Chapter 190

"Really?! That's pretty quick!"

"Yes well when a child of poseidon sails on a boat the sea god tends to be very cooperative with the winds," Odysseus said before turning to the chef, "thanks for the food Zeff."

The blonde haired chef nodded and walked away leaving Percy to Observe what food he got;

Tomato soup;

It's tomato soup, best eaten with bread. It is very good for health and it is highly recommended for men with….problem in bed.

Consume to gain +5% of your total MP back.

Percy shrugged and quickly drank the soup in one swoop. It tasted alright, Percy didn't really mind the metallic aftertaste.

"Damn little one you drank that quickly!" Odysseus exclaimed looking at Percy with a grin, "must have been very hungry huh?"

Percy smiled and the two began talking as Odysseus got Percy another bowl of soup to have. The son of Poseidon spent the entire day just sitting and talking with the living legend as the man told stories about all the things he had been through. Did you know Black beard, yes that Blackbeard was actually Odysseus? The other guy, Edward Teach, just kind of took on the identity after Odysseus and his crew got bored.

Soon however Percy came to the question that had been bothering him the whole day, "why don't you hate me?"

Odysseus looked surprised, "blunt ain't ya?"

"It's a curse."

"No, that's a good thing really. It's simple really, I don't blame you for your father's faults," Odysseus smiled, "I actually knew quite a few children of Poseidon in my time. They were all very nice, unlike you dad."

Percy smiled, "yeah, he's kind of a tool," suddenly the sea started to shake as water hit the boat harshly shaking it roughly. "Sorry dad!" Percy replied causing the waters to return to normal.

"Haha! Never seen a child of Poseidon so openly flip their dad the finger! I like you even more lad!" Odysseus smile grew wider, "so any other questions?"

"Ah….how are you still alive?" Percy asked.

Odysseus looked up from his newly filled cup of rum and smiled, "never give up do you?" Percy smiled and shook his head. "Right," Odysseus sighed putting down his mug, "well...it all began after my death."

"Your son Telegonus, the one you had with Circe."

The king nodded, "aye, not a bad way to go if I do say so myself. After then however I was taken to the Underworld, like any other soul, and was sent off to Elysium. I didn't stay there for long though."

"You chose rebirth?"

"Hahaha!" Odysseus hit the table in laughter again and again, "no chance in Hades I would ever chose that! What type of idiot do you think I am? Being forced to forget everything I am and have accomplished just to get a shot at the Isle of the Blessed? No way! Plus who wants to sit on their ass for the rest of eternity?"

Percy nodded, "yeah...guess that would be kind of boring."

"So I escaped. I just walked right out of the Underworld, passed Cerberus and bribed Charon to bring me back to the land of the living," Odysseus said with a grin chugging down some rum. He then turned to Percy who simply looking at Odysseus with a neutral mask.

"Then what happened?" the son of Poseidon asked.

"Ah….wait wait wait, back up. I just told you I snuck out of Hades and basically bribed my way to immortality and all you have to say is, 'then what happened?'"

Percy shrugged, "well it is impressive I guess. It's just that I literally did the same thing last year soooooo….."

"PFFT!" Odysseus spatout his mouth full of rum right on Percy's face, "what the fuck?! You did what?! How old are you?!"

"13," Percy rubbed his face clean cringing at the smell of rum, the alcohol brought flashbacks to Saturday nights with Gabe, not a good place to be.

"So you were 12 when you walked out of the Underworld?!"

"Yup. Hades had my mom as prisoner, so I went in tied him up using the chains of Hephaestus and gave him to Persephone to torture. The goddess was so grateful she freed my mom and I just kind of left. Oh, and then I came back to the underworld and saved the souls of my 36 demigod friends and threatened Charon to ferry me across the Styx."

The hero of Troy blinked once, twice, [how did you threaten Charon?] he asked in ancient Greek.

[I used Zeus's lightning bolt.]

The captain blinked again before getting up and grabbing another mug full of rum. He sat back down and chugged the enter mug down before narrowing his eyes at PErcy, "whole story. Now. Don't skip any details."

And so they spent the rest of the day swapping stories. Percy told the living legend everything he had done in his time as a demigod and Odysseus always tried to one up Percy with a heroic tale of his own.

Later at night,

Percy walked down to the sailor's common quarters and the entire place was changed. All the hammocks were pushed to the side and a ring bordered with rope was cleared out in the center of the room. The entire crew was here each having a cup of rum and a plate of hot food to eat.

"Percy down here!" Percy turned to see Marc waving to him. Percy waved back and walked over to the french man.

"Hey Marc," Percy said "what's going on?"

"Oh it's fight night," Marc explained as he took a swing of his mug.

"What's that?"

"It is essentially a night where we all get into a big fight and people bet on who's going to win. It's one of the few entertaing things we can do while out at sea."

"Wow, you guys must get really bored out here huh?" Percy said looking around at the huge gathering.

"Yeah, we don't really get to have much to do these days," Marc explained with a shrug, "so we got to find ways to entertain ourselves."

Just then the crowd parted away and Galen, the grumpy Quartermaster who hated Percy for no goddamn reason, walked into the ring.

"Alright lads you all know what time it is!" Galen roared out.

"Fight night!" The crew shouted back raising their mugs high in the air. Percy looked around as slowly everyone came around the ring.

"Now who's going to be tonight's first match?" Galen asked as two men walked in. They both were dressed like English sailors and had swords on their side. As soon as the they walked in however they took off all weapons and their shirts.

"Alright you two you know the rules," Galen yelled out as he walked out of the ring, "no killing and no weapons, anything else goes! Now…..BEGIN!"

As soon as Galen gave the signal the two men charged at each other. They pounded on each, fists hit on skin as the men hit the other until they drew blood. The fist's flew not with speed but with power as each blow gave off the very distinct sound of flesh slapping on flesh. Percy watched as the two men hit each other until finally one one remained standing. His face was bloodied and his fists were covered with the blood of his enemy, but he was still standing.

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