Guardian of the Hunt

Chapter 28

Black balls of pure energy shot out from my sceptre of the Seasons as Mimas dodged them expertly, only to have a flurry of icicles fired at him straight after. I then lifted my foot high and smacked it to the floor whilst stepping forwards, the floor rumbled like an earthquake as a crack opened on the floor. Mimas quickly jumped backwards, avoiding the deadly fall within a moments notice before looking up at me with a vexing glare in his eyes.

And then we engaged in sword combat again. 

I blocked a blow to my side and delivered back - feigning a left and then going right. But he saw that move and delivered uppercut with his fist. My jaw bursted with pain as I cried out, feeling my body fly back a couple of meters. A crack sounded as the back of my head hit a rock, leaving me dazed and feeling very sick. I could already feel the warm sticky blood pour out from the back of my head as I struggled to get up again, my arms gave way whenever I put pressure on them. I looked up to see two of Mimas snarling down at me, he grabbed the back of my neck that had the gash on it and squeezed it. Agonising pain flared through me as I screamed out in pain. He lifted me up by the back of my neck and threw me away again. 

"Come on," I grumbled to myself, looking towards Artemis who was kneeling on the ground with her hands over her mouth. "I can't lose."

I felt the ground shake as Mimas came close, and I did try to move but he got to me before I could. He dug his foot into my stomach, kicking me with so much force I actually flew about a meter away again. All of the air immediately flew out of my lungs as I gasped on the ground, clutching my stomach and groaning. An arc of fire barely missed my head as I weakly dodged, feeling the side of my hair disappearing.

"Weakling." Mimas shouted. He chuckled loudly, turning away and looking at the demigods who shook with fear under his gaze. "Is this truly your best warrior?"

I opened my hand, feeling my sceptre weigh my arm down as I tried to sit up from the ground. A wave of nausea washed through me as I stay up behind Mimas, trying to be as quiet as possible. The pain in my chest had spread even further up to my throat, meaning breathing was a lot more painful than it should be as I felt my throat close up even more. Now I was on a timer.

"Never turn your back on the enemy," I whispered, before lifting my sceptre and letting a bright ball of poisonous green energy hit him square in the back. I smirked as he went flying towards the monsters. I wanted them to see the true extent of my powers. I struggled up from my knees as Mimas shook his head to get rid of the dizziness from the hit. 

As soon as I stood up, I rose my sceptre to the sky, watching as the lovely sky blue and white fluffy clouds suddenly transformed into black and grey instruments of a storm. The temperature dropped into the minuses and everything around developed a shiny coat of deadly cold frost, snow. Thunder crashed through the sky, lightening shaking the ground as it struck several times towards my Sceptre. The monsters snapped their heads around, fear evident in there eyes. The Demi-gods though, they knew I was doing this. Snow and hail began to fall lightly from the sky before progressively getting faster and harder on Mimas and the Monsters, the hail grew to be the size of a golf balls killing some monsters. Mimas curled himself into a ball to try and avoid getting hurt but I focused most of the hail onto him. I siphoned the electric tension in the air towards Mimas, magnificent lightening bolts forming and electrocuting Mimas over and over again. I felt a familiar tug in my gut as I lifted one hand up to shoulder height and willed the moisture in the air to turn into large icicles, all of them surrounding Mimas and the army. 

"This.... is a power display," I stated, smirking as Mimas looked up from the ground, terror clear as he rose hand for me to stop. But I didn't. I smacked the base of the spear onto the floor, the icicles shot straight Mimas and the monsters, each one on impact exploding and ripping chunks from all of the enemies. Arms, fingers and heads flew into the air, Blood replaced the rain and all you could see was guts lying twisted on the floor. Mimas was the same. One arm was ripped off. An eyeball flew into the air and his sword was now shards of metal on the ground. 

But Mimas was still alive. 

He struggled from the ground, his once pitch black skin was now a tinge of purple, yellow and green. Blood poured from several wounds, contaminating the grounds.

I closed my hands into fists and stopped all of the rainfall and the icicles. He stumbled forwards a little, barely standing up straight as he sneered.

"What are you?" He growled, looking behind at his now demolished and decapitated army of monsters. He turned back at me, his eyes shone with anger as he moved forwards, raising his mighty, bloodied fist to deliver a strike but I quickly swiped my sceptre upwards and knocked it out of his grasp. "It's like you have the power of an Olympian yet you are nothing but a mere minor God!"

"Who or what I am is none of your concern," I snapped, taking a small step towards him. But then, he disappeared in a whirl of fire and pitch black smoke. "Wha...?" My hood was suddenly yanked down, revealing my face to the whole of camp as I looked at them. Some campers gasped where as others looked confused at the older campers reactions. I swirled around glaring at Mimas who stood, glaring at me with complete hate, but there was also fear clearly evident. Obviously he knew who I was, and also that I would be the last face he would see before his death.

"Perseus Jackson, the great Savior of Olympus," Was all he managed to get out as I swiped my sword smoothly across his neck, silencing him for the next couple of centuries. 

So a couple of things....

1. I am a major geek, I'm wearing Harry Potter Socks, Harry Potter PJ shorts, Harry Potter dressing gown, a Star Trek Top and a Star Trek Blanket

2. What do you feel about a Percy Jackson and Chaos sort of book after this (It won't be totally cliche)

3. Also what about a Harry Potter one... what if Voldemort was never defeated....

4. Also what about a Marvel and Percy Jackson one.... but there is no Greek powers - he still has powers but not from Greek if you get me. 

5. Also, there will a come a time soon where the updates will be longer because I'm a couple of months away from GCSE (important stuff id you don't know what it is) and I do need to revise. I'll tell you when it starts happening but this is just a heads up.

Have fun!