━━ ❝ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 cassiopeia bradbury is a star, destined to collapse and shine ❞
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[ i. NOT EDITED, going to be re-written
ii. extended summary inside
iii. percy jackson x fem!oc
iv. previously called evermo...
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"NO!" Kronos bellowed after a moment of stunned silence. "NO!"
"NOW, MY BRETHREN!" Poseidon's voice was so loud Cassie wasn't sure if she was hearing it from the smoke image or from all the way across town. "STRIKE FOR OLYMPUS!"
Warriors burst out of the river, riding the waves on huge sharks and dragons and sea horses. It was a legion of Cyclopes, and leading them into battle was ...
"Tyson!" Percy yelled.
He'd magically grown in size. He had to be thirty feet tall, as big as any of his older cousins, and for the first time he was wearing full battle armor. Riding behind him was Briares, the Hundred-Handed one.
All the Cyclopes held huge lengths of black iron chains-big enough to anchor a battleship- with grappling hooks at the ends.
They swung them like lassos and began to ensnare Typhon, throwing lines around the creature's legs and arms, using the tide to keep circling, slowly tangling him.
Typhon shook and roared and yanked at the chains, pulling some of the Cyclopes off their mounts; but there were too many chains.
The sheer weight of the Cyclops battalion began to weigh Typhon down. Poseidon threw his trident and impaled the monster in the throat.
Golden blood, immortal ichor, spewed from the wound, making a waterfall taller than a skyscraper. The trident flew back to Poseidon's hand.
The other gods struck with renewed force; Ares rode in and stabbed Typhon in the nose, Artemis shot the monster in the eye with a dozen silver arrows, Apollo shot a blazing volley of arrows and set the monster's loincloth on fire, and Zeus kept pounding the giant with lightning, until finally, slowly, the water rose, wrapping Typhon like a cocoon, and he began to sink under the weight of the chains.
Typhon bellowed in agony, thrashing with such force that waves sloshed the Jersey shore, soaking five-story buildings and splashing over the George Washington Bridge -but down he went as Poseidon opened a special tunnel for him at the bottom of the river- an endless waterslide that would take him straight to Tartarus- which looked super fun, if it didn't lead to the pits of hell.
The giant's head went under in a seething whirlpool, and he was gone.
"BAH!" Kronos screamed. He slashed his sword through the smoke, tearing the image to shreds.
"They're on their way," Percy smiled. "You've lost."
"I haven't even started."
He advanced with blinding speed. Grover- brave, stupid satyr that he was- tried to protect Percy, but Kronos tossed him aside like a rag doll.
Percy sidestepped and jabbed under Kronos's guard. It was a good trick.
