"Yes....yes, you're right," the being at the head of the table sighed as they sat down in their seat. They looked at the glowing rainbow ball that now showed Percy and his friends eating in the cafeteria.
"Do you think he will help us?" a person asked.
"Honestly, I don't know," Iris responded, "but...but we don't have any other choice. It's either this or Kronos."
"Then we stick with Percy Jackson," the figure at the head spoke, "when should we contact him."
"Not now," a person down the table shook their head, "he is just settling in, let him rest for now. But we need to contact him soon."
"Fine...Iris, I leave this duty up to you," the head of this council said turning to the rainbow goddess, "when you believe the time is right, reach out to Percy Jackson, explain to him our situation and how desperate we are for his help. If you're right, he won't deny us."
Iris nodded, "I understand, and believe me, Percy won't say no to us."
"You better be right Iris," the person looked at the ball and groaned, "a war is coming. And I don't want our children suffering because of it."
This would be the first chapter in the new book, I'm thinking, 'Percy Jackson and the Titan War'. I understand it's a little short than what you people are used too, but I basically spent a lot of my time planning all of this shit out, as you can see it's not going to be the same, I'm introducing a lot of new characters.
The next chapter will be much more interesting, I can promise you that. Until that, chow!
P.s. I'm thinking about starting a new story, now where Jon Snow gets his own gaming powers. Should be a fun concept to apply.
Chapter 54
Chapter 54:
Percy sat in the back row of the class with Thalia to his right and Michael to his left. The three were in a world of their own ignoring everyone else.
"So what's this class called again?" Thalia asked as she chewed on a piece of gum.
"World history," Percy supplied.
"Wow, world history, so interesting," Michael rolled his eyes, the sarcasm was obvious.
"You know Michael it could actually be an interesting subject," Percy told his friend, "I mean maybe we might find out something we didn't know before."
"Oh please Percy, like that will ever happen," Michael shook his head, "I mean how do we even know that the stuff being taught is what really happened?"
"What do you mean?" Thalia asked.
"History is written by the winners," Percy answered, "that's what I think Michael means."
The son of Apollo nodded, "yeah. And as a son of the God of truth I would like it if I wasn't feed bullshit on a regular basis."
Percy rolled his eyes while Thalia groaned in annoyance. "You know Michael if you're really interested in knowing the truth you could just ask one of the Gods," Percy said as he took out a notebook and a pen, "they probably lived through history, I'm sure they would know both sides to any war."
"That they weren't directly involved in," Thalia added, "because then they would obviously be partial one way or another."
Micheal scratched his chin, "hmm, yeah, that does sound like a good idea, but neah! Who has the time for that?"
Percy shrugged, he had to agree on that front. He was personally more concerned about the future than the past, after all what reason does Percy have to be look back? He's not going that way, plus he can't change it. It was just a fruitless effort.
Just then the door to the class opened and a young woman walked in halting the chattering and causing every guy in there, Percy included, to stop and stare.
She had long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail reaching her lower back and a small stack of books pressed up against her chest. Her eyes were green like emeralds with specks of gold near the center. She wore a very tight white blouse that emphasized her massive bust and a form fitting black pencil skirt that showed off her wide hips.
She closed the door behind her, giving everyone there a clear view of her toned ass. She walked elegantly across the room and stood in front of the teacher's chair causing everyone to start to chatter amongst themselves, wondering if she was their new teacher.
Percy looked at her name;
Tanya Jameson, Real life Lara Croft
Lv— 21
Michael whistled, "okay, since when did Aphrodite start attending our school?"
Thalia looked at Percy, "you're drooling."
Percy blinked as he drew his eyes away from the woman, "n-no I'm not!"
Thalia narrowed her eyes as electricity sparked between her fingers, "don't even think about it Percy."
"A-about what?" Percy asked gulping.
"That massive rack of hers," Thalia growled as she shot the still silent woman a jealous look.
"Well now that you mention it...." Percy immediately ducked down avoiding a thunderbolt from Thalia. The lighting hit Michael in the ear causing the son of Apollo to help in pain.
"Yep!" he jumped out of his seat causing everyone to turn and look at him. Michael blushed at the attention, "ah... a bee bit me."
