Chapter 1: Tartarus, Allies, and Enemies.

Back to the three goddesses

Hestia stood up stiffly, walked over to the blood covered spear and picked it up. She cleaned the spear with gentle flames, the flames themselves gave off waves of sorrow and despair. Hestia held the spear close to her chest as she quietly sobbed. "Why did you leave us? Me?" She whispered, tears continued to flow freely from blood shot eyes.

Rest of the olympians flashed in to see three crying goddesses. "Honey, I know it hurts but we have to go back to Olympus." Zeus said softly as he tried to pull the Olympian queen into a hug. But, hence the word tried, Hera pushed Zeus away. "GO AWAY!" She screamed/sobbed.

Zeus looked shocked that his wife pushed him away, "Honey, please understand you're needed on Olympus right now" he tried explaining but was quickly silenced with Hera's sobs. Zeus then looked at the other two crying goddesses and decided to just let them mourn, that is until he didn't see the body of the Phoenix king. All he saw was a muddied puddle of crimson liquid.

"Hestia, where is Perseus body?" He asked cautiously, knowing if his sister gets triggered then you might as well blow up earth. Hestia looked back at zeus with Perseus spear tightly clutched to her chest. "We don't know. At first he was in my lap then the next thing we know, he's being sucked into the ground." she stated bluntly before going back to a crying mess.

'Interesting...' Zeus thought then he flashed out followed by the other saddened gods and goddesses, leaving only Aphrodite and Demeter. "If it means anything, we're sorry for your loss" Aphrodite said quietly but filled with sadness. After all, Perseus was her favorite plaything.

Demeter nodded in agreement "Sorry for your lost, sister's." She stated sadly, because Demeter lost her favorite cereal eater. Then, both flashed out leaving the goddesses to continue to mourn from the lost of their loved one.

To Perseus

To Perseus, it felt like he has been falling for days, maybe he has but Perseus couldn't tell. It was hard to tell time when you're surrounded by eternal blackness. As he fell however, Perseus's basic senses returned. Like his sense of smell, which he was greeted with the burning smell of sulfur. His sense of taste, hearing, etc.

As Perseus fell, he kept slipping in and out of conscious. It was getting to the point that he thought he was losing his sanity but that was quickly put down when he saw the approaching light and the sounds of angry howls and screeches of pain.

The light got bigger as Perseus fell into the deepest part of earth, hell. Originally, Perseus thought that he was going to die on impact. So what does a falling person do? They scream and that's what perseus did. He screamed bloody murder to the deadly pit. Just as he was about to go splat, he just stopped.

By stop, I mean, perseus nose touched the sharp ground and hovered by some unknown magic. When Perseus finally realized that he wasn't going to go splat he open his eyes, revealing two beautiful swirling flaming vortexes. But, the force that was holding perseus, decided to drop him. Immediately perseus felt sharp pangs of pain throughout his body from the broken black glass that pierced his hands and face.

Perseus growled before he got up. He started to pull out the shards of black glass, causing blood to flow freely from the wounds. To Perseus, this was nothing, But when you're in hell; any small wound can turn out to be disastrous. Using his phoenix powers, Perseus cauterized his small wounds and push out any remaining glass.

Thanks to his phoenix abilities, the poison like air, that would normally cause blisters and extreme discomfort, actually kinda comforted the young lord. It felt like he belonged here. Maybe it's because of who his mother was? But then again, this place should have been the worst place possible to him. After all, from the myths and knowledge about Tartarus passed onto perseus from Hestia, stated that place adapts to the person's fears and weaknesses.

Once Perseus was done thinking, he looked around to survey his surroundings. There was a quite of few things that really stood out from the rest, like off in the distance. There is a mountain seemed to made up of sharp rocks. It almost made it look like a very huge porcupine. Right above the porcupine mountain was a swirling funnel of red clouds but then again, there was red clouds everywhere Occasionally, red lighting would rip through the clouds.

The ground was made from black broken glass, that would rip through flesh if not countered correctly. Luckily, perseus has his battle boots on. They're made from the same metal as was the rest of his armor, the only difference was that it resembled knights armor.

Perseus saw some rivers of different liquid, most likely the five deadly rivers; Styx, Pethelgon, Cocytus, Lethe, and Acheron. He would definitely have to visit those to pay his respects. Even if Perseus is in hell, he still needs to pay his respects to the godly figures and who knows, they might even lend him a hand or something that would benefit the young lord.

As for the things that really stood out, that would be the end of them. Everything else is either dirt, fire, or some other godly forsaken thing. So, Perseus started on his journey to become stronger for Gaia, Perseus new patron.

First thing first, find a place to live in or at. Because of Perseus phoenix fire powers, he didn't really need any other weapon. But, then again, Perseus has never fought a magical creature before so he might need a real weapon. He will just have to wait and find out.

Perseus begin to trek along the horrible pit, glass crunched underneath his metal boots. He continued to scan the black land for really anything that would be somewhat safe to live in. As Perseus finally found a decent cave that would provide enough protection from any beast that would seek to eat him, hellhounds bursted forth from the shadows.

