Arthur:
You have successfully rested!
HP and MP have been restored to 100%!
"Gah!" I sputtered as the cold water hit me in my face and I nearly jumped out of my sleeping bag.
"Morning sleepy head!" Luke said cheerfully as he lamely attempted to hide an empty bucket behind his back.
"What the fuck Luke?!"
"First off, language." Luke began, "Second, get up and get dressed. We're going to do some more sword training."
I groaned.
"Oh come on Arthur. I bet you'll do way better than yesterday.
Skill leveled up!
Sword-wielding, Lvl (2): The ability to use a sword in combat.
- 2% bonus damage
- Let the sword decide after stratagem has failed.
*Smack*
'Mother Fucker!' I cursed as Luke smacked me between the eyes for the 10th time.
"Alright that was a bit better than last time Arthur. Now let's try those parries again."
You know Percy and Luke could keep their stupid best swordsmen in 300 years title.
Because this fucking sucked.
You know in the books how Percy was an uber badass with a sword but was absolute dog shit with a bow and arrow?
Reverse that and know you knew my problem. Learning how to shoot a bow had come easily to me. All Michael had done was but a bow in my hand gave me a couple of tips, and let me practice on some targets.
I nailed a target on my first try.
But sword training? I had been going at this with Luke for a couple of hours and the results were minimal at best.
"Remember not to overextend Arthur !" Luke warned as he crashed into me.
My practice sword whizzed out of my hands while my body slammed into the ground.
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For a strenuous workout please take +1 to STR and VIT!
'Oh fuck off.'
Another thing too, this thing was leveling nowhere near as fast as archery. I got that skill up to level five within half an hour. This sword skill had only leveled up once in the last two hours with Luke.
"You know I think that might be enough for today." Luke spoke as he sheathed his sword, "The game is in a couple of hours and you don't seem to be making any progress whatsoever in sword fighting."
"No shit." I snorted
"Language Arthur."
"Shut the fuck up Scarface."
Luke grinned and bent over to haul me up.
The son of Hermes had dedicated most of his free time last night and switched up his schedule today to try and get me ready for capture the flag tonight by getting my swords skills to at least a beginner level.
Suffice to say I had gotten nowhere.
"But that doesn't mean you still can't train. Why don't you head over to the archery range and get some more practice in? You may not be able to cross blades with anyone in the game today, but that doesn't mean you can't shoot the shit out of them." Luke offered.
Not a bad idea at all. Maybe I could train some of my other skills as well such as my light arrows or see if I could create new skills.
'Perks.'
Son of ?: You are naturally gifted in archery, shooting, and stealth. Your soul has a natural affinity for light and you innately can use photokinesis.
Hmm, it seemed my perks essentially made it easy for me to make a sniper build or at the very least a rouge. Can't say it's the most glamorous build, but it could be deadly if done right.
"Yeah, I think I'll do just that."
Luke nodded, "I have some stuff to take care of, so I'll come and get you when it's about time for the game."
I nodded and we both went our separate ways.
'Sneaky bastard is probably going to prep the summoning of the Hellhound.' I thought with a roll of my eyes as I made my way to the archery range.
Honestly, I still couldn't understand why the hell Luke decided to work with Kronos. Seriously, did the guy not read any basic mythology or history? Our great-grandpa was known to use humans as playthings and cheap entertainment during the Titans rule. And they hated the gods with an absolute passion. Did Luke, who was half human and god, honestly think Kronos would just leave us alone if he won?
Another thought occurred to me...Kronos was my great grandfather.
That was disturbing on so many levels.
But enough of those thoughts. How was I going to go about getting myself ready? Should I work purely on my prowess with a bow and arrow or should I work with my Photokinesis?
All I had currently developed was the light arrows and yet there was so much more I could do with it. Force fields of light, hard light weapons, fucking lasers!
All the possibilities…
Suddenly a little voice in the back of my head whispered to me.
'Duck'
Without even thinking I dropped to the ground as an arrow flew through where my head had been.
'What the actual fuck?' I thought in surprise.
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Skill leveled up!
Danger Sense Lvl (2): That little feeling you get in the back of your mind when someone or something wants you dead.
- Simple verbal cues are now sounded at random when a fatal strike is inbound.
Well isn't that interesting. My skill gained a new ability that wasn't mentioned before once it leveled up.
"Sorry!" A squeaky voice called out.
Looking up from the ground my eyes snapped on the kid with black hair and sea green eyes looking my way in horror.
