Purpose (Percy Jackson)

Old Friends

Percy's POV

Since I was now the Primordial of the pit I could get out of here. But for a moment I stopped and thought about everything that has happened. In a month I became a Primordial. If anything I should be a Titan. But I guess the Primordial Powers trump the Titan powers. But what I don't understand is that my Titan domains became Primordial ones. So that means they're more powerful now. War, Earth, Time, Warcraft, and Destruction. 

But wait. How did I die? I have Styx's blessing. And the cut on my cheek. When I became immortal did I lose it? That's the only reasonable explanation. I guess I didn't fully lose it until he killed me because if he hit my mortal spot I would've died. 

Wait. Does this mean I share a domain with another Primordial? I wonder if I'll be able to speak to him about it. This is all too confusing. I need to just go. 

I looked up into the sky and saw a hole open at the thought of me leaving. I summoned the Blades of Chaos and threw them up at the hole, the chains stretching for miles. Finally, they landed right on the sides of the hole, sinking into the ground and staying there.

I gave a hard tug and I was sent flying up there, the chains retracting as I flew, dragging me along through the air. I flew through the hole, the blades flying after me.

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I walked into the Empire State Building. All my weapons were hidden away as accessories. Instead of golden boots with wings, my boots were just black steel toe combat boots. I strode up to the man at the desk. "Key. 600th floor. Now." I demanded. He just looked at me like I was crazy and went back to reading his book.

I slammed my fist into his desk, completely breaking it in half. He about pissed himself. He quickly handed me the key and I walked to the elevator and put it in. It disappeared and the elevator shot up. I would've flashed there but I don't know how to yet. 

I got to the top and started walking to the throne room. Everybody giving me odd looks cause nobody recognized me. I wore a black cloak with some black skinny jeans. I looked like a buff tan version of Nico. I wore a pair of white sunglasses with red tinted glass. I looked pretty badass if you ask me. 

I strode into the throne room and stood in the middle. Nobody noticed me cause they were all too busy arguing so I decided to get their attention. I stomped my foot on the ground causing a mini earthquake, making cracks on the floor as I did. 

All heads snapped towards me as I smirked. "Who dares interrupt the Council?" Boomed Zeus. "Um, me. Isn't it obvious you jackass?" I replied. His face went red and he summoned his master bolt. He threw it at me but I stopped time. I walked up to the bolt and grabbed it. Then I walked behind Zeus and placed it little ways behind him.

I walked back to where I was before then unstopped time. Zeus seemed confused as to where his bolt went for a second before he was blasted forwards by it. He stood up looking embarrassed and even more pissed. 

He motioned for Ares to get me so he stood up. He grinned as if this would be easy. Only if he knew who I was. He drew a broadsword and walked at me. "Wheres your weapon Punk?" he asked. 

I held out my right hand and suddenly a blue two-handed sword appeared. A collection of gasps were heard around the room and a girlish squeal from Hephestus. 

"Impossible! How do you have that?" Ares questioned. I just smirked and swung it at him.

He barely had enough time to duck as the blow flew over his head. Now, of course, I could've just used my powers and make this super easy but where's the fun in that? He thrusted at my stomach but I just sidestepped and smacked the flat of the blade away with my palm. I stabbed at him but he just ducked and I used my momentum to run past him and swing my sword like a baseball bat, hitting him in the back of the head with the flat of my blade, knocking him out.