The woman in the front smiled, "really Mr. Yew? Then maybe it would be best if you went to the nurse's office and have that seen too."
"Ah, nah, it's cool, it doesn't really hurt," he rubbed the spot Thalia hit sending a side glare at said demigoddess.
Percy chuckled as he turned to Thalia, "missed me sweetie."
"You are so going to get it from me today," Thalia promised as they turned out the mysterious new woman.
"Now then, I suppose it would be best to introduce myself," the woman suddenly had a piece of chalk in hand, Percy didn't even see her obtain it. She turned and wrote down her name on the board, "my name is Mrs. Tanya Jameson, but please call me Mrs. J, I prefer it. And I am your new history teacher."
The class immediately went into whispers as they began talking about they had just learnt. The boys were talking about how hot their new teacher looked while the girls mostly grumbled about how the boys acted like horny little dogs.
Percy turned to Thalia and whispered, "her title is 'Real life Lara Croft' so I think she might actually be good at this."
The daughter of thunder grumbled, "yeah I sure. And I'm also sure that the title has nothing to do with the fact that she has a body type similar to Lara Croft." Percy blushed but said nothing, Thalia was right, this woman did have a very similar body to the tomb raider.
"Now," Mrs. J began to speak shutting everyone up, "I will be taking world history for you all, as you might have guessed if you had more than a few brain cells." The class laughed and the teacher smiled.
"Let's begin with a roll call," she opened her student registry and quickly began to call out everyone's names. Percy noticed that the woman had a strange accent buried deep within. He couldn't put his finger on it but it sounded vaguely familiar.
Finally Mrs. J was done with the roll call as she started pacing in front of the call, "I believe it would be best to.....start with a little introduction first, yes?" The boys nodded eagerly, "well I'll go first. I was born in Rome, my father was an archeologist from America and my mother was an artist in Rome. They meet fell in love, and 9 months later I showed up.
"I spent most of my life traveling the world with my father and mother searching through old archeological sites and ruins. I grew a passion for history during those formative years. And as I grew older I realised I had a fondness for the stories of the old kings and queens of the world. I turned my passion into a career, I spent the better half of a decade searching the world for buried secrets and now I'm here."
The class was silent, and Percy understood why. She was a real life Indian Jone, with boobs. Guess that's why her title was real life Lara Croft.
"Ma'am," Tyler spoke up sitting in the first row staring at Mrs. J's tits, "d-do you ah, well are you married?"
"That's what the term 'Mrs.' denotes you idiot," Percy called out causing everyone in class to laugh. Tyler blushed in embarrassment even Mrs. J held back a laugh.
"And what is your name young man?" the teacher asked looking at Tyler.
"Tyler ma'am," Tyler spoke up, his confidence restored now that a beautiful woman was taking interest in him.
"Well Tyler to answer your question, yes, I am married, like the young man with the sea green eyes mentioned, that is why I use the term Mrs. instead of Ms.," Tyler looked deflated as even the teacher started to pull his leg.
The class laughed again before another student asked something else, this time it was a girl, "ma'am what is your favorite time in history?"
Mrs. J smiled, "hm, I would have to say it would during the second World War."
"Why is that ma'am?" another student asked.
"Because that was a time in history where a majority of the world came together to fight for something they believed in."
"But what they believed in was a war," Percy spoke up, "why is that a good thing?"
Mrs. J looked at Percy and smiled, "what's your name?"
"Percy, Percy Jackson," Percy smiled, "hi."
"Hello Percy, and yes, you are correct, it was a time of war, not peace. But the result of that war was the unification of the world. Steps were taken by the countries to ensure that a battle of that scale never happened again. Yes, there was bloodshed, but it resulted in the formation of the UNO, the first every symbol of unity this world has ever seen."
"But don't they fail like all the time?" Thalia argued, "they aren't really all that good."
"True," Mrs. J nodded, "but you see the reason they fail is because the countries under them refuse to listen to them."
"So it's a failed concept," Thalia shot back, "I mean if a water bottle has a hole in it it's a shitty water bottle."
"Again correct, but you see this isn't as simple as a water bottle. It's an entire world, hundreds of countries trying to work together. The UNO does achieve quite a few things, don't let the media fool you. They do make a difference, and in this case it's better to make some changes, then none at all."
