A/N: Hallo! This is my first fanfiction and I have enjoyed reading stories for ages now but I am finally using my account! I will mainly write Percy Jackson, Avengers, Star wars, Harry Potter and maybe CHERUB or Supernatural fanfiction. As for Percy Jackson I am warning you now that I hate Pertemis, Perthena and Peradite pairings! I may write a Pertemis if you beg hard enough and review though! Mwuhahahaha! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I can`t be Rick Riordian because I`m British. I don`t own Greek mythology either! Claimer: I own the plot and everything that isn`t cannon!
Chapter one:
Deep in a huge cavern in the darkest depths of Tartarus, hell had broken out(pun intended). Monsters fired arrow after arrow in a vain attempt to hit the huge black dragon that blasted hordes of screaming monsters to ashes with his red and blue flames, but not a single arrow could penetrate his stygian iron scales. He flew over there lines, destroying telekhines and hellhounds in there hundreds. Below the beast, causing distress was a massive wooden club that smashed through dozens of monsters with every swing from it`s wielder, a pudgy faced, bearded man with chocolate brown hair and eyes, herculean sized muscles and a build that made him look as though he would be able to throw a tank with ease. The giant of a man wore a black Greek breastplate and thick bark-coloured(I a English so I spell color different to you Americans) boots that reached his thick leather shorts, taking away the need for shin guards. All in all he looked a bit like a Viking. But he was not the only other figure. A woman danced through the monster army with a halberd, hitting some monsters into the ground, whilst stabbing others with either end of her weapon. She was small and lithe, with the build of a gymnast. The female warrior had black, opal encrusted black high heeled boots, a similarly decorated woman`s breastplate and woollen gloves. She had caramel hair, deep, opal eyes and tanned skin.
However, out of all of them, the last figure was the strangest. He was average height- muscular but with a swimmer`s build. He wore dark jeans, a plain, black t-shirt and leather jacket with dog tags around his neck. He had unruly dark hair and no eyes. In their place was an endless black void of nothingness. The boy expertly wielded two dark xiphos dual blades with equally dark chains attached that allowed him to swing them around, creating a circle of destruction around him.
But suddenly, as he was about to cut down a siren- he jumped and rolled away just in time as a huge broad sword smashed into the spot he had been not a second ago. The boy looked up to see a huge, armoured cyclops yank his sword out of the cavern floor. " I am a Phibetes, champion of Hyperion!" he bellowed cockily. "Prepare to die!" At that moment Phibetes swung his sword down at the boy.
*Boys POV*
Damnit! I cursed as I jumped up, my feet narrowly avoiding the huge celestial bronze sword the cyclops held. There was no way I would be able to fight sword on sword with him, I`d be thrown back ten metres every time I even tried to block or parry. I knew I`d have to use my secret weapon before I fought Hyperion. He just had to send that stupid Cyclops and ruin the surprise! Sighing, I felt power rush through me as two huge thirteen foot dark wings tore out my back, slamming monsters aside as I shot up about 16 feet into the air. "w-w-how?" stuttered the Cyclops, fear and shock evident on his face, "It`s show time!" I said as I slammed my swords together a grin plastered on my face when they morpherd together, becoming a black Roman spatha, lit up with greek fire. At the same time, the rims of my wings also lit up with the green fire, and small greek flames flickered to life inside my empty eye sockets. I folded my wings as I entered a nose dive, my flaming sword pointing strait towards Phibetes. Five…four…three…two…one… Just in time I opened out my wings and pulled out of the dive before slashing my sword through the nose guard of his Corinthian helmet and slicing into his one huge eye whilst setting it alight at the same time. Phibetes screamed, crushing a few monsters as he stumbled back and began falling to the ground, crushing around fourty more monsters. A few seconds later he crumpled to gold dust as his body and armour was engulfed by the by the Greek fire. Taking advantage of this, Talon immediately sent a roaring Coolum of flame from his mouth, flying around and destroying what remained of the monster army in about a minute.
"Noooooooo!" screamed a deep voice from the other side of the cavern, causing several huge stalactites to crash to the floor, breaking apart. Across the cavern stood a man donning a blinding gold set of armour and an equally shimmering cape. He held a large spear and a shield. "Hyperion" I growled, still mad at him for ruining my surprise.