Chapter 19 - Two Types Of Elephants

I'm not sure they knew

Should I tell them?

Stirrings of the girl power movement have arisen in the dark

Nah, I probably shouldn't.

If they know, they just might kill all females.

Yeah, I definitely ain't telling them.

But damn, the story's funny as hell. Hope it was funny for you reading it too.

We laughed and laughed until we remembered the chained Primordials.

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Primordial Council? 

HA!

More like Clowns Council.

Then I remembered I had an outstanding question, 

"Why did Time and Space not become part of my elements?"

Chaos rolled his starry eyes and face palmed before he answered, 

"Since they are not part of your domains means that the majority obviously doesn't believe that they are elements, people believe that they are the two fundamental laws of the Universe… which they are. Don't be stupid Percy", he sassed, his legs on the arms of his throne and his head on his palms looking at me like an idiot.

Fuck you Chaos!

"Ok! Ok! My bad, I didn't think of that", I replied. I summed everything I've learned today and told them, 

"So apparently I'm this overly powerful inexperienced primordial that has hold over most of your domains and is too powerful to show emotion or I might destroy a planet? So you mean I have to cultivate the Great Emotionless Scripture?"

They laughed.

"Leave it to you to make a situation like that funny", said Hemera smiling.

"Thank you, thank you… Well, I try my best", I replied with a proud smile on my face.

"I'm not gonna be a hypocrite and promise that I'll never use your domains against you", I looked at Gaea, Aether, Erebus, Ouranos solemnly, "so don't let your emotions get the better of you and turn to the dark side", I smiled.

Well, that spoiled the mood, I thought.

Gaea and Tartarus shifted in their thrones guiltily.

They laughed and promised they won't.  

I nodded.

"If that's all -", Chaos said until he was interrupted by a startled Tartarus.

"Emm guys, we've got a problem, Kronos and the Titans and Porphyrion and the Giants have all escaped Tartarus with a large army of monsters, they are going to wreak havoc on Olympus and this time…", he gulped, "they're working together", he continued solemnly.

He gulped? 

A primordial gulped? 

For a bunch of measly Giants and Titans? 

Oops!

Has the since- I'm -so -strong- now- every -other - beings- are- now- ants- to- me disease started affecting me now?

I?

The most humble Demigod to ever live?

The one that never agreed that I accomplished great things alone?

Always saying that if not for so and so this wouldn't be accomplished?

Has power changed me that much?

I refuse to be that guy. I refuse to let power change me, at least not that much.

I looked up to find them all looking at me with Chaos with a smiling look in his eyes as if expecting me to understand something.

"Uhh, why are you guys looking at me?", I asked.

They kept on looking at me pointedly until I got tired.

"Look, peeps, looking at me won't make me get your point if you don't explain and besides a bunch of males looking at me like meat dangling in front of a dying man gives me the creeps… oh! Not you ladies, keep on looking, this face ain't gonna look at itself you know?", I told them caressing my face.

They facepalmed. 

"You are the only one not bound by ancient laws", said Chronos rolling his eyes.

"So?", I sassed. They rolled their eyes at me.

It better not be what I think it is! 

They wouldn't!

"You are the only one that can help them", said Gaea, "I may not show it but I love my grandchildren and great-grandchildren dearly", said Gaea.

Is she really saying this to me?

I looked back to check if maybe there was a Percy from the main universe there. No one was there.

So she really was speaking to me.

To me!

I just felt it was a good idea for Chaos to block my powers. I might have gone supernova on this bitch.

I looked at the other Primordials too, they looked at me with pleading eyes.

Point of correction, I might have gone supernova on these bastards.

After all that… They want me to save those self-righteous bastards? 

After what they did to me?

Come on people, I'm Percy Jackson, not Saint Percy Jackson.

I can't.

There are two types of elephants in the world. One, when bitten by ants, they barely feel it and ignore them, literally seeing them as ants.

Two, the one that takes revenge for every single grievance either unknowingly or knowingly. Take, for example, an ant bites the number two elephant, he probably feels a little scratch on that spot on his back, goes over to a tree, and scratches his back using the tree trunk… boom! The poor ants dies. He died unknowingly. 

I think I'm more in the middle, I don't want to bother with them and part of me still wants to take revenge. My targets of revenge weirdly enough are not the Olympians, they are… 

What's that dude's name again? 

John? James? Luke? 

Ah-ah, Jake and Hercules!

The Olympians and Camp Half-Blood were used as weapons to destroy me. 

Think about this, a random dracanae attacks *insert a name* and he/she brings out Riptide…

Ssssss!

The dracanae slithers backward in fear, 

'That Ssssword, Anaklussssmossss! Where did you get it? My lassssst sssight was of this cursssed sssword piercing me!', her pupils dilated from fear.

From that scenario, what did you understand?

She hated the weapon that caused her death.

Thinking of those weapons I get partial PTSD.

{A/N:} Seeing TheRaven and DaoistFrq sending powerstones frequently gave me a guilty conscience, I won't lie