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Percy Jackson and the Game (оригинал)


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28.03.2018 — 29.03.2018
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Percy is given the gift of the Gamer turning his life into a video game with levels, dungeons and skill points. Now Percy, armed with this amazing ability, sets out to prove himself to the world of the gods and humans by becoming the best at he can be and fulfilling his destiny. And eventually maybe even find love. Swearing, OP Percy, oh and REVIEWS!
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"Why do you think demigods can dream into the future Percy?" The god circled Percy like an animal about to pounce, "why do you think that they know what's going to happen before it does? You don't dream....but surely you have heard of others dreaming about the future?"

"I-I...."

"Don't deny it," Morpheus waved his words away, "do you know why they can dream the future? Because the Fates allow them too, through me they show them the future...and now I know it as well."

The shadows began to change, they displayed images, frightening images. Percy saw the white house burning, he saw the city of San Francisco flooded, he saw forests burning and the sun blackened by a crescent moon. And then the images turned. He saw New York, his own city. Olympus no longer floated in the sky, it had crashed into the ground, cracking the ground below.

The city of the Gods was destroyed, its buildings reduced to ruins found in modern Greece. The throne room was destroyed, the thrones of the Gods reduced to dust. The flames of the hearth was put out by a pile of bodies. Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, Demeter, Apollo, Hermes, Hephaestus, Dionysus, Demetre, Hades and so many demigods were piled onto the pit where once the Hearth of Olympus once burnt.

And sitting on top of the throne was a man dressed in black. He wasn't a giant, he wasn't even a God. Percy blinked as the shadows revealed the thing that had done this, the monster that had destroyed Olympus and everything he loved. The man stood up and removed his helmet revealing a demigod.

The youngest son of Poseidon. The boy who brought back Zeus' lightning bolt, the boy that had dived into Hades to bring back his mother. The boy who had fought a monster beyond Earth and saved lives. Percy saw himself, and dropped his weapons in horror.

"N-no," he whispered as the shadows died away. Percy had been transported, he now stood in front of the giant hole in the purple wall he had created, but he didn't even realize it.

"Do you see now Jackson?" Morpheus appeared in front of him unarmed with his wings folded, "do you understand now why I don't believe you are capable of saving anyone?"

"T-that isn't me," Percy muttered, "i-it can't be."

"No...it is," Morpheus sounded sad, almost guilty, "that's why I did this. Not just to save them from the war....but to save you from becoming that."

"You're lying."

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes."

Lie failed!

"Percy....I'm sorry. But....but we can stop that from happening. I can stop you from becoming that thing."

"H-how?"

Morpheus placed his hand on his chest, "like this," and suddenly Percy felt a blast of energy push him back. The demigod felt himself being pushed through the hole, he felt the shadows reach out and grab him.

"NO!" Percy cried as he tried to fly away, but the moment he crossed the threshold between Morpheus's realm and into the darkness he was gone. But Percy kept pushing, he kept trying to swim back to the crack in the wall, he stared at Morpheus, who simply watched the demigod struggle.

"Good bye.....Percy," the God snapped his fingers causing the crack in the wall to repair itself.

"No!" Percy pushed harder and harder, his fingers stretched to grab onto the edges of the cracks, but as they brushed against the solid wall the crack disappeared. For a second he felt a solid wall, before even that disappeared. And suddenly Percy was jerked down into the darkness, his screaming drowned out in the numbers of nothing.

In the real world;

Triton looked down, his eyes blinked, "Iris...where's Percy?"

Iris looked up from the miniature rainbow she held in the palm of her hand, "what do you mean? He's right-" she turned around and stopped seeing an empty spot where Percy's body used to be. "What in the world is going on?!"

"I don't know, but I'm guessing it's not good."

GROAN!

The tons of concrete and metal above them started to shift, Triton grimaced as he pushed his will power to the limit maintaining the sphere of water.

"Triton, are you okay?" Iris asked, "reduce the size of the sphere, Percy isn't here...something happened to him, I don't...I can feel...something pulled him away."

"Do you recognize the signature?" Triton asked reducing the size of the sphere to lessen the strain on his mind.

"No, I don't," Iris replied frustrated, "which is not something the goddess of teleportations says on a daily basis." Suddenly the rainbow in her hand started to glow drawing her attention to it, "yes! The charms are down!" She grabbed Triton by the arm and the two vanished in a brilliant flash of rainbow light. The sphere of water disappeared as well causing the debris that was being held up to come crashing down.

