Olympus!! How could you do this? I literally managed to kill the two greatest threats to your rule, and now you do this to me? Seriously. A sixth of you haven't even been to where I'm going, and this is my second time. My SECOND FREAKING TIME! Oh, I apologize. I should introduce myself as I'm falling into a giant pit of damnation. Well, I'm Sorin... actually, yeah, my name is just Sorin. Don't have a last name, but I was raised alongside that hero you call Perseus Jackson. Now, I hold no grudge against him, but I am never noticed. How Typhon was killed? My powers. How Gaea was? My demons. How I managed to get an apple of immortality? Wings. Wait. Oh yeah. Athena told me to get an apple of immortality for her because it was a "godly quest". My ass. Would it have been that difficult to have just asked your stepmother? I was convicted before I could return it to Athena, though, so I just ate it. I mean, as soon as I heard the bullsh-bull shaving cream the gods were spewing, they were going to make me immortal anyway, so I thought, "Well, I might as well enjoy this last moment of actual pleasure here on this miserable land." And so I am immortal. I thought I was a child of Hades, when Gaea and Typhon were killed by demons and shadows, but my martial skill rivalled, if not surpassed, Athena and Ares's. Also, how did I get angel wings to get the apple? Something beyond the gods must have caused this. Oh! There's the ground. I concentrate on the land, for demons are my power, and Tartarus is the land of demons. I managed to allow the land slow my fall. As I stand, I see three people standing a good kilometer away from me, all wearing Chinese armor. Chinese weapons were also my thing. Like, I would be able to disarm Athena within seconds with a dragon sword, but with a Greek spear, it would take nearly a minute. Anyways, I checked my surroundings, and realized that I literally had no cover. None! And within a circle of radius one kilometer, there still wasn't anything I could hide behind. So I did the stupid thing. I got out my two Chinese swords, and tried to summon a demon or two. As I tried, the three looked over at me. I panicked, channeling more energy to make the summoning go faster, but all that popped out was a kitten. The only man of the three walked over and laughed. Perhaps you can tell by now, but I'm not the brightest when it comes to making decisions. So when the guy was laughing at me, I took out my swords, and tried to cut him while he was unprepared. The man reacted instantly, forcing me to duck unless I wanted to be skewered by his halberd. When the odds are against me in a fight, I just push through it, and I somehow manage to make it out alive, and win the battle. While I ducked, I tried for a low sweep at his legs, but he jumps over it. I back up a bit, and analyze the situation. The guy literally has no flaws in his stance. We circle around each other, waiting for the other's move. After like, forty circles, I feel some pressure at my neck. Who is that? Then I realize that I had completely forgotten about the man's other accomplices. I raise the ground under them, and turn around, hacking and slashing. One of the women (yes they were women) is somehow wielding two dragon swords, the other, dual whips. I weave around the whips, and sprint in when I have the chance. The whips come towards me, hoping to wound and ensnare me. I grab the staff part of both of the two dragon swords, and thrust them at the whips just as I leap out from the fray. To my relief, the weapons tangle. To my dismay, the man helps free them, but not before I manage to give them some nasty scars. I re-engage the three in battle, but even with my immortality, I would not last. I think about the demon summoning rite again, and the kitten pops out of the ground. Sheathing a sword, I throw it towards the women, who are no older than I am, hoping that they'll be distracted. Unfortunately for me, the kitten does nothing more than act like a ping-pong ball. I again fight the three like the smart person I am. Block, stab, duck, roll, try not to get killed. Yes, that's my main goal. What? Against three very skilled fighters, that should be your priority. If it's not, your aim is probably to commit suicide. Eventually, though, the advantage of numbers becomes apparent. Heck, Lü Bu couldn't even last that long against the three brothers of the peach garden oath. I know I'm screwed, so I try to teleport away. If Tartarus is the place where my power originates, surely I should have enhanced ones here, right? Unfortunately, that's not the case. I let my guard down for a second to try that, and boom, there's a halberd at my neck. "I surrender," I say.
The man laughs. "If you knew who I was, you'd be proud that you lasted that long against me and my daughters."
"... So who are you?"
"Well, since you're the one with a pointy stick at your neck, I'll let you introduce yourself first."
I have no other choice, so I oblige. "I'm Sorin... and I wish I could tell you more exciting things, but for now, all I can do is summon demons, and apparently warp the land here in Tartarus. Also, my martial skill is somehow above that of gods and goddesses."
The man gasps, but it's so subtle that if I weren't focusing intently on him, I would've missed it. "Well, you're going to be surprised, but I'm Lü Bu, the one from the Three Kingdoms. These are my daughters Lü Lingqi and Lü Mingwang. (Yes, I know Lü Bu only has one daughter, but live with it)."
"Wait, what? You're the Demon King himself? Hold on... Demon King... Am I in any way related to you?"
"Yes. I have found the heir to my throne, my son."
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Olympus's Three Kingdoms
FanfictionSo, this is my first story, which also happens to be fanfic. Definitely a wack version of PJO. Read at your own risk, and you might need brain bleach.