Percy Jackson, Lvl: 14
Title: Son of Poseidon
Ahh, Percy Jackson. The king of sarcasm, prince of the sea, the hero of Olympus, one of the most powerful demigods to ever live…
And yet he didn't look anything like what I had expected. Just about everyone described Percy as incredibly powerful and handsome in the books. Apparently to the point where multiple girls and even a guy fell for him.
Even Hazel described him as a "Roman God".
But right now all I could see was some skinny kid from New York.
I guess he would grow into it. After all, he should be around twelve right now.
Also, it was weird that this was the first time I had seen him. Shouldn't he have been in Hermes cabin with me since he is unclaimed as well? I should've seen him last night.
"Jackson you idiot! You almost shot him in the head." A blonde girl growled at him and snatched the bow he had been holding out of his hands, "That's it, no more archery for you."
Annabeth Chase, Lvl: 18
Title: Daughter of Athena
And wise girl herself.
"Hey, you alright?" Annabeth turned to me and asked.
"Yeah, I'm good." I said and pushed myself up, "Just nearly got my head taken off."
Percy expression crossed between embarrassment and frustration, "Sorry again about that. I'm uh, not exactly the greatest at archery."
"Don't worry about it, man. It's the same with me with swords, but I am pretty good with a bow and arrow." I said, "But I'm kinda cheating with Apollo being my dad."
"Wait, so you're Apollo's kid?" Annabeth jumped into the conversation, "You already got claimed? I thought you're the new kid who just arrived yesterday by teleporting in front of the border patrol. No way you were claimed in one day."
I smirked, "Your right, I wasn't claimed."
The daughter of Athena raised a blonde eyebrow at me, "Than how do you know you're Apollo's kid?"
"Bow please?" I asked.
Annabeth shrugged and tossed it to me.
With the bow in hand, I drew back the string without notching an arrow and aimed directly at a bullseye of a target 200 feet out.
Instead of the smaller sized arrows, I had been creating with my palm, I imagined the larger size arrows that one would use for bows already being notched on my string.
"You do know that you need an arrow before you can shoot that right? And just because your good at archery doesn't mean Apollo's your dad. You could be the son of Ares or -"
A mini swirl of light appeared by my bow and a perfectly shaped arrow shaped itself into reality, already notched perfectly in place.
I spared the two demigods at glance and drank in their befuddled expressions.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure who my godly parent is."
In the upper corner of my vision, I noticed my mana had dropped by 75 points instead of by the 50 the skill had informed me it would take. That couldn't be right unless it was simply because I made a bigger arrow, so it took more energy in return.
'Weird that the skill didn't say anything about being able to power up the arrows, but I'll take the system being vague if it means that it will be lenient.'
Refocusing on the target I released the arrow.
Two things proceed to happen that I wasn't even remotely expecting.
First, the light arrow flew way faster than my hand summoned bolts or the normal wooden arrows as it zoomed towards the target with blinding speed.
Two, it hit the bullseye dead on. Unlike all my other shots which had ringed around the inner and outer circles, this one hit dead center.
What the hell? Why did I hit the bullseye of this target when I couldn't do it yesterday while practicing?
What was different?
'The light arrow!' I realized, 'It takes the power of a black hole to bend and restrain light. Of course, a little wind and Earth's gravity doesn't induce any sort of drop or resistance on it.'
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Skills leveled up!
Light Arrow, Lvl (2): A bolt of pure light shaped like an arrow.
-50 dmg per arrow / 45 mp per arrow
Archery, Lvl (6): The art of shooting projectiles with a bow.
-6% bonus damage
-I love the sound of a good 'thwack' in the morning.
So I could level up skills simultaneously if I was using both of them at the same time huh? Now that was useful info, I could save tons of time in the future instead of spending hours just on individual skills.
It also seemed that level ups varied between skills. My archery was giving even more bonus damage while the light arrow was now cheaper.
"You have photokinesis!?" Annabeth nearly wheezed as she appeared next to me.
I shuddered at the look she was giving me. The gleam in her eyes reminded me of the one's researchers or scientists gained when a new and more interesting subject appeared before them.
Must be an Athena thing.
"Photo-ka what?" Percy attempted to say as he looked back and forth between us.
The blonde girl turned around and sighed.
"Photo-kin-esis." She sounded out for Percy, "It means that he can manipulate light by will."
"Oh." Percy said putting it together, "Why didn't you just say so?"
I suppressed a snicker as Annabeth glared at him. Even as twelve-year-old Percy was capable of pissing people off without even trying.
