Hey peeps! This is my first story ever, I think I'd continue with it. Please let me know what you think. I'll try to make chapters longer from now on :)
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Prologue
The final battle was to be in a barren land, with so much dust in the air, where you could only see as far as your hands go.
It was fitting that the battle would take place here, the place where the first death occurred, a place where you think that nothing exist anymore, sounds of metal clashing and explosions could be heard.
"Level 90 destruction magic – Black Coffin!" Came a shout from the dust filled land.
A giant black rectangle with crosses lined along the top appears out of nowhere producing a chilling aura of darkness, leaving only peace and quiet.
Suddenly the sounds of cracking could be heard. A tiny flashing object can be seen flying out of the coffin. The giant black coffin is covered in cracks and falls apart.
"Infinity technique – Sacred Hibiscus Shield Cutter." Says a calm voice.
Upon those words the small flying object transforms into a ring and slowly floats down to the owner of the voice.
"Enough of this stupidity, Luke." Says that calm voice.
The owner of the calm voice turns around and raises his left hand where his ring rest on, the ring transforms into a shield and was met by a sword.
"I've had enough of the gods thinking that we are trash and forgetting us! We are more powerful than them! Why won't you side with me Percy!?" Shouted the boy named Luke pushing his sword against the man named Percy.
Percy pushes Luke away and taps his shield with his right hand, and immediately the shield transforms into a beautiful silver sword, with the word Immonitio carved perfectly onto the hilt.
"Who will fill the power gap? The void that'll be left behind from the loss of the gods?" asked Percy in his ever-calm voice.
Percy sees the incoming strike from Luke, parries it away spinning 360 degrees, and launches his own set of strikes.
Both people were fast as lightning but none were relenting against the other, because both knew that evening relaxing for one second could mean death.
"We can Percy! We can instate a new rule, a rule that values fairness and equality!" Luke screams desperately feeling the fatigue setting in already.
Luke falls to his knees and as a final attempt; Luke takes out a dagger from his thigh sheath. He holds it up and it started glowing when he held it closer to Percy. Percy seeing that realized what the blade is and started walking backwards.
There is only one thing that Percy is truly afraid of in this universe, the blade that Luke is holding, because that is the only blade in the universe that can permanently injure and scar Percy, the one blade that makes him weak and could kill him.
Percy seeing the blade stop glowing realized he's far enough, stops walking and shakes his head, disappointed, "Isn't that exactly what the gods wanted to do? You're trying to rule with fairness and equality, but you're planning on ruling everyone the exact same way they did. I'm going to end your madness right here, I'm sorry Luke."
Percy looks at his left hand, face filled with regret. Regretful for what he is about to do.
Percy lifts up his left hand and whispers to the ring which is resting on his ring finger, "Secret Infinity technique – Iron Wind Murder"
His ring flashes brightly and wings of metallic wind seems to grow from Percy's back. He looks up, and he looked like an angel from the books, with his wings spread out and his chiton just flapping around.
Luke's eyes widen to the size of golf balls, realizing what Percy was about to do.
He throws the dagger that he's still holding towards Percy and it nicks him in his shoulder.
Percy winces but continues with his magic and claps his hand.
Luke immediately puts his hands out and shouts "Level 90 Defense magic - Aegis!"
From the sky, dark clouds form right above his head, and moments later a circular shield with a diameter of a small double decker bus drops down right in front of him.
Percy flaps his winds and winds filled with metal flies straight towards the shield.
Seeing that the winds aren't doing as much damage due to the shield he raises one hand and says, "Level 90 Fire magic – Hestia's rage"
Bright hot green flames fly out of Percy's hands and hits the shield together with the previous metallic wind.
Luke stands behind the shield fearing for his life, he could feel the heat slowly melting the shield. He was about to pray to Hades hoping for safe travels in the underworld when apiece of metal from the metallic wind, pierces the shield and rips the top of his body from the rest.
The Shield flickers and fades out of existence. Percy looks down and sees a drop of water, fall to the ground, slowly more and more drops fall to the ground.
Thinking that it is rain, he looks up to find a clear sky. His eyes start to blur, and then he realized that he is crying.
