Percy Jackson at Hogwarts

Chapter 46: The final fight

Percy PoV

"Ageuh areug..."

Erebus was lying at my feet, moaning.
I step back, and his face is surrounded by darkness.
When the darkness dissipates, his face has returned to normal. But he still seems to be in pain. He gets up anyway, and faces me, brandishing his weapons.

He spits at my feet.
"Who are you really? No demigod is that powerful!"

I stare him straight in the eyes.
My eyes burn with such rage and hatred that I can feel his fear with a simple glance.

"Demigod? That term doesn't apply to me. You have crossed the line. I am no longer a demigod, let alone a human. I am now only rage and anger."

I move towards him, and he moves back at the same time.
I smile smugly.
"Why are you backing away? Are you naturally fearful?"

He frowns but does not retort.

"Where is your expression of superiority? Would a primordial be frightened at the sight of a simple demigod?"

He points his dagger at me.
"What I have in front of me has nothing human about it. You are only a monster."

With a quick movement, I slam him against a grave, my sword on his throat.
"Maybe I am. You called this monster. You made a huge mistake, and now you'll have to face the consequences."

He turns into a shadow but does not appear behind me.
I sigh.
"Do you really think you can escape me?"

I crouch down and place my hand on the ground, at the shadow of one of the graves.
"I will hunt you down..."

I make a loud hissing sound, and I hear a "woof" sound. Then I feel myself being sucked into the shadow.
I close my eyes, letting it happen. When all movement stops, I open my eyes.

"One more step and he dies."
Erebus held Ron with one hand, and with his other hand he held a blade to Ron's throat.

"Drop your weapon, Perseus Jackson. Or he dies."

I look around. I am at the entrance of the labyrinth, the crowd is still. But they are not motionless because of a spell. It is fear. They are all petrified.

"Perseus."

I turn my head. Albus walks toward me, without a glance toward the primordial.
But something is wrong. When he raises his wand, it's not pointed at Erebus. It's at me.

"Albus?"

Erebus bursts out laughing.
"Well, it looks like we're in for a show. Let the battle begin!"

Dumbledore raises his wand sharply, and I narrowly dodge a spell.
I turn my sword into a wand.
The Headmaster continues to shower me with spells, each one more powerful than the last. I deflect them as best I can, but they go in all directions, narrowly missing several times to enter the crowd. I have to stop this before someone gets hurt.

"Sorry Albus."
I raise my wand in an attempt to counterattack this time.

A duel between our two spells begins, with neither of us gaining the advantage. I am afraid to kill him if I release too much power.

"This is unfortunate !"
I turn my head to the left just in time to see a giant fist coming at me.

"Erebus, this is not a game! It's two against one here!"

The primordial looks at me nastily.
"There are no rules in a fight to the death. Come on Dumby, give it all you got!"

Dumbledore casts a spell and I don't have time to dodge, being on the ground. I find myself suspended several feet above the ground, upside down, and Erebus cracks his knuckles.