《Perseus Jackson: A New Order》I join the Council
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Today, was just another normal day and I was practicing archery in the fields of the Mansion of Night. I was pretty decent and archery now and could probably rival a child of Apollo. I was snapped out of my thoughts when my body started to dissolve into thin air. I started to panic as I couldn't feel anything at all. It felt like... well I couldn't feel anything to be honest. I relaxed when I realised that I was reforming and I was in the throne room.
"Hey," I said queezily." Why am here and what just happened to me? Wait...hold on a sec," I said, clutching my stomach. I then proceeded to throw up on the floor of the Primordial Throne room.
The Primordials tried to hide their smiles, while some of them snickered. Cough Aether, cough Ananke, cough Chronous, cough Ourea. Ah man I'm sick now.
"Sorry 'bout that," I said, clearing away the mess with a swipe of my hand. "Soo... where were we again?"
The Primordials then proceeded to introduce their palms to their foreheads, thus face-plalming.
"You are here because we would like to ask you something," Chaos said. I nodded and gestured for him to go on. "We'd like you to become a member of the Primordial Council." And that's when I fainted. I'd never fainted before so this was something new.
When I recovered, the Primordials were looking at me with smirks on their faces. "Hold up", I said. "Doesn't me having a seat here already signify that?"
"No," Hydros said. "It does not mean that you're a permanent member like the rest of us." Hayami groaned, "Just say yes you idiot."
"Alright," I said wearily.
Chaos nodded and proceeded to fire a dark ball of energy that hit the empty space between Aether and Chronos' thrones. After a few moments of the usual tremors, a pitch black couch like throne with silver stitching emerged out of the ground and all other thrones rested upon the floor. Eros then gestured me towards the throne. It looked pretty sweet to be honest.
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I walked up to it at sat on it. As soon as I did, mine and the others' thrones levitated a few feet above the ground. I also noticed that I had grown in size to match the size of the other Primordials.
"Cool," I said like a little kid at a toy store. The Primordials smirked.
My mother Nyx spoke next. "You are now the Primordial of Order and Balance. You will continue to have your existing power over shadows and darkness, but will have complete awareness of all events going on in the Earth. Your conscions have been boosted as well. You will be aware of the incidents occuring in Earth as it is your original home planet and only planet you know of, but if you extend your powers, which you can do only from your throne of power, you will be aware of all occurrences in the Void." I nodded towards the Primordials.
I then reached out my senses and almost blacked out for the second time in that time interval in the Void. The amount of imbalance on Earth was unimaginable. Chaos noticed this and nodded sadly. "Yes it is a bit much so I suggest you focus on Earth for the time being and then reach out to other planets."
The amount of injustice on Earth was mind-blowing. I needed to put a stop to this. "I need to take care of this stuff," I said to the council. "Is there anything you need of me?"
Erebus smiled at me,"It is good to see that you are ready to take up your responsibility but when the council is in session, Chronos stops time in the outside world so time flows only in this part of the Void." I shrugged and leaned back in to my couch/throne. The Primordials then proceeded to talk about the events and each of them gave their own report on what is happening in their domains in each planet. This stuff is not meant for mortal ears so... yeah... Bye!
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