The beginning is sort of based on another author's story but I don't know the author so I'm really sorry. It becomes more original later on.
Chapter 1: End of a War
My name is Percy Jackson. At least that's what they used to call me. My friends I mean, who mostly aren't my friends anymore.
Let me start over. It all began after I was blasted into a mountain.
Flashback
My body was broken. I could hear blood rushing in my ears. Why is my current chair a mountain? Simple. Porphyrion put me there with his lightning bolt. It was the final battle, the fight that would save or destroy the world. The seven of the prophecy have made it to Olympus and were currently engaged in battling the giants plus their crazy evil mother, Gaea.
Anyway, back to my situation. The gods have come, no long schizophrenic by the uniting of the camps. Each god was fighting alongside their children, or in Artemis' case, the hunters. The giants' numbers were slowly dwindling as well as demigods. Then Porphyrion yelled and the ground rumbled.
Cracks appeared in the Earth as monsters crawled their way out, blood lust in their eyes. I leapt into the fray, stabbing, slashing and hacking like a demon. i heard a battle cry behind me and I knew the demigods had followed my lead. It continued this way until I saw something in the corner of my eye. A Hunter of Artemis lay motionless on the ground, covered in blood. But that wasn't what caught my attention. It was the sight of the moon goddess wrapped in earth tendrils with Porphyrion standing over her that drew my eye.
I quickly stabbed the dracanae I was fighting and jumped in front of Artemis, just a Porphyrion's bolt came flying at us and threw me into Olympus.
"PERCY!" I heard someone shout.
I struggled to open my eyes and coughed. Then it came. I felt my stomach clench, a fiery anger building up inside of me and I let out a cry of pure rage.
Artemis POV
We were in Greece, at the foot of OLympus, the root of our existence. The Olympians had entered the fight. I had summoned my Hunters and Hades had transported the demigod camps and we were fighting with all we had. For a time, it seemed we were winning despite some of our demigods falling. My Hunters and I were perched on the cliffs of Olympus and its surrounding trees, firing arrows at the giants who opposed us.
Then a loud cry was heard and I stopped firing arrows for a moment. The ground began to shake and the hands of monsters began crawling their way out. I was about to tell my Hunters to start firing again but I was stopped by a loud defiant shout as I saw a blur of orange and black jump into the monster horde.
Another cry echoed as the figure began destroying every monster within 20 feet of him. It could only be one person, Percy Jackson.
I gave a shout and a volley of arrows covered the sun and shot into the monster horde. We continued firing, each arrow finding its mark. A few of my Hunters ran out of arrows and leapt into the fray using their hunting knives.
It went on like this until I saw one of my Hunters get hit in the back by a cyclopes that had snuck up on her while she was distracted by a hellhound. I quickly leapt down from my high place in a tree, simultaneously shooting an arrow at the cyclopes. As soon as my feet touched ground I ripped out my hunting knife and stabbed the hellhound in the eye.
The air tensed around me as I heard arrows shoot the monsters within 30 feet of me as I knelt down by the Hunter, Alex. She was covered in cuts and bruises from the battle and blood leaked out of her mouth. My face paled at the sight of one my own's blood. I reached out to touch her but was stopped as an earthen tendric shot out of the earth and wrapped around my arm. More and more shot out and soon I was trapped, growling as I struggled to get out of Gaea's grasp.
A shadow loomed over me and I looked up to see the giant king, Porphyrion, smiling an evil grin at me.
"So goddess, bested by my mother I see. A fine specimen you are," he mocked, reaching out to touch me. I snapped out at his hand and he drew back, glaring at me. "Well, I'm afraid you are at a crossroads, my dear. Be my bride, or be my kill."
"Is there really much of a choice? I'll take death thank you, although it is a pity to have to die seeing your ugly face," I snarled.
He growled. "Then so be it!" he said raising his lightning bolt.
I clenched my jaw and glared into his eye. I would face death head on. I prepared myself for the strike and I was hit...in the side. The force of the hit snapped the earthen tendrils that held me and I slid 5 feet away just as I saw the lightning bolt hit Perseus.
"PERCY!" I cried.
His body flew and crashed hard into Olympus. Porphyrion grinned and turned to me.
"Let's try that again," he growled.
I reached for my hunting knife before a loud cry of pure rage echoed across the battlefield. Everyone paused to look at the mountain where it had came from before a screaming bullet of water from the river hit Porphyrion in the chest.
When the dust cleared Porphyrion was laying on his back, but that wasn't what I paid attention to, it was the figure in tattered clothes punching the giant furiously.
Percy POV
My hands were covered in ichor, blood spilling from Porphyrion mouth as I continued punching his mangled face.
"So demigod, you believe you have won?" the giant mocked. "Tell me, who will you celebrate with when you return? After all, your parents are dead."
I stopped in shock. My parents were dead? Unfortunately this gave Porphyrion an opening and he hit me with an uppercut that shot me into the air. I could feel my ribs cracking.
"Come back down here Jackson!" he shouted and I felt a bolt of lightning strike me.
I fell to the earth limply and as I saw the ground come closer the shock turned into anger, and unquenchable vengeance, and Porphyrion would suffer.
I took my pen out and uncapped Riptide. I tilted myself so that I was going down head first.
"Porphyrion!" I bellowed as I fell, drawing water from the river to surround me. The giant looked up.
"THIS ENDS NOW!" I shouted crashing Porphyrion, plunging my sword through his chest, the water cushioning my fall.
Porphyrion cried out in pain. "I could use some help now!" I shouted to the gods who stood there dumbfounded.
Artemis broke out of her trance and shot an arrow at the giants' head and the moment it made contact, I sliced my sword through his neck in one stroke and the giant king's body dissolved into dust.
Breathing heavily, I turned to the Olympians. I cracked a tired smile.
"So, nice day huh?" I said before I fainted, my last image being Artemis glaring at me mouth agape before my world faded to black.
