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Percy's POV
Midtown was a war zone. Blackjack and I flew over little skirmishes everywhere. A giant was ripping up trees in Bryant Park while dryads pelted him with nuts. Outside the Waldorf Astoria, a bronze statue of Benjamin Franklin was whacking a hellhound with a rolled-up newspaper. A trio of Hephaestus campers fought a squad of dracaenae in the middle of Rockefeller Center.
I was tempted to stop and help, but I could tell from the smoke and noise that the real action had moved farther south. Our defenses were collapsing. The enemy was closing in on the Empire State Building.
We did a quick sweep of the surrounding area. The Hunters had set up a defensive line on 37th, just three blocks north of Olympus. To the east on Park Avenue, Jake Mason and some other Hephaestus campers were leading an army of statues against the enemy. To the west, the Demeter cabin and Grover's nature spirits had turned Sixth Avenue into a jungle that was hampering a squadron of Kronos's demigods. The south was clear for now, but the flanks of the enemy army were swinging around. A few more minutes, and we'd be totally surrounded.
"We have to land where they need us most," I said.
That's everywhere, boss.
I spotted a familiar silver owl banner in the southeast corner of the fight, 33rd at the Park Avenue tunnel. Annabeth and two of her siblings were holding back a Hyperborean giant.
"There!" I told Blackjack. He plunged toward the battle.
I leaped off his back and landed on the giant's head. When the giant looked up, I slid off his face, shield-bashing his nose on the way down.
"RAWWWR!" The giant staggered backward, blue blood trickling from his nostrils.
I hit the pavement running. The Hyperborean breathed a cloud of white mist, and the temperature dropped. The spot where I'd landed was now coated with ice, and I was covered in frost like a sugar donut.
"Hey, ugly!" Annabeth yelled. I hoped she was talking about the giant, not me.
Blue Boy bellowed and turned toward her, exposing the unprotected back of his legs. I charged and stabbed him behind the knee.
"WAAAAH!" The Hyperborean buckled. I waited for him to turn, but he froze. I mean he literally turned to solid ice. From the point where I'd stabbed him, cracks appeared in his body. They got larger and wider until the giant crumbled in a mountain of blue shards.
"Thanks." Annabeth said, trying to catch her breath. "The pig?"
"Pork chops," I said.
"Good." She looked around to see if more enemies were coming.
"Did you, (Y/N), and Grover get separated?" I asked.
Annabeth grimaced. "Percy, Mnemosyne freed Hyperion."
"WHAT?" I couldn't believe it. All the work me and the satyrs had done... "Don't tell me (Y/N) stayed behind to fight both of them?!"
"Themis and Phoebe showed up," Annabeth said. "(Y/N) stayed with them to fight the two enemy Titans."
"Wait, they showed up?" I was stunned. If two Titanesses were here, how had all of our forces been pushed back so much?
She nodded. "Yeah. I guess they're still fighting. Percy, Themis and Phoebe showing up isn't going to turn the tide of the war. The Athena cabin, Hunters, and satyrs all got pushed away from the reservoir by the army of monsters. But at least they stopped Hyperion and Mnemosyne from advancing."
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Percy Jackson and the Olympians (Male Reader Insert)
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