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[Snippet] Monster? No, I'm a Cultivator! (Percy Jackson): Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2024-10-08 03:58:08 +0000 UTC
Camp Halfbood was an interesting place.
Chiron knew that you could never call it normal despite him having been running it for so long at this point.
There was no normalcy when Gods and Demi-Gods were involved in any capacity.
Yet, he considered it a normal day when one of his campers didn’t try to eat the lava in the lava wall climbing obstacle.
Despite that almost happening….again, it could almost be called a normal day.
Almost.
“That’s what….the 6th one this month?” Mr. D, also known as the God Dionysus, shuffled a deck of cards between his hands, looking at our newest camper.
“Yes, Mr.D.” Chiron nodded politely. “Adam here makes the 6th this month.” So far….It’s not even half way through the month. They’re usually lucky if they get a new camper every few months. “Adam, meet our Camp Director, Mr. D”
“Hello.” He somewhat hid behind me.
Well, he’s only ten.
Mr. D hated the Demi-Gods here but he was just a tad gentler when it came to children. If they accidently did or said something he didn’t like, he would actually give them a warning and a lesson before immediately turning them into a dolphin.
“Look at you, Chiron. Employee of the Month.” He snorted.
“I can’t claim credit, Mr. D. He found his way to Camp by himself, I happened upon him when he was already nearly here.” Chiron informed him.
“Oh?” He quirked an eyebrow. “That’s the fourth, this month with that same situation, isn’t it? Little Anthony here made it all the way to camp without any issues?”
“Yes, Adam was brave and courageous enough to come here all by himself.” Chiron pondered, probably a son of Ares by the look in his eyes when he saw some of the other children practicing with weapons.
The centaur didn’t bother correcting his naming sense.
He does it on purpose.
Eventually, he gets one of the kids to get annoyed and act out, it gives him an excuse to curse them for his own amusement. Though, to his credit, it’s usually temporary.
Mr. D continued to shuffle his deck of cards between his hands. “Know any card games, kid?”
“Um…no sir.” He shook his head.
“Hmm, polite.” He grunted. “Tell me about your oh so courage and bravery, brat. How’d you manage to make it here all by yourself.”
Chiron suppose it’s finally reached enough of a threshold that even Mr. D is curious as to what’s happening.
“I met a nice lady. I thought she was really scary at first because she was also a spider. But she told me that my dad is here and she drove me here herself.” Adam smiled.
“Oh, a nice spider lady? Well, lucky you.” Mr. D’s sarcasm wasn’t picked up by the child. “Maybe she wasn’t hungry, what do you think, Chiron? A nice spider lady giving rides to her favorite meals.”
Adam looked up at Chiron in confusion.
….Chiron realized, they going to need to have a talk about monsters later and his view is going to be completely skewed.
“The important thing is that he made it here safely.” Chiron coughed, changing the subject.
“There was also a nice lizard. And a nice dog head person. But they looked really scared of spider lady.” Adam frowned. “Oh, spider lady wanted me to say something….um, she sounded really scared too. She asked me to tell someone that she followed the rules.”
“She followed the ‘rules’, did you hear that Chiron?” Mr. D snorted again. “What a kind and virtuous spider lady.”
“Thank you for telling us, Adam.” Chiron gestured for someone standing at the side to come over. “Adam, meet Luke. He’s the head of the Hermes Cabin. Until your parent claims you, you can set up a bunk in the Hermes Cabin for now.”
Before he could answer, Luke stepped in, having a lot of experience with this. “Hey, your name is Adam, right? I’m Luke Castellion. I’m the head of the Hermes Cabin, why don’t I show you around and help you get settled.” He quickly diverted the boy’s attention and got him to follow along silently.
“Tell me, Chiron. Did pops make a new set of rules for monsters that I wasn’t aware of?” Mr. D set his cards down. “Because I sense a hint of madness on the air and it’s a distinct flavor I don’t recognize.”
“I am unaware of any new ‘rules’, Lord Dionysus.” He bowed my head. “If Lord Zeus deemed such rules necessary, I believe he would atleast send down a messenger and not let us find out this way.”
A faint rumbling was heard above in the clouds, as if he were keeping an ear open and he agreed.
Mr. D looked up and frowned. “Strange, it seems like a lot of odd things are happening all at once. Your meeting with the three eyed Cyclops you reported. And now a bunch of monsters are playing nice with demi-gods.”
