Percy Pov:
Standing in the middle of the battlefield over what was once The proud primordial of the Pit, now reduced to nothing more than a dying man lying in his own blood I began to wonder what brought me here, why me, why her, why did it have to turn out like this.
I started to look up, coming to my senses. As I looked at the carnage around me amazed and scared at the thought of me being capable of something like this. There was scorch marks, puddles of water, and the blood of monsters and immortals covering the ground as far as I could see. Gods there was so much blood It made me sick.
I turned back to the master of the pit as he looked up at me.
"you have won young hero," he then takes a deep slightly violent breath, "and thanks to that I can finally be at peace."
"don't call me a hero," I sigh and look up at the so called sky of the pit, "I have no need for a title I don't live up to." I said sadly
He chuckles at this before breaking into another coughing fit. "their has never been someone more deserving of the title and because of that I wish t-" he started to cough up blood. I stepped back and looked down sadly at the dying primordial.
"I wish to bestow a gift upon you before I die. I wish to give you the power to defeat my sister."
"I don't want power Tartarus." I spat, then whispered "that's the last thing I want."
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AN: thank for reading the teaser for my story that may or may not get written so yay for you, but seriously I want to know if you liked it and if you did you should tell it may just give me that kick in the ass I need to motivation my writing.
P.S. This is my first time writing fanfic (I usually only write story's with my friends In a writing group) but I've wanted to do so for a while so why not, now that being said constructive criticism is welcomed, or even if you just want to tell me how much it sucked that's welcome to but please if that's the case at least say what's wrong in the review.