ABOVE IS A PIC OF REYNA
EDITED BY BlueHood7
Once there was a family. A happy one. This family was truly strange in the way it was made. The man was all but different from the woman, they met at a river, the Hudson to be exact, and given the time they were best friends.
One day the man, without knowing, magically had the woman bear a child. He left thinking not much would change when he returned.
Two years later he visited the woman and saw a boy with her. He immediately asks for an explanation and she told him what happen. Baffled, he looked at the young boy. He was two years old, having been born in a week, he had deep sea-green eyes like his mother and dark hair from both of them. Little did the man know his family will be torn apart from him.
The man was Loki, the woman Sally Jackson descendant of Monetary goddess memory, pharaoh blood of Cleopatra, daughter of Poseidon. The boy, Perseus Jackson, a descendant of Monetary goddess memory, pharaoh blood of Cleopatra follower of Sobek, Legacy of Poseidon, and son of Loki.
Percy's P.O.V
Pain.
That was all I could feel as I stood before a grave marked Sally Jackson R.I.P
Useless.
I could of helped if I came faster when those... Things invaded New York. Everything was going great, just as planned. Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, linked all those blasted creators souls to one in the mother ship when Iron Man took the nuke in there.
Everything was fine, I had to stay longer to help with the mist, being a son of Loki and all. When I came back I remember my best friend Annabeth in the Loki's cabin as she said those words
Percy... I'm... I'm sorry... It's your mom... She was killed... Those guns got her... Percy
Those words resounded in my head. I opened my eyes in my room, thanks to mist travel, as I opened a drawer and took out a green pawn. Memories flashed through my mind
I was two and my dad, Loki, was smiling at my mom on a couch as he hugged her, letting her rest on his chest.
My mom smiled... She looked happy... She said "Loki watch Percy, I've got to make dinner"
"Of course my queen" my dad stated
My dad took me and put me in his lap saying to me " Now if we are to rule these mortals we are to remember that You are born with great power and that you deserve a throne, daddy's going to get one to pass to you but you must learn to rule with an iron fist. If you do not, people are going to look down at you... Call you a monster... Take away what's rightfully mine... I mean ours now." His eyes held great sadness.
I would just gaze at him not knowing what to say
"I don't understand, daddy "
"You will soon one day... Power... It protects what you wish to have as yours"
I closed my eyes, slowly sinking into a chair near a nightstand
Mom and dad were fighting... Again
"I refuse to have my son raise up thinking bitterly that he should be king, I want him to be a happy hero," mom shouted
"Could you have him hurt in this petty game of heroes, he will be better off as a prince and then a king, Sally... I wish to protect him from harm," dad tried to reason.
"No, not this way" mom pleaded
"You can not stop me from preparing our son," said dad
"Then get out... GET OUT NOW"
Dad quickly opened my door and hugged me saying "I will be back soon your mom needs some ...space... I will return in the morning then I will teach you that game you call chess that you pester me to teach." he ruffled my hair, smiling and handed me a green pawn "get some rest".
That night a fire was spread in the house by some people with one eye, they sound like my dad, my mom had to leave. when the house burned down my mom was in despair.
"He'll think we're dead and never come back" she lamented
When I heard that I quickly yelled out "DADDY, COME BACK" I stuck to the ground crying and took the green pawn out of my pocket.
He never came back to teach me chess.
I was out in the dining area eating some food. I looked at the Poseidon table where... My mom was supposed to be there. I quickly moved my attention to the Athena table, before I started to cry, and looked at my best friend Annabeth. We've been friends ever since we were eight, the year I went to camp half-blood.
I was sent there because my mom decided she would help the world as a demigod searching for demigods.
At camp, at that time, they...
Well, they looked down on me, they hated my dad and did not trust me, of course, they never told or showed my mom. I immediately took the hint and started to avoid them for two months in camp, it started to work but Chiron told me that if I am to be a hero I was to train.
If Chiron knew how the campers were treating me he would have never said that,
Wanting to please him because he trained my mom I decided to go to the arena. Worst idea ever. Immediately the Ares cabin scorned and mocked me, refusing to train me, they were mad over a little toilet accident I had with them when they tried to put my head in there.
Everyone avoided me, all I had were the things mom brought from my old home and the woods. I made a friend named Grover but he was busy as well. One day as I was playing in the woods I was quickly frightened when I heard a human voice.
"Hi"
I quickly turned to see a girl with blond hair and a tan, she had gray eyes that sized me up. Taking my moment as silence to continue she stated
"The name's Annabeth chase, yours?"
