Test Your Might!

Chapter 7 Into Heaven, not the one you're thinking of.

Percy Jackson slept peacefully in his bed. His mind at peace for once as he lost himself in a dreamless daze.

Moonlight descended on him from the balcony of his room. A shadow suddenly stretched over him, yet no one was there.

The shadow reared it's arm backwards the shadow of a blade slowly dragging along Percy's chest. A small creak echoed around the room.

Percy's eyes didn't even crack open, the sword swung down, Annabeth leaping over the bed like a lioness just in time.

The daughter of Athena crashed into the hidden figure sending them both flying over the railing of the balcony.

The two crashed into the floor, Annabeth rolled back onto her feet, scanning the moonlit night around her.

A figure appeared behind her the air shimmering, a golden sword appeared raised high above they're head.

A blur of bronze flew past the assailant, Riptide imbeding itself hilt deep into the marble floor.

Alabaster Torrington flinched at the shallow cut in his cheek. His eyes snapped up at the small balcony his blood running cold.

There menacingly stood the son of Poseidon. He stepped off the edge falling a dozen meter below light on his feet.

He had seen that look once and only once and it resulted in a thousand dead monsters.

He stood his ground, a spell ready at the tip of his tongue.

Percy Jackson was fast, he was strong more than he could ever be.

But he was no longer invincible.

"Divina—"

In the blink of an eye Perseus Jackson was upon him, his sword raised.

The son of Hecate raised the flat of his blade, the tip braced against his palm in a pale imitation of a shield.

Alabasters felt his imperial gold blade slam against his forehead. The sheer force from his ennemy's swing sending him flying off his feet. He flew into a garden through a marble statue depicting Eros.

The son of Hecate groaned letting out a pained wheeze as he regained his breath.

"Who are you." Calmly demanded Percy peering down at the recovering demigod.

Alabaster gripped his sword and swung at Percy's leg. Riptide intercepted the blade slapping it out of Alabaster's weakened grip.

Percy sighed.

"Either you're someone from the future with a grudge. Or you were part of the army of Kronos. You won't get what you want anyway. Move on."

Riptide receded back into it's pen form. The son of Poseidon walked away.

Blind with rage Alabaster climbed to his feet and launched a fire ball at Percy's shoulder.

The back of his shirt caught fire.

Percy stoped, the remains of his shirt glimmering with blazing ashes floating away. Not even a hair singed on his body.

He turned around, an intense pillar of white flames rising between them.

"Please stand down Nephew, there is no need to shed blood."

Alabaster frowned and could not push back the shiver going down his spine. He slowly turned around watching a hand of water connected to a pond ready to clamp down on his head.

It fell down with a splash.

"I can't let it slide a second time aunt Hestia." Was all Percy calmly told the goddess before walking away.