Truly a master who I had much to learn from.
"So how exactly does it work?" Annabeth questioned me after she finished glaring at the son of Poseidon.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean how do you summon it. Are you simply taking and shaping light from your surroundings? Or are you actually using your own energy and transforming it into the light you use?"
Well, I wasn't exactly expecting those questions from a twelve-year-old.
Though I'd never really thought about it. Where was my light coming from?
'Am I actually converting the mana straight into the light? Or am I using the mana to simply shape the light from the surroundings? If I'm doing the later would it actually be more efficient to find a way to directly convert my mana to light?'
So many questions.
"Well actually-" I said before stopping myself.
Wait a damn minute.
"Why do you want to know?"
That one caught Annabeth off guard.
"O-oh uh…" She stammered, "I was curious?"
Maybe I would have believed her if I had been anyone else. But knowing what she did to Percy during his first game and the fact she was the best strategist at camp stopped that dead in its tracks.
"You want to know about my powers so you can counter them if we ever end up on opposite teams."
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+1 to INT!
A blush appeared on her face, "Was I that transparent?"
"Nah, I'm just a bit perceptive." I brushed off.
"So you're the new guy who appeared in a flash of light yesterday right?" Percy suddenly asked.
My attention turned to Jackson, "That's me alright. And you're the kid who killed the Minotaur right?"
The son of Poseidon flinched a bit before nodding at me. The fight still must have reminded him that his mother was gone. Poor kid was dealing with the loss of his mother, an entirely new world, and a camp that wanted nothing to do with him.
And of course, the king of gods wanted him dead as well.
Technically speaking I was going through the same thing, but unlike Percy, I had the privilege to not particularly care. Even if this was a real world and not a game I was relatively detached from it. I had the option to do anything.
He didn't.
Fate had him by the balls.
"Speaking of appearing out of nowhere. How'd you do that?" Annabeth hit me with another question.
"Teleportation." I shrugged, "My father gave me a necklace that would teleport me to camp upon speaking the activation words."
Annabeth's eyes lit up again and Percy sighed.
"Do you still have the necklace?! Can I see it?"
Honestly, I don't think I can recall anyone, even one of those big city rich girls, being this excited overs piece of jewelry. Of course, it didn't help that my memories where scrambled worse than a plate of eggs.
But I think my point was still valid.
I dug the necklace out and tossed the thing to her, "Knock yourself out blondie."
I couldn't tell if she heard my comment or not, but I doubted she cared. As soon as that thing was in her grasp she began analyzing every speck of it.
"What's it made of?" She said with a scrunched up nose.
I raised an eyebrow.
"What's it matter?"
Annabeth rolled her eyes, "It matters because the only way to enchant normal metal is to inscribe runes onto it and even then it needs to be recharged. Only magical metals like Celestial Bronze can be enchanted without the need of runes as they generally recharge themselves because of the magic in the metal."
What the fuck?
Since when did the Greeks know so much about magic? Last time I checked the farthest the series went with pure magic was just manipulation of the mist. They never mentioned enchanting.
At least I don't remember them ever mentioning it.
I guess things were different in this world.
"But I have no idea what this is." She continued, "It's not Celestial Bronze and definitely not Styngin Iron."
Now that I think about it the necklace color is kinda similar to Abyss Watcher. So it's probably the same metal.
"It's Holy Steel." I simply said.
The girl gave me a bewildered look, "Excuse me? Did you say Holy Steel?"
"Yep," I replied.
"What's Holy Steel?"
Shit. I probably wasn't supposed to say that.
'Actually, am I?' I suddenly thought, 'I know there's a ban on the Greeks and Romans knowing each other, but what about the other Pantheons?'
Ah, fuck it. What's Zeus gonna do? Smite me?
"It's a metal forged in Heaven."
I waited for the sky to crack with lightning like it usually did when someone pissed of Zeus, but fortunately it seemed my grandfather was in good mood.
Or he just didn't care.
Annabeth's eyes narrowed, "You mean Olympus?"
"No as in Heaven, the Biblical God's domain."
I went silent and waited and a few seconds so that these two could digest the information.
"The Biblical God?" Percy asked, "As in god with the capital G? He's real too?"
I rolled my eyes. The Greek and other ancient gods were born from a few million human's belief in how to forces of the world worked. Considering how Yahweh received billions within the average business week. I didn't understand how no one person had put it together that other pantheons existed outside of their own.
Plot convenience from good old Uncle Rick maybe?
