Legacy of Asgard

Better Homes & Gardens Magazine: The Tartarus Edition

Percy wasn't sure what to do. This wasn't a Titan. It simply didn't look like anything like a Titan. It was something powerful, that much was a given. Its appearance was rather intimidating and something in his mind told him he should know what this was.

It was obviously a male. From the top he was humanoid, with cherry-red skin. His beard and hair were the color of iron rust. He had bushy eyebrows, and multiple scars on his face from what could only be from battles. His hair was in dreadlocks that looked to be decorated with tufts of grass, leaves, and swamp flowers. From the bottom, he had the legs of a dragon, colored red with claws on his feet.

"Oh, shit, shit shit." Percy muttered quietly as he began backing up, taking care to pull Reyna with him.

Reyna glanced at Percy who looked drained of blood, his face pale white before she looked back up at the giant. What she saw made her pause. Instead of stalking towards them or even looking at them menacingly, his shoulders were slumped and a general look of sadness on his face.

She shook off Percy's hand and took a step forward.

"What are you doing?" Percy hissed at her. "We need to run, that thing will kill us like insects."

Reyna heard his words but something about them didn't match up with what she was looking at. She knew how knowledgeable Percy was when it came to this stuff but something in her heart told her she was right.

She ignored his pleas to run and walked closer to the giant. When she stood only a short five feet away, the giant's head lifted a bit, looking at her with curiosity.

"Thank you for killing the Drakon. It would have killed me and my friend had you not saved us." Reyna said gently. She was nervous. She prayed she was correct or things could quickly go badly for her.

Percy made his way to her side, Mjolnir clutched tightly in his hand as he prepared for a fight.

After a moment, the giant spoke. "It was no trouble. I have battled that Drakon many times over my long life. It can be very difficult to kill."

Reyna gave him a small smile while Percy continued to wait for a fight. When it didn't come, he glanced at Reyna with disbelief before turning to the giant.

"Who are you? And why did you help us? I know what you are."

The giant frowned a bit but his expression wasn't angry, more dejected at being judged by his species.

"My name is Damasen, son of Gaea and Tartarus. I am not like my brethren, I mean you no ill-will demigod."

Percy was surprised. He couldn't actually remember such a giant mentioned in his studies of the first Gigantomachy. He glanced at Reyna again to find her glaring at him, warning him to keep his big mouth shut unless he had something useful to say.

Percy frowned a little but decided to try and learn more about the giant, "My apologies, I've just never heard of you and I thought I knew of all the Gigantes who fought in the war with the Olympians. By the way, my name is Percy and this," he said gesturing to her, "is Reyna."

Reyna looked surprised. She had never heard about a war with Olympus outside of the first Titan War.

Damasen shrugged his giant shoulders, "I did not fight in the war. I was born to oppose Ares and am the anti-war god. I preferred a more peaceful life, away from the conflicts and violence of war."

Both Percy and Reyna were silent, both trying to digest the information; Reyna that this was a son of two Primordial deities and Percy that he was standing in front of the only peaceful Giagante he had ever heard of. He wasn't completely convinced but it appeared Reyna was and he decided to follow her lead for a change, she had been following his without question since they landed in Tartarus.