The Descendants of Time (a Percy Jackson fanfic) [Discontinued]

Chapter three: We go on a quest to save the world again

Victor's POV

I walked through Camp Half-Blood, watching as demigods talked and fought. The whole thing reminded me of my fun times when we were in Olympus. Zeus used to training me then. Being the son of his favourite daughter, he had offered to training me himself and I accepted. He liked Mackenzie and I a lot, her maybe more so. In fact, his demigod son Archer Stryker, had been her best friend; though honestly, I had been getting suspicious that he may really like her.

I needed to ask Zeus what happened to him. Since Thalia told me about her story, I kinda hoped he might have done the same for Archer. He was a good kid and we were good friends and rivals. I walked past the cabins and into the forest.

I leaned on a tree, relaxing in the darkness. I always felt better in the dark, probably because my mom was goddess of the moon. For a second the place felt cold. Placing my hand on my watch button, I looked around. A footstep fell nearby and I pressed it, whirling in that direction, now pointing my sword.

"Exactly why are you out here, Victor?" a voice said. It was Nico.

I put away my sword and looked at him, "Oh, it's you. I'm just thinking about something."

"Like what exactly?" he asked, staring at me.

"The past. You were in there too. How long do you think we were in there? I asked Annabeth but she never answered," I asked, dreading the answer.

"About ninety five years ago."

"Oh," I said. There was no other way to say that.

"By the way I have some news on your Stryker friend. Not sure if it's good or bad though," Nico said. He hadn't stopped looking at me.

"Just tell me," I ordered, tapping my foot.

"Hades-I mean dad, doesn't have any records of his death at all. Either he missed something or Archer Stryker found a way to live up to now," Nico informed me, closely watching my reaction.

"I have to find him. I swore on the River Styx to protect him and failed. I'm going to tell Mackenzie," I said, searching for a reason to leave. I turned until-

"I know how it feels to envy someone."

"Wait-what?" I asked, ever so intelligently.

"You heard me. I know you envy your sister's power, Nemesis said it. I envy Percy," Nico explained more thoroughly.

"Percy seems like a good guy. What do you envy about him?" I asked, he had caught my attention.

"Percy's a son of Poseidon. The hero, the one in the prophecy, everything. I'm just that creepy kid of Hades, who feels like death. I used to look up to him, but then my sister Bianca died. She apparently sacrificed herself to save them. He had promised me to keep her safe and failed. I got over it though and then I made a bargain that cost his trust. He never forgave me since. His life seems easier. Mine is just full of problems."

"Wow. Truth be told, I can relate to Percy. Before Uranus and company took Mackenzie, she made me promise to keep Archer alive. She had made them swear not to touch anyone on the River Styx. She knew that she hadn't gotten all of them to swear. Archer was 'killed' distracting a group of giants to let us escape. In fact he saved my life. Now you say otherwise. She hated me for months and wouldn't talk to me until the day the curse of Artemis' virginity picked us up. There was nothing I could do," I explained my side.

"That's what Percy had tried to say to me back then. Eventually after getting to talk to Bianca, I understood," Nico informed me, "I'll let you tell Mackenzie the news."