Percy Jackson: The God of Magic - chapter 139 (Patreon)
Content
After making sure Hestia was safe and sound in Asgard, with everything she needed, I went back to my world to put some extra spells around, spells that would help me catch the one behind, Shiva coming after me, or at the very least, point me towards the right direction.
“You must be Adam,” Heracles smiled, a smile devoid of feeling, “Is there anything I can do around here?”
I sighed, this being king business was not to my liking, “I’m still figuring out certain things Heracles, but fear not, I will find something worthy of your particular skill set,”
“Did you hear that?” Hebe the daughter of Zeus and Hera, the haft sister of Heracles who also happened to be his wife smiled as she approached us, “I told you he would!”
I would what woman?... never mind… You know what I have a great idea, “Heracles, I actually need some help, from the two of you actually,”
“What?” The God of Strength asked, somewhat eager.
“I think there is a traitor walking amongst us,” I informed them, my reasoning behind this was… if they were the traitors they would rush their plans, getting sloppy, if they weren’t… this would get me an extra pair of eyes and ears around, “I need you two keep an eye open… and report anything out of the ordinary to me,”
“Wonderful!” Hebe nodded eagerly, “I mean…. that you gave us that task, not that we have a traitor, that is not cool at all,”
Heracles eyed me for a second, his hand tightening around his massive golden club, “How can you be sure it’s not us?” Intriguing question, I had to admit.
“I can’t,” I winked at them, “Everyone's a suspect, even you two…”
“Oh my,” Hebe muttered.
“Then why ask us to do this?” Heracles all but growled.
“Easy now tiger… you don’t want to clash with me,” I chuckled, “As for why I’m doing this… well, you could say I’m an idiot at times,” an idiot with ideas so crazy they usually worked.
Heracles looked at me, and laughed, “I see, well… you can count on us,”
“Or not, that’s still up for debate,” I chuckled, reminding them… they were still suspects, “Now don’t spread the news like an STD, believe it or not one of the reasons I have recruited you two is because no one will ever expect you two working directly under me, everyone believes there is some tension between us because of your dear old daddy,”
“I hate him,” Heracles muttered loudly, his eyes turning red as marks covered his body in red lines, “He took everything from me… he let her! Took everything from me! My family! My freedom!”
“Who would’ve thought, Zeus is a bad father,” I chuckled sarcastically, “Glad to hear you hate him, I know I do… so let’s make a club,” I winked pointing to his weapon, a massive golden club as a pun, but he did not laugh, or even blinked for that matter, “Get it? Let’s make a club… like your weapon…”
“It’s a pun, Her,” Hebe whispered to him.
“Oh, ha ha,” Heracles laughed, and by laugh I mean he gave me the most fake laugh anyone could ever produce.
“My disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined,” I sighed, “Well… off you go to your mission, I have a training montage to go through if I want to beat or at least survive Shiva,”
“A what?” Was the last thing I heard Heracles say, as I teleported to Brazil, where I would fight Sun Wukong and Thor for a month, nonstop, in the hopes of achieving the heights required to defeat the Hindu God.
————————————————————————————-
After I teleported to Brazil, I flew directly to where Sun Wukong and Thor were hanging, he… hehe, hanging… anyway, as soon as I arrived at their location, they looked at me and nodded, they knew why I was here, to get beaten into the best possible shape I could in less than a month.
“Ready for it?” Sun asked, “Not gonna lie, was kinda missing my favorite punch bag,” the monkey king snorted.
“Hilarious, but yes… I’m ready,” I chuckled.
“So training montage,” Thor nodded, mostly to himself.
“Yep,” I nodded.
“Creed level?” Thor inquired.
“Better,” If I wanted to get stronger, I needed the best training montage ever.
“Bloodsport?!” Thor asked, and once again I shook my head.
“Better I told you!” I stated.
“Rocky, got it,” Thor nodded, and for a moment we looked serious... that moment however lasted a few seconds at much, as we both broke into a fit of laughter, “Alright, alright… enough messing around, time to beat you up,”
“Fair enough,” I sighed, wishing training montages were a thing.
————————————————————————————————
[Kronos POV]
Luke had been killed or worse at the hands of Adam, messing my entire idea to use the kid as a vessel, one more reason to kill the kid… unfortunately for me, that was completely out of my reach. With the power I had, at best I could face a minor god, what a deplorable fate for the one that was destined to rule it all. But as mother once said, patience is the key to victory.
And if I had learned something this last few thousand years is to be patient, Adam and Zeus would kill each other, and I would burn what’s left of them, after all, time it’s unavoidable, no matter what you do or where you go… time will eventually catch up with you.
This was not to say I didn’t have other backup plans, amongst my plans there was kidnapping Hestia, so that I could control the kid.. and last but no least, waking up my mother, Gaia… so that she could kill those brats opposing my rightful right to rule.
Either way, all plans lead to the same Avenue… my victory, no matter what… I would get what I deserved, I would rule the world once more, leading the Titans to a new era, were Gods were no more.
“My lord, someone is here to see you… she wants to speak about Adam,” I wonder… who could it be?