Fury of Destiny
This is my first attempt at a Percy Jackson and the Olympians story.
I will be featuring some familiar slashers.
Feel free to suggest a slasher or a PJO character you want to be in this story.
Each chapter will be about 2~5k words long until I get bold enough to try for ten.
NOTICE: I will no longer be posting on my other story, "A Lonely Road", until I'm comfortable with the response for this one.
I will not use a disclaimer since this is a FANFICTION website where the authors are almost always not the owners of the original works.
Chapter 1: The Walking Undead
"Rise my children of the night. Wreak havoc upon the demigods and bring about the fall of Olympus!" A voice cackled in his head as Percy struggled off his blanket. Covered in sweat, he shivered as a queer sense of impending doom settled in his chest.
"It's just a dream… But why does it feel so real?" Percy asked to nobody in particular.
Still not feeling any better, Percy got up and stretched. A long day of training the newcomers wore him out. Ever since the Prophecy of the Seven, both the Greeks and the Romans received a flood of demigod children every day. Though the gods seemed to distance themselves from their children to attend to a more trivial matter, The Doors of Death. Though they had managed to seal them off, dozens of larger rips between the Overworld and Underworld let loose millions of destructive spirits. While the spirits could do nothing more than moan and glare at the frightened mortals, a few of the spirits managed to create a physical form to cause actual damage.
"That's not all to it." Percy nearly jumped out of his skin. Leaning against his closet, Nico di Angelo solemnly locked eyes with him. "The reason the gods are having so many problems is… The spirits that managed to achieve complete resurrection all have one thing in common. They're what we call, slashers."
Percy groaned. "I've seen enough horror movies to know about them. Do we have any names?" Nico sighed as he flipped through a notebook.
"Dad is trying to find Thanatos, who should know best. However, he disappeared while inspecting the damage to the boundaries a few days ago. Nobody can find him, not even Zeus himself knows where he has gone." Nico paused a moment to catch his breath. "Poseidon is worried. An entire kingdom of mermen that take residence in Crystal Lake have perished. As you know, mermen that have the ability to stay alive in freshwater conditions are as rare as Celestial Bronze, perhaps even rarer."
"Dang, that could only mean one thing." Percy pointed to his Friday the 13th IV poster that rested on his desk. "Jason Voorhees is here." He didn't know whether to be scared or excited. His all-time favorite movie character was only a 2 hour car drive away! Of course the risk of death by machete was present, but it would be awesome to battle his anti-hero.
"One more thing. Since I know you've seen enough horror movies, you'll know this. The villains never perish by ordinary mortal steel. I've searched through the necromancy books at Dad's palace and I think I have something that may help us." Nico pulled out a crumbled piece of paper from his back pocket. A sword was halfheartedly sketched onto the sheet. "They're immortal just like any other monster. But we'll need a combination of Celestial Bronze, Stygian Iron, Imperial Gold, and mortal steel to try and defeat them. The guys at Hephaestus cabin are designing a few blades but they've had no luck."
"Well we'll have to try and figure out another way. Are you sure none of the gods can help us? We could use a good master bolt zaps anytime now." The sky rumbled as if Zeus had taken offence at the innocent remark.
"The gods are all busy trying to repair the dimensional gap and preventing the entry of any worse deities." Nico bowed his head slightly before taking off into the shadows.
"Well, this ought to be a lot of fun." Percy yawned and crawled back into his bed.
(The Next Morning)
An eagle soared into the air, circling the camp border several times before dropping a letter in front of Cabin 3.
"An eagle postal service? Damn, those Romans are good." Percy ripped open the envelope, and removed the contents. A large amount of red made it difficult to distinguish one thing from another. "Huh?" What appeared to be a girl's head was being cradled by a man in a creepy mask. The one from the killers of the movie Scream, Ghostface. The girl was… The girl was… "Oh my gods, REYNA!" Percy dropped the photo, shocked out of his mind. The former praetor of New Rome's head was in the hands of some deranged killer. And he didn't even get a chance to stop his friend from getting hurt! What the Hades was going on?
"What is that, Percy?" Nico asked, jogging out of a tree. He was covered in scrapes and bruises, and his clothes were all burnt and bloody. Nico eyed the picture, his expression darkening when he recognized the beheaded figure. "So it's true…"
"What is, Nico? Tell me what's happening!" Percy clawed at his hair, no longer able to distinguish reality from nightmare. "TELL ME!" Percy screamed.
"I already did! The person in the mask is Ghostface, and has taken out Reyna!" Nico yelled back with as much intensity.
"I thought Ghostface was just an average mortal in a mask! Ghostface isn't even an actually monster. How could he overpower a skilled fighter like Reyna?" Percy managed to keep his cool until this point, but once he let out his anguish, the tears began to fall." Nico hesitated before approaching the son of Poseidon.
"There's no use crying for her. I'll reason with Hades and I'll find a way to help her. Maybe we could sneak her back into the realm of the living?" Nico placed a hand on his shoulder, but Percy shook him off.
"No… She wouldn't want that. Nico, I want you to go to New Rome and alert Annabeth of the situation. I'm going to find out where she is and give her a proper funeral." Percy used Nico's shoulder to haul himself up. "Keep her safe…" Percy whispered, his lips almost pressing Nico's ear.
"I will. Give my respects as well. She was a noble warrior." Nico pressed two drachmas into Percy's palm. The sun glared upon the two children of the Big Three as they went their own ways.