“A Cyclops can’t have three eyes, Lord Dionysus.” Chiron sighed.
“Don’t be racist Chiron. He called himself a Cyclops.”
“….as you say.”
The Centaur knew that there was no use arguing with him. He would play devil’s advocate just to annoy someone.
Chiron was mildly concerned because it was happening at a poor time. Could it really be coincidence that all of this was happening after Zeus had his Symbol of Power stolen and a war was potentially on the horizon?
Zeus and Poseidon had been at each other’s throats for a couple weeks now and someone seems to be moving behind the scenes.
Chiron came to the decision that they would have to investigate.
“We should have dear sister come investigate.” Lord Dionysus suggested.
It took significant self control on the Centaur’s part not to react negatively. Artemis is the greatest huntress in the world, one of the ones who even taught him. However, her way of doing things is….
“I believe we shouldn’t bother Lady Artemis with such a trivial –“
“Too late, already contacted her.” He smiled cheerfully, looking off into the distance. “I made one of the deer her girl scouts were about to carve up explode and wrote the message in blood.”
“….”
“The deer’s blood.” He clarified after a moment.
“….”
“Hmm, I forgot to sign it with my name.” Lord Dionysus pursed his lips and he looked down at the can of coke in his hands and threw it. “There, I smacked one of them in the noggin, they should know it’s from me.”
Chiron didn’t see where it was thrown to, only that it disappeared far beyond his sight and trusted that Lord Dionysus truly did lob a can of Coke at one of Lady Artemis’s Huntresses from miles away.
He trusted this blindly, because it was exactly something Lord Dionysus would do because he was always onery when sober and alleviates this by causing problems – albeit small ones, just so he would be entertained.
“And people were saying that I wasn’t a good camp director behind my back. Can you believe it, Chiron? Look at me going above and beyond for all the little dolphins.”
“Demi-Gods, Lord Dionysus.”
“Ah.” He raised a finger. “What is a Demi-God, but someone who has yet to shit the bed and be turned into a Dolphin by me.” He spoke rather sagely, taking a sip from his diet coke. “Right, Father!” He held his can of soda up to the sky.
Surprisingly, or not, the sky rumbled as if to agree with him.
At the very least, it was one headache Chiron wouldn’t have to worry about himself. Lady Artemis – through methods he probably wouldn’t utilize himself – would certainly get to the bottom of things.
Regardless, he had schoolwork to grade, something he had been procrastinating on for hours now.
Thankfully, it was the weekend. He had time to unwind before having to pretend to be a teacher again as he watched over one young Percy Jackson, for whom he suspected very highly to be a child of someone in a precarious position.
It’s always something.
@***@
Ocean Song hummed a tune he vaguely recalled from his previous life.
He was in a good mood.
His robes bellowed in the wind as he walked, giving off a majestic aura. So what if he hid himself beyond the mists so that the normal people didn’t see the strange person in strange clothes.
He still felt majestic, and that’s all that mattered.
Of course, people still gave him looks.
He could only sigh reluctantly that manipulating the mists could do nothing to hide his own handsomeness.
Truly, it was a burden he would have to bear.
He only had a vague idea of where he was going.
He could only really recall that it was in Manhattan, he thinks the East Side, but he wasn’t positive.
And simply wandering around would do absolutely nothing. How many people lived within this part of the city? How many apartment buildings were there?
Though, he had a good idea!
He found a small little park and used the Mist to keep everyone away and set up a small altar.
“Great Goddess Hecate, this humble Cyclops has a magical request. I wish to find someone, I know their name, but I know not where they are. Is there a means by which I can locate them?”
While he didn’t want to be going to a God or Goddess for every small issue he encountered, this did fall under the purview of Goddess Hecate being his semi-teacher.
A few moments later the mists swirled and a couple books were deposited onto the ground along with a large piece of parchment.
Ocean Song looked over the books and they seemed to be extensions of the first one he received to further his Magical Knowledge.
The Parchment, however, he looked over it and he vaguely felt it was similar to his Talismans.
It even had written instructions on it!
The ink looked fresh too as if it were written just moments ago.
It was rather easy to use, there was a spot to write the name of an individual, and it would create a premade tracking spell for them!
How convenient!
He simply used a minute about of his Qi onto his index finger and was about to fill in the correct spot, writing his Junior Brother’s name, but he paused considering the implication.
He was aware that his Junior Brother was the target of a Prophecy, and he wasn’t sure what would happen if he used a magical method of tracking to make him proverbially light up.
