Percy Jackson - Back from Tartarus -Adopted-

Chapter 8-ish

So hello if you had liked the previous book that I adopted and came here to read the next part, wonderful for you. Just know that there will be strong language and stuff like that, if you want to add an idea to the story than message me and perhaps I'll weave it in. 

And if you have not read the original story you must read that first. 

So once again, Back from Tartarus-part 2

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Annabeth was on the ground in pain. She only felt a sliver of what I went through when Dad made me have the training. The pain tolerance and fighting with monsters. At least that got the campers to shut their traps for a moment before a body came running at him. Probably for bringing the bitch to her knees. 

As barbarians did to Rome. 

He looked down at her head of pasty gray and blond hair and the sun caught on the bright flash coming on his left hand. 

It was the wedding right that he had gotten almost a century ago. 

The campers were stunned in silence. Annabeth was just lying down on the ground, breathing hard from the wimpiest pain tests he had ever gone through. 

His semi rumpled black hair that had a few red streaks running through them was not in his eyes. Looking out from a different person he must have looked strange for a camper. 

His black tank top with "Go to Hell, for Heaven's Sake" Written on the from hung loosely from his shoulders. He did not have any weapons on him or in the pockets of his black ripped pants, taken Riptide had been taken from him when he was disowned.

The whispers began to start. 

Did I ever mention that All of the seven and Nico plus Will were given a strange gift? That they were not immortal, or even partial immortal but the aged twice as slow. So everyone was in their late twenties. 

And that potion that Bianca gave to Will and her little brother. 

That made them immortal. Not partial. Full immortality. They were gods without real juice. And that made them hands off to any monsters. If they hurt them, I kill them right back. 

When you're the prince of the pit. You can kill whoever you want without any major damage. Unless I kill a primordial or something.

The person that was walking toward me. That was Nathan, the kid that cheated with Annabitch all those years ago. He pulled out a sword from gods know where. the glint on his left hand also catches my eye. 

He's married, or a least engaged.

He swung at my head and I took a step back. The cold, calm rational that I always kept on my face besides when I'm with Bianca or laughing at something this is what I had on. 

Because even a comedy is a tragedy in the end.

The powers that have been given to me from my family. I could easily kill this kid without a blink of an eye, but father wanted me to train these people because aunty Gaias' husband is throwing a hissy fit because he got killed by his kids. 

Boohoo.

this mofo that was fighting me now wasn't even a fighter. As I continued to dodge his sloppy swings and jabs. 

I soon lose interest and I kick out his feet as I cold-cocked him right in the nose. He's out like a light.

I look up and see the campers surrounding us. "You mofo's are in for a big one this time!" I yell at then. Some get a big look in their eyes, "You may know me as Percy Jackson." I say in a regular tone. The small kids the ones around seven or six. Give me a small smile because they know my name. "I'm here to help you win this war. So that when the next one comes to are doorsteps we can fight. Twenty years ago there was a prophecy. That seven demigods had to save the world. I just happened to be one of them. And because of that, and the lost hope I still have for some of you. I will help you send Ouranos right back to his wife, who we defeated all those years ago!" My voice got loud, and people started to cheer.

"For the summer I will train you, anyone under the age of thirteen, will not be fighting. Not on the battlefield at least. You will be trained, as you are too young to die." They gave me big smiles. No one wanted innocent children fighting in a war. 

"Do not worry about these two," I pointed to the bodies on the floor. "They will be fine. I just know that the training will start tomorrow. seven o-clock sharp every one that is fourteen and up comes to the arena tomorrow morning."

With that, I made a portal back to Tartarus, and I and Bianca stepped through to the Mansion of Night. 

The portal spits us out right on the doorstep and I walked threw I was suddenly engulfed by a hug that came from a big man than I.

I looked up and saw that it was Icarus, his black hair that sucked the light out of everything was slicked back, I looked down to see him wearing MY black leather jacket with a white t-shirt that said "I'll Sleep When I'm Dead" with blood red.

His one black and one Sea-green eye were always amazing to me.

"Hey, dad. So where you been."

Let me intro douce to you. Icarus Infernales. My son. 

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I told him about why I was at camp half hell and soon enough he drifted off to his room at his mothers' palace.

Now, I know what your thinking. "You motherfucker you cheated on Bianca" Well not so funny story is that. Icarus is actually around one hundred and fifty years old. He was way before Bianca came into the picture.

however many years ago enter Me, at a depressing time enter, Nyx who was mad at her husband. And a few months later due to weird god DNA. And then you got Icarus. Named after the boy who flew to high to embrace what he had taken away from him. Keeping the trend of relieving Myth names in the family tree from now on. 

His last name Infernales was my name which I had gotten from dad in my early days. 

And another reason for that is because my mother, I don't even know if I could call her Mom. After I had gotten the all-clear to come back to earth and mingle again, I went to see my human family find out that she didn't want me around so I didn't attract any monsters. And that I couldn't see my baby sister who is now all grown up.

I've been keeping tabs on her. Because she was only a baby at the time and she is family.

Unlike everybody else in my past.

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AN-End of the first chapter how you liking it?