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Things simmered down around Camp Half-Blood aside from Jason Grace being a son of Jupiter. Actually, the other campers simmered down about it. I, on the other hand, am frustrated beyond belief about it. Chiron had talked to Jason and now Jason wasn't giving any information about how he was given a quest or was trained.
"Percy, just lay off him. You can't just grill him question after question! You have no idea what he's been through." Thalia glared at me.
"You're right, I don't because he won't tell us!" I exasperatedly threw at her. Now, I had really pushed Thalia. The sky grew dark and the air hummed with electricity. I gulped but stood my ground. I wasn't going to let her throw all caution to the wind because the guy was her long-lost brother.
"Perseus Jackson, you don't see me questioning you about where you were after that explosion. I'm not asking you question after question about how you and your new friend spent your time." He eyes flashed.
"Thalia, you know damn well I'd tell you. I'll tell you about our strictly platonic relationship right now." I leveled.
"Thalia, Percy just wants answers. I'll answer him when I know the answers myself." Jason offered.
I wasn't a fan of the guy in the slightest.
I decided to go home for the summer since Thalia needed some time to re-acquaint herself into Jason's life. Before I left Annabeth and I sat down and talked about the most recent prophecy from her quest. "You shall delve in darkness of the endless maze," she recited. "The dead, the traitor, and the lost one raise."
"We obviously raised a lot of the dead, we saved Ethan Nakamura who ended up a traitor, and Pan was the lost one whose spirit we raised." I explained to which Annabeth nodded to.
"You shall rise or fall by the ghost king's hand." she added.
"Nico, not Minos after all." I solved. Annabeth didn't say anymore so I finished for her.
"The child of Athena's final stand, Daedalus. Destroy with a hero's final breath. Him again. But, Annabeth, what was the last line?" I asked still curious. She sat there shaking her head. "Annabeth?"
"And lose a love to worse than death," she recited softly. "That was the last line, Percy. Are you happy now?" she snapped. Just as she stood to walk away a flash of light stopped her.
"Congratulations, my dear. Your quest was a success. You found the answers." Hera stood before us staying to Annabeth.
"A success? Luke's gone. Daedalus, Pan-"
"Our family is safe now, the others are better left gone." she said. My hands balled into fists and I jumped up from my spot on the grassy hill.
"You paid Geryon. You traded Nico-" The pieces came together and I was furious.
"You know deep down that no one wants the son of Hades." Hera said.
"Hephaestus was right! You only care about your perfect family." I spat.
"Watch yourself, son of Poseidon. I guided you more than you know in the maze. I was at your side when you faced Geryon. I let that arrow fly straight. I sent you to Calypso's island. I allowed you to see your other options besides that daughter of Zeus. I gave Annabeth the courage to kiss you. I opened the way to the Titan's mountain. I would welcome a sacrifice for my efforts, Annabeth, you surely see that." Hera ranted as if she were the sane one in this conversation. Annabeth was still as a statue as she clenched her jaw. Her eyes became a stormy dark grey, reminding me of how she refused an easy answer from the Sphinx. That, I realize, is one of the things I like best about Annabeth Chase. She could've chose the easy answer. She, instead, chose the opposite.
"Percy, is right. You're the one who doesn't belong, Queen Hera. So next time, thanks… but no thanks." she said all the while glaring into Hera's eyes with her chin jutted up stubbornly.
"You'll regret your insult, hunter of Artemis!" Hera hissed before slowly developing into blinding light. We averted our eyes until we were sure she was gone.
"Listen, Percy, you should just go. Argus is waiting for you." Annabeth said.
"But Annabeth about Mount-" I started.
"I've got to get going." Annabeth stated and ran back down to camp.
Two days later it was my birthday. My mom threw a small party to which she'd asked me if I wanted to give Thalia, Annabeth, and Grover a call. I told her they were busy and she seemed to sense something was wrong there. Honestly, Annabeth and Grover are busy doing. Annabeth's watching Mount Tam by now either from her home or with the hunters. Grover is spreading the word about Pan. Thalia, though, Thalia's got her own problems to work out before dealing with me. So I called only two friends: my brother, Tyson and Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Oh, and mom called Paul Blofis who said everything at the school was worked out. The bomb-crazed cheerleaders were expelled- as if they really went there- and Rachel, Thalia, and I were free of charge. I'm not sure whether Thalia's going to school with me or not this year.