They quickly surrounded the young lord, who was very surprised. The hellhounds growled and snarled at the young phoenix king, but they never attacked. It was as if they were waiting to be ordered.

Perseus, who has finally recovered from his shock, activated his phoenix powers. Flames licked Perseus palms and swirled around his feet. He didn't want to start the battle, but if these hounds attack him; perseus will fight.

"Relax young hero, my children won't attack you." A angel like voice purred, "you have interested me, young hero. You're the champion of some the most unlikely goddesses and you've gained the favor of my sister as well, so much...potential. I would like to join as well." The darkness started to swirl and slowly formed a women. Black hair cascaded smoothly down her back, ending just above her nicely toned rear end. Her milky white skin contrasted nicely with her black dress; which revealed quite a bit of cleavage and showed off her perfect, unflawed thighs. Her eyes pulsed black, telling how much energy layed inside of her.

Perseus stared at the beautiful goddess before him, his mouth wide open. He resembled a fish trying to get oxygen outside of water. The beautiful woman giggled at the sight of the young lord. "You might want to close your mouth before you catch flies." Immediately Perseus snapped out of his thoughts. "W-who are you?" Perseus asked still shocked by the beauty standing before him.

The women pretended to be offended, "My, my, my...do you truly not know of the great, beautiful Nyx?" Just at the mention of her name, Perseus dropped into a kneel.

"Please forgive my insolence, my lady" Nyx looked actually shocked before slowly she started to smile, revealing pearly white teeth. "Even in the worst place possible, you're still very noble. That's a very...attractive trait." Nyx purred, causing Perseus to shudder in either pleasure or something foreign to the young lord.

"Stand, hero. I want to see you in all of your glory." Perseus did as she said and stood at his tallest before the beautiful goddess. "You're quite handsome" Perseus blushed but stayed silent, "and if you were to become my champion, you would be my plaything and my first ever champion, just like a dear sister of mine." Nyx stated out loud, but it seemed to be directed mainly at herself. "I've decided!" The sudden outburst startled Perseus, "you will become my champion and...occasional 'stress' reliever." Nyx purred.

Perseus tilted his head a little bit "what do you mean by 'stress' reliever?" He asked curiously. However, Nyx just smiled very seductively "That's for me to know and you to find out". Perseus shuddered but didn't know why.

"So how do you make people into your champion? Every god and goddesses has a unique way, for example: Hestia made me into her champion by bathing me in the flames of the hearth. Hera made me her champion by just kissing my forehead. Just recently, I had another but I don't know how they did it. So, how do you do it?" Percy (I got tired of saying perseus) asked curiously.

Nyx's smile, if possible, widened further. "You have to kiss my hand like you would a princess, percy."

"Percy? My name is Perseus."

Nyx shrugged "I have to have a unique nickname for you, since you're so special to me" Percy nodded in acceptance, "seems fair".

"Now, kiss my hand" she said excitedly. Percy walked up slowly to the beauty, glass breaking and crunching underneath his boots, when he reached her outstretched hand; he gently took it with his own hands, knelt before Nyx one more time and ignoring the sharp pain from the glass poking Perseus knee cap, he gently kissed the back of Nyx's hand.

Power surged forth from where Percy's lips met Nyx's hand. The power itself looked like black smoke, kinda like wisps or even dark tendrils. Then, The power started to swirl around Perseus, totally blocking Nyx and her hellhounds view. "hmm it seems the shadows really like Percy…" Nyx's hellhounds barked In agreement. After while, the shadow tornado started to enter the young lord's body.

Once it was fully gone, perseus started to collapse but before he could hit the ground, Nyx caught him. "rest young hero, tomorrow you'll have to start a long journey and face many challenges" Nyx purred into perseus ear, who just cuddled into Nyx's breasts.

Nyx smiled fondly at the young lord "sister, I now see why you chose this mortal for your schemes. He's noble and not afraid of us, even though the olympians were trying to implant bad rumors about us." Then just like that Perseus and Nyx shadow traveled back to Nyx's castle, where Nyx laid perseus onto her bed.

~~Next day~~

Percy's P.O.V

I woke up on something surprisingly comfortable and soft. "but wasn't I in Tartarus?" I asked myself, confused. I slowly opened my eyes to see where I was at and it turns out; I was in a room.

"what the?" I tried getting up but that's when I realized that I wasn't alone. I looked over to my right to see a very nude Nyx clinging onto my arm, sleeping soundly.

I felt my face heat up so greatly, that I was you could have probably cooked something on my face. I tried to unhook the primordial goddess from my arm but it seems, this goddess has one heck of a grip. A grip so good, that she was starting to cut off my arms blood circulation. "L-lady Nyx? Could you please let go of me?" I stuttered out, breaking my usual laid back, authoritative picture.

Nyx mumbled some words about "one more minute" and "roasted chicken", I even tried to shake her awake but that just made her grip harder. I gave out a huff before laying back down beside Nyx then my mind started to think about random things.

