The Olympian League: Origins: Chapter 2

 It had been a long few years but finally I was home for good. I had been traveling across the country meeting several members of the Olympian Council. I remember when Zeus first appeared and explained how the gods still existed. Moving to the most powerful country and having children with mortals.



 I had been on the road for so long I expected my mom to not recognize me. I opened the door and yelled “Mom?”



 She came into the kitchen and gave me a hug. I hadn’t seen her since Christmas, which was been about six months ago, but it felt like years.



 “How are you Joseph? You look like you’ve grown over a foot!” She said.



 “I’m fine mom.” I said. “And no I haven’t grown a foot.”



 My mom hadn’t changed a bit; she still had the necklace my dad gave her so many years ago. Her hair was still the same dark blonde hair though it was a little longer. She still had the same warm smile and bright blue eyes.



 I had only grown a few inches which made me an even six feet tall. My hair starting to turn at darker shade of brown it was almost black and I was starting to grow my sideburns out. My mom often said I looked like my dad but I never saw the resemblance, of course I had only seen him a few times.



 I walked up the stair to my room. I opened it expecting to see it in the same condition I had left it last Christmas. But when I walked in I knew my mom had broken the lock on my door. My bed was freshly made, everything had been dusted, my trash bin had been emptied, and everything on my bookshelf was in order.



<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> I had stayed in some nice places luxury hotels, palaces, and mansions. I also stayed in a bunch of bad places like old shacks, trees, even a sewer once. But my room was better than anything because it was mine.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> I flopped down on my bed and Angel jumped onto my pillow. Angel is my best friend and a gift from my dad. She’s a gray cat with dark lightning marks but she can transform into any animal that’s smaller than a Great Dane. But she prefers to stay as a cat. She and I share a mental connection meaning we can communicate telepathically.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> I reached over a scratched behind her ear. She rubbed her head against my hand and said, “Little bit lower.” Sometimes she can be a pain but she was the only friend I had for the longest time.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> “You want to go outside and explore?” I asked.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> “No, maybe in a little while,” She said. “Right now I need to nap.”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> “You’re always sleeping.” I argued. “If I remember right, there are a lot of squirrels and small birds in the woods out back.”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> At this she picked her head up and jumped of my bed. She looked at me and seemed to say “What are we waiting for?”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> I walked to the door and was ready to head out but when I opened the door I jumped back. Standing in front of the door was a Bald Eagle holding a scroll in its talons. Angel hissed at it but I scooped her up and told her to be quite. The eagle spreads wings and bowed. It handed me the scroll and sat there glaring at me.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> “Oh right.” I said. “Hang on one sec.”

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> I went to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of chicken out of the fridge. I ran back to the eagle and threw him the meat. He looked satisfied and flew off.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> I unrolled the scroll and Angel jumped unto my shoulder, an annoying habit she had developed. The scroll was in Greek but could read it easily.

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<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"> Joseph my son,

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You are here by invited to join The Olympian League. The League was organized shortly after the Second Titan War, Percy Jackson and other demigods decided to form the organization whose objective is to save and recruit half-bloods. Then, shortly after the Second Giant war, the organization grew, with new friends joining the alliance. The years passed by, and more and more people join the organization.

The other Olympians I and have personally requested you to join The League. You will be apart of Alpha Team. Present this to Percy Jackson at the Olympian League headquarters.

There was no signature but I knew it was from my dad. I put the scroll on the table and looked at Angel “Did you know anything about this?” I asked

She had jumped off my shoulder and started looking at the scroll. “I heard rumors that an organization like this was around, but I thought nothing of it.”

“So what, I’ve been drafted? I just got home and now I have to go join some big organization?” I asked.

“No.” Angel replied. “This is a great honor, only the best demigods in the entire world get to join.”

I thought about that for a moment. I considered my self one of the best demigods. If there were more out there I wanted to meet them.

“So,” I asked Angel “Any idea where the League’s Headquarters are?”

She gave me a quizzical look. “No, but don’t worry. I think they’ll find you.”

Instantly a more lines appeared on the scroll. I picked it up gingerly in case it decided to burst into flames. The lines were an address and what appeared to be instructions on how to get there.

<span lang="EN" style="font-family: 'Copperplate Gothic Bold'; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN">Olympian <span lang="EN" style="font-family: 'Copperplate Gothic Bold'; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN"> Island: an island off the east coast of the United States, present this letter when you arrive.

I looked at Angel and a silent understanding passed between us; we’re off on another great and deadly adventure.