This is my first Fanfic. I would like to get some reviews but please don't be too harsh.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and never will. All Percy Jackson characters belong to Rick Riordon. All I own is the plot and characters I made up. Other sources include greek mythology and roman mythology. This disclaimer applies to the whole book.
I am rewriting this fanfic.
Did you see the destruction? Did you see the burning? I loved every bit of it. The loss. The pain. The sounds still echo in my head. The sound of screaming families. The sound of mourning parents. The sound of fire. -End
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He thought he was ready but he was wrong.
In New Rome it was like no other day. The buds of spring were cascading into waterfalls of leaves and flowers. The sky had beautiful arrays of white fluffy clouds, hand crafted from the finest cotton. Birds chattered their morning talk and in a shining shop at the corner of the city, a soft, melodious peal rang out.
A teenager walked into the shop and browsed the items for sale. They glittered a twinkling smile and shone like stars. The boy whispered some words to the shopkeeper, punctuated by a few laughs and giggles. The Girl behaind the counter got up and went through a secret door that was behind her and beckoned him in. The boy then smirked and walked in. Inside were the biggest engagement rings he could see. He pondered for a while before smiling and plucking one off the shelf and handing the girl a box of golden coins. Before he walked out the door, he gave the shopkeeper a lopsided grin and a wink.
Percy walked from the jewelry shop with a grey box. Today was the day. Today was the day they made it official. He walked with porpose up the newly carved stairs of the New Rome library. After the giant war, an Earth-shaking tremor shook the world. Many buidings collapsed world wide with suprisingly no casualties. In New Rome, the library caved in on itself, spelling the end of the once mile wide site. They had to start from scratch and ship in tons of books but in the end, the library was back in business.
"Hey, Percy," a voice called out behind him. He swung around to greet an old friend. Jason was standing there, smiling at him. "What's in that box?"
"Oh, just a gift," Percy answered, continuing up the stairs.
"For Annabeth?"
Percy winked at him and pushed open the oversized doors of the library. The musty smell of old paper greeted his nose. The library was silent save for the shuffling of feet and flipping of pages. Percy made his way down aisles of shelves contain books. Hundreds of thousands of books surrounded him, watching his every move. After a few minutes of wandering, he came across an armchair, snuggled in the corner of the room. On the chair was Annabeth.
Her eyes were stormy grey. Her hair was curled and golden-blond. And in her soft hands, she carried a giant, leather-bound book on architecture. Annabeth glanced up then turned back to her book. Then she seemed to realise it was Percy and jumped up, dropping the book with a thump.
"Percy," she said, "I've been thinking-"
"Save it," Percy whispered back, "I want to give you something."
He produced a grey box and knelt in front of Annabeth. Her hand flickered to her gaping mouth as he opened the box. Inside was a silver ring. On the silver ring was a grey owl with ruby eyes. In the centre of the owl was a glittering diamond.
"Annabeth Chase, will you marry me?" Percy proposed. Annabeth opened her mouth to speak but before she could, someone screamed in the distance. Percy frowned but kept kneeling. Annabeth spoke"Ye-"
Another chorus of screams echoed through the library, interrupting her.
"Damn it," Percy muttered and started to run to the noise.
Annabeth navigated the maze of bookshelves with ease while Percy struggled to keep up. When they got too the screaming, they saw a glob of pitch black slime floating in the air, disintegrating everything it touched.
Percy swore and reached for is pocket but realised riptide wasn't there. He swore again and looked for anything that resembled a weapon. He found a shard of rock that had fallen off the ceiling when the monsters attacked and got into a fighting stance. The monsters stopped terrorising citizens and faced Percy. Now that it was turned to him, he could see one huge eyeball sunken into the slime. Unlike other monsters, its eye blazed with power as if it could send out a blast of energy and destroy everything.
Annabeth picked up a similar shard and the black blob advanced, floating in the air. Percy lunged forward and brought down the shard but as soon as it touched the monster, it turned pitch black and disolved into dust. He shouted in suprise and jumped back.
"I guess I'll leave it up to you then," Percy sulked at Annabeth. She laughed and faced the monster.
"Where do you come from?" Annabeth asked it.
The slime thing's eye flashed and a voice spoke in her head, "I am not authorised to tell you."
Annabeth jumped and Percy looked at her confused. She mouthed at him, "Telepathy" and Percy's puzzled face scrunched up even more. Annabeth sighed and said, "talking in my head." and turned back to the monster.
"Who sent you?"
"I am not authorised to tell you."
"Why?"
"We don't know"
"You said we. Is anybody with you?"
The monster looked like it was smirking and thought to her, "Meet blaze one and blaze two. They will accompany you."
It seemed to think for a moment and a few words echoed in her head and she gasped.