Tyson and mom were blowing up balloons when Paul came over to talk to me in the kitchen.
"I hear your mom signed you up for driver's ed in the fall."
"Yeah. It's cool. I can't wait." I'd been excited, seriously, about getting my license but after this past summer I realized that there are bigger things in my life than getting my driver's license. Paul could tell, he looked at me like Chiron would have, like he could see what I was thinking.
"You've had a rough summer," he said. "I'm guessing you lost someone important…. And girl trouble?"
"How did you know that? Did my mom-" I asked but he held his hands up
"Your mom hasn't said anything. And I won't pry. I just know there's something unusual about you, Percy. You've got a lot going on that I can't figure out. But I was also fifteen once, and I'm just guessing from your expression…. Well you've had a rough time."
I nodded. I promised mom I'd tell Paul the truth about me but now didn't seem the time. Not yet. "I lost a couple of friends at this camp I go to… not close friends but still-"
"Yeah. And uh the girl stuff…" Paul handed me a cup of punch.
"Here. To your fifteenth birthday and a better year to come." We tapped our paper cups together.
"Percy, I feel bad giving you one more thing to worry about," Paul said.
"What is it?" I asked worriedly.
"What do you mean?" I frowned.
"Your mom, I'm thinking about proposing to her." I almost dropped my paper cup of punch.
"You mean marrying her? Like… you and her? Married?" I checked.
"Well that was the general idea. Would that be okay by you?" Paul asked with a slight nervous shaking of his hands.
"You're asking my permission?" I asked confused.
"Well, I'm not sure it's asking your permission, but I wanted to run it by you since you're dealing with so much right now. She's your mother and I needed to check with you, you know, man to man."
"Man to man," I repeated. It sounded strange. I would I even live long enough to be a man-man. Like grow a full-on beard in the course of two weeks? "I think it's a great idea, Paul. Go for it." He smiled widely then.
"Cheers, Percy! Now, let's join the party."
"Happy birthday to youuuuu!" The group sang to me. "Make a wish brother!" Tyson cheered. "Make a wish, Percy!" Rachel encouraged and just as I was about to blow out my candles the doorbell rang. My mom smiled a hopeful smile.
"Maybe Thalia has decided to join the party!" she guessed and a glimmer of hope formed inside me as I gave my mom a look to hurry to the door. She was walking slower than a child of Hypnos. She opened the door while laughing at my face she turned back to the person at the door and gasped. So if it wasn't Thalia then Annabeth? Grover?
Nope, it was my dad. He was wearing Bermuda shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and Birkenstocks, like he usually does. He wore a battered cap with fishing lures on it. Neptune's lucky fishing hat was embroidered on the front.
"Pos-" she stopped herself and was blushing straight to the roots of her hair. Her face was the color of Rachel's hair, but Rachel's face was a sight to see. Her eyes were wide and mouth gaping open. "Um, hello." my mom said moving aside to let him in.
"Hello, Sally. You look beautiful as ever. May I come in?" he said politely as he took my mom's silent welcome. My mother responded with a squeaking sound that might have been "Yes" or "Help", but Poseidon took it as a yes. Paul was looking back and forth between us trying to read our expressions then stepped forward.
"Hi, I'm Paul Blofis." Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands and I saw glint of humor in them.
"Blowfish, did you say?"
"Ah, no. Blofis, actually."
"Oh, I see. A shame," Poseidon said. "I quite like blowfish. I'm Poseidon."
"Poseidon? That's an interesting name."
"Yes, I like it. I've gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon."
"Like the god of the sea."
"Very much like that, yes!"
"Well!" mom interrupted. "We're very glad you could drop by! Paul, this is Percy's father."
Ah," Paul nodded but he didn't look real pleased. "I see."
Poseidon smiled at me. "There you are, my boy." Then looked to Tyson and grinned. "And, Tyson, hello son!"
