TLH NEVER HAPPENED, although I may be using some characters. This takes place just months after the Titan War, and Percy and Annabeth are happy together. Too bad Athena doesn't agree…
"Cursed sea spawn." I muttered under my breath.
I was watching in my reflective pool at my throne, looking at my daughter, and by default, her idiotic, kelp-headed, egotistic boyfriend, Perseus Jackson. He was currently busy attacking my daughter Annabeth's lips, which she was furiously returning. I hate seeing this. The way their hands would touch every part of the other's body. The way Annabeth would moan seductively, and the way the Perseus deepened their kiss even more just makes me want to blast him to pieces.
And the worst part of it all? They were alone in his cabin. And the door was locked.
Just then, Poseidon came in the throne room. "Whatcha watchin' there, owlhead?" he asked sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes. "Nothing, barnacle-beard. Just looking at your stupid, perverted son grope my innocent daughter." I pointed at the image of them making out ferociously.
He just chortled. "They're sixteen, what do you expect?"
I glared at him. "Can't you control your son?"
He sighed. "The sea does not like to be restrained, Athena. My son inherited that trait from me."
I got right in his face. "well you better start restraining him, or else."
"Or else what?" he challenged.
"Or else you might not have a son anymore, let's just put it at that." I said smugly.I turned to leave, but a wall of water erupted right in front of me.
"YOU WOULDNT DARE!" Poseidon shouted. His trident started to glow blue-green with power, and his eyes became a sea blue color. Tons of water swirled around him in waves. He started to walk towards me, that water following him directly.
He stopped and stood right in front of me. My feet felt as if they were glued to the floor. In our Millennia of rivalry, he never showed me any signs of aggression, nit like this. Usually he would just douse me in the face with water. Right now, he looks as if he is planning to drown me in it.
"Hurt my son in any way, shape, or form, and I will drown you for a thousand years, personally skin you alive, chop your body into little pieces, and throw your remains to Tartarus, where you can join our father in eternity." He threatened. Just to prove his point, he sent a wave of water down on me.
I was soaking wet. I could've used my godly powers to clean myself up, even get some well-deserved revenge if I wanted to, but couldn't. I mean, I really couldn't. It's as if my mind was present, but my body was frozen in time. The tension is the sir was so thick, you could practically see it. MY heart was beating faster than normal. Sweat is falling from my skin. I was staring at him with wide eyes, and my body was shaking lightly. But what took me most by surprise was the fact that looking at him, surrounded by gallons of raging water directly at his control, made me want to pee me pants. Is this…fear?
My mind kept telling me that it was only a bluff, and he will never do it, but his eyes tell me otherwise. He started to go for the door. "And don't call me Barnacle Beard, I hate that name." he added as an afterthought before he left.
Once he closed the doors, I released a breath that I didn't even know I was holding. My body responded to my thoughts again. Was I afraid of Poseidon? Yes. But strangely, I don't blame him.
I went to my temple, trying to calm myself. If I don't, a country somewhere might have a…let's just say that it won't be a country anymore. After a few hours, I finally got bored, so I went out.
As I was walking through Olympus, my mind wandered back to what happened earlier. I was out of line. The look on Athena's face when I doused her with water was priceless, but strangely, I hated it.
Fear. I saw pure fear in her eyes.
She was afraid. Athena, the goddess of Wisdom, and one of the most collected goddesses that I ever knew, was absolutely and utterly afraid of me.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even notice Hermes waving hello.
"Yo! Poseidon, what's up?" he said.
I shrugged and kept on walking.
"Hey, didn't you hear me? What's wrong with you-." He was slammed back with a column of water.
"If…you…wanted…to…be…alone, you could've…just…asked." He said while coughing up water. I gave him a death glare, which must've been pretty scary since he left as fast as he could. I went back to moping.
I had been planning to end our rivalry today. The fun and thrill was lost some two thousand years go. My time with Percy finally taught me two things: Family is everything, and even gods can change. I finally realized that even though she was a god, Athena is still my niece, and I should at least try to make amends with her. I even planned to swallow my pride for once and be the first one to apologize, but she just had to send me over the edge.
"No one threatens my son." I said to myself.
Suddenly, the building beside my exploded. Hundreds of things came rampaging throughout the streets, stabbing gods, burning buildings, and causing mass panic. Most of them saw me, and charged, but I was ready. I conjured up gallons of raging water behind me. I flicked my hand casually towards them and the water responded to my will, drowning them in tons of water. I snapped my fingers, and the water evaporated, leaving about fifty dead warriors on the ground. I went closer and examined one of them. It wasn't exactly human. Its skin was black. It had no hair, just like the others, and they all shared the same nightmarish features: slanted pupils, no noses, human mouths with shark's teeth, three-fingered hands, and black armor.
"What in Zeus' name are these?" I heard someone say behind me. I turned around, ready for another fight, but to my surprise, Athena was calmly walking to one of the creatures, and laid her hand on its head. She muttered a spell in ancient Greek, and all of a sudden her hand that was holding the beast glowed. She closed her eyes, as if in a trance.
I took the time to study her. Her clothes were still sopping wet, and she was still a little shaken up. She was afraid, all right.
Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. Her face paled, and she looked at me, then at the beast, then at me again. She stood up, wiped her hand on her dress, but did nothing else but stare at me.
