The Gatekeeper

Summary: After 5000 years of servitude to Olympus, Perseus is finally released from his oath. Time has taken its toll, however. His tenure as immortal gatekeeper has left the son of Gaea lost and without direction. There has to be someone who could change that, right?

Chapter 1

Ancient Greece - Post First Titan War

A lone man sat in the middle of a clearing, cradling a small object in his arms. He continued to stare down at it, seemingly oblivious to everything else. The small child was sleeping peacefully not making a sound. A trident lay on the ground by the man's feet.

The man's vibrant green eyes glistened with unshed tears. He had no clue what he would do with the small child in his arms. No matter where he went, he would be in danger, although bringing him back to his home would most likely be the safest option.

After a few more minutes the man stood, picking up the trident as he did. He looked down at the child in his arms one more time. "Don't worry." He muttered to the small child. "I will protect you. My son. My Perseus."

16 Years Later

The man's green eyes shined with happiness as he watched his son spar against his teacher. After bringing him back to Atlantis sixteen years ago and raising him, he had grown into a proper warrior, capable of besting most of the minor gods in a fight.

Although, the smile quickly dropped from his face as he remembered why he was here. He continued to watch as his son tried to force his teacher to surrender. But in the end, the master swiftly disarmed the student and forced him onto his knees, defeating him once again.

"You have improved Perseus." The teacher started, "But you are too eager. You must have patience or you will rush into the fight and be defeated before you even have a chance to fight." Perseus just let out a laugh before nodding his head in acceptance. He moved to pick up his sword when he noticed the man standing in the corner of the room.

"Father!" He shouted before rushing over. The man smiled slightly, "Perseus, I see you are improving." Perseus nodded and placed his sword against the wall. "Yeah, but I still have a long way to go."

The man nodded, "Yes, but you will continue your training another time. For now you must come with me." He said, before summoning his trident to prepare to flash out. Perseus had a confused look on his face, "Too where, father?"

The man stared his son in the eyes for a second, not saying a word. But, eventually he sighed, "To Olympus. You have been discovered by the council, and so Zeus wishes to speak with you."

The man stood in front of the throne room doors. Perseus was standing next to him, fidgeting with nervousness. He glanced over at his son before placing a hand on his shoulder. "Calm yourself. You don't want to act this way in front of the council." Perseus nodded slightly before walking towards the doors.

As he did so, the man was thinking about what had happened earlier in the day, when the council had demanded Perseus be brought to Olympus.

The man was sitting in his throne, idly polishing his trident while the other members of the council fought about pointless things. He was thinking about Perseus and how he should push for him to train more. Just in case anything bad happened. But he was brought out of his thoughts when he heard his name called.

"Poseidon," his brother, Zeus, called. He was staring at him angrily, obviously mad about something. "Yes?" He replied, obviously not concerned with whatever was bothering the king of Olympus. Zeus said nothing for a second, but a small smirk formed on his face, causing an ounce of worry to pop into his head.

"So, when were you going to let us know about your newest son?" Zeus said. Poseidon immediately frowned and sat up in his seat. At Zeus' statement, the rest of the Olympian gods had gone silent, now fully engrossed in the conversation.

Poseidon sat glaring at his brother, not intimidated in the slightest. "When I felt like it." He replied.

Zeus shook his head, "No, that won't do. You will bring him to the council immediately, for I would like to meet him. After all, I have heard an interesting rumor about him." Poseidon's eyes widened. He could not possibly be talking about his mother, could he?

"Yes, I know that you know what I am talking about." Zeus' glare got worse. "I want to meet the son of Gaea."

Poseidon shook his head slightly, clearing his head of the memories. He couldn't afford to think of the past, he had to focus on protecting his son. So, he followed his son to the doors before pushing them open.

He walked slightly ahead of his son, growing to his godly height of fifteen feet before taking a seat on his throne, glaring at Zeus, who looked over at him and grunted before looking down at Perseus.

Perseus stood in the middle of the doorway, looking around the throne room in awe. He had seen many beautiful things, but this one definitely topped them all. The glistening marble and gorgeous decor, complimented all of the thrones perfectly.

Shaking his head slightly, he looked at all of the gods around him. He of course knew who each god was, but he started walking towards the throne at the end of the room. He shivered slightly under the intense glare of the king of the gods, but maintained his posture. Finally, he stopped in front of his throne before dropping down onto one knee and bowing his head.