(Underworld, 2 PM)
"Father…" Bianca di Angelo knelt before Hades, still shaky from her years of being nothing else but a spirit.
"I have no other choice, if the other gods hear of your existence, they will wage war against me. Bianca dear, it was hard enough to resurrect you. Can't you just be happy with me for eternity?" Hades begged.
Bianca averted her eyes, trying not to cry. "Nico is all by himself up there… He needs me. I need him as well. Can't you please try to reason with Lord Zeus, to try and bargain?" Bianca opened her eyes wide, attempting to pull off the puppy-dog-eyes trick that Percy had taught her when she was still alive.
"Nico is an excellent son of Hades. He'll make a fine demigod without you." Bianca kept her eyes wide open. Hades sighed. "However, if you really want to go… I'll request a meeting with Zeus." He flicked on his phone, a Samsung Galaxy Note III, and dialed for Olympus. A few seconds of uncomfortable silence passed before the king of the gods picked up.
"What is the meaning of this, Hades? You know that Hermes charges extra for Underworld-to-Olympus calls!" Zeus grumbled.
"I have someone to re-introduce you to…" Hades tossed the phone to Bianca, who hesitantly pressed it to her ear.
"This is Bianca, Lord Zeus. I am alive once more." She waited for the eventual screams of outrage and death by lighting that never came.
Zeus sighed, his eyebrows scrunched up together. "I knew this would happen eventually. There is no need to fear me child, for I shall not harm you. You died too early; you would've lived to a ripe age if you had not joined the Hunters." Zeus cleared his throat. "The Olympian Council must be informed. You'd do well to earn the favor of Hera and Poseidon for they are the most likely to strike you down."
"Poseidon will not harm her." Persephone appeared from behind her throne, having returned from her annual Queen's Meeting. "He is too busy with Amphitrite. The Giant War has caused the court of Poseidon to divide. Blood will be shed, starting with those who favor Amphitrite's rule over Poseidon's. It is most likely that the ancient couple shall split." Persephone finished.
"Hera isn't in the mood for Bianca-slaying either." The god of messengers, Hermes, appeared from the main entrance. "Hi Dad." Zeus acknowledged his son's presence, still grumpy for the extra call wages. "Dad's latest chick has gotten pregnant. Hera will be fuming by the end of this month." Zeus gulped. He hadn't expected her to be impregnated. They'd taken it easy! Well, maybe they hadn't. He honestly couldn't remember. "Well if she gets older, you can always marry her to me." Hades threw his sword across the room, which landed in Hermes' head. Zeus stifled his laughter as his son howled with pain.
"If you even think of touching my daughter, I'll take this sword and ram it up your`!" Several minutes of severe swearing not meant for any under aged minors later, Hades finally subsided.
"Geez, I got it Uncle. Anyway, Rachel has recited another prophecy. I think this is another whopper." Hades unrolled a scroll of old parchment and began to chant.
Gods of Olympus, the terror is near
The bane of Freddy Krueger must hear
For her soul of purity and heart of love
May find place in the Springwood glove
Son of Poseidon, protect the bane
Your heart lies not within Athena's spawn
Used you shall be, crippled with pain
No longer you shall be her pawn
"This concerns Perseus and my daughter." Hades spat. Their relationship was one of utmost caution and hate. Which was the main reason they could stand each other. Percy frequently visited the Underworld to play with Nico and Mrs. o' Leary.
"What does the prophecy mean by bane of Freddy Krueger?" Bianca asked.
Hades shifted in his throne and glanced nervously at the people in the room before clearing his throat. "There has been a breach of protocol in the Fields of Punishment. Some of my best torturers have escaped, forming almost undefeatable bodies while gaining mortality. One of them, the leader you might say, is Freddy Krueger."
"Why would they escape the Underworld if they are torturers? Wouldn't it be better than facing eternal punishment once they get caught?" Bianca asked.
"They're what we call slashers. Though they enjoy their roles in issuing punishments to the wicked, their thirst for fresh blood overcomes any feelings of loyalty they have for me. I normally let them roam loose a few times a decade but only one or two at a time. That one time I let Freddy and Jason go together, chaos couldn't describe it. Zeus went on about it for an entire year, and I was forced to beg for his forgiveness." Hades smacked his face as Zeus snickered.
"Well, whose Freddy's bane? We need to find her before Percy goes through any pain. I'm guessing the spawn of Athena means… Annabeth?" Bianca raised her voice, trying not to put any meaning behind the words. After all, there were many spawns of Athena that could still hurt Percy, right?
"I'm afraid so. I sense a darkness in her soul, just waiting for the right moment to unleash." Persephone spoke, a hint of sadness evident in her voice. Her noble deeds during the second Giant War had earned her the gift of sensing emotions, much like the satyrs who worshipped her.
"Everything will come out in due time. Meanwhile ,we should prepare our children for the upcoming battle against the slashers. We should also confront Nico and give him some time alone with Bianca." With these words, Zeus hung up, and the gods dispersed.
I hope you liked this story. Since there will be many slashers introduced from various stories, I'm going to make this a Percy Jackson and the Olympians fanfiction only. Not a crossover. If you have any suggestions, feel free to review. The pairing was hinted in the prophecy so to those of you who spotted it, please don't spoil. This story will replace my current story, A Lonely Road, for reasons of reader neglection.