Daughter Of Lightning - Book 1(Percy Jackson x OC fanfic)

CHAPTER 36

(Percy's POV)

We were alone in the throne room. "Your uncle," Poseidon sighed, "has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would’ve done well as the god of theater."

An uncomfortable silence.

"Sir," I said, "what was in that pit?"

Poseidon said. "Have you not guessed?"

"Kronos," I said. "The king of the Titans."

Even in the throne room of Olympus, far away from Tartarus, the name Kronos darkened the room, made the hearth fire seem not quite so warm on my back.

Poseidon gripped his trident. "In the First War, Percy, Zeus cut our father Kronos into a thousand pieces, just as Kronos had done to his own father, Ouranos. Zeus cast Kronos’s remains into the darkest pit of Tartarus. The Titan army was scattered, their fortress on mount Etna destroyed, their monstrous allies driven to the farthest corners of the earth. And yet Titans cannot die, any more than we gods can. Whatever is left of Kronos is still alive in some hideous way, still conscious in his eternal pain, still hungering for power."

"He’s healing," I said. "He’s coming back."

Poseidon shook his head. "From time to time, over the eons, Kronos has stirred. He enters men’s nightmares & breathes evil thoughts. He wakens restless monsters from the depths. But to suggest he could rise from the pit is another thing."

"That’s what he intends, Father. That’s what he said." Percy says. Poseidon was silent for a long time.

"Lord Zeus has closed discussion on this matter. He will not allow talk of Kronos. You have completed your quest, child. That is all you need to do."

"But-" I stop myself. Arguing would do no good. It would probably anger the only god I had on my side. "As..as you wish, Father."

A faint smile played on his lips.

"Obedience does not come naturally to you, does it?"

"No...sir.", "Oh it never does." Nora added, slinging an arm around my shoulder. I blush.

"I must take some blame for that, I suppose. The sea does not like to be restrained." He rose to his full height & took up his trident. Then he shimmered & became the size of a regular man, standing directly in front of me. "You must go, child. But first, know that your mother has returned."

I stared at him, completely stunned. "My mother?"

"You will find her at home. Hades sent her when you recovered his helm. Even the Lord of Death pays his debts."

My heart was pounding. I couldn’t believe it. "Do you...would you..." Nora giggled.

I wanted to ask if Poseidon would come with me to see her, but then I realized that was ridiculous. I imagined loading the God of the Sea into a taxi and taking him to the Upper East Side. If he’d wanted to see my mom all these years, he would have. And there was Smelly Gabe to think about. Poseidon’s eyes took on a little sadness.

"When you return home, Percy, you must make an important choice. You will find a package waiting in your room."

"A package?"

"You will understand when you see it. No one can choose your path, Percy. You have to decide what you will do."

I nodded, though I didn’t know what he meant.

"Your mother is a queen among women," Poseidon said wistfully. "I had not met such a mortal woman in a thousand years. Still...I am sorry you were born, child. I have brought you a hero’s fate, & a hero’s fate is never happy. It is never anything but tragic."

I tried not to feel hurt. Here was my own dad, telling me he was sorry I’d been born.

"I don’t mind, Father."

"Not yet, perhaps," he said. "Not yet. But it was an unforgivable mistake on my part."

"I’ll leave you then." I bowed awkwardly. "I-I won’t bother you again."

I was five steps away when he called, "Perseus." I turned.

There was a different light in his eyes, a fiery kind of pride. "You did well, Perseus. Do not misunderstand me. Whatever else you do, know that you are mine. You are a true son of the Sea God."

As we walked back through the city of the gods, conversations stopped. The muses paused their concert. People & satyrs & naiads all turned toward me, their faces filled with respect & gratitude, as I passed, they knelt, as if I were some kind of hero.

Fifteen minutes later, still in a trance, I was back on the streets of Manhattan. I caught a taxi to my mom’s apartment. I had somehow managed to convince Nora to come along too, even though she protested that she probably should head back to camp.

I rang the doorbell, & there she was-my beautiful mother, smelling of peppermint & licorice, the weariness & worry evaporating from her face as soon as she saw me.

"Percy! Oh, thank goodness. Oh, my baby."

She crushed the air right out of me. We stood in the hallway as she cried & ran her hands through my hair. I’ll admit it-my eyes were a little misty, too.

I was shaking, I was so relieved to see her. She even wrapped Nora in tight hug. A few tears sliding down Nora's face as well.

She told me she’d just appeared at the apartment that morning, scaring Gabe half out of his wits.

She didn’t remember anything since the Minotaur, & couldn’t believe it when Gabe told her I was a wanted criminal, traveling across the country, blowing up national monuments.

She’d been going out of her mind with worry all day because she hadn’t heard the news. Gabe had forced her to go into work, saying she had a month’s salary to make up & she’d better get started. I swallowed back my anger & told her my own story.

I tried to make it sound less scary than it had been, but that wasn’t easy. I was just getting to the fight with Ares when Gabe’s voice interrupted from the living room. "Hey, Sally! That meat loaf done yet or what?"

She closed her eyes. "He isn’t going to be happy to see you, Percy. The store got half a million phone calls from Los Angeles...it was something about free appliances."

"Oh, yeah. About that…"

She managed a weak smile. "Just don’t make him angrier, all right? Come on."

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