Daughter of the Gods [A Percy Jackson FanFic] (Completed)

Chapter 8

3rd person P.O.V

With one hard blow, Ares pushed the fierce Goddess into the center of the surrounding ring. The Gods smirked to themselves, thinking hey have won the battle, but even Wisdom must bow down to strength sometimes, and that time was now. They have won the battle, and was going to win the war.

The Goddess chuckled loudly... Then, she began to spin in place, in a circular motion. Faster and faster and faster till she herself was a tornado, raging and destroying everything in its path. Sucking up rocks and water, then throwing them at the Gods.

Such a display of power was never seen before, this outmatched even the power of the Primordial. The tornado and darkness grew wider and wider until the Gods were sucked in, after that everyone held their breath, hoping they would not be next.

The tornado started to shrink, and the Gods were thrown out, each making a "God Sized Crater" in the training area. The tornado stopped, and the Goddess, Seris, stood basking in all the glory, while open-mouthed campers gawked, and wounded Gods came out of their crater.

Raven (Seris) P.O.V

After the battle, the others Gods and Goddesses bowed in respect at my victory. I was a true warrior. As it was now late in the day, after my victory, only the Gods were left, but one by one they disappeared leaving only Ares and I.

We were both happy together once again, and we shared battle ideas. He told me about the things I missed, and I told him about my journey in the mortal realm. There was a soft side to Ares, and I was the only one to see it. We stayed so late, that the sun began to rise, and at that beautiful sunrise, he once again proposed to me. I gladly accepted.

We decided to make it three weeks from today. Before we went to Olympus together, I quickly prayed to the fates, and Chaos that we would have at least 2-3 years of peace. I wanted to be able to cherish Ares as my husband and be able to be there for my soon-to-have offspring. Leave is the best thing right now, and I'll pray to anyone to keep it that way for now.

3rd person P.O.V

In the shadows, a man in a black suit with designs that seemed to be moving with the galaxy's themselves, listened to the prayers of a young goddess, and decided to grant them. Knowing that this child will be the next great Savior of Olympus.