Son Of Darkness

Chapter-14

It was odd. Percy never knew what exactly to call what happened to him when he fought. It was like the entire world around him had just faded into the background, any noise or sound was muffled, there was nothing else in the world besides him, and his target.

Currently, that target was Polybotes.

And he was no normal target. Oh no. Not just because he was a giant. No Percy had gotten used to overwhelmingly large odds such as the ones he now faced. No, this was no normal target because of what was coming out of that filthy, rotten-fish-smelling mouth of his.

Now Percy could take a lot. He didn't have the explosive temper that his uncles and their children were famous for. It was another quality that he shared with his father. But just like his father, when that anger was focused on you, when the easy-going laid-back sea god and his children finally did snap. Only the Fates could truly help you then.

"Mother Gaea has promised us many things, you know, little half-breed!", Polybotes boomed as he caught Poseidon unawares and hit him half-way across the battlefield with one mighty swing of his trident.

The constantly off-task, ADHD half of his mind noticed how the unlucky shot reminded him slightly of the way the major league baseball players hit home-runs. Imagining his father as a baseball brought a small grin to his face. But that grin soon disappeared as he let out a surprised yelp and narrowly avoided being caught in the net the giant had thrown at him.

"Just as my brother, Porphyrion shall take Zeus' queen as his, I too shall take Poseidon's!", he boasted. Percy took advantage of the small distraction to lunge in and score a hit across the back of his right knee, drawing ichor and making the great giant stumble slightly.

If he was being honest, no matter how callus it may seem to others, Percy couldn't care less about what Polybotes wanted to do with his father's wife, Amphitrite. They didn't have the best of relationships bordering on openly hostile. Besides, if all went as it should, Polybotes wouldn't have the opportunity to do any of that anyway. Because… you know, he'd be dead.

"But I do not speak of the daughter of Oceanus as you might think I do. Tell me little bastard son, who was it your father called the 'queen among women'? Who is it that he values above all others?".

A sinking feeling of dread settled in the pit of Percy's stomach.

His mother. That monster was talking about his mother!

In no time at all, that dread had transformed into ugly hatred. No one touched his mother. No one.

But before he could act, his father's bane, and now, his bane, began speaking again.

"If nothing else, I can see that your father does have very good taste. The woman is very beautiful. But no, perhaps after I have torn your body apart, I shall take your lover as my reward, hmm? Yes, she will become my queen".

He let out a scream of outrage and charged forward, but Polybotes just laughed.

"What is it, little half-breed. Has the bastard-son finally decided to fight?", he taunted, throwing his head back and laughing again. Perhaps that was why he failed to notice just how big of a mistake he had truly made.

Percy's eyes were glowing with power, the sea-green colour darkening and swirling, truly resembling the hurricanes he could control so well. A storm began to gather overhead, the clouds darkening and ominous thunder rumbling. Harsh winds blew across the battlefields, making everybody momentarily look up and around in their confusion before turning back to their own fights.