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Wheels of a scribe

It has been 6 months since I saw Poseidon and Oceanus. 6 months and a bit since the Kraken gave me additional powers and now I am reflecting on what was, what I was and what I am becoming. I could feel elements of my body, but not much. The moment the Kraken flooded me something happened, something the powers of Perses did not achieve. The power within me started modifying me and repairing me, even issues I was never aware of were repairing through the powers of the kraken. I reckon that this was in the first month when I started to feel whole, not Olympian, not a mere mortal but something in between. I still believe I can be killed, but it would take maximum effort (was that a quote Deadpool had?) to bring it about. The speed at which I healed was uncanny, that much I have experienced. In all this there was a shift in Psychofagos as well, it was a bit more than a bident now, and even if I looked at it, I felt fear within me and I wielded this bloody thing. But in 6 months a lot happened. My eye sight upgraded over time even more. It is hard to describe,  I saw the old way, the olympic way and now I see even more, but is it my Olympian part? The views seamlessly overlapped and at a moments notice I saw one, the other or all. Like a simple switch in my brain, which gets me to the next part of it all, the thoughts from birth came flooding in, my brain now recollected ANYTHING that I had seen and the Olympic side could enhance it, like watching 3d TV in front of me, allowing me to reexamine the past as I saw fit. It was about three weeks after the initial event with Poseidon that I was walking the streets of Athens. There were all kind of people out there and some tried me but others held them back, almost like they knew that it was the worst idea ever. I walked down Faonos away from the park when my mind picked up on something. It was mild at first, then louder, almost like a shriek. I looked at the sky and made 360, there it was, it was the sign of Hades in the sky. A clear sign if there ever was one. I walked into its direction, a walk that took close to an hour. I ended up in front of a hotel named A for Athens. I walked in and asked for a room. The man looked sceptically at me. Another room sir? Is something wrong with your room? I slapped my head. Sorry, Raki. It was the best excuse I could find on short notice. The man smiled. He gave me my key and a letter. I made a puzzled look. The man smiled and pointed towards the corridor. Would you like som coffee brought to your room? Yes, please I responded and gave him a 20 euro bill, the man nodded. Right way sir. I went down the corridor and found the door that represented the number on the key and walked in. The room was empty, the bed was made and there was nothing that stood out. I wondered what this was about. I checked the room and saw nothing out of place in any view I took. I looked at the letter and I was about to open it when there was a knock on the door. The man had brought me a coffeepot filled with coffee, he poured a cup, placed it on the table and placed sugar and cream. There is enough for two more cups sir, enjoy the evening and he quickly left. I opened the letter. Hello, we have not met, we should. I will be at the Temple of Hephaestus at 10:00, I heard breakfast is at 07:00, the Sfakianopita is amazing in this place.  See you at 10:00, please do not be late.

I took the message for what it was, an invitation, but an invitation by who? I set my phone alarm for 06:30 and I decided to sit in the chair and drink some coffee. It was better then I expected, always a nice surprise. And after that I laid on the bed and took a restful stance. I had learned that  even as I did not sleep any longer, laying and relaxing still had a soothing influence on me. Even now I felt the energy of the Kraken drown every cell in my body and when that was done the energy reverted every cell in a combined powerpoint. There were thousands of PowerPoints within me at this time and they all screamed energy. A feeling that was relatively new to me and I rested. When I opened my eyes I looked at my phone. It was 06:29 and a few seconds the alarm went off. I switched off the alarm and I was getting pretty good at not breaking things. I got up and had a nice hot shower. And I was about to dry myself when I looked down and noticed something odd. It was bigger? That as definitely new. I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked better, stronger, more muscled. I was still no Schwarzenegger (thank you very much), but I was decently on par with any highly trained gymnast or athlete. I got down as the tables were still being set. Sir, breakfast will be ready in minutes. I nodded. He gestured me to the side where the tables were set and I nodded again and set at the table pointed out to me. What will you be having sir? I looked at him and voiced “I heard good things about your Sfakianopita, I will have that please. With coffee.” Yes sir was the response and the waiter walked to the kitchens. 

