The Son of Chaos (Percy Jackson)

Father-son bonding

Percy~

I don't know why, but I felt uneasy. Like something wanted my attention. A certain god of the seas wanted a word with me, but when I try to feel angry, all I can feel is regret.

So, I found no reason not to oblige. If he was going to try something, I could easily make him fade, so I know for a fact, he won't try anything, fishy.(sorry, had to do that, I know it is a stupid pun, sue me.)

Soon, as I walked to the beach, consumed in my thoughts, I hadn't realized that I had reached my intended destination.

Poseidon looked like he wanted to talk first, but, he either didn't know how to start, or didn't know what to call me.

"Poseidon." Why would I call him 'Lord' if he isn't superior to me anymore?

"Percy," he wasn't going for the diplomatic approach, that's for sure. His eyes held so many emotions. Sadness. Regret. Depression. Tenderness. Love(like in how a parent loved their only child.)

I didn't know what he was going to say.

"You said...you said you...Percy...was dead. Why?"

His voice sounded like it was threatening to crack and break down crying.

"I said I died. As in, the Percy part. Not technically me. Well, not really anymore. Now I am half and half. Don't you get it. Stabbed. Stabbed in the back. Betrayal. It isn't rocket science."

"I realized that. Percy, I don't know why I did what I did. I know I can't make amends for what I did to you, but, even if you can't find it in your heart to forgive me...I just wanted you to know that there hasn't been a day since that I haven't regretted my actions. I don't have a logical reason, and I never will. But, overall, I just wanted to tell you have sorry I am, though, no amount of apologies will ever make up for it."

He looked...polluted. The sea in a sick, depressing state. His eyes held so much sorrow in them, it was hard not to feel the despair he felt. Because I was gone. He ft this way over me.

I took a deep breath. "You are right. No words could be used as an apology or forgiveness."

He looked so down, it was hard to say what I was going to.

"But..." he perked up. "Actions can. Prove it to me. Prove how much you regret your mistake. Tell me what you regret. How you realized your actions have affected you. Because, even if I forgive you, it doesn't matter. You need to start forgiving yourself. The ocean has many personalities. Sailors need a calm day to sail out to sea. Kids like playing in a peaceful ocean. I don't think they have their wishes granted."

He looked thoughtful. "And," I continued, "Sometimes, an ocean gets carried away. Currents have a negative affect on the people in the ocean or near it. But, that doesn't mean people stop playing in it. Tons of people take their chances with rouge currents or dangerous sea creatures. The ocean is always forgiven, so I forgive it too."

Poseidon had a tear running down his cheek,

"Even though I forgive you, and we can be father and son again, Chaos is my father too. He took me in when I needed somebody to turn to. He gave me a chance to save the people I had lost. I am Perseus Omega Jackson. I will still be referred to Omega to most people. I am the one with two fathers. Sea and Chaos combined."

He looked thoughtful. "So...I am forgiven?"

"As long as you stay loyal to me as I have to you," I promised him.

He smiled and I could visibly see the ocean regaining its healthy sea green color instead of a murky grey.

"So...dad?"

"Yes...son?"

"How do you really feel about Xander?" I had to know, though saying the name left a bad taste in my mouth.

"Honestly, I don't consider him my son. I know it isn't fair, but he is a boastful jerk. I don't want to answer his prayers. I won't give him my blessing. No horse or Pegasus will let him near them because of what he has done to you. It isn't fair, but it is the truth." Thank Chaos! I hate that whiny little Fury!

I smiled. "I don't care. I just wanted to make sure he wasn't on the top ten of your favorite sons."

"He isn't on the chart at all. I told you, I don't co didn't him a spawn of the sea. And Percy?"

"Yeah?'

"You break the chart."

I couldn't help but grin.

"Thanks dad. But, remember, don't get jealous when I talk to Chaos and call him my father. I want to make it clear, I have two fathers."

He nodded in understanding. Thank Chaos he wasn't mad. The ocean can have a temper.

We parted and I went to Amnabeth. I put my arms around her and she turned around, ready to judo-flip whoever it was, but noticed that it was me.

She smiled at me like her world was dark, and I lite it up.

"Seaweed Brain!"

She hugged me then pulled away and kissed me. "What took so long?"

I explained what happened and she smiled wider. "That's great!"

"In glad you approve of my choice," I laughed.

"It was the wise thing to do," she rolled her eyes.

I smirked. We spared for a while. Then I impressed her with my newfound archery skills. Then, we parted ways and went to a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

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