Chapter One: The beginning

I looked around, chaos everywhere as demigods and monsters clashed. In the far distance I could see Zeus and Jason fighting Porphyrion, matching lightning bolt for lightning bolt.

Pulling out Riptide I charged back into the fray; my mind in autopilot: slash, stab, parry, duck, repeat. I moved almost mechanically, monster dust collecting all around me as I move deeper into the monsters ranks.

Suddenly I feel a familiar presence next to me. It was Annabeth, my beautiful girlfriend; her blond curls bouncing around as she slashed her dagger across a Telekhine. I was snapped back to reality as Annabeth pushed me to the ground just as a Cyclops' club was about to smash me into a pulp.
'Damn' I thought 'I need to be more careful! No wonder my friends call me Seaweed brain.'

Annabeth helped me up to my feet. "Get up Percy, you can lay around as much as you like once we win this bloody battle!"

"Thank you, now where is Gaea the temperamental bitch?"

She shrugged and looked around for a brief moment, I could see it in her eyes; how she is constantly looking for the enemy's weakness, always cold and calculating. A dark, ominous chuckle echoed throughout the battlefield, demigods got into a defensive phalanx; shields locked together and spears pointing towards the front line, and the Romans covered the flanks forming a hollow square.

The monster army parted reviling Gaea her self and the remainder of her children: Porphyrion, Gration, Enceladus and Hippolytus. Gaea stepped forward and looked around, a frown evident on her stern face, "So Olympians, you truly think you could stop me? A Primordial! And her sons with a few, pathetic and weak demigods?" I just glared at her with hatred.

Zeus braced upwards and stared mother earth right in the eye, "Stand down Gaea and we might spare your children, this is your final warning. Leave now." Zeus' voice rattled across the landscape.

Gaea smiled, the monster army charged forwards, demigods against monsters and the Olympians with their favoured children against the Giants. I had one target in my mind. Gaea. I pushed through our ranks, looking at the disdained faces of my comrades, all having suffered losses. I even saw my friends; Piper, Leo and Reyna take down Enceladus with their godly parents.

The Hunters of Artemis pelting Gration with silver arrows, making him look like a pin cushion, only for him to crumble to golden dust as Artemis impaled him with her hunting knives. I advanced further into the fray, demigods, injured and dead lay across the floor. Their blood mixing with the dust of fallen monsters, I pushed the thought to the back of my mind as I saw Gaea standing at an impressive thirty feet.

Me in my deep reservoir of intelligence shouted, in hope of getting her attention, "Hey! Gaea! Get your fat ass over here and fight me! Or are you afraid of getting a little wet?" Her large head snapped towards me. I am an honest man but by the gods I have never been so scared!

"Very well Jackson, I see your overconfidence will be your downfall; such a shame, you would have made a great slave." In less than a second I was blocking one of her strikes. Her large earthen swords crashing into Riptide. I was immediately pushed into a defensive position as the speed and ferocity of her strikes would have killed me otherwise. As well for the first time in a while I have doubted my abilities and even wondered if the fates have finally ran out of my life string.

Slash. Stab. Parry. Strike. Duck. Cut. No matter how much I inflicted wounds the bitch would just keep on going, and sooner or later I was going to make a mistake and be completely severed. "Why. Won't. You. Die!" I yelled, anger and tiredness taking their affects on me.

"Stupid demigod! I am the Earth its self, I can not be killed, and as long as I am connected to soil I will be invincible!" Gaea foolishly explained.

'Dumb bitch just told me how to defeat her.' I thought with relief, I never knew how stupid immortals can be! I mean c'mon you would think after a few millennia of living you would gain some form of intelligence.

I concentrate on the nearby lake, a painful tug in my gut as I strain my powers. As I bring a colossus amount of water towards Gaea I feel a large force slam into me.

Black dots cloud my vision as I blink out the pain. I looked up and saw the Giant king himself; Porphyrion. A lightning bolt raised and poised to strike, with a look of mirth and finality he hurled the bolt of electricity down towards me. Expecting my death I braced my self and prepared for immense pain, thought of my loved ones and friends.

However it never came. Another body crashed into me, saving me from my timely death, I looked to my side and saw a sight that will haunt me as long as I live; it was Annabeth, my Annabeth, smoke rising from her body as she looked into my eyes. Her soft voice rang in my ears, "Move on. Please." Tears began to well in my eyes; my vision clouding as I saw the life leave her grey eyes. Anger and despair claimed me, I lost all thought as I charged at my late girlfriend's killer, I plunged Riptide deep into Porphyrion's shin as he screamed in pain, without missing a beat I pulled out Riptide and began an onslaught of attacks against the giant king.

At the end of my attacks all that was left was a screaming Giant, laying in a pool of golden ichor. I prayed to any Olympian who could to come and finish of the giant. Almost instantly Apollo appeared in a flash of bright golden light. Apollo took one look at the giant and turned green; shallow cuts laced their way up towards the giants thighs, slowly getting thicker and deeper as they climb his large, hideous body. But the worst was his face, his nose cut off, revealing the white of the bone as he slowly drowned in his own ichor.

Ending his misery Apollo fired three quick arrows into the giant's forehead, letting his essence go back to Tartarus. Feeling a bit better about avenging my girlfriend my senses returned to me; it was silent, everything had stopped, everyone was staring at me in either awe, fear and pity.

I looked around seeing everyones shocked faces and the emotions plastered onto them. However one made me proud, Gaea herself was furious, her favourite son was dead because of me. Before she could react I began my attack again, this time however I did not care for my life. If I died I would be reunited with Annabeth and my friends in Elysium.

I did not expect how quickly my death would come. Before I even landed a strike Gaea had already thrown me high up in the air; around two or three hundred metres. Time seemed to slow and I knew I had to sacrifice my self for this war to be over, as I reached the peak of my climb, I reached out to one of my favoured gods, Hades. 'Uncle, I know what I must do, do not question me just open an entrance to Tartarus' Thankfully Hades had listened to me, because as I began my decent towards the ground I could see it split open, revealing the horrors and flames of Tartarus licking at the walls of the crevice.

One hundred metres. Fifty metres. I pulled out Riptide and pointed it down, straight at Gaea's heart. In milliseconds I crashed into the personification of Earth, my sword piercing her heart. That's a good thing right? No, as I was in a similar situation; currently my stomach was ten feet down Gaea's sword, and by all the gods names it was the most painful thing I have ever experienced; besides losing Annabeth

Shock and pain was evident on both of our faces, but the thing I was most thankful for was that Gaea stumbled backwards. Falling down the express tunnel to Tartarus where she belongs.

It was three hours since I was last here, but unlike last time I was with Annabeth... this time I was with a rather pissed Primordial Goddess.