The Lighthouse;

Eunomia sighed for what felt like the hundredth time, "she hasn't called...this isn't good."

"Oh would you quit your worrying, I'm sure they're fine," Nemesis aved the goddess concern away.

"Iris would have called by now," Zephyrus, Iris' divine husband spoke up, "or at least sent word everything was going on schedule."

"Maybe she and Triton are having difficulty locating Hypnos' lair?" Hecate suggested, "we all know the bastard likes his sleep."

"Maybe it would be best we try and contact them," Eirene suggested with a hint of worry in her voice, "just in case."

"Agreed," Eunomia nodded taking out a drachma ready to Iris call the two missing minor Gods. But just then a bright rainbow light exploded in the middle of the table as Iris and Triton dropped down in a heap.

"Well....that's something you don't see everyday," Nemesis admitted.

"Iris!" Zephyrus called out as he helped his wife up, "what happened!"

"Hypnos betrayed up," Iris replied groggily.

"The damn bastard tried to blow us into pieces," Triton growled.

"How did you survive?" Eunomia asked in surprise.

"Percy," Triton pointed to the staff, "he had this with him at the time, saved both our lives."

"Where is Percy?" Eirene asked, her worry showed on her face.

"We don't know," Iris admitted, "one moment he was there with us and the next...something happened to him."

The minor God council looked at each other, they were out of their depth here and they knew it. "We need help," Eunomia finally admitted, "we need to inform the Olympians of what happened."

"Aged," Triton nodded and slowly everyone started nodded as well, with Nemesis being the last. Once Iris and Triton were properly treated the minor gods went to Olympus, the smell of war was in the air, and everyone knew it.

Elsewhere;

Hypnos stood in front of a giant circular portal in a large forest with his hands spread out. His eyes glowed white with power as he poured mana into the portal.

"Hurry up Hypnos! We grow impatient!" the titan Hyperion called out. The Titan stood tall and proud, his sword strapped to his right over the stump of his arm.

"It is done Hyperion," the minor god yawned as he put his hand down and walked to the side.

Hyperion huffed as he slowly walked forward and pushed his left hand inside. Feeling no resistance he smiled and walked away.

He moved past the gathered forces of the Titan army. The monsters stood at attention, waiting for the order to move, waiting for their master to proclaim the beginning of the war.

Hyperion walked past the troops and into a tent. He slipped inside and bowed, "it is ready my lord."

The figure smiled, "good. Very good," he stepped passed his brother and into the night. The troops all turned as one and stared. They cried out cheering his name, they praised him, they worshiped him. The titan smiled, he turned to his army, "tonight we fight the first battle to bring down Olympus! Tonight we take away the only weapons the God have! Tonight we take away their children!"

"AH!"

"ALL HAIL KRONOS!"

"Go forth my faithful servants!" the mad titan pointed at the portal, "go forth and bring death to them all! With this we strike first!"

The monsters cheered as they marched towards the portal, going in rows of five like a legion of roman soldiers.

Hypnos stepped up and stood besides Kronos, "and you will keep your end of the bargain?"

Kronos nodded, "once Morpheus and the demigods are gone...you will be the new God of dreams. I swear it."

Hypnos smiled and bowed, "thank you lord Kronos."

The titan nodded. He turned to his marching army and smiled.

Nowhere;

Percy didn't understand why. Why did he turn? Was he truly evil? Did Morpheus lie? No...no he told the truth. Percy....Percy did that, or he would.

The demigod looked around and saw nothing. Less than nothing. And the question came, where was he? Was he to suffer through all of time like this? Aware of everything he did...but be unable to do anything?

He looked around, and suddenly he realised he wasn't nowhere. The ground, it was grey and made out of stone. But it wasn't there before, it...it just showed up and....what is going on?

Percy looked around, and everywhere his eyes feel something popped up. There were pillars around the platform, greek style pillars. There were no walls, just an endless expanse of sky that looked like it belonged during a sunset, and yet there were no stars around.

The platform he stood on...there was nothing else there, no one else there. And just as Percy thought that, someone apparel.

"Well this is a surprise," a figure spoke up from a red velvet couch. It wore a men's suit, but Percy couldn't tell if it was male or female. It's was was stars, galaxies were formed inside with stars dotting the edge of it's frame.

Percy was curious, but before he could speak the thing spoke, "who am I? Well that's a long answer, are you sure you want to know?"