"My lord, Zeus. You have requested that I be brought to Olympus?" Perseus said, still looking at the ground. As he waited for the god to speak, he could almost feel his body start to shake with nervousness.

"Yes." Zeus finally said, "I wanted to meet my brother's newest spawn. Although, I have one question for you." Perseus nodded his head, "What is it, my lord?" Zeus looked over a Poseidon, who had a worried look on his face before sighing slightly. "There have been rumors about your mother. Would you care to tell me who she is?"

Perseus tensed up. He knew who his mother was, and had known since he had turned five years old. Out of all the questions, this is the one question he would have preferred to have never answered, but he knew that he could not deny Zeus.

"Ah" He started, causing Zeus' eyes to narrow slightly. "My mother? My mother is… G-Gaea." As he said the goddess's name, the temperature in the room seemed to drop, causing many of the gods to shift uncomfortably. Zeus frowned slightly as he leaned back in his throne.

"We cannot have a spawn of Gaea roaming around Olympus or anywhere else unsupervised." He started. Once he finished Poseidon shot up, his armor forming on his body and trident appearing in his hand. "I do not care who his mother is. He is still my son and you will not treat him like this." Poseidon declaring, raising his trident and pointing it at Zeus.

Zeus just glared at his brother, "Would you sit down and let me finish?" He declared, raising an eyebrow. Poseidon looked slightly shocked, but grudgingly sat down. Perseus looked up at his father with sadness, he had known that something like this would happen the moment he spoke his mother's name.

"Since you are not only the Earth's child, but my brother's as well, I will offer you one deal. You take it or you die." Zeus warned, looking back down at the young immortal in front of him. Perseus nodded as he waited to hear what his fate would be.

Zeus cleared his throat before continuing, "If you accept, you will become the immortal gatekeeper of Olympus. You will watch the entrance of Olympus, and if any enemy tries to enter, it shall be your duty to stop them."

Poseidon was shocked, he had never expected to hear this from his brother. He let his armor dissolve into mist, while he rested his trident against his throne. Perseus was surprised as well. He had expected to be killed as soon as he mentioned his mother's name, not to be given an official task.

"This way the council can keep an eye on you." Zeus continued, "This is your way to prove your loyalty to Olympus." Perseus nodded, "I accept." Zeus nodded before looking over at his brother. "Good. You start in seven days. Finish your training and gather your things. You better get used to this job. It will be what you live for, remember that."

Present Day - Post Second Titan War

It was a stormy day. Rain poured down from the sky as lightning flashed in the distance. The streets of Olympus were practically empty, with only a few beings walking about. But even so, single form could be seen sitting under a small awning next to the entrance of Olympus.

This form was Perseus, the son of Poseidon and Gaea and the immortal guardian of Olympus. He had maintained this position for hundreds of years, guarding the entrance faithfully and without complaint.

He has watched the entrance from the same position since the beginning. When the entrance was located at the top of Mount Olympus in Greece, all the way until now, where it is located on top of the Empire State Building in New York.

But, even though he has done so, he is rarely acknowledged for it. Even back when he had first received the position. In fact, it had been worse when he had first been assigned to the position. The fact that there was a child of Gaea on Olympus turned almost everyone away. The only thing keeping him on Olympus was the fact that he was also the son of Poseidon, and no one wished to get on his bad side.

The Giant War had not helped him either. During that time most people had avoided him like the plague, including most of the Olympians. After all, why would anyone trust a child of the goddess that was fighting against them. Once the war had ended, the people had stopped completely avoiding him, but would never speak to him. At most, he would receive the occasional glare or snide remark.

Lastly, the position he received truly meant nothing to anyone. It was a useless position with a worthless title. In the time he has spent there, he had never had to help defend against a threat. After all, any being that had the power to storm up to Olympus and the attack was met with the full force of the Olympian Council.

And now, the Second Titan War has passed. Perseus had fought well during the war, taking out many of the monsters that fought for the other side. And once Kronos had made it up to Olympus, he had even confronted the Titan Lord himself. He had even put up a decent fight for a few minutes, but to his dismay, he had eventually been swept aside easily, being forced to recover for the rest of the battle.

