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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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What he didn't know, which John was now telling their father, was that he had received the Navy Cross for his service to the country. The Navy Cross was the second highest medal of military decoration, second only to the Medal of Honor, any member of the US army, navy or airforce could receive. He received it for extraordinary heroism in combat when he saved the lives of three families in the invasion of Germany.

Soon the stories ended and John eventually said goodbye to their father. Percy walked Poseidon out as the two walked towards the beach.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Poseidon asked.

"That obvious?" Percy asked chuckling.

Poseidon smiled, "I know my son."

"Right, well as you probably have guessed I didn't just call you to talk to John, though that was a big plus. I need your help with something."

"What is it?"

"You know Odysseus blade right? Yew's Breath?"

Poseidon frowned, "yes, I know of it. Damn thing, too powerful for a mortal to wield, especially a stupid immortal one like Odysseus."

"Yeah well I kind of got the creation recipe out of him," Percy said scratching his head, "I want to make myself a proper blade using it."

"Is Riptide failing you?" Poseidon asked.

"No, it's not that. It's just the game is getting tougher and I'm growing stronger. I can cause more damage with my fists then with Riptide. I just feel like I need a blade worthy of my new level."

"Hmmm, okay, but why tell me? I doubt it's to ask permission," Poseidon said laughing at his own joke.

"It's not," Percy said, "it's more like a request. You see one of the ingredients to make the weapon is the blood of the person or people I care about."

Poseidon's eyes widened comically, "and you need my blood." Percy nodded as the God of the seas continued, "Percy....do you realise what you ask? A drop of my blood could cause a worldwide tsunami if under the right circumstances and spells. It is not to be used lightly."

Percy sighed, "I know, look I'm sorry I even asked. I-"

"-Show me this creation recipe," Poseidon cut him off in a demanding tone that Percy had never seen his dad use.

Percy opened his inventory and pulled the scroll out and gave it to the God. Poseidon opened the scroll and began reading it under a scrutinous eyes. He finished it in seconds and sighed rolling the scroll up once again.

"Do you even know what this is Percy?" Poseidon asked giving the boy the scroll.

"It's a way to create a powerful weapon?"

Poseidon nodded, "yes, but it is more than just that. There once was a sea witch whose name cannot be spoke out loud unless you wished to invoke her. Everyone calls her 'Seamstress of the Magic', because she somehow knows things that no one else does. She is not Greek, nor is she Roman. She isn't Egyptian or affiliated with any other religion. She just showed up one day and began giving out advice to anyone who asked. The spell on this scroll is her handywork, she is the one who created this spell, but understand that this," he pointed to the scroll, "isn't an ordinary spell.

"It makes the user go on a journey of near torture Perseus," 'Shit! He used my real name! I am in so much trouble!' "You will have to face things you don't want to face. Admit and do things you will not want to do. Perseus, this is a very dangerous and powerful spell, are you sure you want to do this?"

Poseidon and Percy looked at each other. The demigod quickly steeled his resolve and nodded, "I am sure father."

Poseidon nodded and gave Percy back the scroll. He then snapped his fingers and formed a small crystal tude out of thin air. Poseidon then extended one finger and slowly golden ichor started to pour out of it.

"Wow," Percy said surprised.

"What? You didn't think you were the only one who could control blood did you?" Poseidon asked with a smirk as he filled the tube up with 12 drops of his blood. He then put a cork on the tube and gave it to Percy.

Ping!

Progress made!

Create your own weapon!

2— The blood of the person/persons you care about the most (1/2)!

Percy carefully took the vial and immediately put it inside his inventory, "thanks dad. I know the only reason you agreed to this was because you have a lot of trust in me, and I promise I won't let you down. I'll never let the tube go out of my control."

Poseidon smiled, "I sure that you won't son. But just in case I also placed a charm on it so that if anyone other than you touches it, it will automatically return back to me."

"What? Don't trust me?"

"When Odysseus is involved I don't take anything lightly," Poseidon said as the two resumed their walk towards the beach.

"What's with you and him anyway?" Percy asked, "I know that he blinded Polyphemus and all, but in all honesty that guy was a dick."

"He was spoilt, yes," Poseidon sadly admitted, "but Odysseus has a knack for always getting my children into trouble. Every single one that ever enters his accursed boat always ends up in some sort of danger."

Percy shrugged "didn't happen to me."

