Percy Jackson, Angel of Chaos

Chapter 18: A second death

Third Person's P.O.V

Percy and Order, who was still residing in Chaos' body, hurtled through space, struggling from being ripped apart by the sheer force of the black hole.

Only did they stop when they crashed into planet Neptune. Percy couldn't help but admire the irony.

The impact of their landing created a huge crater in the side of the planet, resulting in a fiery explosion that could be seen throughout the galaxy.

Percy staggered to his feet, thankful that he had only broken nine bones. On the downside, his left wing was dislocated and his right one had bones sticking out. It was not a pretty sight.

Percy was rather partial to his beloved wings, and to see them in such a state angered him to no end. One could say that this was a good thing, seeing as he now had fight a being stronger than the creator herself, but then again, when Percy gets angry, things tend to explode.

Order remained on the floor, still in shock from intensity of their landing, but writhing in agony.

Percy stalked over to his enemy within a friend, blood dripping from his mouth and his green eyes blazing with unbridled fury.

The air around him crackled and warped with the intensity of his power, miniature stars being created and exploding in tiny supernovas in his aura.

Every step he took, life blossomed beneath his feet, but immediately withered and died when he stepped away.

Even in space, there was a fierce storm brewing overhead, the poisonous atmosphere flashing with electricity, the previously blue gases turning black.

Percy's body dripped blood, and from that blood sprung new life-forms. His blood was the very essence of life itself.

However, when Order stood, and Chaos' contaminated blood dripped to the ground, the ground crumbled to dust, dispersing in the storm. Order's blood was death and destruction distilled into a living being.

They circled each other, like wolves waiting to pounce, analysing each other's every movement.

Suddenly Order struck out his hand, and let loose a bright white beam that would have disintegrated Percy had he not shot out his own pure black beam to counter it.

Both assaults of power met in a blinding explosion that tore through the universe.

Percy and Order struggled to keep up the influx of pure energy that was flowing through them as their beams collided against each other.

Due to the sheer, raw power that was crashing together, where the two forces met a tear began to rip through the fabric of the universe. Dark matter seeped out through the rip, surrounding the battling enemies in a cloud of black destruction.

The entire planet split in two, the fiery core burning away. Neptune began to self-destruct as it turned into a giant black hole, caving in upon itself with the Percy and Order still fighting on top.

Percy felt his strength sap away, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to continue. He had to fight, because if he didn't, then everything would end.

Order struggled to maintain the complete destruction energy he was emitting. He wondered how the lowly blessed one of Chaos could even this long against his own power.

Eventually they both cut away; exhausted with the amount of willpower it took to stand up to one another.

They stared at each other with a new level of wariness. Neither one dared to make the next move, for worry of what the other might do.