After the war, he had heard of the two demigods and satyr who had stormed into the throne room to confront Kronos, who then managed to defeat him in the end. And while he had been happy at the news, this brought himself more trouble than anything.

He was ridiculed and spat upon. The people's dislike eventually grew, until people were actually asking for him to be removed from Olympus. To them, he was worthless, what good was a guardian who cannot even stop a threat from entering Olympus. But not only that, he was defeated in battle and so a demigod had to save the day.

While, Perseus had managed to ignore most of it, the constant harassment did take it's toll on the man. Why is it that he was ridiculed for being defeated, when he was the first person on Olympus to even try to fight the Titan Lord. He knew that most didn't like him solely for the fact that he was a child of Gaea, but he had proven his loyalty time and time again.

But, little did he know, that this day would change his life forever.

Perseus sighed as he stared up at the sky. Rain continued to pour down from the sky, soaking the streets around him. He was seated next to the elevator doors which served as the entrance to Olympus with a small awning above him to protect him from the rain, even though he did not need it.

He loved it when it rained. Being the son of Poseidon it meant that these were the days he was at his strongest. Whenever he came in contact with water, he would feel re-energized within seconds. And there was the added benefit of never getting wet unless he wanted to.

As he sat there, a small beeping sound came from the elevator doors as they opened. He glanced over uncaring as a few immortal beings walked out of the elevator and ran down the street looking for cover to protect them from the rain. He sighed before looking back up at the sky. As he looked up, he reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a small, ballpoint pen. Not even looking down, he lazily started to spin the pen around in the palm of his hand.

He continued doing this for a few minutes before a bright flash to his right interrupted his thoughts. Glancing over, his eyes widened when he saw Hermes, the messenger of the gods. He stood there, tapping away on his smartphone with one hand while holding up an umbrella with the other.

Perseus quickly stood up before getting on one knee and bowing. "Lord Hermes." He quickly said. He did not move from his spot, deciding to no risk angering the god by moving without his permission. It was a good five minutes before the god even decided to acknowledge the kneeling figure in front of him.

"Your presence is required in the throne room." He said, still not looking away from his phone. "Be there in ten minutes." He finished. Without sparing the immortal another glance he flashed away, leaving Perseus temporarily blinded.

Perseus stood up and rubbed his eyes. "I wish they would warn us before doing that." He grumbled to himself. He bent down and rubbed his knee, removing a small bit of dirt. Then he stood up and started walking away, towards the throne room.

Perseus stood in front of the gigantic doors which led into the throne room. Rain still poured down around him, but he stayed dry the entire time. During the walk here he had been trying to figure out why he had been summoned here, but he could think of nothing. Since the Titan War, he had resumed his position and had sat by the door every day. Although, he did have the gut feeling that this meeting was not going to be good for him.

Taking another long breath, he started walking. Placing both hands on the doors, he pushed them open before slowly walking inside. The doors automatically shut behind him as he looked around the throne room in awe. He had been in here many times before, but each and every time it seemed like it was his first time walking in here.

The Olympian thrones sat in the shape of a "U", with Zeus and Hera's thrones at the end of the room. As he continued walking forwards, with only a few gods even acknowledging his presence. The first was his father, who was sitting in his throne, holding his trident in his right hand. He had nodded towards Perseus with a grim smile, which had done nothing to encourage his son.

The next was Zeus, who was staring down at Perseus with blazing, electric blue eyes. He was twirling his master bolt in his right hand, which would occasionally shoot off sparks in random directions. The last was Hestia, who sat in the middle of the room by the hearth. She held her hands over the fire, occasionally using a small poker to create more flames. As he walked over, she gave him a small but reassuring smile.

Seeing Hestia, Perseus felt some of his nerves disappear, but most remained. He stopped walking once he was standing in front of Zeus' throne. Without looking up, he knelt down and bowed his head. "Lord Zeus, you summoned me?" He questioned, uneasiness flowing through his body.

Zeus did nothing but stare down at the immortal with an uninterested glance. He glanced over at Poseidon, who was staring at his son with sad eyes. "Yes." He finally answered. Looking back down at the immortal below him, he sighed. "Stand."

Perseus slowly stood up before looking up at the king of the gods. Zeus stared down at him with his intense glare, causing Perseus to shiver slightly, but then straighten and stand tall. "We have summoned you here to let you know that you are relieved of your duty." He said. Perseus' eyes widened and he took a step back in shock. "My lord? What do you mean?"

