Percy's life was as perfect as a demigod's life could be. Then his half-brother Jack came and spread lies. One by one, Jack took Percy's friends and turned the gods against Percy. Then Jack took Annabeth. The gods, including Percy's dad, believed t...
I slid underneath Kronos' blade, slashing at his arm and releasing a small stream of ichor. The golden blood dripped down onto the dusty ground, and I felt Kronos' attempts to use his power over me, and I felt Spike's intense gaze burn into me. I knew it must be difficult to stop a power from being used, but it was my only chance. I could only hope that his attention didn't waver. I dueled with the Titan, slashing between the joints of his armor and basically causing him to bleed mini little golden waterfalls.
I was a little out of breath, but I was unscathed. I heard the sounds of battle, but payed no attention. Then I heard a howl so sharp and intense with pain, it sounded like a scream. SPIKE! My attention wavered as I whipped my head around, feeling my shield fade. Where was he?! Then I realized something: My attention had been gone from the duel. Long enough for Kronos to take advantage. At that same moment, Backbiter slammed into my mask and forced it off, along with my hood.
The force of the powerful blow caused my head to whip one way, my ruined mask the other. It was so powerful, it forced me on my knees. While I was dazed, with a single blow, Backbiter forced my sword, Justice, out of my hands. I turned my head to face Kronos, and he carefully pointed his sword at my throat. The message was obvious: Surrender, don't move, or else you will die. I knew a lost battle when I saw one. I raised my hands in defeat, and the sounds of battle faded. Complete silence. Disbelief.
"I'll ask you one time: Join my army or die." Kronos said, triumphant in his voice. I considered for a moment, just to make the campers nervous. But also to gather my thoughts and choose my possible last words carefully. I glared right into Kronos' golden eyes, so similar yet so different from Spike's. "I'd rather die than join your pathetic army. The gods may not rule wisely, but they rule better than you. And if you ask me if I am sure, then you truly are dumber than you look." I spat, and watched his eyes glow with rage.
"Then death it is, fool." Kronos growled, anger in every word. As he raised his mutant of a sword to kill me, I glared defiantly into his eyes. I made it obvious that I wouldn't go down begging for mercy, making sure that he knew that I meant business. Then the most beautiful sound I ever heard: Spike's barks of rage. I heard his paws come closer, and I gazed at the Titan about to kill me with victory in my eyes. I felt his confusion, and heard Spike's barks echoing with his anger. Then I saw realization in Kronos' eyes.
Maybe the fool isn't as dumb as he looks. Sorry, got delayed. Spike mind-messaged me apologetically. It's okay, but my identity was revealed. I responded. I saw his ears flick with annoyance, he was really mad at Kronos now. I heard his thundering growl, and Kronos just threw his sword at Spike. And he calls me a fool. Though the aim was true and heading straight towards Spike's heart, my adoptive father simply batted it away with an enormous paw without missing a stride.
I saw another sign of pure rage: a curled lip. Spike was baring his razor-sharp fangs, and he was getting faster each stride. Kronos desperately unsheathed an Imperial Gold dagger, grabbed me by the back of my neck, and held the dagger to my throat. I rolled my eyes, and glared at my captor. I had my hand on the hilt of Revenge, and in one swift fluid move unsheathed it while biting Kronos' sweaty hand so hard it bled. Disgusting. I gagged as Kronos released me with a yell, his dagger raking my throat. It was a jagged dagger, which wasn't good. My escape wasn't very good.
As I struggled to my feet, Kronos thrust his dagger right into my thigh, so deep it scarred my bone. I limped away, threatening him with my sword the same moment that Spike lunged at him. My throat was slashed, my thigh stabbed with an Imperial Gold dagger, Kronos flashed away, his army retreated, and Spike was pissed off. I limped past the stunned demigods, towards the Chaos Cabin. "Dammit." I growled, busting the door off it's hinges. Spike followed me into my room, and I locked the door behind him. "We need to talk." I growled at him.
Annabitch (I mean Annabeth for crazy Percabeth shippers)'s POV
I stared at the Commander in disbelief as he charged Kronos. When he drew blood, the battle began. Omega was either really brave or really stupid. I fought the stupid monsters, noticing how Spike wasn't helping and was just staring intently at the dueling Commander and Titan. Then I noticed Jack sneaking up on Spike, a poisoned blade in his hand. Jack dragged the blade along the beast's stomach, rubbing the wound with the poison. Then he retreated like a coward. Spike noticed the wound, though.
A sharp, painful howl that sounded horribly like a fatal scream echoed in my skull. I shuddered, then focused on Omega, not the wolf's retreating form. He was distracted by Spike's howl/scream, and Kronos (who was bleeding heavily) took advantage of the concerned Commander. I winced at the painful blow that he delivered with Backbiter, so powerful that Omega's head whipped to another direction as his mask flew in the other direction. His hood was whipped off his head, and he was forced to his knees.
Omega was my Percy. I watched as Omega's sword was forced out of his hand. I was expecting for him to join Kronos' army, but he refused. That's my Percy. Then I sensed the aura of anger coming off of the Titan in waves, and Kronos raised his sword. The next moments flew by, Percy's throat was slashed by Imperial Gold, his thigh stabbed with the same dagger. Kronos retreated, so did his army. I wanted to rush at my Seaweed Brain, for him to wrap me in his arms and kiss me. But was he still weak?
I could only love someone strong, a prize for me. A reason for my mother to swell with pride. Omega was not strong enough- I'll stay with Jack. Besides, I can have my choice easily. But though I let him pass, I was shocked at how he didn't make a sound. Not a cry of pain or cry of anger at us for betraying him. He was chiseled stone, and soon he will be mine once again. No matter what, mark my words. Percy Jackson will be mine once again, no matter what.
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