Percy and the Moonstone

Chapter 4: Fallen Hero

Percy's POV

We were heading to Olympus. To say I was nervous would be an understatement.

I took inventory of my supplies in my room.

In these past months I had been constructing my gear for my death sentence.

First was tsunami, an altered Riptide. It was forged with celestial bronze, and silver. I refused to call it Riptide. I was the new and improved Percy so I needed a new and improved Riptide.

There was my shield. It was based on my brother's design but instead of a wrist watch it looked like a pocket watch. The designs showed me having fun with my friends. Annabeth and I's first kiss. Me drenching Clarrise with toilet water and more. Most of all it had my undead friends faces that served as a connection to the Underworld that allowed me to talk to them.

My armor was celestial bronze. No big deal...except it transformed into a simple silver band around my neck if I wanted to conceal it. Also it turned me invisible in combat. Small detail.

If you haven't noticed all of these things looked like regular objects to the gods but they, in truth, were the most deadly weapons together. I call them the second deathly hallows. (Annabeth made me read Harry Potter)

You see Tsunami can cause an archetype blockage from the doors of death. They can't get out until the owner of the Weapon dies or disowns the sword making myself practically unbeatable like the elder wand.

My shield was a direct line to the underworld. I know exactly what the gods are planning from my friends on the inside. I also learned some of their fighting strategies so it was pretty cool. The best part is that I get to see them again like the resurrection stone

Finally my armor. In combat I was completely invisible, not even a shadow, so my enemies couldn't block my strikes or hit me as accurate as possible like the invisibility cloak.

Luke jokes around and says that 'whoever owns all three is the master of Olympians.'

Kind of like how Harry Potter was the supposed master of death. Like he could control Thantantos.

There was the potion too.

After studying it I found that it's drakon blood. I know, disgusting right? The drakons blood would enhance all of my senses.

I was going to win this battle.

I put the shield in my pocket, my armor was around my neck, and my "pen" was in my other pocket. The vial was hooked on my camp necklace.

A voice rang out across the ship, Leo.

"We have reached Olympus." He didn't sound excited.

I wasn't sure whether or not I was mad at my friends or my mom or anyone else the gods brought into this.

They didn't want it to happen.

They didn't even try to tell you.

Angry filled inside of me. No matter what they obviously did nothing to stop this.

I got up and left the room. Olympus hadn't changed.

Somehow Leo managed to land us on Olympus without the elevator. It looked the same.

We started walking and in no time I was standing in front of the throne room doors.

This is where I would fight all thirteen Olympians. This is where I would prove my innocence.

This is where I was supposed to die.

I drank my potion without their knowing as quickly as I could. Just as I thought. Tastes disgusting.