Zeus sighed again before dropping his master bolt into his lap and leaning forward slightly. "We have come to the conclusion that you are no longer needed to serve in that position. You are now free to live your life how you wish, as long as you remain loyal to Olympus."

Perseus stood staring up at the god in disbelief, he could not believe that this way happening. He had served Olympus loyally for hundreds of years in this position and now they were getting rid of him. He looked over at his father who was staring at him with a sad smile on his face. "I-Is this true, father?" He muttered.

Poseidon only nodded slightly, before speaking. "Think of this as a new beginning. We appreciate what you have done for us, but it is not needed any longer." Perseus took another step back before looking down at the ground. He was being kicked off of Olympus. He continued thinking, his thoughts running rampant. He had no clue where he would go, or what he would do. After all, he had not been down in the mortal world for hundreds of years, so he had no clue what it would look like.

Zeus looked down at the distraught immortal one more time before speaking, "You are dismissed." Perseus looked up at him for another second before nodding and slowly walking away. Hestia stared at the boy sadly, but did not move. As Perseus reached the doors, he felt a hand grab his shoulder.

Turning around, he saw his father standing there with a grim smile on his face. "I am sorry Perseus. You have done a great thing of these years, but it is no longer needed. Only demigods use the elevator now, and we have the other man at the bottom holding onto the key to Olympus at all times. We no longer need anyone to guard this side of the entrance."

He saw the disappointment in his father's eyes. He had accomplished nothing. He was a failure, and he acknowledged it completely. Perseus' only response was a slow nod before turning around and walking out of the throne room. His thoughts were running rampant. On one hand, he was devastated. He had held this position with honor for centuries. Back when he had first received it he would fight off any monster that had tried to climb the mountain and attack the grand city. But the monsters had not been able to that for hundreds, if not tens of years now.

But on the other hand, he was actually excited. He had always had a small dream to go and explore the mortal world, since he had only been able to for a short time before receiving the position. While guarding the entrance he had only been able to get the occasional glance of the world below by looking over the edge of Olympus. Now he would be able to see it for himself.

Finally, he reached the elevator, and pressed the button that he had seen so many others press before him. After waiting for a few minutes, the doors finally opened with a small beep. He slowly stepped into the elevator before looking at the buttons on the inside. Clicking on the only button that was in the elevator, he watched the doors close in front of him, sealing his fate.

Perseus was in shock. He had never seen anything like this. It was around dusk when he left the elevator. He was stunned when he finally walked outside. Buildings towered above him, looking like they reach the clouds. Tall poles, with what he could only guess were lanterns were placed all over the place, providing light. He wandered aimlessly, easily getting lost within the first ten minutes of being down in the mortal town.

He watched as people walked around him, tapping little boxes they held that seemed to produce light. He recalled Hermes having one earlier in the day, but he did not know what it was. Also, as he walked, a bunch of what seemed to be some new type of chariot without horses would race by, at speeds he had never seen before.

As he continued to walk, the amount of people that surrounded him got smaller and smaller until it was only him on the road. He eventually found himself watching a squirrel eat out of what seemed to be a metal barrel of trash.

A loud bark then interrupted his thoughts. Turning away from the squirrel he noticed what looked to be a small pup barking at him from across the road. He had not realized it until now, but he realized that the solid gray material on the ground must be some form of new road.

He looked at the puppy one more time before stepping out onto the road. As he was making his way over to the small animal a loud noise startled him. As he turned his head to look, he felt a sharp pain in his side before he heard a large snap. He felt himself get thrown before landing painfully on the ground. As he landed, his head slammed into the pavement, causing him to see stars before he rolled a few times before coming to a stop.

As he laid there groaning in pain, he heard what he thought were footsteps getting closer to him. He continued to stare up at the sky, his vision slowly dimming, when he felt someone place a hand on his shoulder. "H-Hey! Are you okay?"

He tilted his head slightly, and as he felt himself losing consciousness, the last thing he saw, was a pair of beautiful kaleidoscope eyes.

Alrighty, How did you guys like the chapter?

This story is a collab between PurplePirateofProcrastination and I. So definitely check out his stories if you haven't already.

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