"wait a minute….wasn't Nyx married to Erebus? The primordial goddess of true darkness?" The more I thought about it, the more I started to freak out. "Lady Nyx! Please wake up! I really don't wish to anger your husband; Lord Erebus!" I said loudly and urgently.

One of the Nyx's eyes popped open and looked directly at me, "Don't worry..He faded a long time ago.." she slurred from being just awoken, but the information that was given; blew my mind.

How can a primordial fade? How is that even possible, especially since Lord Erebus was the primordial of darkness and I know for sure, that darkness lays in all of our hearts. Even if you're considered pure, there will always be darkness.

"b-but, how is that even possible?" I asked shocked. Nyx yawned before sitting up. Revealing her perky, milky white breast. "To be honest; I don't know. But that doesn't matter right now. What matters right now, is your journey through Tartarus." Nyx said seriously, losing all sense of mirth that she had moments ago.

Once the shock wore off, I started to take notice of her beautiful nude body. "can you put on some clothes first?" I asked feeling blood rush to my face.

Nyx smiled teasingly "what? Is my godly figure distracting you?"

I just nodded before I looked away, still blushing furiously. "wait, does this mean you're still a virgin?" Nyx asked curiously.

"yes, yes I am. A phoenix can't just sleep with any woman. If we do, it can kill us since their not our destined mate. Though, if the Phoenix is strong enough, they can sleep with whoever they wish. But since I'm only half phoenix, I can't do what most phoenix's do to preserve their blood line." I explained, my blood going back to normal.

"that's very interesting…. How do you know if their your mate?" Nyx asked as a dress magically appeared on her body.

I thought about for a second, choosing my words carefully before actually trying to explain to someone who isn't a phoenix or part phoenix, "you start to feel hot, like you're burning up inside. Your heart beat goes crazy. Generally, you feel good but horrible at the same time." I explained, "and the only way you can actually know of their your mate, is when you kiss them. It will feel like you've been shocked by lightning." I couldn't tell what Nyx was doing or what she thought of the information that's never been given out of the Phoenix family.

"would you kiss me than?" she asked as two slender arms wrapped around my stomach, I stiffened up. Slowly the arms turned me around and flaming eyes met pulsing onyx ones. "I need someone to love me, comfort me, and someone I can lean on. Plus, who better than my own champion? Someone who's drawn the eyes of many powerful deities, mainly goddesses." Nyx purred into my ear, causing me to involuntary shiver.

I tried to talk but I couldn't, every time I tried to talk it came out as "yyyosihs" or some other sort of gibberish. Nyx giggled "you are so cute! I just want to eat you up!".

"so about me crossing Tartarus, shouldn't we be talking about that?" I asked as I cleared my throat and pulled away from Nyx.

Nyx pouted "but I don't want to let you leave!"

I smiled warmly at Nyx "It's not like you won't be able to talk to me, but I can't ignore my other patrons demands. Even if I don't know her." Nyx nodded sadly, "okay...I'll let you go back so you can train. But, I do have two gifts for you" I perked up at the mention of gifts.

"firstly, a companion to keep you company through your travels." Nyx snapped her figure and a wolf jumped out of the shadows. "This shadow wolf is very rare breed amongst all of the hellhounds. Her name is Irene, just like your sisters" She stated proudly.

I looked over the female shadow wolf and I imprinted every detail about her into my brain. Her fluffy, raven colored fur. Her piercing red eyes. Even the unique patch of white fur that looked like a phoenix. Her bronze tinted nails and her protruding, glossy white teeth. Most importantly, her size. Irene was at least 9ft high and as long as five fully grown men shoulder to shoulder.

Irene looked up at me and barked before her tail started to wag. "she's beautiful.." I said in awe. Apparently Irene liked to he complimented, because she stood up straighter and her nose higher.

"secondly, a new spear until you can reclaim your old one and some better armor for this horrible landscape" Nyx said as pitch black spear appeared onto my hands; the design of the spear was beautiful, it had red line that spiraled from the bottom to all the way to the blade. The shaft of the spear was made from some sort of black wood and the blade...I don't even know what kind of metal it is.

My armor disappeared before being replaced with a black wolf fur cloak, similar to the lion one Hercules had, and black leather pants with black metal greaves and shoes. The cloak felt magical, so I'm assuming that it will protect me like my old armor did but will stay light like a feather. But, it did reveal a lot of my torso and chest which seemed to make Nyx happy.

As for designs, there wasn't really anything special beside the white patch of fur that resembled a phoenix on the wolf cloak. "thank you, lady Nyx, for all of the generous gifts you have bestowed onto me." I said as I kneeled before her. Nyx smiled at me as she brought up my face to meet hers with a gentle hand. "your welcome my champion and always remember, the night is your friend".

Then I was back at the same place I originally met Nyx. "well Irene, ready to survive in hell?" Irene barked in response, "then, let's survive!".

Sorry for taking so long, I've been really busy between work and school. But, I've finally was able to reach the point in my story that I can stop, so I hope you guys enjoyed it!