Solo Player (A Percy Jackson AU)

Chapter One

Percy spit blood out of his mouth. The metallic taste burned his senses as the next punch came before he could move.

He didn't even realize his body left the ground until he hit it again with a force that was crippling. His vision broke but he he had enough sense to roll out of the way. A fist slammed into the space he'd just been, breaking the polished floor that wasn't suppose to be penetrable. Percy went for his sword.

"What are you gonna do with that toothpick, Prissy?" The taunt came to him faster than the next move, a right hook that was strong enough to remove his head from his shoulders.

Percy smirked. He might not be the best hand-to-hand fighter, but he was a good swordsman. The girl in front of him had no clue what was coming for her. She was huge, but that meant nothing. A red bandanna pulled her light brown hair back and her crooked teeth were framed in a signature smirk that everyone from the Ares Guild had, from one too many combat fights. Her eyes were dark and beady like a pigs. 

Percy bent at his knees, unsheathing the sword that he named himself after: Riptide. It was his opponents first and last mistake. With that sword he was unstoppable.

Percy moved like a flash when she went for her next attack, a power boosted uppercut. He dodged it, dragging his sword across her stomach. She let out a booming laugh and swiped for his head.

"I've got armor on, you moron!"

Percy rolled out of the way, coming back up to grin widely at her, "Then what's that red stuff?"

Her eyes went wide looking down at herself. The agony must have had a delayed reaction because her face suddenly contorted. Riptide had slashed right through her chest piece, the metal drawing blood which spewed onto the white floor in a pool.

Her eyes burned with a fire and she stumbled at him with another fighting punch. Percy flicked his sword and it was over before she stumbled past him. Percy stood to the side, letting her fall to her knees. He sheathed his sword in the scabbard to his side. xxRedClarissexx's health hit zero.

Blood splattered on the ground.

Percy uncomfortably fixed his cloak, making sure the hood was still pulled over his head and his mask was still in place. By the time he turned back around the girls moans as well as her body were gone. The crowd was silent.

"Well?" Percy asked, "I won right?"

The rest of the entire world seemed to move in a sudden haste to scream at him. People threw themselves at the glass walls surrounding him. The commentary box was fighting for the mics.

How dare he, the newbie, take down the best Prime player of the guild! How dare this kid who no one has ever heard of be classified for the Age Of Heroes Tournament! Percy glanced to his left where his own health bar and stats were floating in a ghostly pale, easily see through text.

Riptide: Male, Swordsman.

Health: 76%

The lights flickered rapidly as if they were having a seizure just like all the guild members around him. A man slammed his fist into the glass, but Percy ignored him. He scanned the crowd for the person he knew would not miss this fight for her life.

He found her just as she was leaving.

-Chasing- was well known in these competitions. She was notorious. She went into fights with just one dagger and she slaughtered armies. Her cloak was grey, grey like ashes from the fires that burned in her soul. Her outfit was simple, something that any player could buy from the universal shop: a gray tank top, work out pants, combat boots for every terrain. Her hair was in a loose brown pony tail, and it was the only thing that swished as she left without one look back at him.