Race Against Time - Percy Jackson

Chapter Nineteen

-Chapter Nineteen-

"We got all the six compasses, now what?" asked Yorath, his body slumped from fatigue of the fight before. Even though the fight was the fastest they've done to eliminate a titan, it still costed Yorath energy to manipulate time. The two were running on pure adrenaline.

"Hand me the other compasses." Yorath obliged, pulling Helios', Krios', and Atlas' compass from his pocket. He handed the three items to Percy as he laid all six of them down onto the concrete ground.

Yorath watched in silence and curiosity as the items slowly started to glow in a bright light with energy pouring into the area. The two brothers stepped back, shielding their eyes from the intense light that the items emitted.

Percy shook his head as the light slowly started to die down, the power spike going back to normal levels once again. The two stared at the ground, the six items nowhere to be seen. The once-powerful items were forged into a singular object, emitting a constant output of energy. The two stared at the fused compass which a bright gold.

Percy leaned forward and grabbed the compass with his hand free hand and examining it. The compass other than the gold exterior was nothing special. A plain red pointer was indicating where Kronos was, along with plain black N, W, E, and S letters for each direction respectively.

The two brothers shared a look, having another one of their signature silent conversations. Percy dusted himself off and stood up, his eyes glued onto the compass that was held tightly by his hand.

"We better move. We don't have much time left," he added and went forward, following the directions of the pointer. As he walked in relative silence, all he could think about was how the fight would go. He didn't know if this would end in tragedy or victory. All he could do was hope that they were enough to beat the king of the titans.

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Percy was as silent as the dead. His face was slowly losing colour, and he knew it. He felt awful. Both mentally and physically. He was running on double borrowed time. Chronos already prolonged his death by a few days, hell he was supposed to be dead by now. Yorath managed to buy them more time, but he didn't know if it was enough.

His movements were sluggish, like that of a person who hasn't slept in a full week. The only reason he was still able to become conscious was the fact that his body was half primordial which helped with some of the effects of sleep deprivation. 

Yorath wasn't looking too good either. He was bruised and beaten. His energy was near depletion. But even Yorath knew that his condition was nothing compared to Percy's. The two brothers had seen better days that's for sure.

"Ah, this is interesting." a voice stated, making the two brothers jump. In a bright flash, the silhouette of a person appeared in front of them with his hands behind his back. The light cleared as the two recognized the person almost instantly. 

Percy reeled back, unsheathing Firestorm in a defensive position, ready to counterattack on short notice. Yorath readied his yo-yo and steadied himself for an inevitable fight.

Kronos laughed his hands behind his back. "I didn't think you'd get past Atlas or Koios."

"So what business do you have with me?" asked the titan in a laid-back manner, making a slight step forward. 

His eyes locked onto the compass on Percy's hand. "I see you've been collecting the compasses that I gave them." 

He clapped his hands with, a small tug on his lip. "What do you want? Say it quickly. I don't have all the time in the world."