(Ella's POV)
"You all done saying good-bye?" Ares came toward us, his black leather duster trailing behind him, his sword glinting like fire in the sunrise. "I’ve been fighting for eternity, kid. My strength is unlimited & I can't die. What have you got?"
'A smaller ego than him for sure, right?' Percy spoke to me through his thoughts. I stifled a laugh by faking a cough.
Ares looked at me & said, "What's so funny little sis?"
"Huh? Oh.. nothing's wrong. Please continue." I said aloud. 'And be sure to whip his godly hide.' I continued in my mind.
'Oh, definitely.' Percy replied.
Ares cleaved downward at Percy's head, but he wasn’t there. The water seemed to push him into the air & he catapulted over him, slashing as he came down. But Ares was just as quick.
He twisted, & the strike that should’ve caught him directly in the spine was deflected off the end of his sword hilt.
He grinned. "Not bad, not bad."
He slashed again & Percy was forced to jump on dry land. He tried to sidestep, to get back to the water, but Ares seemed to know what he wanted.
His sword had a reach several feet longer than Percy's.
'Get in close.' I told him telepathically. 'When you’ve got the shorter blade, get in close.'
He stepped in with a thrust, but Ares was waiting for that. He knocked his blade out of his hands & kicked him in the chest. Percy went airborne-twenty, maybe thirty feet.
"Percy!" Annie yelled. "Cops!"
I was so focused on the fight happening in front of me that I hadn't even noticed what was happening on the street.
I saw red lights flashing on the shoreline boulevard. Car doors were slamming. "There, officer!" Somebody yelled. "See?"
A gruff cop voice: "Looks like that kid on TV... what the heck..."
"That guy’s armed." Another cop said. "Call for backup."
Looking back to the fight. I see Percy roll to one side as Ares’s blade slashed the sand. He ran for his sword, scooped it up, & launched a swipe at Ares’s face, only for his blade to be deflected again.
Ares seemed to know what he was going to do the moment before he did it. Percy stepped back toward the surf, forcing him to follow.
"Admit it, kid," Ares said. "You got no hope. I’m just toying with you."
On the street I saw a second cop car pulling up, siren wailing. Spectators, people who had been wandering the streets because of the earthquake, were starting to gather.
Among the crowd, I thought I saw a few who were walking with the strange, trotting gait of disguised satyrs.
There were shimmering forms of spirits, too, as if the dead had risen from Hades to watch the battle. I heard the flap of leathery wings circling somewhere above.
More sirens.
Percy stepped farther into the water, but Ares was fast. The tip of his blade ripped his sleeve & grazed his forearm.
A police voice on a megaphone said, "Drop the guns. Set them on the ground. Now!" Guns??
I looked at Ares’s weapon, & it seemed to be flickering;sometimes it looked like a shotgun, sometimes a two-handed sword.
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Daughter Of Lightning - Book 1(A Percy Jackson x OC Fanfic)
Fanfiction**EDITED** Meet Eleanor Grace a girl who looks no less than an angel from heaven - beautiful brown hair, sapphire blue eyes & that picture perfect smile. She loves to play the guitar, is great at sword fighting, & her archery skills remain unmatched...
