Percy's POV:
After I left Artemis tent, I walked back to my own, (courtesy of my Dad), to get some rest. My tent had a large Green trident on it, along with a sea green sword looking thing. I don't know what it was, but I had a feeling I would find out. I opened the flap into my tent and on my bed sat Luke Skywalker.
"Mr. Skywalker? What are you doing in my tent?" I asked him.
"Oh glad you could make it. We are going to start your training tonight. I assume you have met master Yoda?" he responded.
"Yes the little green alien thing?" I questioned.
"Yes. He trained me. He will be here for your force lessons, as I will be your combat instructor." Luke said.
"Ok great. When do we begin?" I said drawing out Riptide. Luke looked at me like I was crazy.
"Yes Mr. Skywalker?" I questioned.
"That weapon will not be sufficient. I have created you your very own one of these." Luke stated proudly and drew a long, blue, electric looking sword. He then put his away and in his other hand, held a shiny piece of metal. He threw it towards me, and it felt balanced in my hand.
"Press the button on the Lightsaber, Percy." Luke said smiling. I did as I was told and a Sea green version of Luke's lightsaber appeared in my hand.
'Sweet' I thought to myself. This lightsaber was honestly beautiful. Engraved on it was a Sea green trident surrounded by waves.
"Mr. Skywalker, it's beautiful." I said in awe. Even Riptide couldn't out beauty this weapon.
"You mus learn how to use it. This can kill a person very easily, therefore, you will train with a long pole instead. This way, you don't severely injure yourself during training." Luke said sternly.
"Of course, Mr. Skywalker."
"Please Percy, either Luke or Master Skywalker will do."
"Ok Master Skywalker, what's first?"
"We will begin on how to use the lightsaber, and how to do some basic moves when fighing a Sith. Sith can be identified by their red lightsabers, or by the aurora surrounding them. The affiliate with the Dark side, while we are the light." Luke stated.
"Ok so how do I use this thing?" I asked confused. Even though I wasn't using the real saber, I needed to prefect these movements.
For the next two hours, Luke trained me with the use of the Jedi's weapon. I learned how to block enemy attacks, learn how to push the enemy, and how to finish the fight. I was exhausted afterwards, as this sparing was a lot.
" You will have these lightsaber sessions every Tuesday and Thursday. Yoda will be here every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Over the weekend, we will give you exercises to practice. You will need to devote at least three hours a day to become a successful Jedi." Luke said.
"Yes Master Skywalker."
"Very good. See you on Thursday." With that, Luke disappeared.
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"Emperors" POV:
"My lord, on your command."
"Move now." I said. This was the beginning of the end for Camp-Half Blood as my hundreds of craft descended onto the camp boundaries.
"Let us in, Annabeth."
"With pleasure. My lord." As soon as she said that, I felt the magical borders of this camp begin to disintegrate into nothing. Now, we could march in with our thousands of troops, monsters and storm troopers alike. First Order ships reigned the skies.
I laughed at the campers preparing. Their mere defenses would not be enough. Thinking about it made me think of why I came to attack them in the first place.
"With the destruction of camp, the Final Hope for the Jedi and Olympus will be destroyed."
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Artmies POV:
I was leaving to go to the underworld. Today, I had to find Han-Solo or I would die. Apollo would be here soon. It would be just me and him. We needed to hurry. Pacing in my tent, I heard the flap open. Apollo appeared, dressed and ready for the Underworld.
"Here, Aunt Hestia gave me these. Magic Travel packs that restock every hour. This way, we have everything we need in the Underworld." He said out of breath.
"Ok. Let's go. We need to find Han-Solo." With that, I flashed us to DOA recording studios. The usual gloomy place was filled with souls in the waiting line, as Charon sat at his desk reading a book titled "The one and Only Ivan."
"Ah Artemis and Apollo, not dead are you?" He questioned. His black eyes bore into our souls. He was a tall man with his white hair swept to the left side, and his suit buttoned up.
"Yes we are dead. We were killed by a bear." Apollo said quickly. That was the most pathetic excuse I've ever heard. However, Charon just laughed.
"That-Will- have to be- put on-the wall-of 'ridiculous deaths!!!" he wheezed. I stared dumbstruck at Apollo. The idiot did have a brain, and it seemed to work. Charon stopped laughing and led us to the desk where we paid him 7 Drachma to get to the Underworld.
"Good luck. This is your final stop." Charon said. We stepped out of the boat and onto the shores of the River Styx. We approached our way to Asylum first. By the way Leia described him, this is where he should be. I pulled out the picture I found in Leia's jacket. We both Looked at it quickly, and began our search.
I began to travel towards the west side of Asylum. I passed families playing with their children, and people "living" happily together.
After searching the entire east side up and down, Apollo returned to me, saying there was no trace of Han-Solo. We were beginning to lose hope until we noticed a man staring off into the distance at the very edge of Asylum.
He turned to face us, and right there, stood none other than Han-Solo.
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Betrayed: A Percy Jackson Story
FanficPercy Jackson is torn apart by what he once called his friends. They destroyed him, and as a result, banished him from Camp Half Blood. He runs, and eventually finds himself with the hunt. However, a new threat arises, and they may need the help of...