Poseidon narrowed his eyes, "Janai'ngo."

Percy blinked, "ah..... I plead the fifth?"

"You do realise that one day me and your mother are going to have a serious conversation with you about your reckless behaviour, yes?"

"Dad come on, give me a break," Percy said throwing his hands up, "I don't actually look for trouble! It finds me!"

"What about that time you went searching for Luke and ran into Argo and his Gergosas?"

"Ah....that was an accident."

"And that time you turned Odysseus ship around just because you heard someone cried out for help?"

"One, that was Mera calling out for help, you know, your grand daughter. And two, what was I supposed to do? Just let her die? I can't just not help someone is they ask for it."

Poseidon smirked, "you have the soul of a hero Percy, so no, I don't expect you to not save people. It's who you are, and your mother and I know this. But please, please be more careful from now on, okay?"

Percy smiled as they arrived at the beach, "you know I can't make that promise dad."

Poseidon sighed, "well at least I tried. Oh, and one more thing," Poseidon then suddenly swung his trident sideways smashing into Percy sending him into the sea.

You have entered a water body! Due to your parentage you have gained a boost!

+1000 HP

+1000 MP

All wounds are healed

All ailments cured

Water Breathing ability active

+1000 HP(+1000 HP due to necklace of Poseidon) = +2000 HP

+1000 MP (+1000 MP due to necklace of Poseidon) = +2000 MP

Defence— 296,176,000

Percy groaned as he pulled himself out of the water slowly getting on his feet, "what the hell was that for?!"

"For fighting a Great Old One," Poseidon replied simply, "I had to punish you somehow."

"But hitting me with the weapon that can fight Titans?!"

Poseidon shrugged, "I knew you could handle it. Plus I didn't' hit you that hard."

"You caused nearly 2,000 points of damage!"

"I'm sure you have more," Poseidon smirked.

"Asshole!" Percy yelled as he swiped his hand sending a blast of ice at his father.

"That's my time, bye!" Poseidon said as he vanished in a flash of light just as several thick icicles implode the spot he was on.

Percy grumbled as he got out of the ocean drying himself, "stupid Poseidon, stupid trident."

"You know you really should be more grateful. My dad rarely comes to see me," a voice called out.

Percy looked up to see Thalia near the tree line without her jacket on. Percy could see the sweat on the girl's face and body, she had been training again.

"Do you ever take time off training?" Percy asked as he approached Thalia. They were around the same height now.

"I can't afford to," Thalia said turning her spear into a can of mace which she then pocketed away, "not everyone can be as naturally powerful as you."

"You mean naturally handsome, I train for my strength, my good looks however is all natural," Percy joked grinning.

Thalia rolled her eyes, "boys. All the same."

Percy chuckled, "so, had dinner?"

Thalia shook her head, "no.....I was out training again."

Percy nodded, "I see...well let's get you something to eat then."

"You have more food stored up?!" Thalia asked in wonder.

Percy chuckled, "yup. Enough to last a normal person 2 years. But in my case that will probably mean a few months at best."

Thalia nodded as the two sat down in the sand. Percy opened his inventory and pulled out two large plates filled with buffalo wings and three large sweetened apple peach soft drinks.

"Holy shit, where did you even get all these?!" Thalia asked in surprise and wonder.

"From the Lotus casino, they had this huge ever expanding buffe. I really want to go back soon just for the all you can eat extravaganza."

Thalia raised her eyebrow, "really? You would risk your life for food?"

Percy shrugged as he took a bite of his buffalo wing, "you would be surprised what some people would do for food. Plus it's really good food."

Thalia nodded as she dipped her wings in the sauce that was given with the platter and took a bite out of it, "damn this is good!"

Percy smiled, "told you so."

Thalia nodded as the two began to eat and drink in silence. Soon Thalia spoke up, "so ah...what's your favorite food?"

Percy chuckled, "are you seriously trying to make small talk?"

Thalia huffed, "fine, don't answer."

Percy smiled, "kidding. And to answer your question it's simple, I like all food that is blue."

Thalia raised an eyebrow, "ah, what do you mean?"

"Oh, right. Well my mom had an argument with her ex-husband, a shit stain called Gabe. He told her blue food doesn't exist and she got pissed. So she kind of just added natural blue dye or blueberries to everything in an attempt to piss him off."

Thalia looked amazed, "woah. Your mom sounds awesome."

