"Yeah well I kind of got the creation recipe out of him," Percy said scratching his head, "I want to make myself a proper blade using it."
"Is Riptide failing you?" Poseidon asked.
"No, it's not that. It's just the game is getting tougher and I'm growing stronger. I can cause more damage with my fists then with Riptide. I just feel like I need a blade worthy of my new level."
"Hmmm, okay, but why tell me? I doubt it's to ask permission," Poseidon said laughing at his own joke.
"It's not," Percy said, "it's more like a request. You see one of the ingredients to make the weapon is the blood of the person or people I care about."
Poseidon's eyes widened comically, "and you need my blood." Percy nodded as the God of the seas continued, "Percy….do you realise what you ask? A drop of my blood could cause a worldwide tsunami if under the right circumstances and spells. It is not to be used lightly."
Percy sighed, "I know, look I'm sorry I even asked. I-"
"-Show me this creation recipe," Poseidon cut him off in a demanding tone that Percy had never seen his dad use.
Percy opened his inventory and pulled the scroll out and gave it to the God. Poseidon opened the scroll and began reading it under a scrutinous eyes. He finished it in seconds and sighed rolling the scroll up once again.
"Do you even know what this is Percy?" Poseidon asked giving the boy the scroll.
"It's a way to create a powerful weapon?"
Poseidon nodded, "yes, but it is more than just that. There once was a sea witch whose name cannot be spoke out loud unless you wished to invoke her. Everyone calls her 'Seamstress of the Magic', because she somehow knows things that no one else does. She is not Greek, nor is she Roman. She isn't Egyptian or affiliated with any other religion. She just showed up one day and began giving out advice to anyone who asked. The spell on this scroll is her handywork, she is the one who created this spell, but understand that this," he pointed to the scroll, "isn't an ordinary spell.
"It makes the user go on a journey of near torture Perseus," 'Shit! He used my real name! I am in so much trouble!' "You will have to face things you don't want to face. Admit and do things you will not want to do. Perseus, this is a very dangerous and powerful spell, are you sure you want to do this?"
Poseidon and Percy looked at each other. The demigod quickly steeled his resolve and nodded, "I am sure father."
Poseidon nodded and gave Percy back the scroll. He then snapped his fingers and formed a small crystal tude out of thin air. Poseidon then extended one finger and slowly golden ichor started to pour out of it.
"Wow," Percy said surprised.
"What? You didn't think you were the only one who could control blood did you?" Poseidon asked with a smirk as he filled the tube up with 12 drops of his blood. He then put a cork on the tube and gave it to Percy.
Ping!
Progress made!
Create your own weapon!
2- The blood of the person/persons you care about the most (1/2)!
Percy carefully took the vial and immediately put it inside his inventory, "thanks dad. I know the only reason you agreed to this was because you have a lot of trust in me, and I promise I won't let you down. I'll never let the tube go out of my control."
Poseidon smiled, "I sure that you won't son. But just in case I also placed a charm on it so that if anyone other than you touches it, it will automatically return back to me."
"What? Don't trust me?"
"When Odysseus is involved I don't take anything lightly," Poseidon said as the two resumed their walk towards the beach.
"What's with you and him anyway?" Percy asked, "I know that he blinded Polyphemus and all, but in all honesty that guy was a dick."
"He was spoilt, yes," Poseidon sadly admitted, "but Odysseus has a knack for always getting my children into trouble. Every single one that ever enters his accursed boat always ends up in some sort of danger."
Percy shrugged "didn't happen to me."
Poseidon narrowed his eyes, "Janai'ngo."
Percy blinked, "ah….. I plead the fifth?"
"You do realise that one day me and your mother are going to have a serious conversation with you about your reckless behaviour, yes?"
"Dad come on, give me a break," Percy said throwing his hands up, "I don't actually look for trouble! It finds me!"
"What about that time you went searching for Luke and ran into Argo and his Gergosas?"
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