Living in A Demigod World

Percy

"And the history of the Yiling Patriarch shall repeat once more!" Euryale said evily. "And demigods shall be no more!"
As Euryale said it, Percy worried for his cultivator friend deeply. Whoever this Yiling Patriarch is, must be somebody that wrecked his past life, and Percy could tell that his friend was confused, worried and curios at the same time.
Percy got the jittery feeling that whatever happened with Zhan, it was not good--- no scratch that------ bad.

Euryale saw the confusion between the two best friends. "Oh, not to worry Percy Jackson! You won't be long to see him repeat his history again!" Stheno just smiled. " Now, back to killing you!"

Stheno gave her sister a pouty look, which was pretty hard to do with giant bronze tusks. "Can we at least talk about the weekly specials first?"

"No!" Euryale's eyes red eyes bored into Percy. "I don't care what you remember, son of the sea god. I can smell Medusa's blood on you. It's faint, yes, several years old, but you were the last one to defeat her. She still has not returned from Tartarus. It's all your fault!"
 
Zhan whispered to him. "What's... Tartare again?" Zhan had trouble saying Tartarus because of his Chinese accent.
Percy didn't really get that either. The whole 'dying then returning from Tartarus' concept gave him a headache. Of course,so did the idea that a ballpoint pen could turn into a sword, or that monsters could disguise himself with something called the Mist, or that Percy was the son of a barnacle encrusted sea god from five thousand years ago. But he did believe it.
Even if his memerory was erased, he knew he was a demigod the same way his name was Percy Jackson. From his very first conversation with Lupa the wolf, he's accepted that this crazy messed up world of gods and monsters was his reality. Which pretty much sucked.

"How about we call it a draw?" He said. "If I can't kill you. You can't kill me. If you're Medusa's sisters------- like the Medusa who turned people into stone------ shouldn't I be petrified by now?"

"Heroes!" Euryale said with disgust. "They always bring that up, just like our mother! 'Why can't you turn people to stone? Your sister can turn people to stone.' Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, boy! That was Medusa's curse alone. She was the most hideous in the family. She got all the luck!"

Stheno looked hurt, while Zhan looked amused at Euryale's remark. "Mother said I was the most hideous."

"Quiet!" Euryale snapped. "As for you, Percy Jackson, it's true that you bear the mark of Achilles. That makes you a little tougher to kill, and we won't kill Xiao Zhan here. Since he'll--- well, you'll all find out. But not to worry. Well find a way to kill you."

"The mark of what?" Zhan and Percy asked togehter.

"Achilles," Stheno said cheerfully. "Oh, he was gorgeous! Dipped in the River Styx as a child, so he was invulnerable to kill except for a tiny spot on his ankle. That's what happened to you, dear. Someone must have dumped you in the Styx an dmade your skin like iron. But not to worry. Heroes like you always have a weak spot. We just have to find, and them we can kill you. Won't that be lovely? Have a Cheese 'n' Wieners!"

Percy tried to think. He didn't remember any dip in the Styx. Then again, hen and Zhan didn't remember much of anything. His skin didn't feel like iron. But it would explain how he'd held out so long against the gorgons.
Maybe if he just fell down the mountain... would he survive (looks like Percy has short term memory)? He didn't want to risk it-- not without something to slow down the fall, or a sled, or...

He looked at Stheno's large silver plates of free samples.
Hmm...

"Reconsidering?" Stheno asked. "Very wise, dear. I added some gorgons blood to these, so your death will be quick and painless."

Zhan pouted. "I wanted to try one."
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'Is he insane?!' Percy thought, and constricted at the word 'gorgons blood'. "You added your blood on to the Cheese 'n' Wieners?"

"Just a little." Stheno smiled. "A tiny nick on my arm, but you're sweet to be concerned. Blood from our right side can cure anything, but blood on our left side is deadly-----"

"You dimwit!" Euryale screeched. "You're not supposed to tell him that! He won't eat the wieners if you yell him they're poisoned!"

Stheno looked stunned. "He won't? But I said it would be quick and painless."

"Never mind!" Euryale's fingernails grew into claws. Zhan brought up his sword, even if he was quite a shameless, funny, annoying man. He can fight graciously deadly. "We'll kill him the hard way---- just keep slashing until we find the weak spot. Once we defeat Percy Jackson, well be more famous than  Medusa l! Our patron will reward us greatly!"

"The platter!" Zhan whispered softly to Percy. He nodded at his friend, as he gripped his sword. He's have to time his move perfectly--- A few seconds of confusion, grab the platter, with his left hand...

'Keep them talking,' he thought.

"Before you slash me to bits," He said. "Who's this patron you mentioned?"

Euryale sneered. "The goddess Gaea, of course! The one who brought us back from oblivion! You won't live long enough to meet her, but your friends below will soon face her wrath. Even Now, her armies are marching south. At the Feast of Fortune, she'll awaken, and the demigods will be cut like--- like---"

"Like our low prices at Bargain Mart!" Stheno suggested.

"Gah!" Euryale stormed towards his sister.

"Now!" Zhan yelled. He sliced Euryale to bits, while Percy grabbed Stheno's platter, scattering her poisoned Cheese 'n' Wieners.
He raise the platter, and found herself facing her own greasy reflection.

"Medusa!" She screamed.

Her sister Euryale had crumbled to dust, but she was already starting to re-form, like a snowman un-melting.

"Stheno, you fool!" She gurgled as her half made face rose from the mound of dust. "That's just your own  reflection! Get him!"

Zhan cut her face in half again, and mounted on his sword. "COME ON, PERCY!"
He flew off, and Percy slammed the metal tray on top of Stheno's head, and she passed out cold.
He put the platter behind his butt, said a silent prayer to whatever Roman god oversaw his stupid sledding tricks, and jumped off the hill.

I did promise u guys that I'll be focusing on this story, and MDZS Supernatural Academy😉😉