Probably.
"So how did you get your hands on this stuff than? You're a Greek." Annabeth pointed out.
"I am, but my er… uncle apparently was affiliated with them. Before we were attacked he gave this to me as a way to get the hell out of dodge." I stumbled at first, still not exactly sure how Richard and I were related.
She said before handing me the necklace back, "While this has been interesting, doofus and I have to get ready for his ancient Greek lessons. Gods know he needs them."
"Hey!" Percy yelled out indignantly.
"It was nice meeting you…" Annabeth trailed off as she tried to come up with my name.
"Arthur Winchester" I said,
"I'll see you at capture the flag tonight than Arthur." She said as she hauled Percy off towards their next activity.
'I'll have to keep an eye on them. There's no telling what my presence has done to this world's timeline. For all I know revealing to them that other religions exist could have just altered their fate drastically.'
Which in turn would negate my foreknowledge and may harm me in the future. In hindsight, it may have been a bit of a blunder to expose them to that information. Even if Chiron and Mr.D essential outright said God was real in the first book and second movie.
But for now, I was all alone at the archery range. Everyone was apparently given the day off on capture the flag day in order for the teams to have time to go over strategies and prep. Percy and I were the exceptions though since we are woefully unprepared.
All in all, I had the perfect opportunity to work on some skills.
From what I've seen so far, whenever a skill leveled up it would somehow improve on that skill and it varied on how it improved apparently. Ranging from decreasing the costs of using it, increasing the damage it does, to giving it a new effect.
So while it would be worthwhile to continue to level my skills, I just couldn't rely on a few to get the job done. I'd have to somehow counter gods and monsters of various ages and religions.
I would need a bigger variety. The question now was how to come up with more skills? While I could probably ask Luke or Micheal about some physical or combat skills I could learn, it didn't help me with magic.
Maybe I could just fuck around with my photokinesis and hope I gain a skill from it?
Time to put those earlier theories to the test.
Holding out my hand I summoned a ball of silver light as I had before, but this time I focused on expanding it until it became the size of a basketball.
All the abilities I currently had were offensive in nature. So it was time to make a defensive one.
The hum of energy under my skin intensified as I willed the ball of light in front of me and flattened it into a large square in front of me.
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New skill created: Light Shield
Light Shield, Lvl (1): An energy shield imbued with the properties of light and will a certain threshold of damage before breaking.
- Costs 50MP to cast.
Bitchin. I might not be able to fight with a sword for now, but anything that got passed my bow and arrow to engage me in close quarters would be delayed by this thing for a bit.
This was going well. With all these skills I was building I'd be able to survive capture the flag, hopefully, kill the Hellhound to get claimed, and than…
Huh.
I had no idea what to do after that. It never really occurred to me that I had no true goal, I mean killing Magdaran was technically a goal, but I really didn't give a shit whether I eventually did or not. The only thing that drove me to accept to quest was that stupid penalty and getting the system to leave me alone for a bit.
So what was my goal? Become powerful? Well yes, but that was too general. Hell, that was essentially just going to be a requirement to exist in a world where supernatural enemies were just waiting to clap my cheeks for being a demigod.
Become a god? Eh, that's got to become boring after a while. Especially with all the rules they apparently have to follow.
Save the world from evil and help Percy defeat Kronos and Gaea? Not much of a choice considering they would just kill me afterward even if I sided with them.
But suddenly a thought occurred to me. Whether the world was simulated or real, in the end, I was essentially a video game character. And what was the point of a video game?
To survive and have fun.
"You know what, that doesn't sound too bad."
Olympus:
Mount Olympus. A name ingrained into centuries of western culture. Known as the throne of the gods and the source of their power, it has existed for millennia as the manifestation of the West's ever-burning fire.
Temples and mansions that were made with a variety of precious metals lined the mountainside until the very top, where a grand temple made of pure white marble and gold stood.
This specific building was where to gods would convene during the winter solstice and for other important matters that needed to be discussed.
Such matters included; who mother Rhea loved the most, why Apollo thought doing tricks with the sun wouldn't cause one of the hottest summers on record, and even occasionally bet's on which of the big three would be the next to break their promise.
Of course, that last one was usually a side discussion that was discussed while Zeus and Poseidon were arguing.
Now the meetings were not always about frivolous things. Sometimes, such as the current meeting, things like Why are the two most powerful Olympians threatening to kill each other? where discussed.
"You dare to continue accusing me of stealing your bolt!?" Poseidon roared as
Olympus shook slightly.