The meal was served and it was indeed outstanding. I had a second coffee and it was close to 07:45 when I was done. I walked by the front desk and asked for a tourist map. I wanted to see the Temple of Hephaestus. Was it far away? As it turned out it was a mere 10 minute walk. I went back to my room and contemplated who I would meet and why there? I left the room a little over an hour later and walked to the Temple, it was 13 minutes later but I did stop twice so I was still half an hour early. As such I scoped out the place by walking around the temple. I saw nothing out of sorts and I also did not see anything Olympian, and so I walked into the temple.

Part 2
The Temple was like all the Greek temples. Empty and a little too elaborate. I walked through it in _under a minute. I stared at the building again, just to see if there was something hidden, but I could not spot anything. I was about to walk around the building again when a voice stopped me.

No matter Olympian, you cannot see what is there. You see Zeus decreed a long time ago that our temples are ours and ours alone. We can be near another temple, but until the person who it is for invites us, we cannot see or do anything. It is even more so that the invited person can only see what we allow that person to see. I looked at the man, he seemed to have similarities with Hesiod, his sculpture. His short silver and black hair, the style and the slim golden band around his head was different, but that was about it. He gestured me to follow. I had walked this empty corridor before. He then gestured to one of the columns. Follow me fast, you will drop a little but nothing an Olympian cannot handle. He walked into the column, I hesitated for a mere fracture of a second then I walked in. I fell and fell for about 10 seconds and landed on my feet. It was OK, there was no pain or anything but my mortal side would be quite dead, or at least with both legs shattered. The room was nicely lit, there were workbenches, a forge and troughs of liquid. There was some Roman style chair with a small table with fruits and I reckoned that it was a up with wine, that was what it smelled like, but a little stronger and more overwhelming. He grabbed another cup, he filled up his and a second one and handed me the second one. The drink smelled sweetening, a strong grape sense and I took a sip. It was like clusters of grapes exploded in my mouth. It had some fermentation, but it was strongly fruity and the overwhelming need to take another sip grabbed me hard. I took the second sip. I then looked at Hephaestus, he was sizing me up and grinning. Never had a bottle of Dionysus finest did you? I shook my head. Don’t worry it happened to all of us, the man is a wine marvel. Give me your bident! It was not a question. I summoned Psychofagos and handed him over. He looked at the bident and saw the shoulder part. Nicely done, not you though was it? Again I shook. I would think not, still it is a decent piece of work, even If I say so myself. He felt the shaft and started to examine it, he then looked at the end of the shaft. And the part attached to the tines of the bident. He then started to measure it with his fingers, like a carpenter of old times. He then started again and grabbed a piece of chalk. He put markers on the shaft and grabbed some kind of pruning knife and carved a path in the shaft, three paths about 7 inches long. He then grabbed some kind of gutter and took a little out of the middle of the shaft. He did this three times. He then walked to his workbench, looking all over the place, a second and third workbench were scrutinised and at the third He seemingly found what he was looking for. They were like beads of metal, he grabbed a small hand from one jar and a second hand from another jar, he then walked around looking for something. It was a much smaller jar and had some fine powder silver in colour and covered the beads with them. He walked to the forge and grabbed some stone jar. He threw the mix into it and placed it into the fire. The fire seemingly worked itself because the jar was glowing red in seconds. As that was happening, he walked back to the first workbench and grabbed some small pot, he took of the lid and grabbed a small piece of wood and placed them on  small table. He grabbed the red hot jar with his hand and moved his hand in circular motion and placed it back on the fire. He then grabbed some clay tablet and the gutted and made a small line on it roughly 8 inches. He then put the tablet on a small cork and let it drift in the trough with water. He looked at it for a second and seemed satisfied. He then grabbed the jar and slowly poured the red hot liquid on the clay line. The clay tablet sank just ever so little. He put the jar back where it was in the beginning, by the forge. He then looked at the clay tablet and waited for a few seconds. He then grabbed his wine cup drank the wine, filled it with water and threw the water on the metal rod. The water sizzled and he stared at the result. He grabbed the newly created rod and measured it next to his pinky. He measured two parts of the phalanges and grabbed the end of that measurement and broke it with the nail of his thumb. He did that twice more and grabbed the three pieces. They fit the small guttered parts exactly. He then went to the table and dipped the piece of wood in whatever that was. He slowly dripped it into the wedge he had created, grabbed a piece of some kind of leather from his belt and tightened it as much as he could. He did that for all three parts. He then cautiously placed the bident on two support parts. He looked at me, do not touch it for now. He went back to the second bench and looked trough some baskets. He had found something. He also went to the third table and grabbed some sort of nail and then another one. He walked back and tried whatever he had found on the end of the bident, it did not fit. He threw the  piece on the fire and in seconds it was hot, red hot. He used both pinky’s to widen the object. He looked at it and seemed pleased. He then fitted it on the shaft end and grabbed it with his hand to tighten the object. He was pleased and grabbed the nail. I now noticed that the second one was a fraction thicker. He pushed it into the shaft and removed it. The other nail was slimmer, but had small thickenings on it. He grabbed the branch again and smeared the liquid on the nail where the nail was thinner and then cautiously pushed the nail in, he then seemed to focus on the nail as he pushed harder, or so it seemed. He looked at me again, leave it for now, he walked into another room and got a chair out and placed it next to the other chair. He gestured I sat down. I did and got a large filling of Dionysus finest. He looked at me. The bident is now different. What it was it remains, I added an element that allows you to send shockwaves when the shaft end hits the ground. You will likely need it and more important, it can be used anywhere. I was not in favour of this, but you have proven yourself to be honourable, that was what Poseidon said to me, and that man does not ever talk much, not even before the issue with Oceanus started. But his word has value, as does the word of Zeus and Hades. Those two have been unheard of for much longer than Poseidon’s silence. “What happened?” I asked and he shook his head. Not my concern and not my interest. They leave me alone and that suits me just fine. I know where you are headed next, give them this from me. And he handed me a small package. I looked puzzled, how did he know? Do not worry, the action strands of Olympians are easily seen, you have centuries to learn that part. I put the parcel away. We spoke about all kinds of issues over the next few hours and it was at that point Hephaestus looked at the bident. He walked over and felt the shaft. He nodded and handed it over to me. “Do not put it away, examine it first and try it first” I did and he was right, something was different, not off, but out of balance, or better stated it was more balanced now, the metal parts had repaired the imbalance that the shoulder part had added. 

