He faded in and out of consciousness for a bit, before a shadow loomed over him. "Percy!" Artemis called, shaking him despite the pain in her leg. He blinked slowly, trying to remember where he was. He felt delirious.
He must have been, as Apollo appeared too, looking down at him. Then Jason and Piper, then the rest of the seven, many of the hunters, Grover. His head hurt, and all he could hear were those damned words.
There can only be one.
As his vision blurred and shook, Percy stood up, startling everyone around him. He clutched his head in pain, scared of his surroundings, of all the ghosts haunting him. Ares was dead. Why wasn't it over? Why was it still hurting?
There can only be one.
Desperate for the pain to go away, Percy snatched Artemis' pistol from her holster. Before she could ask him what the Hades he was doing, Percy pulled the slide back and fired eight rounds into her stomach. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
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Percy Jackson: Battle Royale
Humor{Yes I edited the cover art to put a gun in} Shipost oneshot - COMPLETED Percy, the brand new Olympian, returns from a snack grab to find Olympus in peril. Gods, demigods and nature spirits are running around blowing each other's brains out, Grover...
