The Child Of Time

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I dont own Percy Jackson or these songs anyone who can tell me these two boys in this gets a shout-out 

3rd Person Pov-

Percy had finished his eighth kill and was walking through the forest. He'd discovered his hood would stay up unless he removed it.

Nearby, a tree giggled. "Hi!" A young tree nymph jumped out of an oak tree.

Surprised, Percy jumped back. "Who or what are you?" asked Percy.

"I'm a tree nymph," The girl said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "My name is Blossom." She stuck out her hand.

"Say," Percy shook her hand, grinning. "I don't suppose you're part of Greek mythology, are you?"

"Of course I am, silly!" Blossom laughed. "There are many nymphs like me at Camp Half-Blood."

"Camp Half-Blood?" Percy asked.

"It's a place for the children of the gods," Blossom explained. "Like the Empire State Building is where Olympus is located."

Percy heard the police sirens and said a hasty goodbye to the young nymph. Running on his heels, Percy found himself standing in front of the Empire State Building.

3rd person Pov/Olympus-

Olympus was buzzing. Luke, Annabeth, Grover, and the Stoll brothers watched as the winter solstice meeting began.

Annabeth smiled at her mother who waved back and sat in her seat of power.

When all the Olympians were present-including Hades and Hestia, Zues began. "As you all know," Zeus started.

"Our children are here to observe our meeting for the first time-I trust we will all be on our best behavior." Zeus eyes darted towards the war god.

"Our first topic: Safety of the camp." Zeus started.

"The borders have been reinforced, and so far no enemies have gotten in." Athena reported.

"We have guards on every border, and no reported danger." Dionysus added.

"Why don't we just get the 'assassin' to do it?" Hades muttered. Zeus's eyes flashed, he had forgotten to tell Hades not to mention him.

"What assassin?" Athena's stormy eyes turned towards Zeus.

The demigods gasped.

"Why don't you tell them, Hades." Zeus glared at god.

"Why are acting like a drama queen? You act like I broke the pact-when in reality, Poseidon did." Hades accused.

Everyone's jaw dropped. "Poseidon!" Hera chastised. "We were talking about the assassin!" Poseidon yelled.

"Speaking of the assassin, he's already killed eight people." Hades said.

"How come we were not notified of this?" Artemis asked.

"Just like how we didn't know about Poseidon's mystery child!" Athena retorted.

While the demigods were confused-Poseidon wanted nothing more than to slap that woman.

"ENOUGH!" Zeus bellowed but the gods still ranted.

Like a comet from the sky a figure dropped on the floor of Olympus. He was kneeling down and when he stood up everyone stared at him.

He didn't speak nor bow to the gods. Poseidon felt like this person was familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Zeus was plain scared and Hades felt threatened. Whoever this was, he had a dangerous aura.

"Can I help you?" Aphrodite asked, flirtatiously.

He didn't speak just walked around, looking at the gods and their children.

They couldn't what he was looking at-his hood covered every part of him except his mouth.

"Do you mind..." Athena was at loss for words. "Could you like, leave?"

"Why?" the unknown person turned towards her. "Do I bother you?"

"Athena," Aphrodite whispered. "We do not tell cute guys to leave."

"I heard you all are having a war," The boy said. "I want in."

"Everything is fine. There's no war." Hades reassured.

"You out of all people know that Kronos has risen, whether you like it or not-there will be war." He said.

"Why would we need your help-even if there was a war, our highly trained demigods could handle it." Ares pointed out.

Murmurs of agreement rang out. The boy examined the demigods closely.

"Nope." He laughed. "They know nothing about the real world-they'll get trampled."

Annabeth had enough. I mean,who did this guy think he was? "How would you know? You don't anything about us!" She shouted.

He turned around, and even though Annabeth couldn't see his eyes-it felt like they were burning through your soul.

"Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena and Fredrick Chase. You are the fifty seventh daughter of Athena living at camp Half and you also want to become an Architect when you grow up."

"How do know all that from just looking at her?" Athena asked, warily.

"I know every thing about you," The boy looked at Poseidon. "Your mistakes, just about every thing."

"He would make a valuable ally." Aphrodite said, using her brain for once.

"I'll consider it-if you tell us who you are?" Zeus deliberated.

The boy stood at the edge of Olympus.

"People call me the assassin." He paused. "Percy the assassin."

A/N is this good