That was the start of an awesome friendship. After lunch I decided that staying in camp will only cause me some pain, I went to Chiron.
"Chiron I was wondering if I could go to Brooklyn to see my "ahem" other friends"
Chiron started at me with his sad eyes stating
"Come back before campfires and be safe my boy, I understand that you are in great sadness but you must learn to prevail and be strong."
I guess I should explain why I hang out with Egyptian, well me and Carter met not long after my first battle, the battle of labyrinth, we quickly fought some crocodile, long story, and became friends. Later on, after the second giant war, I met this blonde girl name Jaz, I learned something even my... Mom... Did not know at the time,
I had the blood of Cleopatra (so did my mom) and then I saw Carter again, we found out that I was a follower of Sobek even though I had a rough time with that guy. Turns out he's not so bad once you learn about him, I mean yeah he's short-tempered but the guy hates being controlled, which I could relate, and he believes in a strong leader. Then again he believes the weak should die instead of train to be better. One thing leads to another so now Roman, Greece, and Egyptian are now allies. Well, this day can get better, I mean an ADHD kid in a room full of history and magic, what more could a son of Loki ask for.
A.N- this will be after the dark world, but please pretend the Frigga never died but was injured greatly. Also that after Loki faked his death and sat on the throne to talk to Thor one last time, that he fled.
Thor's P.O.V
I had looked up the throne at my father, this time. I was called because my brother is not dead. Strangely my mother was not surprised, of course, she knows Loki well enough to of see that coming. Loki was quickly captured and now instead of being sent to the dungeon, he will be placed under house arrest to be closely watched, much to Sif's protest, saying he was a danger.
Loki was placed in his room and now I stand at the entrance of his door and knock.
As I enter the room I looked around at the objects was definitely Loki's. I asked "Brother, is the palace treating you well?"
He replied, "By all mean, I love the looks the guards give me and that fact that every time I move a spear pointed at me."
"Is it not better than the dungeon?" I reason with him
He was silent.
"Brother, please, what happened to us? We were so close, just give me a chance" I plead
"I am not willing, but, mother, being in recovery would try" he stated
"Are you saying yes?" I asked
"I'm saying don't disappoint," he said with a faint smile on his lips
I looked at his desk and noticed a picture of him with... A woman!
There was a boy in his arms, just a toddler. "Who is this?" I question as a took it and showed it to him
He looks up from his scroll and saw the picture, quickly angry, he snatched it away from me and said: "You do not need to know."
"Brother, you can trust me," I said in a quiet voice.
He stared defiantly at me but then all of a sudden his shoulder snagged and his eyes held great sadness. "she... the woman... She was someone I loved... the boy was her... my... our son."
I was stunned. "How are they?" I asked in a dazed voice.
"They- they died 14 years ago, killed by Cyclops, I killed the cyclops painfully, but the house burned down with them in it." He seemed greatly distressed
"I am sorry. What were that names?" I tried to comfort him.
"The woman was Sally Jackson, she was truly a queen among women. I admired her because she is both firm and stubborn. When I meet her I told her to bow to me, she came up to my face and slapped me." He laughed and continued "The boy was Perseus Jackson, but when he was little and tried to say his name he said Percy and that name stuck to him. He was always full of curiosity and loved to hide about. He was so young... innocent, he always called me his daddy, he was a joy to me."
After Loki finished reminiscing, his eyes full of pride, I found it hard to believe this was my brother who attacked New York or even stabbed me.
When he realized that, he quickly composed himself and said: "Of course I'm boring you, the door is behind you."
I was in a daze when I walked out of his room, I summoned a portal to Midgard to meet the Avengers.
I was first welcomed by Stark, he's so surprised that he fell off his chair. He smirked and said "Well, Point Break, just in time, I was about to head down to the meeting"
"What meeting ?" I questioned
"Well we have some new allies that apparently have awesome powers and Fury and the rest of the team are going to meet someone to go deep in all the plans and blah, blah, blah. You get the point." He replied
Not more than 20 minutes later, I was in a room with the rest of the team
"I want you all on your best behavior when the person gets here, that means Tony sit away from Dr. Banner, Agent Baron do not shoot, and Thor inside voices." Fury said
"Chill fury, who is this guy coming to meet us anyway?" asked Stark.
"That would be me."
We all turned to see a middle age man with a caduceus, he had a salt/pepper hair.
"You may call me Hermes or Lord Hermes" he stated with a smile and mischievous filled eyes as he saw me "Thor, been a while, got anything worth stealing with you"
"Oh no," I said with worry