The Son of the Hearth, Moon, Sun, Underworld, Spring and Marriage

ch.4

~Percy~

I decided to play dumb.
Mr Stink squinted his eyes to see who was there but shrugged it off as he noticed that I was wearing a hoodie.

"Who's this?'' I asked with a sickly sweet tone.

"Umm? Oh, he's Gabe. Gabe Ugliano, my step-father.'' Answered Peter. Ugh, so he's doing the exact same thing he was doing to my family to Peter's.

"He's been here since I was two.'' That meant he married Sarah, just 3 years after mom died. How could that guy get any worse?

I looked at the clock on purpose.

"Oh look at the time! I need to go home. My family are waiting for me. Thank you for having me Ms Johnson, Mr Ugliano. See you tomorrow at school Peter, Grover!''

I left and headed towards the forest. My moms and dads flashed in front of me.

"How was your first day at school Perseus?'' Mom/Artemis asked.

"Oh it was fine, and I had a wonderful algebra teacher!'' I said enthusiastically and smirked as dad/Hades looked away, whistling.

"Dad! You know I can defend myself, but are you okay? I heard that your helm was stolen.''

Dad looked shocked at first but rolled his eyes and pouted.
"Ugh, Alecto is such a blabbermouth. Yes, it was stolen, but unlike the other Olympians, mine cannot be stolen by a demigod, only by a god, and I think my father is stirring. He must have influenced Ares or someone to steal it. Same goes for Zeus's lightning bolt, but his needs to be stolen by a demigod, so a son of Hermes I guess.''
He concluded.

Next day at school

I had mythology with Mr Brunner, whom I recognized as Chiron from Camp half-blood. I knew all about camp because my moms and dads had taught me lots about it, trying to convince me to go. I didn't want to go because I had to stay in one cabin, and that's nearly impossible considering how many godly parents I have. It was almost as if I had to be an exact replica of my parent to be in my parent's cabin, which I am not. Hestia's a virgin goddess and doesn't have a cabin, Hera shouldn't have children, Artemis shouldn't have boys in her cabin, Hades also shouldn't have children as well as not having a cabin, same for Persephone, Apollo is possible but I don't have the signature blond hair and blue eyes.

Chiron was in a magical wheelchair, which concealed his lower half of the body. He taught us Latin and sometimes we will have a game night where we can choose our own weapons and 'fight'. I was his favourite student because I knew a lot about Greek mythology and weapons.

I overheard Chiron talking to Grover once.
Chiron asked a question. A voice that was definitely Grover's said
"... worried about Peter, sir."
I froze. I'm not usually an eavesdropper, but I dare you to try not listening if you hear your friend talking about a demigod to a centaur. Conclusion: I inched closer.

"... alone this summer," Grover was saying. "I mean, a Kindly One in the school! Now that we know for sure, and they know too-"

"We would only make matters worse by rushing him," Chiron said. "We need the boy to mature more."

"But he may not have time. The summer solstice dead-line－ "

"Will have to be resolved without him, Grover. Let him enjoy his ignorance while he still can."

"Sir, he saw her... ."

"His imagination," Chiron insisted. "The Mist over the students and staff will be enough to convince him of that."

"Sir, I ... I can't fail in my duties again." Grover's voice was choked with emotion. "You know what that would mean."

"You haven't failed, Grover," Chiron said kindly. "I should have seen her for what she was. Now
let's just worry about keeping Peter alive until next fall-"

I heard a thud from the other wall and saw Peter run with his mythology textbook.

I took this as a chance and left.

A year later

I followed Peter on his quest, and because dad/Hades was irritated, he took Sarah, but I kept company with her. As dad had said, Kronos had been influencing Ares, who stole the helm, and painfully, Luke, the boy I had met so many years ago, had been corrupted and stole Zeus's lightning bolt, therefore betraying Annabeth, Thalia, Grover and Peter.

My parents and the hunters all tried to convince me to go to Camp, but they didn't succeed for another month, when I gave up.

You try going against six gods and over fifty girls, all equipped with the most sharpest weapons!

My family would often describe me as good looking, and I hated it. Thank the gods there's no such thing as the hunters of Aphrodite...

~o0o~

When I was training with some skeletal warriors, Zoë and Bianca came running, out of breath. (A/N they're alive in this story.)

"Percy! Your mother/Artemis has called for you. Apparently. Very. Important.''They said through huffs.

I shadow travelled to my mother's tent. She raised her head and looked at me with sadness.

"Perseus, my dear son. You have heard of the great prophecy have you not?''

"Of course mother, though I do not know it's words.''

"Well, it speaks of a child of the eldest gods... I cannot explain it. I'll ask Apollo to recite it.'' She snapped her fingers and dad appeared.

"The Great Prophecy says,

A half-blood of the eldest gods

Shall reach sixteen against all odds

And see the world in endless sleep

The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap

A single choice shall end his days

Olympus to preserve or raze''

Oh oh. It's time to have a chat with the gods...

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