Percy Jackson Ancient Son Of Poseidon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

With all the love this world could ever give, Your father, Percy My Ares has many trials in his future. I saw so many different possibilities for him. I have written so many letters...so many letters. I have spent the last month setting everything else up for him too. I have met so many new people, giving them my stupid sob story. A lot of them were willing to help me, help my son. They will be waiting for him in the future to help him in any way they can.

“My youngest son… he admires Athena. Always has. He has portraits of her in his room. He’s unmarried. I believe he would be willing.” “You’re not even sure,” I say, my voice low and skeptical. “I know my son. Let me try. Let’s get you home.” He meets my eyes squarely. “We leave for Eretria tonight. We have two days.” “Then I can go home? To her?” “Yes, Perseus.” That’s all I needed to hear.

"Fight him! You're stronger than this!" He looked at me, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. His voice briefly returned to normal as he said, "Mom?" ​ Grasping his face in my hands, I whispered, "Yes, it's me. You can fight this." ​ However, there was a powerful presence of the ancient god. My youngster took a step back as his eyes glowed again. TikTok "I am reborn," he said again, but this time his voice was different. ​ The sky darkened, and the ground trembled. My son was slipping away, and the ancient god's power was increasing. ​

The wind is stormy enough that I feel like I am skipping down a tall mountain at full speed. Nothing can stop me from saving his life now. My grandpa Jerry died in a storm, as well as my parents. Who knows if they died during a storm or what, but I can't let another individual fall into the grasp of Poseidon's wrath. The ancient Greek god has had his fill with my family, it's time he stopped being so greedy.

I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. He cocked his head, looking at me strangely. “What?” I asked. “Why did you say it like that? You put Poseidon above Zeus. No one does that. Zeus is the King of the Gods. He is placed above all.” he explained. “I exist because of Poseidon. He is the one that gifted the bull who would sire me to Minos. He is the one that cursed my mother with lust for the bull after Minos angered him. So it is the God of the Sea who set into motion my creation.” I explained.

And then— Something clicked. His expression changed. Subtly. Sharply. “…You remind me of someone,” he said. Celeste didn’t react. But the crowns in her chest stirred faintly. “Queen Dacia,” Ares said. The name carried history. Weight. Memory. The ocean responded immediately—just a slight swell, but enough to confirm the connection. Ares’s eyes narrowed further. “Poseidon had a habit,” he said slowly, “of favoring things that weren’t supposed to matter.”

Not in defiance but almost in …excitement. “Fate mate?” Aiden snorted “ Is that supposed to be some sort of a joke?” He tried to hide the flicker of discomfort. Haven chuckled “ What an odd pairing. So you are her fate mate and she is the daughter of Alpha Cyrus Hawthorne. Deluded much?” “Here’s a fact you two can believe. With Rue helping my project, I will crush whatever fantasy you are persistent on building with Blood Claw Pack. Your plans will fall apart because she’s talented and also connected to Alpha Cyrus.” Percy said

Cia, she is the daughter of Hecate and she is a pure-blood because she came straight from Naitura. Ive picked up the green grape on the counter, chewed and swallowed it dramatically. "I'm busy. But, I think this is an important thing. That's why I took the time to come. Apparently, just discussing the prophecy." Poseidon wanted to drown the arrogant boy in front of him. "Do you want to visit the Mariana Trench?" Ive choked. It's not an invitation to travel. But the sea god wanted to kill Ive on purpose. "Does Uncle know that Percy and I are good friends? Should I tell him this, so he will be even more reluctant to acknowledge you as his father?"

I stepped into the water until I was covered up to my waist. “Who are you?” I finally croaked out while splashing water onto my head and face. “My name is Thomas. I am a half-blood son of Poseidon.” “Are you saying you are the half-blood son of the God who talks to fish?” Yes, I had to put it that way. I think it’s safe to say, the Gods don’t seem to favor me at the moment. Why should I show them any respect? “Well, yeah. But he can also do other things. So can I. Watch this...”

I shook my head in protest and he cupped my face so softly like he feared that I would break if he didn’t. “No it doesn’t” I said in a whimper. He furrowed his eyebrows. “Then why is your mind so far away from me”, he asked in a sad tone. I could feel my heart crumble at the acknowledgement of his pain. I cupped his face in return “No, it's not you, it’s just all of this. The gods are our parents and Aiden is the son of Zeus and it’s just too much too fast” A smile crept up his face.