"Yes, I do brother." Zeus snarled from his golden throne, "This is not the first time you've plotted to overthrow me, but I swear it shall be your last."
The two most powerful Olympians had been arguing for days, ever since the solstice when the king of the gods has found his master bolt stolen.
And of course, the first thing he had done was blame Poseidon. Who in turn took offense by such an accusation.
"And what does that mean brother?" Poseidon snarled back.
"I'm sure you can figure it out."
Meanwhile, the Queen of the gods was massaging her temples in an attempt to stop the mother of all headaches from coming on.
It was days like this when she contemplated how peaceful being trapped in her father's stomach had been.
"Peace brothers." Hera interrupted their arguing "This is meeting is supposed to be a simple discussion on the status of Olympus and the health of our realms. Save your arguing for the solstice."
She gave her husband a side glance, "Especially since there is no current evidence to suspect Poseidon is the thief and he has yet to do anything drastic."
The god of the sea's frowned at the last part of her sentence. That had been directed at him. His sister may have somehow known that he had a son and was preparing to claim him. How she possibly knew he had no idea, but he'd best back off for know.
Least she spilled the beans and sent Zeus into a fit of rage.
Zeus meanwhile simply continued glaring at his brother in silence. He knew his wife was right of course, but that didn't stop the rage that was still flowing through his veins.
Knowing that neither brother would bother even addressing the council now. Hera just thanked Chaos for the small blessing and took the initiative as she had done so many times before.
She scanned the throne room deciding on who to address first.
The twins were discussing something rather quietly. Aphrodite, Ares, and Hephaestus were all arguing. Athena was reading while Hermes was going over charters and Dionysus was glaring at his glass of coke.
Finally, her eyes settled on her sister.
"Demeter, how went this year's harvest?"
The goddess of agriculture perked up, "Oh it was going absolutely wonderful." She said as her brow creased, "Until a certain blonde asshole thought it was a great idea to fry half the crops in the country in under a day!"
"Hey! I said I was sorry." Apollo called out.
Sensing another argument about to form Hera quickly intervened, "And what of you Dionysus?"
"Oh same old, same old." The pudgy god dismissed, "Can't drink wine, can't see my wife, and everyone's children are being a pain in my ass."
"Well, then what about y-"
"Ahem." Athena interrupted.
Hera raised an eyebrow, "You have something to say, Athena?"
The goddess of wisdom snapped her book close, "Why yes I do. Our fellow Olympian forgot to mention the fact that the Minotaur appeared on the borders of the camp."
"The Minotaur eh?" Hermes spoke with slight interest as he intervened on the conversation, "The last time he appeared was when that Washington kid slew him. What possessed him to come near a camp full of demigods that are shielded by a blessing of Olympus?"
"Yes, brother. Any particular reason why one of the most infamous monsters in our history was near our children and why you failed to say anything about it?" Athena questioned in an annoyed tone.
"Besides the fact that I couldn't give any less of a Gorgon's ass about that monster or any of your children?" Dionysus said with an eye roll.
"Yes," Athena said through gritted teeth.
"Because it wasn't a problem. Some new brat slayed him on his way to camp."
"Some new brat?" Athena questioned.
Dionysus snorted, "Did I stutter?"
Athena narrowed her eyes, "Explain."
"What is there to explain? I already said some new brat came in and killed the beast. What else do you want sister?" The god of wine asked in mounting irritation.
Athena shared a look with the only two other Olympians who were paying attention.
"How old was he?"
"I don't know. Maybe 12?"
Athena's blood froze.
"Are you saying a 12-year-old slew the Minotaur?" Hermes asked.
"Again yes. Why the tartarus do you people keep asking for?" Dionysus asked.
'Because a 12-year-old shouldn't be able to beat the Minotaur.' Athena thought as ideas went through, 'Unless they were a child of father or my uncles of course. But even then they'd need to be in their domain to pull that off.'
"What was the weather like that day?" She suddenly asked.
Dionysus sighed and seemed to mule it around in his head, "I believe it was storming that night. It was that huge one that hit the coast two weeks ago."
Athena sighed in annoyance. Of course, the child was either her father's or Posidean's. Those two couldn't keep it in their pants.
The child had obviously gained a boost to their abilities from either the storm or the mass amounts of rain that had been pouring down. Allowing them to defeat the creature.
She exchanged looks with Hermes and Hera. Her brother was shaking his head in amusement while Hera seemed… strangely calm at the possibility her husband had fallen off the wagon again.