I tried a few more movements and on a mere notion I hit the shaft end to the ground, something I still regret, the shockwave was enormous. Hephaestus was thrown straight through the room, I was untouched, but everything else was all over the place. “Put it away” he ordered. Now clean the mess you made, he was not a happy chappie. I had made a mess and I cleaned up the place as well as I could and then he gestured to the other side of the room which I ordered as well. He looked at me and said, well that improvement works. I nodded. He took me back how I got in and going up was no hassle at all, it was like gravity stopped for most of the trip. And it was not long thereafter that I was back where I started. He walked me to my hotel and gestured the manager. They obviously knew one another. I went back to my room with a cup of coffee, it was late in the evening, or so I thought, it was not until the next morning that I saw the papers, I had been away for three days. 

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Peek a boo

The Days that followed were lacking any kind of excitement. The trip was a little over 10,000 Kilometres and it would take a little over two weeks to get there. There were enough provisions and if push came to shove, catching fish was now a simple tasks. The first week was odd for me, I spend most time in the master bedroom, alone mind you. The gift of the kraken was weird. Even as the powers of Perses reinvigorated me and had plenty of external sides. The powers of the kraken was internal. It reenforced my body. The first thing I noticed was my eyesight. It was sharper, more direct and my human sight had almost gone. I could still see like people, but I also saw dozens of things that people could not see. If my old sight was 20:10, my new sight was well over 70:10 in the sunshine and closer to 150:10 at night. My eyes were able to sort of zoom in to any object in my line of sight. The third day was awful. I started to pick up the thoughts of people, so I was able to pick up on too much noise. The chief purser, a woman named Catherine and 24 years old kept on thinking of me bending her over the bar and fuck her as hard as I could, there was one of the deck hands who was a little more interested in my body than I was comfortable with. And the list went on. I started to enjoy the company of one of the waitresses who had no interest in me, but had the most interesting ideas what she wanted to do to hr new husband, as well as things she hoped he would do to her. In the end I kept close to Lachesis and Clotho who had no thoughts, or perhaps they had them but could shield them. Clotho told me on the 4th day that I would erect barriers soon enough, all the Olympians went through them, but normally they went through them before 15, making me the oldest new brain issue. At times I summoned Psychofagos and focussed on the stones. Only the green one was now untouched, but that would happen at some point and the  thinking stone was a new dilemma, I had no idea what that thing did and as the Fates were unaware of the powers of a black stone, I was once again in the dark. It was almost at the end of the first week when I suddenly heard nothing. I felt happy, and when I focussed on the Chief purser, I could feel her thoughts and her wishes giving me a decent erection from the word go. So at least there is still some human sides in me, or something people and Olympians shared. 

