Percy Jackson: Chaos' Army (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Porphyrion Goes Crazy

*Leo POV*
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I never thought I'd ever see the day when a Titan and a Giant didn't want to kill me. Yet, here were two of them, spears in hand, and they weren't striking.

"Wait a minute..." Annabeth gasped. "Bob? Damasen?"

"Annabeth!" They both roared happily.

They rushed over and swept her into a bear hug.

The gears began to turn in my head. "Oh, these are the guys that helped you and Percy out of Tartarus!"

Bob nodded. "Yes, we helped Percy and Annabeth out of Tartarus.

He gently set her down again.

"Oh my gods, I thought you guys were dead!" Annabeth exclaimed. "Percy is going to be so happy to see you guys!"

Damasen looked around. "Where is Percy?"

"He's below deck in the infirmary." Annabeth explained.

Just as she said that, Seaweed brain (as she so lovingly called him) came staggering up the stairs.

"What's going on? I heard a huge thump and..."

"Percy!"

"Bob? Damasen?" Percy said with disbelief.

He smiled and walked over. "What are you guys doing here? How did you guys get here?"

Bob began to explain as Percy hugged him. "All of the Titans and Giants were reformed in Tartarus when Gaea woke, even us. They decided that keeping us in Tartarus unchecked would be dangerous since we've escaped before, so they used one of Hephaestus's bronze chairs to keep us from interfering in their base."

"So how did you guys get out?" Perseus asked. "Weren't you guys unrestrained? You broke out pretty quickly."

"A young demigod helped us." Damasen said. "A demigod named Samuel."

"Samuel helped you?" Percy asked unconvinced. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. He unlocked the restraints on the bronze chairs. He is going to help."

"Are we taking about the same Samuel?" I asked. "The son of Ouranos?"

"Yes. He is going to help." Bob repeated.

Damasen began to look agitated. "We must hurry! I feel war brewing. The Army is attacking today."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I was born to oppose Ares, the god of war. I can feel when war is about to rage." He said darkly.

The sound of concrete breaking and smashing filled the air along with war cries and the sound of blades slashing.

We ran over to the railings and looked down to see a horrible sight. The monsters were concentrating their forces on one spot on the wall where the concrete and metal were weakening.

"We must hurry if we want to save the camp." Bob said. "They will not last another hour."

I turned to Perseus. "Can I have my sword now, please?"

He looked down at the floorboards with a guilty expression on his face.

"Where's my sword?" I asked.

Perseus gulped. "I sort of lost it."

My eye twitched. "You lost... my sword?"

"Yeah... sorry."

"It's fine." Percy said. "I'll give you one of the backup swords I brought just in case something like this happened."

"But what about you?" Nico protested. "What are you going to use?"

He pulled out a familiar disposable pen from his pocket. "Don't worry. I have a weapon."

He looked down at the mess that was Ouranos's Army.

"Let's go kick some monster butt."
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*Samuel POV*

"ARGHHHH!"

Porphyrion was throwing a fit. The escape of Perseus, Iapetus, and Damasen did not bode well for the future of the army.

"Who was in charge of securing the two traitors?!" He bellowed.

No one moved.

"WHO?!"

Procrustes reluctantly raised his hand. "I- It was me. I was in charge of them."

Porphyrion pointed a large thick finger at him. "You."

Procrustes never even saw it coming. The spear pierced his face like a dart and he dissolved into dust.

"Although Procrustes was at fault for not guarding the prisoners, I don't think he released them. Even if he was a stupid, dull witted monster, he had enough common sense to not anger us." Kronos reasoned.

He looked around at the room. "That only means one thing. We have a traitor within our ranks."

The rest of the Titans and Giants began to murmur among themselves. Who was the traitor?

I secretly hoped they wouldn't notice my red face and sweaty palms.

I was the one who had let Iapetus and Damasen escape.

I wasn't too sure about serving Ouranos anymore. What would I gain from defeating the demigods and killing all the mortals? I'd have nothing to rule and no one to rule over.

"Aha!"

I was startled out of thoughts. Kronos was pointing at me.

"It was you, wasn't it?" He said.

"What? No! I'm Ouranos's son! Why would I sabotage the army?" I said quickly.

Kronos opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off by an angry Porphyrion.

"That's it!" He yelled. "We attack now!"

"What?" Kronos exclaimed. "Why?"

"I'll tell you why." Porphyrion said with a dangerous edge to his voice. "We can't wait any longer. The demigods are obviously here. The longer we wait, the greater the chance they can destroy us. I say we strike now, while they're still disoriented."

Kronos stroked his chin. "You do make a fair point."

"A fair point?! I make a brilliant point!"

"But our orders were very specific. We were supposed to disturb the camp until the time was right. Ouranos would tell us when." Kronos replied.

The Titans and Giants all began to argue.

"We have to wait! Ouranos told us to wait."

"No! Under these circumstances, Ouranos would want us to strike!"

"Silence!" Porphyrion bellowed.

He grabbed a spear from the wall and impaled a random monster that happened to be passing by the tent's entrance.

"We attack today. Anyone have a problem with that?"

Kronos stood. "I do. I will serve Ouranos and Ouranos only. I will not serve a stupid Giant."

Porphyrion threw a spear, but it was all too predictable. Kronos snatched it out of the air and broke it in half on his knee.

"Anyone who wants to join me is welcome to." He said.

Kronos walked out of the tent, causing the folds at the entrance to billow in the wind. The rest of the Titans followed soon after.

Porphyrion looked at the remaining Giants. "Anyone else?"

The rest of the Giants looked down, unwilling to face him.

"Good."

He gestured towards the door. "Let's go. We have some demigods to kill."
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Sorry for the delay. I took the ACT this week and my brain was killed. Fortunately, I was able to revive it by watching a lot of TV. I'll post again tomorrow.
-Ronald