Not Everything Is As It Seems

Side-Chapter 2 - Part D - It Begins

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Side Chapter 2 – Part D – It Begins

Next day, morning

Percy's POV

Staring out of the window to my room, I let myself take in what I did not yesterday. I let the true beauty of the outside surroundings take effect. It's magnificent, seeing all that is before me. Especially as this is similar to what is on Earth, but so different at the same time. Many more times advanced.

My eyes are ripped away from the sight as something startling occurs to me.

The thought as it occurs, causes me to start pacing. It is a thought that has a strong impact behind it. Because it affects me now. It affects my stay here, as an assassin. It will affect my time living on this planet, around some of the most observant in the entire universe. And... it will affect my future.

"Void." I quickly call out.

"Yes, Perseus?"

"I know that even if they didn't act it yesterday, those I currently stay with are a lot more observant then I am at this time. I'm worried about something. What if I were to use my powers without thinking? They would notice and everything would become a complete disaster. What can be done about this? To stop it from happening?"

He takes a few seconds to answer as he is obviously thinking things over carefully, "Well, I have already told you that I am hiding the power that the blessings the Gods of Olympus would have given you to show. That it is all your natural abilities that show your power, not anything else."

"Are you implying that you can do something to help stop me using all the blessing I do have?" my tone is slightly slow though my lips tug slightly as I slow my pacing to a stop, only really having come to this conclusion because I have been regularly communicating with him a lot since he first appeared.

"Yes, I am. It is up to you, but there is one main, and foolproof, way to make sure you do not use any powers during your time with the Primordials."

"And what is it?"

"Simply put, I can lock your powers away to the point of where you cannot even touch them. You will not be able to call upon them, even if you wish to do so. Unless you contact me as you always do, calling out to me in your mind, and if I deem the situation necessary, I will return a few of your powers to you for a short time – but only those of which would be needed, given what the situation requires."

Before I reply, I think over what he just told me.

"Yes, that would work." I take a breath as I come to my decision. "Void, I would like you to lock my powers away unless you deem them needed in a situation."

There isn't a verbal response necessary.

I feel Void's presence leave my mind but feel his power swirl around me. His presence is unlike any other, more powerful than the entire Primordial Council, combined. Though he hides it well, with his presence so close to my soul, I can feel his power stronger than I ever have before. It is not suffocating, as some would suspect, but instead it is almost like a fluffy blanket that has been wrapped around my shoulders.

Along with his presence, I feel something that makes me feel hollow almost. My powers been drawn away from my center, where they always are. Where they have always been. It seems to be like the tide drawing out just before a tsunami hits, but there is no tsunami here, waiting to be unleashed.