It was at that point Lachesis came to me. The knock was a surprise, I was usually left alone. How are you? OK, I guess. I was not giving her the full rundown. The Davey Jones locker issue was still in my mind and even as they told me they were not aware, I had no way of knowing what was true and what was not. She was there to talk and we talked, then she stated that she wanted to test my ability of control and she had a nice new game for that. It was then that she opened the door and in came the chief purser. Wearing her uniform, but as she showed it was lacking lingerie. She took her top of and showed were pristine breasts, Lachesis was slowly kissing her shoulder and massaging her body. Catherine reacted to that, they kissed each other and I noticed her body shiver in delight. I heard her mind scream “Yes, yes, oh god yes” and as Lachesis lay down on the bed I was sitting on, she pulled my arm and I fell on my back, my erection now fully ready. Catherine saw that as an invitation and she opened my pants.

[Erotic scene removed to avoid Facebook issues]

It was in the early morning of day 18 when the engines stopped. We had made a detour to Lima to refuel, we till had enough, but it seemed that the captain did not like to be in the ocean with a lack of fuel. So as day 18 started, Clotho told me that Oceanus and Poseidon were somewhere below in the trench. She also cautioned me not to rely on violence as there was every chance that both Oceanus and Poseidon would see me as an enemy and even as I had little chance of defeating either of them, should they combine forces I would be done for. It made sense and I looked around for one more second and jumped into the water. The water was light, or so it now seemed, and as I made a speedy descent into the trench two things became clear. The first was that the bident was not protecting me as it once did, it must have felt that I was able to take what was coming and as I raced towards the bottom, I saw nothing out of the ordinary, yet that changed when I passed the six mile depth mark. The bottom was simple and I could see some parts, but it was ahead where there was a lot more light, or it seemed like light, but I was not clear what it was. It took another 30 seconds to get there and the scene was weird. In the centre of what seemed light was a dry patch of land and Poseidon was there. Around him there were glass spikes, like an inverted sea urchin. It looked like water, water that was solid as glass and it was pulling water and moist out of the patch. It seemed to weaken Poseidon, around the inverted urchin were layers of spiked shields keeping whatever help he could get at bay, so Poseidon was at the bottom of the trench on a dry patch of land what might be regarded as the least humid piece of earth on this planet. 

I looked around and it took a while, because I didn’t know what to look for and there he was Oceanus, this titan was the size of the Chrysler building without the spiky top. He was sitting there observing Poseidon and optionally focussing on the prison he had made for Poseidon. Something had angered him alright, but how do you talk to a titan that does not even notice you? It was then that I considered a rather foolish idea. It had all the marks of that it might to work, but there was no going back if it went wrong. I looked at the setting, I would have to hit the ground between the prison and Oceanus, I mustered whatever strength I had and I head towards the ground like a torpedo, and as I slammed into the ground, my mind shouted as hard as it could “Listen!” It seemed a little too much like a peek a boo, but there was every chance it was an unknown tactic to these two. There was no denying it had an effect. Oceanus looked in my direction, as did Poseidon and as his prison collapsed, he created some kind of shell around him, but he did not act. I thought again “The oceans are dying, life is leaving the oceans” and after that I summoned all the images of dead fish and pollution I could push in both directions. Oceanus looked at me and he then looked up and he started to notice that he missed a few things, as did Poseidon. I honestly am unsure what they were thinking, but then I heard the voice of Oceanus. You speak like my Kraken. “He taught me this, to warn you that the waters are in danger and he cannot act” Both Poseidon and Oceanus looked up and looked around themselves. It as clear that they now clearly saw that things were wrong and as such they both beheld me. Who are you? Oceanus asked. I am the grandson of Hades and Zeus. Child to Ares and Makaria. Oceanus saw the bident and summoned it out of my hands. I could not hold on, the power was too great and this also told me that my body could withstand the pressures on their own, the gift from the Kraken was a good gift. Oceanus saw the bident, saw the stones. I heard the word “Atropos”, the one fate I had not met yet. He grabbed each tine with one hand and seemingly focused. He threw the bident back to me which landed perfectly in my hand. I now noticed that the thinking stone was now pitch black and shone with darkness. He then said “Get the final part from Demeter, now leave me” I did not wait for Poseidon to say anything and I got out of there as fast as I could. It took close to two minutes to get back to the surface. It was clear that Clotho and Lachesis noticed something in me. What happened? They both asked. I think they stopped fighting. Oceanus implied I need to see Demeter next. Both fates nodded and it was time to change travel directions. Next stop Athens via the Panama Canal.

