Percy Jackson: The Undying Promise

Chapter 12: Impending Blaze

Zeta's POV

Zeta was dumbfounded.

He looked as though he had seen a dead person, although he wasn't too far off.

The kid in question just gave him a mischievous smirk and rolled his eyes.

"I'd never thought I would see the day when I would see the oh so mighty Commander Zeta be at a loss for words." He spoke calmly, although you could clearly hear the amusement in his voice.

"But... how are you even alive? You were lost on Planet 976 when it exploded... we gave you a burial and everything..." Silver spoke softly.

He responded with a slightly insane smirk. "Well if it isn't Silver... I'm surprised you and the others stayed this long with Commander Doofus over there. Especially you Healer. You, Arrow, and me were the best of buds. Well as close as we could be without me knowing your names."

Healer and Arrow looked as though they could cry any second, and that was saying something. Although they were probably the easiest to crack out of all the team members, it still takes a lot to break them.

"What are you even doing here..? It's not that I'm not glad to see you or anything but.. why on Chaos are you on the other side.. with him." Zeta asked, recovering from his shock.

"We offered him something that he couldn't refuse- more power." Moros said sinisterly.

"I can't believe you... What happened to the Blaze Fury we knew? What happened to the Commander of P Division (Pit Division, son of Tartarus)?" Alpha shouted, voice laced with betrayal.

Blaze Fury was known as many different things. He used to be known as the Pride and Joy of the Pit, Son of Tartarus, Commander of the P Division.  Now he's known as the 9th General of the Battalion of Order and goes by the name of Impending Blaze.

His mentor and the 9th Chief of Order's Circle of Chairmen, Moros, had blessed him with the power to use his speciality moves- Impending Fate and Dooming Strike. Both moves, when combined, can unleash, basically hell onto a battlefield and disintegrate anything in a 100 yard radius that's weaker than himself. Unfortunately for him, his own army included. After using the combination of the two attacks, he becomes dead tired and is physically drained of everything. So combining both attacks were strictly against orders and was only to be used as a last resort.

Impending Blaze was definitely an interesting character that's for sure.

Silver's POV

I can't believe that after all these years Blaze Fury has turned to the dark side... And wow. That sounded a lot like a line from a movie that I watched not too long ago called Star Wars.

Anyways the new Blaze Fury looked a lot different. A lot different, like the fact he doesn't wear his old casual attire anymore.

I'll basically give you a rundown of what he looks like.

Blaze has dark red hair, almost to the point that it's a maroon-ish color but not completely so. His eyes are silverfish-white that look suspiciously like Order's but with a ring of dark purple around the irises. He has light freckles dotting his nose and cheeks with a dimple on the left side of his mouth. Finally, he is wearing a pure white tight fitting shirt along with his classic amethyst necklace and deep purple shorts. He is also clothed in a white cloak, with the hood down and a dark purple mask that covers the upper half of his face (Nose up).

"It's a pleasure to see you all again but I must admit, these pleasantries are getting a little boring, hmm? I say we cut to the chase and commence with the fighting. Of course, I don't believe any of you Chaos scum will stand a chance against me."

"Oh he is so going to get it!" Gamma.

"There's no way that Z is gonna let this slip by!" Delta.

"Arghh! I can believe we were even friends with him Healer!" Arrow.

"Well, well what do we have here? If I'm not mistaken, I do believe you want to challenge me." Zeta grinned.

"Try me." Blaze replied monotonously.

Third Person POV

Zeta and Blaze began to circle each other, both not showing any signs of stopping or moving in to strike.

Just then, Blaze charged.

"Impending Fate!"

In response, Zeta took out my twin swords and deflected the strike. Though, Zeta had to give him some credit, the strike was strong enough to throw me off balance.

Blaze, unfortunately noticed this and quickly shouted, "Dooming Strike"

Although Zeta had managed to roll out of the way, he was still grazed. Just a small cut was enough to cause immense pain and invoke feelings of depression inside one's soul.

At this, Blaze grinned.

"It's over now Commander!"

Good, let him be cocky. Better for me that he doesn't know I have any more tricks up my sleeve. Zeta thought.

"Impending Doom!" Blaze grinned evilly, knowing that there was no way he could avoid that attack.

Right before the blast of dark energy was about to hit Zeta, he countered it with his own blast of pure white light.

"Chaotic End!" Zeta screamed.

Both beams fought for dominance, though the winner was clear. Zeta's beam was stronger.

Blaze's eyes widened before they finally closed in defeat. A smile playing on his lips.

"Well, that was fun." He barely whispered before the beam finally engulfed him.

Everyone, including Moros, watched with fascinated horror as they watched Blaze scream in pain and dissolve, the way a god would fade.

"This battle is over, return to your leader and never come back."

"Really? Even I know that you aren't dumb enough to think that Commander. I will serve my Lord Order as you do Chaos. And also, you made my apprentice fade. Although he was annoying to work with, he was my blessed!" Moros said.

"Be prepared, because you will finally face the wrath of a defected Primordial deity combined with the blessing of Order. Feel my wrath!"

"Jeez. You could have just said you wanted to fight, no need to get all dramatic over it." Zeta replied calmly, swinging his swords around in his hands.

They eyed each other warily, and a few seconds later,

They charged.

And cut!

I'm not going to try and make an excuse for my tardiness because I know you are all going to eat me alive if I do.

Thank you for all those who stuck with me and I hope that you still will!

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DISCLAIMER:
Percy: Temperate does not own PJO and HOO *jazz hands*
Annabeth: What's up with those jazz hands?
Leo: Nothing's up. Just jazz hands are cool. *jazz hands*
Everyone else: *jazz hands*
Annabeth: ...
Piper: C'mon Annie we know you want to!
Annabeth: No.
Percy: Pleeeeaseeseee?
Annabeth: Only because you look like a dying seal. *jazz hands*
Percy: YAY! Wait....

-Temperate