POSEIDON'S POV:
My nose felt like it was on Greek fire (Yeah, I know how it feels. Amphitrite gets REALLY mad at me some times, and isn't afraid to use the Greek fire.) But it was nowhere near what I felt like inside. My own son hated me. It wasn't like I didn't deserve it, because I did. But it still felt like a fresh slap in the face (or in this case punch).
I was sitting on the beach, not ten feet away from my cabin. I wondered if Percy was in there, or if he was somewhere else. He had stormed off right after he hit me, probably in anger.
Gods,
why did I ever like John more than Percy? I think it was because John and Triton got along well. But that was probably only because they both hated Percy. But I was blind at the time, overjoyed with the fact that Triton was being hospitable towards a mortal. I sighed and got up from my spot on the sand to walk over to the water. I stepped in and smiled as the naiads bowed reverently.
I left there and went in search for my son, but before I could get anywhere I heard a conch horn blow three times. I didn't know what it meant, but it sounded bad. I then noticed the whole camp was deserted. I evaporated and popped up on half-blood hill and I saw that everyone had gathered there. I went over to stand next to Chiron and take a look at the threat.
I first saw the Minotuar, who I had immense hatred for what he did to Sally five years ago. No one sends Sally Jackson to the underworld. NO ONE. Then I saw Prometheus. I figured that he must be here to tell us he was on the other side, and to start a fight.
I wanted to see what these soldiers of Chaos could do. I saw Percy and watched as he made silent communication with one of the soldiers. They nodded and looked back at the threat.
I then heard Percy say something in a stony voice.
"Prometheus. What are you here for?"
The titan just chuckled and smoothed down the jacket of his tuxedo. He looked back at Percy.
"Perseus, eh? I thought you ran off...oh well, no matter. We will still win! And to answer your question, we are here to give you a small taste of what you'll be facing." Prometheus said. He seemed slightly worried that Percy was back.
Percy just chuckled darkly, a little too much like the titan for my taste.
"Do not raise a weapon, anyone! That includes you guys from camp. I will take them." He addressed the crowd behind him. We looked at him like he was crazy. I decided to tell him that it probably wasn't the best idea to go against all of these monsters.
"Uh, Percy? Are-are you sure? I know you're powerful and all, but this is a little extreme..." I said shakily, scared for my son.
"Back off Poseidon, don't act like you care." He said. Harsh.
"But I do-"
"Whatever." He turned back to the army and stepped forward until he was about ten feet from Prometheus.
He then raised his arms and water came out of nowhere, millions of gallons of it. It all rushed towards the army of monsters and enveloped them. I then saw Percy close his eyes and start whispering.
Oh no,
I thought, he didn't figure out how to... impossible!
I knew about the Whispering. It was where you enveloped someone's head completely in water and whispered thing into it, horrible thing that would make a person go mad. I didn't matter how far away you were, if you could control the water, you could Whisper. But I didn't tell anyone, because it was too dangerous. But if Percy knew about...Chaos must have trained him well.
I saw the monsters try to scream under water, their hands clawing at their ears to make the sounds stop. But they didn't. eventually they drowned and the water was filled with a bunch of yellow dust. Percy made it go away and looked over to Prometheus.
Coldly he said, "I heard that drowning was the worst way to die, what do you think?" Prometheus's eyes bugged and he turned to run, but Percy grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.
"Where ya goin?" Percy said.
Prometheus swallowed loudly looked at Percy's vice-like grip on his shoulder, wincing slightly.
"I-I'm sorry!" Prometheus shouted, his voice was wavering and he looked on the verge of tears.
"Don't lie to me. And don't act like you're scared either. I know there are two-hundred more backup forces hiding in the woods over there. He pointed to the left side woods and everyone gasped. Hundreds of monsters piled out of the woods.
"But," Percy continued, "I'm gonna let my soldiers take them out. Just to give you a little idea of what we do."
He nodded at the other soldier, who I understood was Zak, and the soldier yelled with his weapon raised. The others followed suit and they charged. They attacked with vicious speed and agility and strength. None of the soldiers were harmed in the least. But all of the monsters were gone within minutes. The campers were in awe, looking on as if in a trance at the deadly, highly trained warriors. We saw a ten year old girl take out sixteen hellhounds by herself. With ease.
When the battle was over they stood victorious and looked to Percy, who still had Prometheus in his grip.
"Well, well, well. Looks like you're all alone Prometheus! Say goodbye!" Percy said in a mocking happy voice. He let Prometheus go for a moment, only long enough for him to back up a couple steps and place his combat boot on Prometheus's chest.
The titan's eyes widened in fear. "N-no!" but that was the last thing he said before Percy gave a mighty kick and Prometheus went flying across the field. He hit a tree and was impaled on a branch. Golden ichor flowed out if his chest and he died, his essence returning to Tartarus.
Percy turned to us. "He will be back soon. I think it is time we sailed to Greece and killed Gaea."