Percy smiled as he laid back looking at the sea, "yeah. She is. One time, during my 11th birthday party, she made everything blue. Blue cake, blue candles, blue waffles, blue soda, blue forsting, blue cookies, you name it, she had made it."

"Wait, why did you have waffles at your birthday party?"

"Who doesn't like waffles?" Percy asked.

Thalia nodded, "true...."

"So...what about your mom?" Percy asked turning to Thalia.

A shot of pain traveled through her eyes, "right...my mom."

"I'm sorry if I struck a nerve or something. I didn't mean to. Ah, I was just curious and-"

"-No," Thalia sighed, "it's not your fault. My mom and I haven't really had.....the best parental-child relationship and considering my dad and I have no relationship that's not saying something."

Percy nodded, "I get it. Some demigods get two assholes for parents. Little Percy had both his aunt and uncle mistreat him. John's mom basically abandoned him. I suppose sucky parents are just part of the deal when it comes to demigods."

Thalia snorts, "and look at you. Both parents are amazing. Mom's a master cook who sounds like a caring person. And your dad actually visits you."

Percy sighed, "yeah....wait, Zeus hasn't visited you? Not once?"

Thalia shook her head, "guess I'm not good enough for him."

Percy sighed, 'stupid king of the Gods.' "Well you're not missing much I'll tell you that," Percy said, "he's kind of a dick."

"Watch your mouth mister," Thalia said in a mock serious tone, "he's still my dad. Talk shit and I might have to blast you a new one."

Percy chuckled, "sure you would. But seriously, it doesn't matter that you had a shitty past, your here. With us. We may not be your actual siblings, but we do care for you."

"Right," Thalia said looking at the sea and the starry sky. Silence ruled for a long time before Thalia spoke up again,"I actually had a sibling you know? Like a real one."

Percy's eyes widened in surprise, "a child of Zeus?"

Thalia nodded, "yeah. His name was Jason. He was....he was my little brother."

Percy noticed the tense used, "was?"

Thalia growled in anger, "Hera, that bitch. She took him from me. My mom, that weak fool gave him away as a peace offering. She said that Hera hated the fact that my mom had managed to seduce Zeus not just once, but twice. She said that the only way Hera would even consider sparing our lives was if we gave Jason up as a sacrifice."

Percy listened in silence and astonishment. "I-I'm sorry Thalia."

Tears ran down her cheek and Thalia wiped them away as soon as they came, "no, don't be. It's not your fault. It's Zeus's fault. He should have just stayed away, he shouldn't have come back."

Percy's lowered his eyes in sadness, the way Thalia spoke right now...it was the same way he spoke about his dad over a year ago.

"I'm going to bed," Thalia said getting up and patting the sand from her back, "good night Percy."

"Good night Thalia," Percy replied back but the daughter of lighting was already gone.

Next day,

Percy had just finished the daily training routine for everyone, he had made everyone fight the Knight of the damned again, and things didn't turn out any better. Thalia though had managed to get in two lighting bolts and had leveled up in the process, not that she knew that.

After telling Chiron and his friends about where he was going Percy was off for New York. He reached the city in mere minutes and he quickly went to his mom's place. It was located on East 83rd street, a few blocks away from Central Park. It was an expensive location to be in, but Poseidon got the money part covered.

Percy walked into the building and went to the third floor. He knocked on his mom's door several times and waited for her to open.

'This is taking way too long,' Percy realised looking at his watch. 5 minutes had passed, he began to worry. 'Did something happen to her? Did Kronos go after her again?'

Percy needed to find out what was going on. He knelt down in front of the lock and tired to look in through the keyhole. He couldn't see much, but everything looked normal. Percy pressed his arm against the keyhole and formed his shadow lockpick from the darkness under his jacket.

Percy almost had the door open when a voice called out, "what are you doing?"

Percy was stunned and immediately removed the shadow lockpick from the door. He slowly got up and turned to see the neighbor's door flung open and standing under the door frame was an older woman with short brown hair and brown eyes. She had her hands crossed with her eyes narrowed and on her hips was a badge and a gun.

'A cop lives next door?' Percy realised surprised. He hadn't spent too much time with his mom, but he felt like he should have know that at least.

"I was just looking for my mom," Percy said eyeing the attractive female officer 'god she is so hot!', "Sally, Sally Jackson."

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