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Minding ones manners

The situation seemed decently weird. Psychofagos kept the water at bay. At times I got wet, but it was nothing more then the pressures of a swimming-pool or a bathtub, here I would have to experience 1,000 atmosphere of pressure which was not the case, and that was before I entered the locker. I was not sure how much deeper this was. I was suddenly aware of the voice of the Kraken against. In the past the voices of the whales kept me entertained. Over a century they left me and now whenever I hear them it is like they are suffering. Explain this to me Olympian. I told him of the people that are no longer in the thousands, but now there are thousand times thousand more, in the same places and in many more places. The waters of the ocean are dirty of their filth and these people have eaten most of the fish in the water, including the whales. The kraken was seemingly stressed about that. Do they not know that the waters will restore them over time? I thought again, the people are all in the grasp of greed those who realise have no power, or are rich and will be dead soon. The kraken thought, or it seems he was thinking or contemplating. I had no idea what was going on there, but there was a different sense of him, he seemed more aware, ore alive and more disturbed. I cannot decide here he thought. I need father to stop fighting Poseidon, he must be equally unaware of what happens on the land. You must stop their fight. The tentacles grasped me and Psychofagos and brought me up to his eye level. I was unable to move, its tentacle war wrapped around me, a Python could not do a better job. He then focussed on Psychofagos, he stared intensely. I see the power of the fates. They are trying to fix things within their power. Good! Was the loud voice in my mind. The Sapphire became brighter, but also that last stone, the stone I could not identify changed colour, it went from broken white to pitch black and Psychofagos was trembling like a tuning fork, strong and stronger. It was hard to hold onto him, but I had to, it could mean instant death If I did not. I felt the tremblings shake more than Psychofagos, my bones were trembling too and that was not a nice feeling. Being the largest vibrator in the seven seas was not my idea of pleasing anyone. Then the sensation stopped and the Bident was taken from my grasp. I have given you a little of my powers Olympian, you can now traverse without your bident, but it will be faster with him. Go now Olympian, you need to stop a fight that has continues for millennia. I need father to instruct me, I need father to become aware. His tentacle planted Psychofagos in the sand before me. Go Now.

I turned around and I was suddenly aware that Psychofagos wasn’t holding the waters back, the depth had no influence on me and more important, I thought of the exit and moved towards it rather fast. Like the waters around me now obeyed my thoughts. I moved up to the door and I exited the door. I closed it behind me. The waters were more clear, like my eyes were upgraded too. The waters around here were clear. There was a sunken boat in the distance, something like an ancient Man-O-War, I ignored it and thought my way back to the surface, a journey that took mere seconds this time around. 

I got back on the boat and both Lachesis and Clotho were awaiting my arrival. They were looking at me with some bewilderment. I could not resist “the Kraken said hello”. Clotho was pleased, she smiled intensely. Lachesis was not as happy. “Did it work?” She asked. Clotho nodded. The sapphire is loaded with the power of water. He has what he…. She stopped. Sister! She shouted. She pointed at the last gem. Lachesis stared at it like she saw something new. They have never been this colour before. Clotho looked. She turned to me. The Kraken gave you more, but we are unaware what. The thought stones are always white, we have never seen a black one before. Not once in 10 millennia. I wondered what the Kraken had decided on, it was intentional, that much was certain.

Clotho also looked at me with renewed interest. Sister, observe his bones. Lachesis came and stared at me. That’s impossible! Apparently not, Clotho replied. They walked around me and they observed me. Lachesis started to speak. Your bones are now infused with the language of Titans, the power of Titans now grows and restores within you. I wonder if anything now can harm you, this includes the proverbial exploding volcano. There is the symbol of the trident on your pelvis, you can now summon a trident, or at least call it from the hands of Poseidon, in addition the language seems to have additional meaning, but we never learned the language. The language of Gaia and Crius. Only Hades and Zeus know that language, We do not know if Poseidon knows it. 