"What!" I finally demanded.
She pointed at me with a trembling finger. "You-you just-you-"
"Spit it out already, Athena!" I yelled. She never got the chance. I was so focused on her, I didn't even notice one of the beasts sneak up behind her, its sword raised, ready to decapitate her. From what I saw, those weapons had the power to kill gods, even powerful Olympians like her.
Time slowed down. Athena turned around, and her eyes widened. Obviously, she was still too shaken up to think properly and react. Instinctively, I ran to her, my powers forgotten. I put myself between her and the beast, and the last thing I heard was a scream.
My heart races. One of the beasts was directly behind me, ready to cut my head off. From what I saw, they can apparently kill gods. Then I saw Poseidon go between me and the beast just as it was about to strike, and did the last thing I expected him to do.
He shielded me from its strike.
The blade hit his left shoulder, and cut his arm clean off. I heard someone scream; then I realized that it was me. He started to fall, but not before gutting the beast in the stomach with his trident. He fell facedown on the stone walkway, golden ichor pooling underneath him. His trident vanished.
I ran over and flipped him face up. The wound was turning green, his breathing was raspy. The blade was poisoned. Typical. I tried to heal him using my godly powers, but they nullify as soon as they hit the wound. Oh, great.
"Apollo!" I start to scream. Immediately, he appeared in a flash of golden light. "What's up, sis- oh."
"Can you something, anything?" I pleaded. Why do I even care? "I tried my powers, but they wouldn't work." Apollo looked at the wound, and shook his head gravely.
"I have never seen this kind of wound before." He said. "It looks like it's spreading fat. And you say your powers don't work? This is powerful magic, powerful magic indeed. I can probably stabilize him, at least until I find the cure, but it will only delay the inevitable." He started chanting in ancient Greek.
Suddenly, I felt someone grab my hand. I looked down. Poseidon was coughing up ichor, and his eyes closed in pain.
"A-Athena." He stuttered.
I was shocked. This may be his last moments, why was he calling me?
"Yes?" I asked curiously.
He coughed up more ichor. "I-I'm so-sorry."
I just stared at him in shock and disbelief. Here was my uncle, apologizing?
"I'm…sorry." He said between breaths. "You…were right. I need to…teach my son…a few manners…concerning…girls." He coughed up blood, but continued. "And Athens. Your…gift was better…than mine. I was just-" he screamed in pain.
"No. Don't talk. You're wasting your energy." I chided.
"No…I was just…jealous. Our stupid…rivalry…was for…nothing. Too…bad, I only…noticed it now… You were right. You…were…always…right." He finally said, and closed his eyes slowly , his lips curling up in a small smile. I could tell that something heavy in his heart has been lifted.
I cried. Yes, I, Athena, goddess of Wisdom, actually cried over Poseidon. "I forgive you. I forgive you. And I'm sorry too." I whispered in his ear, but I knew that he wouldn't hear it. I looked at Apollo with puffy, red eyes, and he put a hand in my shoulder reassuringly.
"He's fine, for now. C'mon, help me put him in the hospital." We slung his arm over our necks, and teleported to the Olympus Hospital.
I declared a war meeting immediately. How dare these beasts attack Olympus, and more importantly, me? They totally destroyed my day with Hera.
"What were those things?" I demanded as soon as the meeting started.
"I believe they are Chaos' minions, father." Artemis said grimly. Immediately, I could feel the tension in the air.
"Are you sure of this?" I asked.
"Yes. Me and my hunters have fought them, but that was millennia ago. Why would they come back now, of all times?"
"Chaos," Athena said, "wants to end our reign, and give rise to a new power: man." Athena stated matter-of-factly. "He has already succeeded in fatally injuring Uncle Poseidon. He is in ICU right now."
For the first time, I notice that Poseidon's throne was empty.
"How did this happen?" I asked. Were these things so strong that they can defeat one of the Big Three?
"It was about to decapitate me, but Poseidon got in the way, and blocked the attack with his own body, before stabbing it with his own trident." she said. I just sat there, my mouth agape. :I thought you hated each other?" Hephaestus asked.
"Not anymore." She said quietly, and she started crying. What the Hades was happening between those two?
"It seems that his fatal flaw got to him." Hades said.
"Yes. Loyalty can be a bitch sometimes." Dionysus yawned.
I thought for a moment. "Chaos wants war. But now, with Poseidon injured, our chances of victory are…" I turned to Athena.
She just looked at the floor. "30%, my Lord."
I turned to Apollo. "Any chance of Poseidon actually healing?"
"Not on his own, father. However, there may be a way to heal him, but…naw, it impossible." I looked at Athena; she looked like she blames herself for this.
"What are you talking about, Apollo?"
"The blood of the gorgons. The blood from their right side can cure anything, while the blood from their left can and will assure you an excruciatingly painful death. We can send out a quest to retrieve the blood, but it's too risky to send any of our demigods. The gorgons aren't exactly pushovers."
Then Athena did the last thing I ever expected her to do. She stood up and said, "I will go."
There you go, the first chapter! Oohhh, What's Athena up to? What's her plan? Find out in the next chapter. Oh, and reviews to me are like friends, the more there are, the happier I'll be. :P