This is Perseus Jackson

Chapter 9- The beggining of the end

Percy's POV

I ran around forming the legions and assembling the armies. The hunters of Artemis were perched up on the towers, ready to strike anyone down. My argument with Bianca was still fresh in my mind. 'No time for that.' I criticized myself. "Call on arms!" I roared. Everyone roared with the same ferocity. Those that left, had already gone, far from battle. "In estimated 2 hours, we fight the hardest battle of our lives!" I screamed into the crowd. "We will win, there is no other option. The gods are losing their battle against Typhon. If we lose ours, the war is lost. If we win this, we get the leader, Kronos. From there, it is almost won. We will just have to destroy that damned monster!" A chorus of 'YEAH!'s went around.

Suddenly, a shadow unfolded pushing two demigods out. "Nico, Bianca." I greeted coldly. I turned to Bianca. "He has survived no? And you told him the plan yes?" Bianca raised her eyes to meet mine. "Yes, Nico we will be with Percy, killing the best monsters. Percy will fight the Titans that come out with help from the Hunters, who are safe up on the towers who can shoot at whatever comes out." Nico nodded. He stared at Percy."you-" he was interrupted by Percy. "Is the elephant worth addressing now?" He asked sarcastically. "Look what I have done without you! With help from Bianca we have made an army! You are merely a part of this army now." Nico glared harder. "If so, that doesn't
give you the right to do what you did!" He cried, beating the ground.

Third Person POV
Percy regarded Nico coolly. "Sure, but what matters now is the war. Emotions are useless. Leave them in the bin." And he walked away. Percy flew high, high and sighed curling his arms around himself, making a ball. He controlled the air not to fall. He screamed at the sky, at the world. 'I will defeat this godsdamned Titan and then, I'll leave.' He thought angrily. The only thing that kept his here now, was the war and his father. He flew down, to the towers. "Hey girls." Percy remarked. "Aim on point?" Zoe growled. "Of course our aim is on point boy!" She spat out boy like a curse.

He smirked. "If I make you so angry, what are you gonna do to say.... Hyperion?" Phobe glared angrily. "That is your job, not ours." She yelled furiously. Percy grinned. "No need to get so worked up girls!" And flew into the skies. "That Gods damned BOY!" Laughter rung through the skies.

Percy's POV

I returned back to my tent. I grabbed a water bottle and downed it in one shot. I gasped for air, ironically. I hovered slightly over the ground and took a drachma, grabbed a spray can and went to a near by pond. "Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, please show me the battle against Typhon." I said respectfully. An image shone through the water. There was a giant whirlwind of air, like a tornado. A storm, constantly changing shape, warping into different monsters. He stood, around 80 feet tall and didn't seem to use tactics very often. 11 olympians circled around the giant tornado like little birds.

It was clear that Diyonisus had been knocked out of the fight. Poseidon had his issues with Oceanus and Hades had come to help the Olympians. 'Typhon' I breathed. "And the olympians." I had only ever seen Zeus in dreams, Hecate, Triton, Hestia and Delphin before.
Another Olympian, was swatted out of the air, seemingly flying to another planet. 'Hephastus.' I reasoned. I swiped through the Iris message. Enough. I thought. I stared at the clock. Around an hour before.....

As my thought trailed a camper rushed in my tent. "Sir, sir! Our lookout has spotted Kronos and his army on the harbor! Their going to attack!" He panicked. I cleared my mind. "Alright, is everyone in position?" "Yes, sir." "Does everyone have their gear and all the necessary tools?" "Yes sir!" "Then, I see no difference. We're just going to have to fight the inevitable earlier." I rushed out of my tent. "We're being attacked!" I roared. Legions formed their order and took their weapons. "We begin! And remember only Legion 3 is going to rush in. Our main goal is keeping Olympus safe. If the Titans get the thrones, it's over." Everyone roared in approval. "BEGIN!" I roared as the first wave of monsters came in, led by Krios.

I immediately rushed in to engage with Krios. I could see Nico rushing for the Minotaur and Bianca going for some Empousai. Let the battle begin.' I thought savagely. Arrows flied from towers and Apollo's children dragged kids to tents. Gold dust covered the area. I could see the left was getting attacked and that the right were going to help them. "Stop!" I ordered. "Stay in your positions!" I roared over the battlefield. "Yes sir!" I turned back around to Krios, getting a backhand in the face. I stumbled back and grinned. Let the fight begin indeed.

Zeus's POV

I fought Typhon with every being of godly energy Gaia had gifted me when I had killed Kronos. I fought till my last breath, Lightning coursing through the air. I knew Typhon was just a distraction. That, a bigger threat, the Titan lord was attacking Olympus. But, I could see how my son handled it. That kind of strategy, forming legions, building forts, that was only seen by the Titan general Atlas. I believed he could do it.

Though, I believed Typhon would be harder for him to beat, however less power he had compared to Kronos. He had set up specifically for Titans and monsters. Giants like Typhon would rip the forts to the ground. Of course, he thought we would beat Typhon and set up nothing for the giant. If he had set up anything, he probably could have beat this idiot too. But, we the Olympians had to do it. We probably could have done it easier if perhaps, we knew the storm Giant would have escaped. We too, were preparing for Kronos, not Typhon.

Cutting my thoughts away, I threw the Master Bolt at Typhon. He swatted it away like it was a toy. Lightning coursed around him. He didn't seem to mind. I could see my daughter, Artemis shoot her arrows, doing no damage to the Giant. Apollo, serious for once was showing good performance. Honestly, he seemed to be the best out of the Non-big three Olympians. My vision was lost as I was swatted out of the air by Typhon. The last thing I heard was "Father!"

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