The hero of Olympus

chapter 2 (REWRITE)

[Don't read unless your ok with bad words potential rape references and other Rated R stuff]  (18+)
(All characters are owned by uncle rick only the possible ones that I might add are mine and also the plot of the story)
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I was under a tree relaxing while being lulled to sleep by the ocean's gentle breeze.

It was so...Peaceful.

I wished to never be woken up from this moment.

"Seaweed brain wake up...Our friends need you." Annabeth said, her body was translucent and her hair glowed a rich gold color under the sun.

"Wise girl..."

I opened my eyes slowly and my vision focused and noticed I was not at the same place where I fainted.  It was a dimly lit room with several tools similar to what you would see with a surgery room but they were old and rusted with blood.

"Where the fuck am I?" I yelled and tried to move but I soon realized I was chained to the wall.

The cuffs and chains were made of celestial bronze which meant I was completely trapped.  My mind began racing and I desperately tried to tug the chains off my wrists.

"You won't be able  to break those." The voice said from the shadows.  As soon as he let his presence be felt I felt a primal fear but I quickly pushed it down.

He emerged from the shadows and stepped into the dim light.  His body was similar to typhoon, unchaining and clouded by mist, but under all that mist was an eldritch horror which could give Hades nightmares.

"What do you want with me...?"

"You killed hundreds of thousands of my servants and for that. I will break your body and then your spirit."

(Percy POV)

"Ha-ha-ha-ha! You still remain unbroken?" Tartarus mocked while setting his crowbar down, "I'm quite impressed...Although it seems you're done for today. Until next time my favorite toy."

Tartarus has been torturing me for entire centuries...Taking breaks and dousing me with salt water to heal me and repeat.

While I was left alone to sleep and try to recover I felt a familiar presence...

"Kronos..."

"Hello my Grandson." He said with a creepy smile. It wasn't menacing just odd for me to see him smiling like a innocent old man.

"Cut the Minotaur shit what do you want?" I growled, my temper has gotten much worse due to my time in Tartarus.

"I'm here to give you a gift...Think of it as your ticket to freedom. I've seen how much of a bitch my mother has become and I want for you to kill her." Kronos confessed.

I was shocked to say the least but, hey even if it is a trap I don't really have any other options.

"I accept you offer grandfather"I said and he put his hand out and chanted in Greek.

"I ҜRΩΠΩS GI∇Σ MΨ DΩMΔIΠS ΔΠD PΩШΣR TΩ PΣRSΣUS JΔCҜSΩΠ."

"I hope you use this power well and...I'm sorry goodbye" he said as his form flickered and he disappeared.

I soon woke up my cuts and body feeling rejuvenated and overflowing with power.  I felt the never ending sea of time bend to my will and evil fuel my power.

"What In the world is this why do I feel your power so strong you shouldn't be able to do this!!!" Tartarus roared as he tried swinging at me with a sword.

I slowed the flow of time on his body and sped mine up.  His sword came at me in slow motion and I used it to cut my chains in two.

His face was pure shock and fear when I disarmed him and took his sword.

"You deserve to suffer for eternity...But I've got more important shit to do." I said and cut his head off cleanly with his own sword.

His body began to turn to a silver smoke and get absorbed by my body.  I felt a rush of power and knowledge of a new domain fill my brain.

"Huh...I guess I'm the king of Tartarus too?" I shrugged and inspected Tartarus's old sword.

It was a 6 foot longsword made of Stygian steel and Tartarus ore. It had several greek runes and script of a forgotten tongue but one word glowed.

Havoc

I looked to the left and saw Riptide being contained in a glass box in pen form. I smashed the glass and grabbed Riptide which hummed in delight at being held by it's master.

"Neat...I've always wanted to dual wield." I said while twirling riptide on my right and Havoc on my left hand.

Time to break out of Tartarus.

I blew open the doors of my prison cell and I was met by a surprised imp before I promptly splattered it's head all over the walls.

The alarms were hit and my battle senses kicked in and I began to go on a rampage.  I summoned my personal hurricane infused with divine power and began to rip apart monsters like a fucking blender.

"GET THE DEMIGOD! ATTACK!" A gorgon said while rushing in with a squad of lamias and the Minotaur.

"COME AT ME YOU COCK SUCKERS!" I yelled while cutting down monsters. I began to get swarmed by at least 20,000 monsters of all kinds.

I soon felt myself get overwhelmed but something popped up in my mind.

"Accelerate."  I muttered.

I became a blur of bronze and purple glow.  Instantly killing all the enemies within a 6 foot radius of me, suddenly all the monsters took a step back.

"You're all dead." I let blood lust seep through my voice and in an instant I cut down the monster population by 35,000.

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Damn I'm not even all that tired after running across Tartarus and killing thousands of monsters.

As if to spite me I felt my energy drop and my movements become  sluggish. 

'Ughh almost there.' I groaned as I kept waking....