Percy Jackson Can Absorb Powers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked. “Well,,she can actually absorb your powers, I mean everything. So nobody wants to get on her bad side or your powers will be gone.” Perse said and I couldn’t help but wonder if my powers are still intact. “What’s your power anyway? Or powers?” Perse smiled. Seraphina joined us now. “Who preached to her?” I asked. The girls laughed and Sera roll her eyes. “Your power” Sera said. “Nope, tell me yours first,” I smiled.

One was bound to get addicted to this kind of black power. "Isn't that Kuusu?" the guy's voice was full of fear and dread. I whirled around on the floor and grinned at them. They all recoiled when they saw the sheer display of my powers. "Run!" Aiden yelled but they didn't run enough. My powers grabbed them, tossed them, and tore their limbs off one by one. Their screams were music to my ears, their pains a source of energy for my powers. "You love me, Hera, please don't do this."

Gloria took a seat by her son-in-law, her face etched with concern. “Ahh…there’s this thing I have.” Ryan looked totally apologetic. “Well, according to Deloris, it’s the power of absorption. I have the ability to permanently copy magical powers that are used against me.” “Well, that’s a great thing, sweetie.” Gloria smiled. “The downside is that I actually absorb that power from the original owner, leaving the owner without that particular power. So that means Troy has lost that power.”

Did the moon goddess pair me with Valen so that I’d have his protection but not him, the man? “I can do all of that?” My lips twitched in fear. I blinked and stared blankly for a few seconds. Learning this frightened me. I adjusted myself in the chair and lowered my feet, hugging myself. “Yes. Through physical contact, you have the ability to absorb the life essence, talents, memories, and superpowers of anyone else. While people could also extract essence from you to significantly increase their abilities. That's what Farrah did when she attacked you.” Valen imparted, clenching his fist and digging holes in the side of my head. I refused to turn around to cast my eyes on him.

Jackson glanced at the red book on the table; Henry said, "Take that book over here." Henry obediently complied with Jackson's request without a word of reproach. Jackson looked at the open book in front of him even more worriedly. The inside was filled with resentment and the power of the person who had gathered it. That power, unfortunately, infiltrates Hana, and it is gaining control. Jackson's expression turned wistful, making Henry even more impatient. "What's wrong?" Jackson said quickly, "Hana is being soul-absorbed from another power source. With her current ability, Hana couldn't bring herself to push it out. She have to have someone else help,"

“Why are my fingers cold?” “They are?” Deloris asked with widened eyes. And at Ryan’s nod, she gasped. “Oh my god.” Deloris wasn’t exactly sure what power Ryan had just displayed. It could either be the power of absorption or mimicry. If it was the latter, then it meant Ryan had the ability to permanently copy powers that were used against him by other magical beings. If on the other hand, it was the former, then not only could Ryan copy the powers of others, but he could actually absorb it from the original owner, leaving the owner without that particular power. That also meant that Ryan would then become immune to that particular power. Deloris prayed it was the power of absorption that Ry

“Yes, I dream of you drowning. And even though I can’t drown you myself, one can only hope you get paralyzed and end up choking to death in a tub of your own sweat.” God, some things are sacred. Percy can never be any of those things. I chuckled. There’s no way I’d ever be attracted to this piece of dirt. Even though I think he and I could form a friendship someday- actually no. That’s not going to happen either. I feel so relaxed, and happy.

It was clear they'd been ripped off this bed, likely while sleeping. I should have been here. Then, I could have watched over them and ensured this didn't happen. Percy walked over and knelt in front of me. He pulled his collar back and leaned against me, offering his neck. "No," I whispered, shaking my head. The thought of taking his blood felt wrong. "Just drink," Percy insisted. "You have to be at your strongest for this." He was right. I needed to be strong, not just for myself but for him. And for Jo and Dane. I leaned in, sinking my fangs into his neck. Percy moaned as I drank.

Percy explained for me, and dad stopped immediately looking at both of us with the deepest sadness and sympathy. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "I was just curious about your power and yourself. I didn't mean to remind you of something terrible." He sounded so remorseful as he spoke. "It's fine. I understand." Percy tried to make dad feel better. "I'm a seer. I've been generously modified to be able to camouflage myself and other items. Zerena and I have also been given a healing ability that practically makes us immortal." Percy let dad know. He wanted to let dad know that he was strong and worthy.