"So wouldn't the better thing to do be to create an organisation that actually worked?" Thalia asked, "I mean, one that is better that the UNO?"
Mrs. J nodded, "yes, true. Maybe one day there will be one," her emerald eyes turned to Percy meeting his sea green ones, "maybe one day one of you will create a program to protect the world, ending all wars and conflicts. Maybe one of you can change the world."
The class was silent,Mrs. J's words struck a chord in them that most didn't realise they had. And then Tyler had to break this moment by opening his mouth, "pft, yeah right. I don't know if you didn't realise who we are ma'am, but we are Yancy academy, we don't change the world. It's a great thing if we just manage to pass school without getting expelled."
The students chuckled nervously at the joke, most agreed, they had lost hope. But the rest...they felt defeated, confined to their own fates, to be a failure, a criminal. The stigma of Yancy academy was stuck on them, and they knew it wouldn't go away.
"Yeah right," Percy scoffed drawing attention to him, "look Tyler you might want to restrict yourself to a life of being basic, thinking you won't ever be more than an annoying ass, but I'm not you. I know for a fact I can be better, and I will. So keep you stupid pessimistic views to yourself, or better yet shove them up your a-"
"-Mr. Jackson!" Mrs. J hissed, "that will be enough out of you! Honestly have some self control, I'll admit I don't really mind you swearing, but this is a class and as such you will behave."
Percy sighed, "right ma'am, sorry ma'am."
The teacher nodded, "right, oh and Tyler," she turned to the boy, "do keep your opinions to yourself. It really is annoying hearing you sound like a such a downer."
Tyler gasped as he started blank eyed at the teacher the students began to whisper amongst themselves, 'did a teacher really just insult a student?'
"Now," Mrs. J ignored all the chatter walking to the board, "let's begin our first lesson, 'Ancient civilizations and their contributions to the Modern world'." The student's groaned.
"I know I know," Mrs. J turned to the board as she started to write about the various civilizations, "but I promise I'll try to make it fun," she smiled as suddenly her emerald green eyes flashed sulphuric yellow.
After the class ended for the day Percy and the other demigods quickly went out for lunch. They spent a good deal of the time finding Clarisse, who had quickly found friends of her own in her class.
The group of four now sat down on a table away from the rest of the students, clearly they had their own things to talk about.
"So how did you guys like your first day here?" Percy asked as he munched on his mystery meat casserole.
"It's was okay," Thalia shrugged, "although I could do without you flirting with Mrs. J."
"Well can you blame him," Michael yawned.
"I'm sorry Mrs. J?" Clarisse asked confused.
Percy and the others quickly explained to her, and when they were done Clarisse immediately hit Micheal up the head.
"Hey! What was that for?!" Michael rubbed his head.
"For perving on the teacher."
"Why do you think I perved on her?!"
"I'm your girlfriend, I know everything," Clarisse said wiggling her eyebrows. Michael grumbled but said nothing.
Percy chuckled as he turned to Thalia, "do you also possess the same supernatural sixth sense?"
Thalia smiled, "yeah, I think I do. But," she looked down at her serving of mystery meat, "for the life of me I can't seem to figure out what the hell this thing is made off."
"Oh, that shouldn't be too hard," Percy said as he turned to his plate. He had honestly never bothered to check what it is he was eating, which may have been stupid, but it wasn't like he was going to get poisoned in school or anything.
But now Percy was cursion, just what was the 'mystery meat' in the mystery meat casserole? Percy narrowed his eyes and Observed the food.
Immediately Percy's eyebrows rose up comically, "oh Hades no!"
Thalia turned to him, "what? What happened?"
"No, no, no, that is disgusting!" Percy grabbed his plate along with his friends, "you guys do not want to eat this!"
"What is it Percy? Why are you freaking out?" Clarisse asked, she tried to stop him, but Percy was too fast. One moment he was next to her and the next he stood over the cafeteria trash can dumping their food into it.
"You don't want to know what was in that Clarisse," Percy looked green, "belive me. I regret even trying to know."
"Dude you're starting to freak me out," Michael said, "what was in that meat?"
"Dude.....you don't want to know," Percy sat back down, "seriously, don't."
