𝕊𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝔸𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕤

Spies and Lies

Percy POV

When we went back to Hogwarts, it was late and night time already. We all went into the Kitchen and heat up some hash browns. We munched on Hash browns, nectar and Ambrosia.

We sat around one of the fires, plates balanced on of knees as we sat in beanbags and lounged on carpets and rugs. All this probably looked really weird since all of us were still in our suits.

We took of the blazers , but our formal shirts and my best made us look really weird , sitting around the hearth fire like that.

We left for our separate rooms and I hit the showers. I let the cool feeling of the water seep into my skin and revitalise me.

Using the water, I created a liquid bath scrub and used it to scrub my body. Yes I used water , partial solid water to scrub my body. Got a problem.

After the blessing and inheritance from Chronos, I gained a few tattoos. Oh man, mum will kill me !

My first one was easily concealed. It was a golden tattoo. I mean like glowing golden tattoo, like a golden glowing object was hidden under my skin.

It was a tattoo of a hook and flail. Like the Egyptians. It was on the edge of my shoulder. A simple thin gold line ran under it. Like a simple thin underline.

My other one was literally along my collarbones. Along my left collar bone, was the words: Ηγέτης or Igétis. It's Greek for Leader.

I also had the word Princeps on my left collarbone.
On my right collarbone, there were 2 other words: Αυτοκράτορας or Aftokrátoras also known as Emperor in Greek as well as Caesar.

These 2 collarbone tattoos were in a glowing bronze colour. Like celestial bronze, like how riptide used to glow faintly in the dark.

These were easily concealed wearing a collared shirt.

On my back, in the middle of my shoulder blades, were a pair of silver wings. As far I tried, my thinking of wings, I would sprout a pair of wings. The left side of my wings was Black and the right side was white.

I symbolised Yin and Yang. Balance and Chaos. They were beautiful, when fully stretched they reached a length of nearly 15 feet from the tip of the left wing to the tip of the right.

My last tattoo was the largest of them all. The centre was just under my heart.

The centre was a hourglass, and the tattoo spread in tight small circles around the hourglass, the circles getting larger and larger, each circle outlining the circle before it. Each circle was a depiction of the monsters I slain and the titans I defeated, along with the giants I had vanquished. The names of the dead hero's circled the inner most circle, it was closest to the central hourglass.

Like how they were closest to my heart. I knew that the more I accomplished, the more tattoos and rings around the tattoo would appear. The rings had stretched to just to the side of my ribs.

The worst part of these rings ? They were burned on, just like the SPQR tattoos that the Roman legions had. So every accomplishment I had, I had tattoos seared into my flesh.

Hermione was getting suspicious of us. She was indeed bright, like all Athenian kids.

But she wasn't blond not did she have grey, calculating eyes, but her personality would match a Athenian child perfectly.

She was too nosy for her own good, and like Athenians, her Pride was her fatal flaw. Hubris. It is truly deadly.

Hermione POV