I told them to head towards Poseidon and Oceanus, I looked straight down and saluted towards nothing, but it was a greet towards the Kraken. I had no idea if he would understand the gesture, but one must mind ones manners, especially when you are given something one did not ask for, but what coul be essential in what comes ahead. The sisters nodded and it was like one of them had given a mental command to the captain, the ship immediately changed course and headed SSE. It would take days to get there. I wanted to jump back into the water and get there in seconds. Clotho stopped me. No Olympian! Lets the titan’s writings take its time. It will take time, and it will take longer than the trip. Optionally you will be better protected. If the Titan symbols are similar to Olympian ones, they are created to protect the sustain the body before they do anything else and to be honest. We did not know that the Kraken was there, merely that there was something there and we needed to know. Now we know and you were given a gift. Now lets not waste that, you need every angle to intervene that fight and we do not know if you would survive that. Well you most likely will, the titan symbols would most likely take care of it. But in the end, neither of us ever met Oceanus and we do not look forward to seeing Poseidon, he is fickle and loves his oceans, we need him to see that again and see the loss he faced over the millennia. It might be the one trump card we have at present.

We also have a new setting. The thinking stones are rare, really rare and we have never seen a black one, so there is no telling what you will be capable off. 

To be continued

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When the trap is not the issue

It was another two weeks when I was chauffeured towards the Marina Del Rey. The car stopped close to the Venice Boardwalk. He and Lachesis got out of the car. Lachesis was looking her 25 year old form and she was wearing something very white and extremely revealing. It seemed to him that she liked being watched. They walked by the boardwalk with security in place. Two in front, two at the back and two slightly behind them. He now realised that people were better off getting broken by them then touched by him or Lachesis. The walk was nice and the weather was good, it was a little over 10 minutes when the were approaching lifeguard tower 39. The all walked towards the sea and in no time a large speedboat arrived. They all got on board and the boat sped off towards the deep ocean. It was a little over 5 minutes later when he saw the boat in the distance. It was about 100 meters long and several decks high. It was a little later when the name was revealed. It was a yacht called Kore and it was waving a Greek flag at the stern. The speedboat came alongside the rear of the boat and a gangway was just at the rear of the speedboat. They all got on board with the exception of the crew that was on the speedboat and it roared away less then a minute after they all got on board. The crew nodded in their direction. He was taken to the master bedroom. You coming? I asked. Lachesis shook her head. You need to focus and you need all the energy you can muster I reckon, we will get to our destination in about 4 days. I went into the bedroom and looked at the setting. It looked overwhelmingly awesome. It was tranquil, it made him want to rest and he laid down on the bed. He was not sleeping but he was focussing on what he could perceive and with every day he perceived more and more. It was on the 4th day when he decided to walk the ship. He went to the elevator and saw the statue of a naked girl in honey marble. She was clothed in soft green transparent silk with a clasp that looked like a cornucopia. 

He took the elevator down to the main deck. There was another statue of a naked woman, see looked just like the one in honey marble, yet a little older, no more than 2 years older. 

She was wearing a similar silk dress but now in light green, a little darker than the previous dress but with the same clasp the statue was in a light green and gold marble. He walked to the rear of the boat and saw Lachesis getting a massage by a man who seemed to know what he was doing. He walked to the right and walked to the rear. He saw the end of the boat and he took this path as he descended another floor, closer to the water. The sea was calm, there was the smallest of movement from left to right whilst the boat was almost cleaving the water. He entered the lower deck. It was had a few cabins but for the most it was all empty. He heard noises to the left. It seemed to be the staff cabins. He passed them and then he saw the elevator. Another statue of the woman he saw before, she seemed 3-5 years older here and it was in black and gold marble. 

