Chapter 3.
Chapter 3.
Time: 21 August 1991
Location:- The Throne Room
P.O.V :- Third Person
Percy stood at the doors of the throne room. Why? Of course, to say goodbye. And then he touched the wall. Yes, a wall. It was an illusion. If a demigod or a God touched it, then only the illusion would disappear, and the throne room would be accessible. The wall shone brightly, and the place where he touched started cracking. Slowly, the cracks started spreading. The cracks spread, and it crumbled to dust.
Stupid drama queen and his antics.
Percy sighed. And walked to the big football field, the dogs. Sorry, the throne room of the gods. No one was present there. Oh. Sorry, scratch that. Hestia was the only present.
As soon as Hestia looked up at Percy and smiled, Percy understood what was wrong with her. She had been crying! Why? Because Percy lost all hope when he was kicked out. And then she shot fire through her poker. And soon, all the Gods arrived. All were battle ready. But when they saw Percy, they quickly snapped their fingers, and the armor and the weapons disappeared. Zeus coughed, which brought attention to him, and nodded toward his fellow Olympians, who all went to sit at their respective thrones. All heads turned towards Percy, which made him uncomfortable.
He sighed and explained what had happened. To say the Olympians were shocked, would be an understatement. They all were fuming with anger. All except, Zeus. He looked like a cornered puppy and also a bit disappointed, as it had been his suggestion to appoint Hercules to camp. The finest were Poseidon, Aphrodite, Apollo, Artemis, and Hera. Zeus nodded toward Hermes, who disappeared and came back in a flash after a few minutes. Carrying a restrained Hercules.
Poseidon was the first one to approach him. He punched Hercules so hard, that his literal jaw unhinged, his skull cracked, and his wind-pipe was closed due to severe medical issues. What a mess! Once Poseidon was satisfied, he went back and called for Mnemosyne, a peaceful titan who was released earlier. She bowed to all the gods and smiled towards Perseus, thanking him again. Percy smiled back politely.
"Titaness of memory, we call you here to check the memories of this good for none god. He is accused of making my son's life a hell in the camp for Greeks. We ask you to check whether he used any power to manipulate all of the campers or not." Poseidon growled at Mnemosyne while all the time looking at Hercules and all of his anger toward him. Mnemosyne closed her eyes and a pair of beams of light from her eyes shot toward the empty area, creating a virtual screen. "Yes, Lord. No, I will make sure that this bloody child of that vixen would not be able to live much longer. I will get his friends to kill him."
"I know you would. But can I trussst that hifriendsssss would kill that boy? I don't want a dissssapiontment. Am I clear?"
"Yes, lord. I will be using my power over my domain of heroes to manipulate the minds of these pathetic campers and soon the boy will be dead." Hercules replied. And then the screen went off. With that, the Titaness of Memory smiled sadly at Percy and flashed away.
"HERCULES! YOU BASTARD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! HIS FUCKING FATAL FLAW WAS PERSONAL LOYALTY! AND NOW DUE TO YOU, ALL HIS HOPE HAS BEEN DESTROYED!" To say that the usually calm goddess of the hearth was in a bad mood would be the understatement of the century. And the gods not expecting this backed away from her by a few inches.
If he wasn't in a bad mood, then Percy would have laughed at the gods. Why would Hestia want to hurt her family? But alas, this was not the day when he was in his usual mischievous mood.
Anyways there was a long speech that why should no one betray the trust of the hero of Olympus and also to never be a disappointment to the gods. Long story short, all gods decided on voting. Those who wanted to use special treatment were Poseidon, Hestia, Hera, Hermes, Apollo, Artemis, and Hades. Simple punishment of eternity in Tartrus was voted by Demetre, Dionysus, Aphrodite, Athena, Hepheateaus, and Ares. And the most liberal way was of life slavery, voted by Zeus alone.
At last the whole camp was called along with Hecate. Her magic was used to cure the campers of their magic placed by Hercules. Almost immediately, Annabeth rushed to Percy but was stopped when he glared at her. Feeling guilty she went back. Percy only greeted Chiron as he was an immortal and so The Dick-head's magic did not work on him. The gods asked for the punishment for the God of Heroes. Half of them asked for punishment in Tarturus and others asked for special treatment. At last Percy just asked for something else. To forgive Hercules and to leave Percy alone for the rest of his life. Free from the gods. Of course the gods had to accept. And so set of Percy, free of his scent, now hidden, and free of worries of people going after him for war tactics.
Oh and just for you to know, the special treatment was the use of the Scythe Of Kronos. I know it was destroyed in the battle of Manhattan. But remember it had fallen in Hestia's hearth? So she could hide it pretty much from everyone.
So, anyway, Our young Mr. Jackson took off to see the world to at last live in peace. Little did he knew about the war that was going to brew 7 years across the world. And that he would be leaving for this war in the next 2 days. Bloody 2 days. Fuck you Hecate.