Perhaps she had already suspected it and this conversation had confirmed it?
Meanwhile, the rest of her fellow Olympians hadn't even bothered to pay the slightest bit of attention to the potentially game-changing revelation that the conversation had revealed. Even Zeus and Poseidon, who were sitting right next to Hera, hadn't even bothered to break from their staring contest.
The brothers where probably embroiled in a mental screaming match as to get away with their previous discussion instead of incurring Hera's wrath.
It was situations like this that had Athena questioning whether or not the members of this council where gods or children. Because they definitely had the attention spans and awareness of the later.
With a sigh the goddess of wisdom leaned back in her throne, she would keep this secret quiet for now and start making plans should the child survive to their 16th birthday.
And speaking of secrets.
Her eyes drifted to the twins, who seemed to be arguing in fevered whispers.
Since when did those two keep quiet when they argued?
Arthur:
"Your job is so simple that even a lobotomized monkey could pull it off," Annabeth instructed as she shuffled Percy and me towards our position.
Like always, the Hermes cabin teamed up with Athena. Which meant that Annabeth and Luke discussed strategies on how to win, such as where to field the swordsman and where was the best position to place the Apollo kids for maximum covering fire. They also discussed the best place to stick the two newbies on their team, which was Percy and me.
It was decided that we'd be placed on the creek to defend the flank. Percy would be the main guard because he was already competent with a sword while I would provide any support I could with my newly issued bow and arrows.
Of course, the real reason Annabeth stationed us here was to draw Clarisse and some of the Ares campers away from their flag by using their grudge against Percy as bait. All the while Luke would break through and capture their flag.
Not that we needed to know that.
"Gee, what high praise." I snorted
Annabeth rolled her eyes, "You both are newbies and mostly untrained. This is the best possible spot for you guys to be useful and out of the way."
'Bullshit.'
"So just stay here, don't let anyone through, and for the love of the gods don't die."
With that little inspiring speech, she tossed her invisibility cap on and disappeared right as the horn blew, signaling the match had begun.
I turned to my fellow demigod, "Well, looks like it's just you and I Prissy."
"Aw c'mon man, not you too." Percy groaned.
Someone didn't like their nickname apparently.
"Tough time with some of the campers?" I asked already knowing the answer.
"Yeah, being the new kids sucks. Doesn't help that I pissed off the Ares kids either."
"Oh c'mon. It's not that bad."
Percy shook his head as he scanned the forest, "That's because you've only been here for a day and you've spent almost all your time with Luke. Just wait till you start having activities with everyone else. They're gonna haze you hard for being the new kid just like Clarisse did to me."
Yeah, how about to no.
"They can try and haze me." I snorted, "But they shouldn't be surprised when they find a couple of light arrows up their ass."
Percy laughed before his face fell a bit.
"Must be nice to already know who your godly parent is." He muttered, "Just wish whoever my dad cared enough to send a sign, or at the very least give me a cool ability like the one you have."
I sighed. This fucking kid. I know he's only 12, but he still had to have basic knowledge of the Greek gods.
Should I tell him? It wouldn't be hard to cover up how I knew it since it was a pretty simple deduction, but it would further muck up future events and destroy my foreknowledge more than my existence already did.
Yet at the same time, it would possibly get me closer to Percy and cement me as an acquaintance at the very least. Which taking into account that he becomes the strongest demigod of modern history and all the action happens around him, wouldn't be a bad idea.
Fuck it.
"Your old man is Poseidon," I said.
Percy's head snapped towards me "What?"
"Your dad." I said, "He's Poseidon."
"B-but how do you know that?"
I rolled my eyes, "It's pretty easy to figure out. Percy, what is Poseidon the god of?"
Percy blinked at me, "Well he's the god of the sea's, earthquakes, storms, and horses. But why does it matter?"
I nodded, "And what happened yesterday when Clarisse hazed you?"
"The pipes exploded in the bathroom and washed everyone out."
"And what happened to you?"
"I was completely dry and…"
"Has water ever acted weird around you before or given you more energy when you're in it?"
"..."
"Percy?"
"I'm an idiot."
"If it makes you feel any better, I don't think Annabeth has figured it out either." I said, "Pretty sure she thinks you're Zeus's kid."
"Why would she think that?"
"CREME THE PUNK!"
'And here comes the peanut gallery.'
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New quest issued!
Quest type: Normal
Help a brother out and defend the creek from a flank by some of the Ares cabin.