The dress was now transparent black silk with the clasp of Hades. So this was Persephone? He walked on and heard the noise of the engines. They were pretty quiet and he walked back to the elevator and took the elevator to the top deck. Time to see the bridge. He silently walked on the deck and looked at the equipment. The captain noticed him and saluted him. I nodded back. “We will arrive in 3 hours”, I nodded and walked away. I walked to the rear of this level and sat in a chair. I looked at the sea and let time pass by. Then the engines silenced and I knew we had arrived at the destination. I looked up and saw Lachesis approach, but this time around there was another woman, younger, 22-23. She looked at me and spoke. So you are here, I am Clotho. Where is your bident? I summoned the bident. She looked at it. The sapphire is water, it protects you from any depth and steers water around you, but be careful, water is flexible, at times too flexible. First test is to move around without movement. Let the water push you, you merely have to think your direction, so drop in the water and circle around the boat. If you feel lost stash away the bident, you then will have to do all the work, but you will surface and you no longer need to breath, so you can do this forever. I looked at her and jumped overboard. I went down two meters and as I focussed on directions I moved without flexing a muscle. I learned something new, I learned that not unlike a tank I could move where I wasn’t looking. It was a slow process, because I tended to see where the ship was and that was when I went in that direction. It took almost an hour to get a much more precise feeling of movement. I went back up. Clotho looked at me “Not bad Olympian”, now do the same thing, but in a diagonal shape, see the direction you want to go in, there is a small trick. It is easier with your eyes closed, but you need to be able to do this with your eyes open. And I went down again and it was indeed easier when my eyes weren’t interfering, but after two rotations I looked again and that was when I saw the huge sperm whale. I moved around it and kept my distance so that I wouldn’t accidentally hit it. After a few more minutes I went back to the boat. Clotho seemed pleased. I felt energised but I also felt some kind of fear, some kind of apprehension of the darkness below me. 

Clotho looked at me and pointed down. “Now lets take a look if you can reach the bottom” I looked at her and jumped overboard. Psychophagos out and I looked down to the deep black below me. I focussed and I went down, I went down fast and faster per second. I realised that the bident wasn’t doing anything. It was merely moving the water away, so I was basically in free fall. Then my mind considered the diagonal movements I was doing earlier, now the descent was like a corkscrew, but I my feet were touching the water and I went down like a person on a waterslide. It was awesome and as I adjusted the corkscrew I slowed down or speeded up and as the water was deep black, I was aware of something, but I had not idea what it was, so I tried going up and that went swimmingly nice as the phrase goes, and down I went again, it was almost 15 minutes later when a lighter colour was approaching and I slowed down, there it was, the sands of the bottom, I was 10 kilometres under water. I saw something in the distance and I moved towards it, it was some kind of locker, a lot larger then normal, so as I got close to it I saw it was a locker that was 2 meters square and the foundation and it was about 7 meters high and then I saw the name on the locker. It stated ‘Davey Jones’ Clotho had a sense of humour, but that also meant I had walked straight into a trap and I had no idea why. But the feeling of dread was there and I contemplated opening the door. I looked around and I saw nothing, so I opened the door and saw the steps. I walked down the steps and after around an hour I had made it to the bottom. There was even less light here and then I saw a tentacle, it was almost not moving and it was huge and thick. The part I saw was about three meters thick and there was no end to the tentacle. I walked a few steps off the steps when the tentacle moved. It wasn’t really moving as it seemed to pull something towards me. This was when more tentacles came forward and after that something that was the stuff of Hollywood legend, A kraken, bigger than anyone would ever have seen. It was optionally the kraken of Oceanus and Ceto. So it was a trap? Well this bident wielder was not going down without a fight. I was ready to strike when I felt a voice in the back of my mind. “I am not your enemy Olympian” The kraken spoke, or at least it thought the words I understood in my mind and as the kraken moved towards me I saw that it was even bigger then I thought it could be. He halted meters away from me, its eye clearly on me and I wondered what would come next.