"Daddy!" Tyson bounded across the room and gave our dad a big hug, which almost knocked off his fishing hat.
Paul's jaw dropped as he stared at my mom. "Tyson is…"
"Not mine," she promised. "Long story."
"I couldn't miss Percy's fifteenth birthday! Why if this was Sparta, Percy would be a man today!" Poseidon boasted.
"That's true," Paul agreed. "I used to teach ancient history."
Poseidon's eyes twinkled. "That's me, ancient history. Paul, Sally, Tyson, Rachel, would you mind if I borrowed Percy for a second?"
Poseidon ushered me into the kitchen before Rachel could ask how he knew her name. Once we were alone, his smile faded.
"Are you alright, my boy?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. I guess."
"I heard stories," Poseidon said. "But I wanted to hear it directly from you. Tell me everything."
So I did. It was kind of disconcerting, because Poseidon listened so intently. His eyes never left my face. His expression didn't change the whole time I talked. When I was done, he nodded slowly.
"So Kronos is indeed back. It will not be long before full war is upon us."
"What about Luke?" I asked. "Is he really gone?"
"I don't know, Percy. It is most disturbing."
"But his body is mortal. Couldn't you just destroy him?"
Poseidon looked troubled. "Mortal, perhaps. But there is something different about Luke, my boy. I don't know how he was prepared to host the Titan's soul, but he will not be easily killed. And yet, I fear he must be killed if we are to send Kronos back to the pit. I will have to think on this. Unfortunately, I have other problems of my own."
I remembered what Tyson had said, "The old sea gods?"
"Indeed. The battle came to me first, Percy. In fact, I cannot stay long. Even now the ocean is at war with itself. It is all I can do to keep hurricanes and typhoons from destroying your surface world, the fighting is so intense."
"Let me come down there," I said. "Let me help."
Poseidon's eyes crinkled as he smiled. "Not yet, my boy. I sense that you'll be needed here." I wanted to tell that Thalia could handle the land. I could help at the sea front. "Which reminds me…" He started then fished something out of his pocket. He brought out a sand dollar and pressed it into my hand. "Your birthday present. Spend it wisely."
"Uh, spend a sand dollar?" Was that the currency in his palace? How many drachmas equals a sand dollar? I need Annabeth.
"Oh, yes, in my day, you could buy a lot with a sand dollar. I think you will still find it buys a lot if used in the right situation." Oh great, more fortune cookie words from the gods.
"What situation?" I asked.
"When the time comes, I think you'll know." he told me.
"The Romans? What-"
"That information too will be delivered when the time comes."
I sighed. I asked him about Antaeus.
"Percy, lesser beings do many horrible things in the name of the gods. That does not mean we gods approve. The way our sons and daughters act in our names… well it usually says more about them then it does about us. And you, Percy, are my favorite son." He smiled and at that moment being in the kitchen with him was the best birthday present I ever got.
"Percy? The candles are melting!" My mom called.
"You'd better go," Poseidon said. "But, Percy, one last thing you should know. That incident at Mount St. Helens. For a moment I thought he was talking about Annabeth kissing me but then realized he was talking about something a whole lot bigger. "The eruptions are continuing. Typhon is stirring. It is at best , he will escape his bonds."
"I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't mean-"
Poseidon raised his hands. "It is not your fault, Percy. It would have happened sooner or later, with Kronos awakening the ancient monsters. But be aware, if Typhon stirs… it will be unlike anything you've face before. He will make straight for Olympus and the Olympians will be barely enough to handle him."
That was just the most wonderful type of news to hear on your birthday.
"I should go. Enjoy your cake." And just like that he turned into mist and swept out the window.
After Rachel left and Tyson knocked me out of monopoly, I went to my room and saw the Moonlace flower Calypso had given me in the planters box. I opened the window to sprinkle some nectar onto it making it glow brightly.
"Nice plant," a voice said. I turned to my left to see Nico di Angelo. He glanced inside my room and his eyebrows furrowed. "Is that blue birthday cake?" he questioned.
"Come inside and see for yourself," I smirked. "It seems we have a lot to talk about anyway."