The Sword of Chaos

Return of Percy Jackson

A bloody and beaten Ares lay on the ground, his blood covering most of the earth around him.

Percy looked up to see the thousands of spectators, but more importantly the Primordial of the Earth holding a knife to his wife's neck. The Sword of Chaos stood up and tossed the broken body towards the Olympians who had flashed in right after the two had made the crater.

He walked toward the monster army, the demigods giving him a wide path as he walked. The Olympians made their way to the front lines of their army, which was still behind a very pissed off Percy Jackson. Ares was next to Apollo as the sun god did his best to heal his wounds.

"You have three seconds to hand her over before I kill every single one of you, slowly."

The two thousand monsters that were being led by the Titans Kronos and Hyperion began to laugh. Even the Earth goddess chuckled.

"Defeat us? You are, but a demigod, you have no chance of beating me." Gaea said, thinking she was right. She couldn't have been more wrong in her life.

Percy turned around and faced the Olympians and their children. "You guys wanna know who I am?" Percy asked as he used his powers over the sea to create a trident in his right hand.

Everyone nodded eager to see who the powerful man is.

"I am the monster who's about to rip a Primordial goddess apart." He said before turning back around throwing the trident which impaled Hyperion in the chest. The Titan fell back, turning to dust before he even hit the ground.

"I am Percy Jackson!" He shouted at the top of his lungs before pulling his helmet off of his head. "And I am going to show you just how bad of a mistake it was to take my wife."

The monster army and their leaders all froze, now they knew they were gonna die.

Percy drew his sword, Demon, and began to cut his way through the enemy lines.

A lastrygonian giant ran forward and tried to smash Percy under his foot, but the son of Poseidon rolled out of the way and tackled a hellhound in the process. While the hellhound was dazed, Percy jumped to the side to avoid the monsters foot again.

The giant only succeeded in crushing the hellhound. Faster than the mortals could see, Percy had stepped to the side as the Lastrygonian's foot came crashing down again, but Percy swung his sword.

The limb was pushed to the side from the force of the strike as the giant screamed in agony before being turned to dust after Percy had put his sword though it's heart. It's leg remained as a war prize.

The son of Poseidon began to decimate the monsters in his blood lust. But even he knew he wouldn't be able to take them all down by himself. That's why he would call upon a friend.

(I'll give you a backstory later, but for now just read and enjoy. And italicized words are the friend and Percy speaking in his mind.)

"Draco, I need your power."

Percy heard a deep rumble from his mind, Draco had obliged.

A growl ripped out of Percy's throat as every monster near him backed away as fast as they could.

His bones began to shift, changing in size and shape. Two red dragon horns grew straight out of the top his skull (See horns in the picture at the top of the screen for an idea of what they look like.) before curving down and out. His teeth became razor sharp and turned into imperial gold. A tail grew out of his back, right above his ass. It looked like a whip, but it was only four foot long and had a blade that connected to the end of it. Dragon wings grew out from in between his shoulder blades that stretched to a wing span of eight feet. Short spikes grew outward on each of his arms, giving him an extra weapon if needed. His finger nails grew to six inch imperial gold talons too.