Not to mention he should be unaware of his Godly heritage at this point in his life if he was correct about the current timeline.
Likewise, he did not wish to bring unwanted attention upon his Junior Brother’s mother.
Thankfully, he recalled the name of the step-father!
I happily wrote in Gabe Ugliano after putting the books away in his storage pouch.
The parchment burst into flame in his hand.
Ocean Song blinked, secretly worried that he messed it up until the ashes reformed into an arrow, hovering over his palm as it spun around before settling on a position.
“Thank you, Great Goddess, I am once more awed by your knowledge!” He quickly thanked the Goddess, and snuffed out the makeshift altar.
Funny enough, it wasn’t that far away!
A few blocks down the road and he found the apartment complex, the arrow pointing somewhat upwards.
Though, Ocean Song scrunched his nose when he looked at the state of the place. He knew they didn’t live in a particularly desirable place, but he didn’t realize it was this bad.
Technically, Ocean Song was homeless as he hadn’t finished building his home, yet he felt his living situation was better.
Ocean Song casually walked up several flights of stairs until the arrow leveled out and dissipated as I approached a door, indicating that he was at the right place.
He assumed the spell simply vanished once its purpose had been fulfilled.
Ocean Song hesitated to knock, now that he got this far…..he didn’t know what he should do.
Truthfully, he hadn’t put much thought into this behind simply doing it.
It might be rather awkward to appear and claim to be a brother…..
However, while he pondered this question, he heard shouting behind the door and the sounds of something breaking along with a scream that sounded distinctly female.
Without hesitation at this point, he gripped the doorknob and yanked it off, pushing the door open.
He was greeted with a sight that made his blood boil.
He had a vague idea about his Junior Brother’s mother, her description, as well as the description of her husband.
And now, the mother of his Junior Brother, the Lover of his Father was knelt on the ground, a red mark on her cheek in the shape of a hand and her husband standing over her.
“Who the hell are you!?” The man – if he could be called that, looked at Ocean Song in accusation.
Ocean Song’s nose scrunched up. He recalled some details from his previous life, a claim that the husband smelled so foul that his scent was able to hide his Junior Brother’s Demi-God scent from monsters.
He believed that to be an embellishment or simply false, but standing here, the man truly left a foul smell.
He walked up to Ocean Song, jabbing his finger into his chest. “Hey, are you listening, pal?! You can’t just walk into someone’s home like you – “
Ocean Song considered her options, threw them to the wayside and slapped the man.
To the Cyclops’ eyes, it was slow, as the mean was lifted up off the ground, his cheek indented, and quite a few of his teeth flew out of his mouth before he went head first into the kitchen table.
He was unmoving.
However, Ocean Song could still heart a faint heart beat.
He glanced back at the mother of his Junior Brother who looked at him with obvious fear and trepidation.
She slowly stood up.
Ocean Song opened his mouth to politely introduce himself, but rather quickly she reached into her purse that was on the counter and retrieved a small revolver and fired a shit directly at his face.
Surprised, Ocean Song reached up to catch the bullet, followed by another pause of silence.
“….It was smart to aim for my eye. A monster’s body is usually durable enough to withstand bullets, but eyes are almost exclusively a weak spot.” He admired her bravery in her presumed face of danger.
“….It’s not my first time.” She said softly.
Ocean Song found himself admiring her more.
“No wonder my Father was so smitten with you.” He smiled.
“….father?” She breathed out, her brow furrowed until realization dawned on her. “You’re his son?”
Ocean Song nodded his head. “I apologize for my….abrupt entrance.” He glanced at the unconscious body of her ‘husband’. “However, I will not apologize for slapping him. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ocean Song, son of the Sea God.” He clasped his hands, bowing politely to her. “And your son’s Senior Brother.”
Hesitantly, she put the gun down, not that it would do any good.
“You’re….not here for my son?”
“You assumed I was here for him immediately. Dare I guess that you can see through the mist and noticed my ‘eye’?”
She nodded, staring at it. “A little bit.” She admitted. “I noticed that Monsters, even when ‘hiding’ never quite fit in. Your….outfit, was….eye-catching.”
What did she mean by that? Ocean Song was confused.
“Once more, I apologize, Mistress, for barging in and showing you an unsightly scene. This lowly Cyclops simply wanted to visit his Junior Brother, I intended no harm to yourself or your son.”
