(Marina)
I stand corrected my dad could get worse apparently.
As I stood behind the strange women covered in my uncle's blood nervously watching the guy she had claimed was also my uncle. He would have looked quite cool, what with the wings and things but judging by my companions pale complexion something was not right. She almost looked like she was truly terrified of him however neither had moved since she had spoken to him. How bad could it be that someone who recently been seemingly shot to death without a problem was now frozen in place.
'Percy please calm down.' The 'goddess' asked slowly and calmly.
'And why would we want to do that, it has been forever since we were last unleashed and now here we are twice in one day. Though we agree he has so much more potential than you ever did.' He replied though his voice seemed broken as if multiple people were speaking at the same time which didn't seem natural then again he had 5 pairs of golden wings.
Slowly he lifted the sword he held lazily in one hand before regarding the blade with a cruel smile and for some reason I couldn't help but shiver at the sight of the blade. It just seemed so wrong the way it caught the light making it look as if it was different colours.
'But this, this is definitely something we can have a lot of fun with much better than that silly bow of yours. Though maybe this will work better for a true reaper of souls.' He explained before the spear he held collapsed upon itself which he placed in a pocket much to my surprise of how that was possible before I watched the sword grow longer and more curved until he was holding a massive scythe easily before giving it a lazy swing towards the ground where to my surprise the blade cut through the concrete like it was butter.
'You need to run.' The girl said quietly and I had to assume she was talking to me though she refused to break eye contact. I wanted to ask her about where I could exactly go when the man suddenly leapt forward towards us swinging the scythe in an overhead strike.
Fortunately my companion was able to leap back just in time pushing me backwards along with her though I was pushed to the floor painfully by the sudden shove. Up close and personal the blade looked a lot worse after all the weapon was as long as I was tall and just seemed to radiate evil causing my skin to crawl.
'I said get out of here, that thing will kill anything it can get its hand on until its bloodlust is sated so run away already.' She shouted to me and I noticed a large pair of knives appear in her hand seemingly out of nowhere. Though compared to the scythe they looked like little more than butter knives.
A quick glance back at the figure casually pulling the blade out of solid concrete made up my mind as I scrambled backwards before getting to my feet and running away as fast as my feet could carry me. I may have had nowhere to go now but anything was better than being near whatever or whoever that thing was.
It was only when I heard someone shout to watch out that I realized the threat I was under. Instinctly I turned around only to catch a glint of metal fast approaching me. All I had time to do was stand still and watch it close the distance.
'Father.'
(Artemis)
The moment the girl had begun to move I knew I had made a mistake as I saw 'Percy's' eyes shift from mine to her before a vicious smirk crossed his face. There was no way I was letting him touch her I thought to myself as I leapt at him hoping to get his attention.
There was one slight problem with my plan, who I was throwing myself at. Not just because of my personal feelings but simply the fact he was one of the most unpredictable fighters known combined with a soul destroying blade of mass destruction and a curse of indestructibility. Regardless I had one advantage over him agility as his current form was not exactly built for flexibility that and I did not have to worry about hurting him, permanently.
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Perseus Jackson: Titan of The Hunt
أدب الهواةDuring the final days of the Second Giant War, Percy loses the one he loves and his purpose for living. So he asks the gods for a task, to challenge him and give him a new purpose. Unfortunately for him, a certain man hating goddess and friends are...