"What is happening?" Percy interrupted the conversation. The monster disapeared and two fireballs replaced it. The balls went to the nearest bookshelf and touched it. Then they made a sound like a snicker and faded away. The places that the balls touched burst into flames.
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The fire greedily consumed the books and wooden shelves. Flames swirled around the building, belching smoke and pieces of paper. A siren went off and sprinklers showered the firestorm below. People screamed as they shoved their way to the exit.
"What in the world!?"Percy screamed as he brought down waves of water on the ravaging flame. The flame didn't like this and sent a stream of fire towards him. Percy barely dodged it and continued trying to drown out to persistent flame.
"It seems like the fire has a mind of its own" Annabeth said before evacuating everyone out of the falling building. Percy followed her then sent a giant wave to finally drowning the flame. Everyone stared at the once grand building as it gave in to gravity and collapsed in a cloud of dust. Suddenly the sharp sounds of boots clicking at the hard marble ground met Percy's ears.
"What in the name of Poseidon did you do to the library!" a voice sounded.
"Hi, Sarcket" Percy grumbled.
"The library-" Annabeth was cut off by Sarcket.
"-was destroyed by you!" Sarcket shouted, "Just because you are our hero (he said the word with disdain) doesn't mean you can go off destroying our buildings!"
"But-"
"Shut up. I am a son of Poseidon and you need to respect that."
Percy retorted, "I am a son of-"
"a b****. I know" Sarcket said.
"What did you say?" Percy said coldly.
"I said I'm reporting you so you finally are kicked out for good," Sarcket said smugly.
"You little-"Percy started before he saw that Sarcket's eyes were different. They were red. They were burning.
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Footsteps thudded across the polished wooden floor. Eyes turned and closed in respect. The figure went to a set of grand doors and pushed them open. The ceiling was high with giant crystals hanging, making the light bounce around the room. An aura of malice slowly seeped around the room into the figures cloak. The figure shifted slightly.
"Hello master." the figure said then bowed.
"Rise," a voice full of power and authority said.
"I've got him. What was his name? Oh. Yes, It was Sarcket."
"Get Percy Jackson out of the camp in all ways possible"
"Yes master" the figure spun around and marched out of the room. The person on the throne grinned as his own eyes lit with dancing flames.
...
"Hey Percy," Frank approached Percy's apartment in New Rome. He put his hand on the doorknob but before he could twist it, a voice that didn't sound like Percy's sounded from the room.
"Don't."
"Percy?" Frank said, confused.
"Go away!" his voice sounded depressed.
"What happened?"
"Really? After what you did to me?" The voice that didn't sound like Percy's said, "You betrayed me. I thought you were my friend! You destroyed me. I hate you! Go away!"
Frank, not knowing what to do ran down the hallway in tears. He had no idea of what he had done. Maybe he wasn't fit to be Percy's friend, Maybe he wasn't good enough. He sighed and promised to never talk to Percy again. He knew that Percy didn't want him around. But what he didn't know was that behind the door was an inhumane creature, chuckling with eyes flickering with flame.
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Both Percy and Annabeth jumped back with shock as they saw Sarcket's eyes dance with fire. Sarcket frowned, spun around and walked away.
"What in the name of the gods." Annabeth recovered first.
"I don't know." Percy said.
"Let's go back and tell Reyna" Annabeth decided.
Suddenly a figure bumped into them. It was Frank. He looked shocked like Percy was from out of space.
"How- Sorry" Frank muttered before walking away.
"What's wrong Frank?" Annabeth asked.
"Percy-"
A bright flash stopped him and they had to shield their eyes to not become blind. There stood a very annoyed statue of Terminus. If it had arms, Percy new they would be on the statue's hips.
"So you destroyed the library?" Terminus shouted, "If you were not the hero of Olympus, you would be a pile of dust by now! Explain yourself!"
"Ummm. We were in the library when these black antigravity blobs started to attack us then-"
"Ha!" Terminus screamed triumphantly, "You're lying! There is no such thing as an antigrab blog whatever-you-call-it. I'm sending you away!"
Percy looked imploringly at Frank to help but he just looked at Percy confused. Terminus looked at Frank for consent and Frank gave a nod. A praetors got to do what a praetors got to do. Terminus put his hand on Percy's shoulder and teleported him to the Senate. Before he was gone, Frank saw a face of shock and betrayal. He dismissed it and walked away, leaving Annabeth stunned.
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"Master, the job is nearly done." the figure said.
"Turn on the connection." the person on the throne drawled. The table in front of them glowed as a hologram appeared on it. Suddenly the person on the throne felt another body in his control. He flexed the other bodies arms then looked at the glowing figure on the table, grinning as he saw flames in the eyes of the hologram.
