Perseus The Disgraced Archangel

A Heart to Heart Inside The Mind

     Midtown was in chaos. The campers and Hunters had retreated all over the place. A giant was ripping trees from their roots in Bryant Park while Dryads attacked him with switches. 3 Hephaestus campers were fighting some Dracaenae in the middle of Rockefeller Center.

     Percy flew by that and more as he headed southbound. Towards the Empire State. He reached the skyscraper, only to see everyone slowly being pushed back. In no time, the monsters would reach and potentially overrun the campers, giving Kronos a direct line to Olympus.

     Percy closed his eyes in concentration. A blast of energy flew out from his body and washed over the entire city. Time slowed to an almost halt. It was far more than Kronos could ever do.

    Percy walked through the streets, surveying everything. Everyone was about a block away from Olympus' entrance. He walked farther. He saw Annabeth, giving orders to what looked like leaders of different monsters.

     He ignored it for now, and walked further. Eventually, he came to the place he was looking for.

     Aunty Em's Garden Emporium.

     He walked inside. A makeshift throne with a sleeping Kronos was smack dab in the middle. Monsters of old were strewn about. There was a new statue though. One Percy knew definitely wasn't there last time he was here. It was of a Chimera. That was odd.

     Percy filed that away for later and turned to his target. The sleeping Titan Lord. he studied the vessel. It looked like the blond son of Hermes was starting to burn up. Very slowly, but the evidence was there.

     Percy laid a finger on Kronos' forehead, before being transported into the mind of the Titan. Percy looked around. He was in the Olympian Throne Room. Kronos was in the middle. The Heath was turned over, coals strewn on the ground.

     Zeus' throne had slashes, ones that no doubt came from the scythe that Kronos was wielding.

     "You know, when I heard that you dream about tearing down Olympus, I didn't expect you to actually dream about it." Percy said.

     Kronos turned around to face the archangel. "Jackson!"

     "I actually prefer to be called Morningstar if you're going to use a last name."

     "What are you doing here?"

     "Just here to spread the news."

     "And that is?"

     "That you're outmatched."

    Kronos laughed. "And yet, I am the one close to my goal."

     Percy walked around Kronos slowly. "Do you know why I came to Earth?"

     "Why would I care?"

     "Because I was bored. I came here, to please my own desires. "

     "And to fight me."

     "Someone has a heightened sense of self importance. No, I never planned to fight you."

     "Then why are you?"

     "Because someone asked for a favor. The question you should be asking, is why you aren't dead yet."

     "What does any of this have to do with anything?"

     "It's all connected, grandpa! This... "fight" between you and me, is mainly for my enjoyment. It's why you aren't dead yet. It's why you aren't dust sprinkling the dirt." Percy stopped and looked at Kronos dead in the eyes. "You are nothing but a bug to me. If I wanted to, I could just-" Percy snapped his fingers. "And boom, your ass is grass."