He clenched his fist. He has lost his best friend to the war, the war started only because the gods dumped their children's like yesterdays trash, ignorant of their need for love and care.
He screams and screams. All around the world, animals and plants stop to a standstill. Nothing else could be heard, the world stayed silent as Percy screamed. It was as though all living beings were mourning together at the loss that he has experienced.
He looks down, defeated, damaged, demolished and tired having been through a thirty-year war. He's lost his lover, his family, and his friends. He had nothing left to lose.
He looks up once more, eyes of emptiness but with one little glimmer of hope.
He looks at his wedding ring and thinks of his now dead wife the most brilliant person in the world. The only person who has managed to craft an object that holds both godly and magical energy, having the two energies combined created the ring of infinity.
He looks at it longingly and says, "I'm so sorry my love, but I have to do this."
He claps his hands together gathering energy. The world began to stir into an uproar, seeming to disagree with his actions and willing him to reconsider. His ring flashes and flashes until it stops, and Percy explodes into bright light covering every corner of the world, every corner of the universe.
At that moment, all that anyone could see is a bright flash of light, and all that anyone could hear, all around the world people could hear these words, "Forbidden God Magic – Spatial-Temporal Displacement"
The bright light slowly died down. Percy opens his eyes, and his eyes were the size of saucers.
He's still alive.
Realizing that he's still alive, he thinks that his magic has failed.
"Hey, who are you?" asked a child like voice.
He turns around and seeing whom it is he immediately lunges for the person, the person who he has longer to see, only to be pushed back, falling onto his butt and a sword pointed right at his neck.
"Who do you think you are? You seem to have been injured in a knife fight. So once again, who are you? Wait… The chiton and the robes… Oh my gods, I'm so sorry milord" says this person with a charming voice.
She drops her sword on the ground and starts to flail around saying that she's very sorry for attacking a god like that.
Percy burst out laughing and told her that he is not a god. Well he is something like a god, he had immortality, powers all the perks that the gods have, however he holds the power of magic, something that no god can hold.
He's slightly bit put off by the fact that his wife doesn't recognize him, but couldn't do anything about it she still hasn't met him… Or can he… No better not.
He smiles at the girl, puts out his hand and says, "Let me introduce myself this time. Hello, my name is Percy Jackson."
-Line Break-
Deep in the pits of Tartarus, thousands and thousands of monsters are gathering and surrounding a coffin. The coffin glows, and all monsters fell to their knees.
A dark raspy voice speaks "I sense changes in time! Someone is stepping foot into my domain. He is powerful, as powerful as my children but he seems to be limiting his power. Capture him at once!"
The monsters all stood up in unison, and all of them started grunting and cheering, it was almost like the worlds largest military displays.
The dark raspy voice releases a small bit of his power and sees one of his servants. Luke Castellan
Luke who was dreaming sensed an intruder. He turns around and sees the voice.
"Lord Kronos, what is it that you wish from me?" Luke asked
Kronos nods at him and says, "Luke, I'm sure that very soon a new camp member will arrive at the gods silly little camp. I need you to convince this person to join our cause. I also want you to go steal the Bolt and the Helm of Darkness."
"Um of course milord. The demigods are going to Olympus next week as a field trip to watch the Summer Solstice meeting and I'm pretty sure I would be able to sneak out with the bolt." Says Luke.
"What of the Helm child?" Kronos asked starting to become impatient.
"The Helm would be a little bit harder, but I will be able to do it by next week for sure." Luke reassures with a few beads of sweat on his forehead.
"That's good, I will look forward to seeing some results. Good luck child." Kronos says kindly with a hint of aggression and releases a bit more of his power.
Luke falls on his knees, feeling the stress from the large amount of pressure from the power released. He nods, "Yes I understand."
Kronos leaves his dream and his mind returns to the coffin.
Luke wakes up full of sweat. He gets up and his bed now has a wet patch the shape of his body. He sits on his bed contemplating whether he is choosing the right choice betraying the gods.
An image of his mother pops up and he steels his mind and he came to a conclusion.
There's nothing worse than the gods.
That's it for the prologue! Please read and review. That way I know what to improve on :)