Rewards:
Golden Drachma
2,000 XP
Failure:
?
Do you wish to accept?
[Yes/No]
Kind of lackluster rewards. Though I guess I shouldn't expect much for beating up some teenagers.
'Yes,' I mentally commanded to get rid of the screen.
Clarisse and four of her siblings busted out from the foliage on the other side of the creek with spears and swords at the ready. The big ugly bitch herself was standing proudly at the front with her sparking spear proudly on display.
This was going to be a pain in the ass. Percy would get his ass kicked until he got wet and I would be useless once they got past the creek and in close range.
Wait a minute.
The creek!
"Percy," I said.
"Yeah?" He gulped.
"Remember the thing we just talked about?"
"Yeah?"
"How about using the creek to wreck these guys?"
Percy looked at me with a dumb stare, "That would be nice and all. But considering I have no idea how to use my powers and they'll be on us in 20 seconds…"
He had a point. So far he had only used his powers by accident. There was no way under normal circumstances he'd be able to do anything active with them.
Fortunately, it was in no way a normal circumstance with me around.
Foreknowledge told me that Percy, especially young Percy, had an explosive temper problem when pushed. And the boy had given me plenty of ammo to use a couple minutes earlier.
What made it even better was that the object of said anger was charging right at us.
"Well then maybe Clarisse was right about you Prissy boy." I said in a mocking tone, "Or should I just call you pussy boy instead?"
A lame insult I know. Anyone with common sense or above the age of 16 would simply snort at me for such a lack of creativity.
Thankful Percy lacked in those two departments as of right now.
"Grrrrrr." The son of Poseidon growled as he glared forwards.
I readied my bow and took aim with an arrow notched. I wasn't expecting Percy to do much considering this would be his first time using his powers consciously. But even just surprising them a bit would allow me to-
The roar of hundreds of gallons of water rising into the air in a massive wave over the Ares campers gave pause to any thoughts I had on that matter.
I looked over to see Percy grinning like a maniac as he maintained the wave.
"PRISSY HUH!?" He roared as he hurled the wave straight at them.
Huh. Who knew he hated that name so much?
The Ares kids on the other hand just stared at the wave in mute horror as it crashed into and swallowed them whole.
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Normal quest completed!
Rewards:
Golden Drachma
2,000 XP
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Leveled up!
Arthur Arc, Lvl:11
I stared through the pop-up screen at the scene in front of me. The five children of Ares who had been screaming about ripping our heads off not 10 seconds earlier were completely laid out on the other end of the shore.
'Alright, I get that being assaulted by hundreds of gallons of water when you're not expecting it hurts. But how the hell did it completely knock them out?'
Surly demigods, especially the children of Ares, could take more punishment than that?
My eyes suddenly snapped to Clarrises body which kept randomly spasming. It was almost like she had been electrocuted.
My eyes suddenly widened.
'That spear of hers!' I realized.
The stupid thing must have conducted in the water when the wave consumed them. Talk about bad luck for them and great luck for me.
+1 to Luk!
Even the system agreed.
While it was awesome that I'd completed the quest and even got a level up from it… Percy blew my expectations out of the water.
'I know he's an abnormally strong demigod even by big three standards and even more so when angry. But that was just ridiculous for 12-year-old Percy!'
Bringing my attention to him as he basked in his victory I hit him with an observe.
Percy Jackson, Lvl: 15
Title: Son of Poseidon
[HP] - 2500/2500
[MP] - 1000/2200
Percy Jackson is the son of Poseidon and Sally Jackson. Unfortunately, this makes him not only a prime target for monsters and divine deities alike but also the featured star of two major prophecies. But with some luck, skill, and his powerful divine heritage, he might just make it.
Holy shit. No wonder nothing could put this kid down. He was only three levels ahead of me yet his health and power were completely on another level compared to mine. He was going to be an absolute monster at sixteen if he kept up at this rate.
I didn't even want to think what his stats would be by then, especially once he bathed in the Styx.
Speaking of said demigod. Percy was now looking my way and was probably trying to decide whether or not he had enough strength to throw another creek my way if that look was anything to go by.
"Hey man." I said throwing my hands up, "I was just trying to help you use your powers."
He raised an unimpressed eyebrow at me, "By making me mad?"
"It worked in Fairy Tail."
"What's Fairy Tail?"
Oh right. That probably didn't exist yet. It was 2006 I think.
Damn even smartphones wouldn't be a thing for another year. What the hell did people even do back in these days?