Percy blinked, but before he could speak it started again, "how did I do that? Well simple I know what you are thinking because well I suppose in a way I am you and you are me. But that's too meta for you to understand right now."

Percy raised an eyebrow, he opened his mouth, but once again that thing beat him too it, "yes yes I know you have an INT stat of 150, that's impressive and all that, but this requires wisdom, which isn't as vast. You should really change that you know," the figure chuckled.

Percy blinked, and again before he could speak the figure spoke, "ah yes, I suppose this is getting a bit irritating. Well I apologize, I just assume it's easy for you to understand, but it must get annoying after a while."

Percy began to speak, but stopped, he expected the figure to interrupt him again, but surprisingly did not. The figure motioned for Percy to continue and with a sigh he did.

"Who the Hades are you?" Percy finally asked.

The figure shrugged, "isn't it obvious? I'm the collected human abstract opion system."

Percy looked at the figure, "ah.....sorry?"

The figure shrugged, "Chaos. I am Chaos. And you are not supposed to be here. But, I must admit I'm glad you are. I have been meaning to talk to you. After all every Percy needs a Chaos doesn't he? Such an overdone cliche, but I suppose it must be done."

Guess who's back. Back Again. I'mjusttryingtofindmyway's back, tell a friend. Wow my name is long, I should change it.

Anyway yes, sorry I took so long, but I was stuck, really, really stuck. I was writing shit, like in one draft I killed Thalia off, and in another I killed Kronos off, and then in another I killed Percy off...like seriously, end of the story bye bye. But I decided to take my own time and cooler heads and all that.

Anyway please tell me if you have issues with this chapter, yes it's short, but I felt it was too important to dilute with other shit. Next Ch: War.

IMPORTANT NOTE!:

Alright I'll be honest, it's getting hard for me to track Percy's skills and stats. It's a huge 30 page document, unorganized and a mess. So I'm going to do what any gam designer would, make a patch. Now this is to basically make everything more sleak for me from an organizational stand point, but I am open to suggestions. SO IF YOU WANT TO ADD SOMETHING NEW TO THE SYSTEM I AM ALL EARS! Please PM me, or post a review. I can't garenty I'll put it in, but if I like it I will.

BYE!

Chapter 60

Chapter 60:

Thalia lowered her spear at the far wall of her prison. She channeled her mana into the spear causing electricity to spark down the shaft. She took a deep breath and charged forward, she swung her spear up, the tip collided into the wall, the electricity surging through the wall.

"Shit!" Thalia cursed, she removed her spear from the wall, 'not even a dent,' her mana had surged into the wall, but it didn't have a single scratch on it.

"That won't work," Morpheus' voice called out as he suddenly appeared in the middle of the room. Thalia narrowed her eyes, he looked different, his wings were thinner, his suit was damaged, he had been in a fight.

"Percy's here," she smiled.

Morpheus nodded, "yes...he was. And now he's not."

"Where did you send him?"

"Somewhere nobody could survive," Morpheus explained with a hint of regret in his voice, "such a pity. I really didn't want to do that."

"He'll survive," Thalia spoke up, "he'll survive and he'll come back. Just you wait," the daughter of lightning snarled.

"No my dear...he won't," Morpheus shook his head, "he's gone, dead."

Thalia raised an eyebrow, "riiiight, totally. You do you're talking about Percy Jackson right? The guy who escaped the underworld when he was 12?"

"Yes, that's true...but I never said he was in Hades now did I?"

Now Thalia looked worried. Her anger grew as she growled, "where is he?"

"It doesn't matter," Morpheus shook his head, "he's dead, now the survival of all demigods is insured-"

KAPOW!

Thalia charged ahead, lightning shot through her fist as it collided with Morpheus's chest causing the god to go flying backwards into the room's bed.

"Shut the hell up! Where is he?!" Thalia roared as lightning sparked to life around her. It danced in waves, almost life like, her eyes glowed electric blue, her muscles bulged as the power surged through her.

Thalia jumped into the air and brought down her spear. Morpheus rolled to the side just in time to avoid the attack, causing the spear to break the bed in half. Thalia swung around, using the spear as a pole to kick the god in the chest knocking him on his ass. She pulled the spear out of the bed and leveled at his throat, lighting sparking on the blade, her eyes glowing with held back fury, "where is he?"

"He's dead," came Morpheus's simple reply, he looked at the spear in her hand, "are you going to kill me?"

"I'm thinking about it."

"You do realise that if you do do that this entire realm will break apart and everyone who is asleep will die?"

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