Percy Son of Chaos Prince of the Galaxy's

Chapter 12: The Talk... and More?

Hey guys sorry for the late check up I've just been really busy, anyways here is the next part to the story. Have fun reading!

The next morning I woke up and went to talk with Pops. “Hey dad, when you become a primordial do you still have dreams? I asked, I haden't had a dream in ages yet last night I had two dreams.

One was of Parill the other of Zella. “Well,” he started to explain. “It really depends sometimes you get surprised be a dream and sometimes it is a vision of what could come. So tell me son what were they about.” “Have you been reading my thoughts again?” I asked, how else would he know that I had more then one dream.” “It's called intuition, and I can read your facial reactions like a book.”

“Umm moving on, the first dream I had Parill in it, she was married to Order and she loved him, or so it seamed. She protected him and called me a brat. Also when she looked at me she didn't recognize me as who I was, she only knew me as the guy who was trying to steal her husbands job.

Oh dad what am I going to do?” I asked. “Start by telling me your second story,” he replied. Well here goes nothing, “In my second dream I was with Zella but you weren’t there we...

Dream

“Percy I have some thing to tell you, she whispered in my ear, I'm pregnant.” she said, we had been married for over two years and I was ecstatic, “Really?” I asked “Yes,” she had such a beautiful smile on her face. The only regret I had was that my father couldn't be here with us.“I wish he was here with us to celebrate.” I said mournfully.

“But he is,” she replied, she put her hand over my heart. “In here,” then she kissed my temple. “And in here as long as you remember him he will live on through you and our children.” She always knew the right thing to say at the right time. For the longest time I thought that Parill would be my savior. But then I discovered Zella, and I had no regrets what so ever. “Zella you would not believe how much I love you.” I said. “Oh I think I do after all being married to the creator does have its benefits.” she giggled.

Dream End

“Dad do you know if these dreams are real, or are they just visions? I need to know, will you die! How will Zella find out my real name? What will happen to me? In my dream I was called the creator, not a creator The Creator, do I take your place?” I had an endless stream of questions, but then dear old Pops stopped me.

“Son I have something to tell you which you probably don't want to hear. I am dieing and some day I will leave this galaxy, and when I do you will take my place as Chaos, and my name will live through you. Also I think, that if this dream is true Order put a memory charm on our dear friend Parill, and only one thing can break a cures like that.”

“What a true loves kiss?” I asked sarcastically. “Yes,” he answered. “Wait, What? Your saying, that if Parill is under a memory charm the only way to heal her is by a TRUE LOVES KISS? You have got to be kidding me. Dad life isn't full of fairy tales anymore I'm not a kid anymore. I know that kind of stuff only happens in-.

“Skylex Ethan Rider, do not make me use your full name again! As silly and unrealistic as you think this is, I can promise you one thing I am not lying. Why would I lie to you about something this important. Now that we have that over our heads I'd like to say a couple of things, if you did have these dreams and I trust you did, these dreams are most likely glimpses of what could come or what is all ready coming. I have to go now and sort out a treaty between Mars and Jupiter, they started fighting again.” he said as he started to walk out the door. “Hey dad, I love you.” I yelled at him from across the room. And then I whispered, and thanks.

Zella POV:

Ever since I got here I began to love everything about it. How the grass was a unique shad of Blue and How the sky always looked like Christmas-tree lights, with all its twinkling stars.

I laid on my back with a jacket underneath my head lazily creating ice sculptures and then shattering them into a million pieces, and then I would start the whole process all over again. Suddenly I saw a shadow coming out of the corner of my eye. “You can't scare me,” I said.“But I was like two-hundred feet away from you, how did you see me?” Sky asked.

“I could see your shadow, if you want to scare me you have to blend in. And the movement of your wings helped too I could hear them from a mile away.” I said plainly. “Bu-,” he started to say, but then I cut him off. “Hey Sky could you leave me alone for a bit, I just want to think by myself with no one else around, would you mind?”

At first he looked a little affronted but then he appeared to brush it off. Okay, sure I guess I'll be on my way by,” and then he was gone. Ahh alone at last, I did my best thinking when I was alone. But the real reason why I wanted him gone was simple, he was a distraction, and I couldn't think while he was in the same area, at least not deeply. I thought about everything that had happened to me in the past couple of months.

I was practically kidnapped by a guy, I learned how to control my naturally gifted powers, and I'm better at creating just random things in general. The other day I created a stick out of thin air. And the final one was that I think that I was falling in love with my instructor who was. Well who knows how many years older then me. Boy did I have a messed up life or what.