." Percy lied, that wasn't the reason that he'd declined, but he saw no reason to delve into his fear of becoming something else.

"You could rally the Titans for your cause. They would listen to you... If you were a Titan." Kronos said at last.

"Their aid would be much appreciated if I could get them to swear an oath on the Styx to fight on our side, but I will not become a Titan, lord or not. If I do that, my Nordic blood will be tainted, ichor will flow in my veins and I would not be able to fulfil my duties as effectively. I would be tied by your ancient laws, and my claim to my father's kingdom would be void. Something that I'm not looking for." Percy explained, this time that was nothing but the honest truth.

"Very well lad, I could give you my blessing without the powers. It would be nothing but a title, something that would convince the other Titans still in circulation that what you fight for is a worthy enough cause that I Kronos the Titan lord have chosen a single demi-God to present my decision in the matter." Finally Kronos had said something worth Percy's effort.

"That sounds like an acceptable compromise." Percy agreed.

Kronos grunted before he stood. Otrera tried to get up and run away but Kronos lazily waved his hand. She was immediately bound in shackled and tied to one of the walls, the shackles digging through her body's infrastructure. It looked painful.

"Gaea lover." Kronos muttered.

"I Kronos the Titan lord of Time, bestow my title and domain of time and the ages to Percy Jackson, son of Odin, Champion of Chaos and Hylla." Percy noticed a faint golden glow envelope him before it faded into nothing.

"Relax lad, I only gave you titles, nothing more." Kronos said to his wide eyed stranger.

"Hmm, Percy Jackson, son of Odin, Champion of Chaos and Hylla, Lord of Time and the Ages. I like it. Thank you. I'll put in a good word for you when I return. Keep this one screaming Kronos. Goodbye." Percy said as he picked up his scythe from the ground of Tartarus and flashed himself to his strongest link back into the realm above him. Artemis.

He knew that she would immediately try to destroy him if he snuck up on her so he decided to see if he actually did have any power over time. Sadly he didn't, or if he did he still couldn't utilize it. Flashing into the unknown place he soon came to realize was her palace he just followed the Godly aura.

"Where are you Percy?" He heard her ask herself. She hadn't seen him yet which surprised him so he simply went up to her and wrapped his lean arms around her. "Miss me?" He asked her seductively as he kissed the side of her face. She was startled at first but soon got over it.

"You had me worried." Percy could tell. She was a very dull silver but as she stared into his eyes she was almost powering up.

"Well, I missed you." He responded, ignoring her comment. She rolled her eyes but found it impossible to respond to anything else as he nibbled her ear and started to kiss her neck.

"Percy." She almost gasped.

"Yes?" He answered, his lips still locked on to her collarbone. His voice vibrated against her chest which sent a shiver up her spine.

"You know what that does to me." She said, grasping what little air she could get.

"Sorry, Tartarus made me never want to leave your side again. Just checking you're real, in the more fun way." He told her with a cheeky grin.

Before Artemis could say anything else, "I'd never want you to do something you're not comfortable with. We're both immortal, I can and will wait for all eternity for you." He told her. He was doing it again, that thing where he made her realize how perfect he was. She pulled his armor so that his head was level with hers and kissed him passionately.