A/N: Hey everyone! Its me, Alpha Death! This is my first fanfiction, so reviews and criticism are appreciated! As of now, I haven't sorted out an updating schedule, so expect updates at random! This is gonna have a bit of a plot twist at the end, and not something that you'd expect! Ha HA! This... should be good. Well, that'd be all. See you at the end!
Disclaimer: I don't own. If I did, things would not be well for this world.
Prologue
Percy wasn't in Camp Half-Blood anymore. He frowned, eyebrows crinkling. Something wasn't right. His hand flew to his pocket, where his pen always was. Uncapping the pen, he drew Riptide and continued along his way.
Hey, Percy's eyebrows furrowed.Isn't that the little piece of stone that I tripped on going up Mount Olympus? He turned around, his grip on Riptide loosening when he realized he was safe. This was the original home of the gods', after all. No harm would come to him here, after the devastation of the Giants on this Mountain.
Dad, Percy realized.Dad probably called me here.It had to be urgent; his father normally could just find him near the lake in Camp Half-Blood. Raising his sword again, cautiously, Percy advanced. Something was off. The aura of Mount Olympus wasn't cheery and happy, like how it usually was. Instead, the Mountain radiated sorrow and death. Percy frowned again. What would cause the Mountain to be in such a way? Percy wondered as he continued to walk.
All of a sudden, the horrifying scent of decaying flesh hit Percy like a truck. His eyes widened, and he ran into the cave where he assumed the smell was coming from. Percy dashed in, and what he saw shocked him. On the ground, surrounded by a group of monsters, was the body of Connor Stoll. His right hand was completely torn off, and a long gash ran from his left shoulder to his left hand. Connor's legs had claw marks on it, while his chest was completely mutilated. His face had many small gashes that ran deep, and had two black eyes.
Percy gagged, but his anger made him recover quickly. He then said, "You… YOU KILLED CONNOR! GO TO TARTARUS!" All the monsters turned to him, and jumped, eager to feast on the demigod. He immediately started to fight the monsters, all of which soon got sent to Tartarus. He growled in deep pain for his friend – no, his brother in arms. "Don't worry Connor, your death will not be in vain. I WILL avenge you!" After saying a prayer, Percy ran back out, with a small glint in his eyes. He continued to run up the Mountain, but thoughts of dread soon filled his head. Who else got injured? Who else got killed? How come I wasn't able to stop them?! "ARGH!" Percy let out a scream of frustration, and shook his head. Stop thinking about that! Focus on finding the other demigods! Now, GO!
With another resolve, he sprinted up the mountain, and almost missed a piece of Travis' sword. Percy turned back around, and followed the small pieces of Travis' sword. Soon he came upon the body of Travis, which looked just like his brother's. Percy was in so much rage, he dropped his sword and used his earthquake powers from his father to disrupt the monsters, and trap them.
He scourged the demigods he found after giving his prayer to them, as Percy found very helpful things on them, as grenades and so on. But the frustrating thing was the fact that as soon as he got within grabbing distance, the things Percy found would disappear. This angered him even more, which wasn't a good thing if you were the bad guy.
After calming down some, he continued up the mountain. All of a sudden, Lycaon jumped out at him, snarling. Percy gave a snarl just as vicious as the one he received, and proceeded to beat the crap out of Lycaon, who was delivered back to Tartarus in a matter of minutes.
Just as he turned the second to last corner, he saw one of the most terrifying sights of his life. The rest of the Seven, minus Annabeth, and Nico were all sprawled on the ground, limbs bent at odd angles. Their bodies were all mutilated, but not to the point where they wouldn't be recognizable. This time, he saw Polybotes hanging over their bodies, a cruel smile on his face. Percy screamed, and transformed Anaklusmos back into a pen, and drew an explosive grenade from nowhere and ran up to Polybotes, who gasped in surprise. Percy then drew a celestial bronze hunting knife from nowhere and stabbed Polybotes with it, and somehow managed to light a fire on the blade, making it more deadly. He jumped, and Percy continued to run up Polybotes' arm, dropping a burning celestial bronze hunting knife every so often.
Percy jumped high, and landed on Polybotes' head, and drew Riptide, and cut open the Giant's skull, which made him fall to the ground. Percy snarled, "Goodbye, you worthless Giant!" and pulled the pin on the grenade, and shoved it into the Giant's brain. He immediately jumped off, and continued to run toward the peak of Mount Olympus.
Along the way, he found various demigods, as well as some Hunters. To all, he vowed to avenge them, and gave them his prayer to hopefully get into Elysium. If he found monsters, he decimated them. He was on a roll. Percy was the embodiment of death and destruction as he sprinted up the Mountain to its peak. Once he did, he stopped short.
There, he saw the final straw. The love of his life, Annabeth Chase, was lying on the ground, de – no, wait, she was moving! Percy's eyes darted around, and focused on her knife, lying a few inches off to the side of Annabeth. A humanoid leg kicked the knife away, and a cruel laugh was emitted. Percy glanced up, and saw Porphyrion. He stomped on Annabeth, or tried to. As Percy lunged to intercept the leg, the Giant disappeared, and in his place was… Athena? Why would Athena be here? He pondered, and then snapped his fingers as he got his answer. Obviously to save her daughter, why else?
He sighed in relief, but then saw the most terrifying sight of his life as of yet. Athena impaled her own daughter with her spear through the heart, cackling, "You were always weak! No wonder we betrayed you all!" She looked around, and her eyes finally settled on Percy. "You! You are here?! I summon the gods to my location!" Almost immediately, the Olympian Council appeared, in their battle regalia, their symbols of power pointed at Percy.
"Now, you shall die!" All of the Olympian Council shot their weapons at Percy, who was suspended in midair, unable to do anything. "But before you do, know that we betrayed YOU, Percy Jackson, to –"
A/N: Well, what did you guys think? Is it good? Bad? Tell me what you think in the reviews! Well, that'd be all. See ya next chapter!