“Mistress?” She whispered in confusion.
“You are Father’s Mistress, you hold seniority over someone like me, Mistress.” Ocean Song briefly explained.
Sally Jackson looked at him, rather confused by what he was saying, though able to gleam some things from it.
She started to relax slightly.
Realistically, she knew that if he wanted to hurt her, there was nothing she could do, but he seemed genuinely peaceful to her. “I guess you know me then, I’m Sally Jackson.” She awkwardly introduced herself as well.
Ocean Song, he raised her hand and she flinched back. He felt another surge of anger in his heart and resisted the urge to kick her husband’s unconscious body. He extended a finger and used a wisp of his Qi towards her cheek.
He wasn’t studious towards the healing arts, but he could heal a mortal’s swollen cheek rather easily.
Sally took out a hand mirror from her purse and looked at herself. A lot more of her hesitation dissipated and she found herself smiling. “Thank you.”
“It’s no effort, Mistress.”
“….you don’t have to call me that.” She still found it rather…awkward.
“I must show proper respect to Father’s Mistress.” Ocean Song shook his head.
Sally let out a sigh. “I could hardly be called his Mistress, when I havn’t seen him since Percy was born. He probably forgot all about me.”
“Mistress, I can say for certainty, that not a day goes by that he doesn’t wish he could be at your side.” Ocean Song was nothing if not supportive of his Father.
Sally smiled despite herself. She picked up the gun, with a little bashful expression and stuffed it back into her purse. “I’m sorry for….shooting you.”
“No, no it’s my fault, please don’t worry about it.” He quickly soothed her. “You did the correct thing.” Though he had a thought, and he reached into his storage pouch and pulled out the Trident his Father gifted him. “As an apology, please take this as a gift. My Father bestowed it upon me when I was born, but I feel it would be useful for you and you can pass it onto my brother when the time is right.”
Sally didn’t know what to say, she took it, feeling it was heavier than it looked.
“The mists will make it look like a broom.” Ocean Song made sure to say. “Do you know about the Mists?”
“Uh….yeah, Pos – He told me about certain things.”
Ocean Song nodded, happy that she was aware of certain things. Especially not to speak the names of Gods so openly.
“Are…are you here to finally take Percy away?” She hesitated for a different reason. “He told me that eventually, Percy would have to go someplace. That Monsters would start showing up..”
“You mean Camp Halfblood. I apologize, Mistress, I am here for my own reasons. I am no member of Father’s Court, nor a participant in that camp. As you can see – “ He pointed to his Third Eye. “I am a Monster.” He chuckled lightly. “Monsters and the children of Gods don’t mix well.”
“Oh.” She relaxed but still looked at him. “Doesn’t that mean you being here would make things worse? He said that anything abnormal would make monsters more attracted to him!”
“Please allow me to alleviate your concerns, Mistress. While I am around, I can promise you, No harm shall befall you or your son in my presence.” He made a solemn oath, not one based on any God or thereof, but on his own pride and honor. “But I also have been….pacifying the inhabitants of the city in recent weeks. The Monsters of the city know that it is unwise to target humans or Demi-Gods.”
Sally Jackson didn’t know what he meant by that, but she felt a shudder go down her spine and for some reason, she believed him.
Ocean Song looked down at her ‘Husband’. “You are a strong woman; your son is luck to have you as a mother. Willing to submit yourself to this disgusting thing for his protection. If you desire, I can craft a few Talismans that can shield his innate scent just to assuage your worries, Mistress. You should not have to submit yourself to the torture of being married to this creature, you are worth far more than that.”
Sally Jackson blinked at the sudden information she received.
She was having trouble processing everything, because it had been all so sudden and rather emotionally whiplashing.
“Mom, why is the door broken?” We both heard the voice coming in. Sally looked the slightest bit concerned, glancing at him with an understandable suspicion. Even her hands around the Trident tightened, ready to stab at him if she needed to.
Ocean Song actually admired her quite a bit.
He could put several pieces together, filled in with what he recalled from his previous life.
She suffered torment and degradation at the hands of this disgusting person she called a husband, all to protect her son. And she was more than willing to fight Ocean Song to defend him without a single ounce of hesitation.
“Mom – “ Percy Jackson walked into the room. The Half-Brother of Ocean Song. They shared a few similar features, mostly their eyes and hair color. The two Brothers, meeting for the first time. “ – Why is there a pimp in here?”
