Child of the Abyss Walker and the Hunt

I hate Gods from two worlds now.

We were running through the woods, the others conversing amongst themselves as we left the city, the lights fading behind us as Percy and Annabeth were talking about training. I then heard a terrible noise that sounded like an owl dying.

Y/N: Grover, I'm going to ask you to stop this one time, or I will destroy those pipes.

Grover: Please don't do that.

Y/N: Then thou should stop that noise.

We eventually find a statue place with a jumbled up. What did Percy call it Neon red sign.

Percy: Do you know what it says?

Annabeth: I don't know.

I shrug as he looks at me.

Grover: Aunty Em's Garden Gnome Emporium.

Y/N: Sounds weird.

Grover: I think we should leave and avoid this. It smells like monsters.

Y/N: I have to agree with him something feels off about this place.

Percy: You're both just being paranoid about this. Besides, they might have food.

As we approached the entrance, we saw multiple statues, one of which reminded Grover of his uncle Ferdinand. A woman stood before is and looked like an older woman like a grandmother.

???: Children, it's so late out where your parents are.

Annabeth: Uhh their..

Y/N and Percy: We're orphans.

???: Orphans?! Surely not.

Y/N: Oh, we are me and my little brother here, and his friends got lost and were told to meet up by a gas station.

Percy: Yeah, we are part of a trope. You see, we got separated from our caravan. Our circus caravan, and we are very hungry.

Aunty Em: Oh my dears, come in head straight into the back of the warehouse. There is the dining area.

As we entered I heard Aunty Em lock the door behind us making me keep a more alert attention to any clues as I felt the same thing Grover did as if the statues eyes followed us, but something kept pulling at my thoughts... What in the abyss is a circus?

Aunt Em: Ah, children here eat up.

She offered food to us all, I decided against the food for now to watch how this will play out, my nerces screaming at me danger and urging me to fight nut I don't know why yet. After we ate she asked us to be in a picture, my nerves went into overdrive and from what I learned as she set us up for a picture was that you needed a machine to take one and there was no obvious mechanism to do so.

Grover: Guys, we really have to go.

Aunty Em: Smile kiddies, it is really hard to capture the smile just right.

It then clicked in my head from what little my mother told me of this world. One monster she warned me to avoid was Medusa, who could turn you to stone with just a glimpse at her. I grew in size, grabbing her as her talons dug into my hand and arm after I shouted to the others.

Y/N: RUN!

Medusa: Let me go, you insolent brat!

Y/N: You'll regret that request here in a second.

I threw her across the room at full force seeing statues become pebbles from the strength of my throw hearing her groan as I also heard grover struggling with the magic shoes swinging at her for a moment. She stood as grover kept passing her swinging, and she shrieked at me.

Medusa: You brat why help the gods they do not care for you! Your mother despises you that you were left alone with no one to care for you in another world!

Y/N: I don't care what they think of me.

Medusa: Then one day you will become like me a human cursed by the gods... Unless you just open your eyes and let me turn you to stone.

Y/N: To think they let a vile monster like you exist disgusts me.

As we traded back and forth, words jer getting ever closer to me.

Medusa: A shame brat you would have been such a nice statue, too.

I prepared for a lunge from her bracing for her talons, but they never came as I heard two thumps.

Annabeth: Quick cover the head. its power is still there.

Y/N: Nice job, Percy.

Percy: How did you know I did it?

Y/N: It obviously wasn't me, Annabeth doesn't have a weapon large enough, and Grover crashed a minute ago and wouldn't dare approach Medusa quiet enough to catch her off guard.

Annabeth: You don't honestly believe her, do you?

Y/N: I don't know anymore with gods the more I see the more I hate about it.

Annabeth: Then where do you stand?

Y/N: You all do what you must. I will meet you at the road.

I walked outside waiting for them, but apparently, I wasn't alone. Standing before me was Ares.

Ares: Hey kiddo, what side are you on in this war?

Y/N: There is no war yet, and that will remain hidden until I have come to a decision on my own god of war.

Ares: You sure kid I could be a powerful ally or enemy if you make a wrong choice.

His eyes radiate power and wrath as he watched me carefully as if just waiting for me to lash out at him, and I could feel his power making me angry and the feeling that I wanted to kill him.

Y/N: Leave god of war, go back to your dreams of battle and bloodshed, for if this hero I help has anything to say he won't let his mom be in danger from it.

Ares: No one will save you in the end, kid.

He left me standing there to finally think, and the only going through my head was would the gods curse me or leave me to a fate worse than death for all eternity?