Hello little balls of life! This is my first one-shot, feedback is much appreciated (:
For the end of the world, things were going great for the Seven. Annabeth stabbed the nearest dracanae and looked around on the Argo II. Jason was fighting a herd of venti far above them. Percy was below them in the water, fighting some kind of water snake. Frank, a giant eagle, was swooping around, destroying Hyperborean giants all around. Hazel stood atop a mountain of gold and gems, sending them out in waves that destroyed dozens of monsters every time. Piper's charmspeak was stronger than ever, and any monster that even tried to come close to her fell under her spell. Leo was fighting Khione, his fire keeping her from coming close to anyone. Annabeth herself felt out of place, having no powers to use. But she tried her best to kill as many monsters as she could.
Things were coming along pretty nicely. Of course, that's when things went wrong.
On Mount Olympus
Gaea smiled. She was finally awake thanks to the 7 "brave" demigods. She strolled through the streets, destroying buildings left and right. Nymphs and minor gods ran away in terror. The major gods were in their throne room, in full battle armour, ready to defend themselves. Gaea didn't bother going through the door, she simply grew out of the floor and sat down on Zeus' throne, which started to turn dark brown from her touch. The king of the gods fell on one knee and started to fade.
On the Argo II, Jason found himself falling into the sea, unable to manipulate the air arounf him anymore.
Gaea trapped Aphrodite in an earthen cage, suppressing her power, leaving Piper face to face with a big group of dracanae, who swarmed around her and knocked her off her feet.
Ares, Athena, Artemis and Apollo fell into a hole Gaea made, falling to who-knows-where. Frank turned into himself in mid-air, slamming into a dragon. Annabeth felt an emptiness inside her, but kept on fighting.
The closest chairs to Zeus' already black one, Poseidon's and Hera's, started to dissipate. Poseidon tried to attack Gaea, bur his trident fell through his hand. He tried to punch Gaea, but he was no more than a godly ghost, his remaining energy disappearing with every second. Percy, who was fighting underwater at the time, found he was unable to breathe, and tried to swim up, but the sea serpent pulled him down.
The Olympians were thrown back, and one by one they started to disappear- Hermes, Dionysus, Hades… Hazel stood on top of her mountain of jewels, unable to control them anymore. A group of Cyclops climbed up and quickly overpowered her.
Leo's fire began to waver, and then disappeared completely. He tried to get to the controls, but was frozen before he could get to them.
Annabeth was left alone, the monsters surrounding her.
Camp Half-Blood's magical borders disappeared, and monsters flooded in.
Camp-Jupiter was attacked long before, and the last defenders fell just as the last god disappeared.
Gaea has won.