“Percy!” His mom exclaimed in embarrassment.
Pimp!?
Ocean Song was confused.
He reached out, hidden from the view of his Half-Brother and snatched the hand mirror from Sally’s purse.
While the mists hid his form, they would still show the hidden state in a simple mirror.
His eyes widened because he was wearing a bright purple suit and did indeed look like a pimp.
….even his sword looked like a pimp cane.
He then realized why so many people were staring at him while he was walking down the street.
He made a silent promise to himself that he would better master the use of the mists in the future.
@***@
A/N
Ocean Song and Percy finally meet! And canon is completely tossed out the window.
Also, just a heads up, got another Hurricane hitting in a couple days. Just a warning if I go silent for a bit due to power and stuff going out. Still working on the Looking Glass omake, just wanted to get something out for now.
Comments
Codeninja676 (Brian)
Oh God I can only imagine him looking like A Pimp Named Slickback.
ZloGlaZ
Mass report is usually helps. So add a note to the chapter and ask to report and it will be gone :)
Aaron Yates
Upon reading Bruce Lee’s quote about kicking, Ocean song went out to pimp slap all manner of beings. If he looked like a pimp he may as well attack like one.
Dericof D
Be safe, take your precautions and good luck
Michał Kotuła
I can already imagine what Zeus, power hungry and paranoid, mind conjure if Artemis tell him that monster son of Poseidon take control over New York monsters Godfather stile.
Oda The Toaster
Ocean Breathing: Final Form: Pimp Slap!
Yeno Memevig
Lol I thought the same thing. Now I'm imagining OS walking around with Kramer's energy and physical humor.
Dericof D
Ocean Song walking around like Kramer did, looking like a pimp but not knowing that he looked like one. Now, the big question is: would he change his appearance or will accept the calling and plays the Game?
AR
Thanks for the chapter, and stay safe!
SentientPileOfTentacles
Stay safe, heard this one is a big one.
Belly
I can imagine what normal mortals see when they see a pimp going around the da serous parts of the city and bullying the "gangs" and thugs around lol
TCGM
She fired the solitary shit she had left to give at him
Ronin Katarn
A Pimp Named Ocean Song came in and slapped a bitch.
Verdauga
Pimp has me wheezing.
Son-Of-Scorn
Damn cut off right when it got interesting, good cliffhanger tho gotta say lol
LithiumWar
Hey, um, when you describe her firing a shot, you actually wrote it as firing a Shit.
Suika Nine
Thank you for the chapter. Stay safe.
Bio_Bill
The Pimp comment is accurate if you think about it. Has bunch of monsters he needs to smack around to keep in line. Make it so the monsters that work/listen to him look like prostitutes to mortals.
Tyric Gaias
No, no, no it’s a Pimp Named Slickback!
Phantom knight who can’t think of a better nicknam
Lmao a PIMP oh that’s great also I love the idea of him making a purification pill and giving it to Percy or just training him under the guise of play
Kal
Percy this is your brother Slickback
Orchamus
The pimp hand proves its worth!! Also please be safe Story🙂
DemonRight27
Pimp named Ocean Song
Kuro
This is the way Astoryforone-San,the Miyagi-do way! 😫😫😫😫😫👁👅👁
ColcytusRising
Stay safe in the hurricane man
ColcytusRising
Dang. I'll report it for legal issues, hopefully everyone else will report it as well to get it taken down. Cause that's messed up that they are stealing your hard work
Äsphëërä
The mist made him look like APimpNamedSlickback or sum? His first attack was a slap.
James French
The pimp hand is strong with this one
Crow
Gabe got Pimp Slapped like the bitch he is.
AStoryForOne
I'm aware, not much I can do.
micah Franks
Hope you get through 2.0 well it’s missing me so good luck praying for ya
Leonhardt Redfield
Pimp Cyclops! HA! Good one, mate, good one.
ColcytusRising
If you need ill get the link for you to see. It's bad. The ai voice is so horrible, and they bashed your writing. I got pissed when I found it. Also they changed the name to try and make it hard to find the original work. I doubt you gave permission for them to use it, so this is me reaching out
ColcytusRising
Hopefully you saw my post in a previous chapter about those youtube videos stealing your story and using them?
Peter K
I love this story! And please stay safe and evacuate if you can - Milton is looking like it's going to be pretty apocalyptic and we'd all be devastated if you got hurt
ColcytusRising
Hey AStoryForOne