Suddenly screams echoed past us as Luke flew by with the enemy flag and a horde of angry campers behind him. As soon as he crossed past our side of the boundary Chiron road out of the woods blowing a conch to signal our victory.
Our side cheered and hoisted Luke up on their shoulders as they chanted his name.
"Looks like we won," I smirked.
"Yeah, we did. But what in the god's names was that?!" A voice yelled next me as the air shimmered, revealing a wide-eyed Annabeth.
"Sup Annabeth," I said cheerfully.
"Sup Annabeth." She repeated mockingly, "That's all you have to say after Percy threw a creek at the Ares team?"
Percy for his part looked abashed and tried to make himself as small as possible. Probably not wanting hurricane Chase to come after him next.
"Oh, you saw that? Well, then I guess introductions are in order. Annabeth, meet Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon."
The blonde girl proceeded to stare at me, then at Percy, and then back at me.
I didn't know what shocked her more. The fact that someone had figured it out before her, or that our grandfather had kept it in his pants for once.
"I assumed it would have been Zeus again…"
"I think we all did."
Suddenly a loud growl echoed throughout the forest silencing everyone who had been cheering.
'Showtime.'
The scene played out almost exactly as it had in the book. Chiron roared for his bow and for the camper's to stand ready just as on the rocks above a black hound the size of a rhino with lava-red eyes that bored into us appeared.
Only this time someone besides Luke had been expecting it.
Before the thing could even jump to take a shot at Percy, I had already thrown away the blunted wooden arrow I had been issued for the match and replaced it with a full-on light arrow. Another mental command went to my interface and I dumped 20 of my 50 stat points evenly into dexterity and intelligence so I could fire faster and summon more arrows.
I don't know how many arrows I fired by the time I was done and I didn't quite care on doing the math at the moment.
All I know was that my new and larger reserves of mana were almost completely gone and the hellhound was already disintegrating from a mixture of arrows from Chiron and I that now littered the thing.
Did the kill still count even if I had help?
"Di immortales!" Annabeth said as she had in the book. "That's a hellhound from the Fields of Punishment. They don't ... they're not supposed to ..."
"Someone summoned it," Chiron said. "Someone inside the camp."
Luke came over, the banner in his hand forgotten, his moment of glory gone if the frown that marred his face meant anything.
Take that you smarmy bastard.
Clarisse yelled, "It's all Percy's fault! Percy summoned it!"
When did she wake up? Last time I checked she was spazzing like a fish.
"Be quiet, child," Chiron told her.
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Normal quest completed!
Rewards:
Your godly parent will claim you.
Oh yeah, baby. See you later Hermes cabin floor!
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You've been claimed!
Suddenly the area lit up slightly and mummers broke out as people started pointing at Percy and me.
"Oh my…" Annabeth stuttered.
'Seems Percy stole the show.' I thought with a slight chuckle, 'Though considering that he shouldn't exist it was understandable. I'm just another son of Apollo. Pretty tame in comparison.'
I stole a glance at Percy's head as a green trident floated overhead before looking up at mine.
Where I expected to be a sun emblem surrounded by a blazing golden aura, instead sat a crescent moon with arrows streaming past that glowed with a soft silver light.
I stared at the symbol with a wide open mouth even as it began to fade. Out of all the things I had experienced in the last few days after being thrown into the world of Uncle Rick, this had to have surprised me the most.
Welp goodbye cannon. I just didn't screw you, I hog tied you down and went straight for anal with no signs of lube.
Not even me revealing the other pantheons or Percy's father came close to rivaling this.
God damn RNG.
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I gave them a mental wave and instead focused on the crowd in front of me. I couldn't tell who they were more shocked at between Percy and me.
"It's been determined," Chiron announced rather nervously.
Weird. I didn't remember him being described as nervous in the book during this scene.
"All hail Perseus Jackson! Son of Lord Poseidon, the Earthshaker, Stormbringer, and Father of Horses."
All around demigods began to kneel.
"Uh, Arthur?" Percy whispered to me.
"Yeah Percy?"
"Your eyes are glowing."
"What?" I hissed back and looked down at the creek below us.
Sure enough, my once pale blue eyes now glowed with a soft silver.
As if the silver symbol with the moon wasn't heavy-handed enough.
"And to Arthur Winchester Son of Lady Artemis, the Huntress, the goddess of the moon, patron of maidens, and the wild."
Well, I wasn't so sure about that second to the last one anymore considering I existed, but I did know one thing.
Richard must have been one hell of a stud.
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