Seal of the Betrayed

You Resemble a Bag of Smashed Assholes

Ch. 5

(Last chapter)

The Olympians were forced to just watch before Hera gasped when Hestia's body flickered. It flickered a few more times before the goddess faded from sight and existence in general.

Percy spun around grinning and snapped his fingers stopping the music.

"Now that," he said with deep satisfaction, "was fun. A fitting song for the first god I've made fade. Now, who wants to be next?" He grinned as the Olympians turned pale.

Now...

Hera looked at the spot where her eldest sibling vanished from in utter shock and disbelief. She looked up at Percy with wariness and fear before it was overtaken by pure rage.

"You monster! You vile and filthy beast! How dare you kill her? She was the one, the only one who stood up for you when you were cast into Tartarus and this is how you repay her?"

Percy's lips quirked into a wry smile before he vanished into thin air making everyone look around in a panic. He suddenly reappeared in front of Hera who was backhanded so roughly she fell to the ground with her lip split deeply.

"What part of I am the one with the power here is so fucking difficult to understand?" He asked harshly as he looked around at the gods who had their weapons out preparing to attack.

Percy growled in frustration and vanished again only to reappear in front of his father, snatching his trident from his grasp and slamming the butt of it into Poseidon's face sending him reeling.

Percy looked around before he raised the trident up only to break it across his knee drawing gasps of disbelief from the Olympians and Poseidon to drop to his knees feeling the effects of his symbol of power being destroyed.

"Still don't believe me? Fine, watch with how much ease I can end your miserable lives." He growled raising his hands towards the one goddess without a weapon, Aphrodite.

White light illuminated from his palms causing the gods to avert their eyes instinctively. The light grew in intensity until a pained screamed drew the gazes of the Olympians back to Percy.

The light faded quickly as all eyes turned to the goddess of love as she lay on the ground unmoving.

Ares and Apollo both raced to her side where Apollo checked for signs of life. His eyes widened and he turned to his family and shook his head sadly.

"Sh... She's dead." He said in shock.

Percy grinned, "There we go. Now you're finally starting to get it. I am in charge here. Next person to piss me off dies the same way Hestia did, slowly and very painfully, whimpering like the weak cowards you are."

Ares jolted up as a sword appeared in his hand, "I'm going to rip you to pieces punk."

He stepped towards Percy only to be sent flying backwards where he crashed to the ground twenty yards away.

All eyes turned to Zoë who was glaring at Ares form in the distance.

"My husband is doing the talking right now, I suggest you shut the incessant flapping of your gums before you piss us off again."

Percy shook his head with a grin and vanished.

"Damn it she's hot when she gets pissed." He said as he reappeared beside Hermes and elbowed him in the ribs in a friendly way that turned the messenger god white as a ghost.

Hermes backed up a few steps before he was shoved roughly to the ground from behind. He flipped over and gasped when he laid eyes on his decade long dead son Luke Castellan.