The Roman Avenger (Percy Jackson)

Chapter two

Chapter 2

Five years after arriving in the underworld's

Riding Mortis threw the streets was mildly entertaining. As to why its entertaining is a bit of a funny subject. My horse's name was indeed a Latin suffix of the word death. Mortis was strong, muscular, fast, and a one of a kind tamed spirit. The unique thing about Mortis is that his face maybe the face of a horse, but the rest of his body is skeletal. That's right the son of Pluto and blessed warrior of death himself is riding a skeleton horse right down the streets of downtown Pasadena, I am a bad ass, and I know it! What did the mortals see some might ask. Honestly I have no clue, but most people don't even give me a second look, so whatever they see, it must be very discreet. But there is the occasional mortal I go by and they about have a heart attack and most pass out. These mortals are clear sited and can see right threw my little entourage. Most just trembled when they looked at me, some screamed and pointed only to look crazy, I found it very humorous. One little girl tried to pet it, but Mortis didn't like that very much, so now I try to stay away from clear sited mortals and small children!

Today, I was sent out looking for a few escaped souls and wasn't to return until I was successful. I rubbed Mortis bones as we turned into a new alley. I was observant and just so happen to notice the nonchalance of the three men who followed me into the alley. I brushed it off and looked for the nearest exit to the main streets. I then realized a few more men had joined me in the alley. I looked up for an escape route towards the roof tops but to my dismay I see two archers on top of the stairs that led to the adjacent roof. I had just walked into an ambush. A clear leader of the group stepped forward, "You are surrounded kid, don't even think about moving."

I growled as I looked at the five men with swords and the two with bow and arrows. I stepped down from my horse and slapped him on the butt causing him to dart off into the shadows. The average mortal would mistake these men for gangsters but I knew better. I glared at the man in charge, "Ivan surrender yourself over, and I promise to be merciful in your judgment. I swear it."

Ivan the fourth eyed me in slight fear, before he smirked, "But you are surrounded my friend, you have no hope of besting me son of Pluto."

I grinned, "I have to disagree."

Ivan motioned for three of his men to charge at me. Quicker than lightning itself I was behind the first one slashing threw his back and then going to the other side of the fight and slashing at the second guy. Then I willed a nearby shadow to take me away from the fight. Ivan yelped as he saw two of his men drop to the ground dead within about three seconds, "What kind of sorcery is this?"

I appeared back in the middle of the fight slashing one of the men and met the blade of another. The last swords man charged at me and I rolled straight forward as he tried to bring his blade down towards me, but I reached up impaling him with riptide. The man I had been previously fighting was quite a skilled swords man and I had used all my energy on running. We clashed blades several times before I heard an arrow be fired, my surroundings seemed to slow as I spun around and slashed the arrow perfectly down the middle. I then did a whirlwind type strike cutting down the last swordsman. I glared at Ivan as I marched over towards him. I had almost forgot about the last archer as I reached for my belt and drew a throwing knife planting it right between the final archers eyes.

Ivan cowered and fell to the floor looking at me with fear, "What are you?"

I looked straight into his eyes and used a power of Thanatos that I just recently learned, "Look into my eyes and see your punishment! Join your friends in DAMNATION!"

Ivan couldn't help but stare at my eyes as his face paled I knew he saw what I saw. I then drew my stygian iron blade and said a short Latin prayer, "Haec ad requiem spirtus cogo."