To be continued

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Knowledge is nothing

It was several weeks later, I was still in the mansion in Belle Air, security was tight. There were 3 events and security took care of it. The second one was shouting about the rights of the press, but the Myrmidon Protectors took care of it and I was doubtful if that man would ever try to drop in again. There was an event with a drone, but it was clear that they had dealt with that too. They used some kind of a bazooka net with winch. The drone was captured ripped asunder and the camera was utterly destroyed. What was left had been thrown away. For me it was a different setting. It stated with a night of sex and that continued for 75 hours. I thought that I was done after 48 hours, I had coitused the hell out of Lachesis, but she merely smiled and teased me with ‘Is the little boy tired?’ That got to me and I renewed the effort with a lot more sex. And after 75 hours I still was not tired, which was weird. I was no virgin and the women were definitely not complaining, but I never considered myself ‘thrust-hound of the century’ I was above average and that was about it, but now, now there was no stopping me, never tiring and never flaccid. I had come well over a dozen times and still Lachesis was ready for more. Well that was a bit of a game changer, the tiring part was part of the bliss and it was gone. After I came again I stopped and walked to the window. She looked at me and she was not smiling. “I learned a few things. We need to talk over breakfast” I looked at her and nodded. I walked out in a bathrobe I saw Patrick. “Breakfast on the terrace in 15 minutes please” he nodded and walked off. I had a shower in the master bedroom and got dressed. I walked to the terrace and breakfast was being placed, a large breakfast with all kinds of goods, some I had not seen before. Lachesis arrived a minute later and looked at the table and sat down. Coffee, tea and orange juice was served “Leave us” she said and the servants walked away. I sat down.

“You are a new odd duck”, the stretch between mortal and god is large, the Demi gods are roughly half way. You were somewhere between 60 and 70 percent. Now with the Perses trial you are somewhere between 70 and 80 percent, but only to some extent, parts of you are more Olympian. You were fully Olympian, but that was taken away and you were made mortal for reasons I do not know. Zeus was once really clear, you were mortal but we were not allowed to cut your line. An almost unnatural immortal. Now that void is filled with the energy of Perses and your cells are rejuvenating, but there is Also a danger. I looked at her wondering what she meant. It was one of the more lovely tasks I ever took. During the sex there were three moments when you almost lost control of your emotions and you became more than hot, this means that you can never lose control with a mortal, she would burn to a crisp in seconds. Thee are also more changes. You are near impossible to be killed like most Olympians, but that also means that you need to keep control of anger and other feelings, they are still mortal in foundation and you could destroy an army single handedly, but that would put you on the radar of the wrong people. “What can I do?” I asked. Well for now, here is safe. You are away from people and in the next month or so you will have more control. You were never a people person and that works for you, but their emotions will more easily grab you. You were mortal for a long time. You still are mortal, you are just really hard to kill at present. You should not walk into an active volcano, but beyond that you can survive pretty much anything. 

But there is a new test coming. Not yet, the exact time is not known, but it will be in the near future. This is a different fight and you need to understand what happened. Long ago Oceanus and Poseidon had a fallout. Oceanus who remained neutral in the titan war was left alone, but something happened and set off the feud between Oceanus and Poseidon, it came to blows and at the bottom of the ocean these two had a battle, Poseidon lost and was imprisoned at the bottom of the ocean, now the oceans need protection Poseidon is not there to protect the seas, Oceanus was never one for protection and they are unaware of the damage here. Their feud is still going on and Poseidon is kept in his prison on the ocean floor. We do not know how it is done, as the water is the realm of Poseidon, but Oceanus is equally master of the seas and much stronger. So we need to end this but we do not know how it is ended, this is where you come in. This will not be a fight, it will be more diplomacy with a difference. This is a task you must think your way out of, it might be the only way to do it. They are at the bottom of the ocean somewhere in the Atacama Trench that is as much as we know. It is 8135 meters deep, it is 5,900 km long and 64 km wide, so good luck finding them there. You should be able to get there as you are close to invulnerable, but do not get arrogant. These two are masters there and either could attack you, we know nothing of the prison what it looks like and how it stops Poseidon. All things that could be an issue, as it can stop Poseidon it could possibly kill you, so be careful. We have no idea what you will face there and running in now is folly. The sapphire will give you some powers over water, but at the depth you will be at, we will not know how effective it will be, we will take the boat and go towards Guam and the The Challenger Deep. It will be 11000 meters deep, so a good point to see how deep you can go, if you can get to the floor there, you should be OK in the Atacama Trench. I looked at her and wondered what he could do. It is another test and one that was weird to say the least. I never much liked water. I had nothing against it, but I felt some natural dislike of water, other than a bathtub or a shower that was. I never really enjoyed a swimming pool, although a hot tub was at times relaxing and nice. 

But that was for another day. For now he would consider what his options were and left the table for the study, watch some TV, brood on what this all was, because I had the distinct feeling that this was more than a test and Lachesis wasn’t telling him everything, but the problems was not what she was telling me, it was what she wasn’t telling me and that part was worrisome on more than one level.

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