DISCLAIMER: All rights belong to Rick Riordan, as well as the characters (except for a few characters that I might create myself).
This is just a fanfiction. If you haven´t at least read Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Heroes of Olympus, you probably won´t understand half of the story.
The story will be written focusing on different characters every so often (Heroes of Olympus style).
English is not my native language and I would like if you pointed out any mistakes in the reviews.
This is my second story. I'm still publishing the other. Not to worry, though, as I will continue to update both of them.
I appreciate any reviews and ideas.
Now, on with the story.
Chapter Two – Wait… Son of Who?
PERCY
Everyone ate until they were full. Then Zeus spoke:
-Now, we shall have a game of Capture the Flag.
Chiron stood up and asked:
-Pardon me, Lord Zeus, but no teams have been formed.
The Lord of the Sky seemed to have a mental conversation with his brothers. It was Poseidon who spoke:
-We have decided on the teams. The first one will be composed of every child of us, the Big Three. They will be facing… well, everyone else!
When he said that, there were a few looks of shock and horror: Percy, Nico, Jason, Hazel (who came with the Romans) and Thalia (seeing as the Hunters were still at camp).
-Are you trying to get us killed? – asked a very pale Nico – Because there are better ways.
The Big Three seemed to think on the matter for a while. Hades Spoke:
-Perhaps you are right. We will allow the remaining members of the Seven from the last Great Prophecy to be on your team. We expect a good match.
All demigods started to retreat, leaving Percy alone with the other eight so they could plan their strategy. It was decided that Percy would be guarding the creek, Frank would defend the flag with Nico and Leo, after the latter rigged a couple of traps, Hazel would be sneaking underground with Piper and Annabeth to try and get their flag, Thalia would be going above ground, sneaking through the forest and Jason would fly over, detecting enemies and acting as a spotter.
An hour later, all was in place, and the horn blew to signal the beginning of the game. The Gods were watching as the game rolled. The other team was so big that a lot of demigods just stayed out of the match. In total, ninety campers went against nine. The opposing team apparently had a good strategy: Hunters were looking for Thalia, traps covered the ground and Apollo campers stood with their bows pointed towards the sky. An attack force of thirty demigods, led by Clarisse La Rue, daughter of Ares, was sent to the creek to get the flag.
Percy was there waiting for them. Such a large force couldn't be stealthy in the forest even if they wanted to. But still, they advanced slowly. After a couple of minutes, they spotted the creek, with Percy standing guard.
-On my sign. – said Clarisse. She proceeded to raise three fingers and lower them one by one.
When all were down, she let out a battle cry and ran towards Percy, quickly running him through with her spear. She smiled, but it quickly died as she saw water running down her spear; she had stabbed a water construct who looked like Percy.
-Pretty cool, huh? – said the real Percy, behind the group – Takes a lot of energy, though, so I won't be using it again.
-Hiding behind tricks, Prissy? I always knew you were a coward. – teased Clarisse.
As if mocking her, Percy opened his arms.
-Who said I'm hiding? Come and get me…if you can.
Letting out war cries, several demigods attacked the son of Poseidon. The moment they put their feet in the creek, they froze in place as the water surrounded them a huge wave suddenly washed them downstream. Only half of the attack force remained. But reinforcements would be getting there any time. Percy had to end this quickly.
Uncapping Riptide, Percy charged at them while the three-foot-long celestial bronze sword reached its full size. The fight lasted about half an hour. Percy ducked, slashed and stabbed, fighting against fifteen demigods, amongst which some sons of Ares, as if they were toddlers. Time to time, a few more demigods showed up only to be defeated by the son of Poseidon. Because he heard other battles around him, Percy thought the others were keeping them busy, or else he would have been outnumbered a long time ago.
Soon, only Clarisse was standing, breathing heavily. She had been careful not to step on the creek, knowing Percy would have the advantage there.
With an inhuman roar, she attacked Percy. After a few minutes, the horn blew twice, meaning Percy's team had actually won the game!
But the fight between Clarisse and Percy didn't stop. They were so focused on defeating one another that they didn't notice the horn and the crowd that was starting to form around them. Soon, every god, demigod and satyr at Camp Half-Blood were around the two, watching them fight. Chiron made a move to stop the fight but Lupa stopped him.
Clarisse was manoeuvring her spear so she could attack with both ends. Percy parried a strike but the other end made a gash in his left leg. After a couple more strikes, the same happened to his right leg. Letting out a roar, Percy willed the water to form a wave that hit Clarisse in the chest. Then, while she still was on the ground, he placed his sword to her throat.
-Do you yield? – he asked, panting.
-Yes… - she answered, carefully.
Percy took his sword from her throat and Clarisse got up. Only then did they notice the crowd all around them. Most were with their mouths open, excluding the gods and Chiron.
-Did we won? – asked Percy.
Suddenly, everyone gasped. Then, there was a huge pop and three old ladies materialized out of nowhere. Everyone recognized the Three Fates.
-Not possible… It can't be… - Percy herd Chiron babbling.
Adding to everyone's shock, the Fates bowed to Percy and everyone, even the gods, quickly followed their example. Percy saw fear in the eyes of some camper. Having a feeling of Deja vu, the son of Poseidon looked up and saw to glowing symbols: one was a pitch-black galaxy filled with stars; the other was a nebula engulfing a white star.
-What is the meaning of this? – Percy asked. He could swear he saw Poseidon avert his gaze
Instead of answering, the Fates simply said in unison:
-All Hail the True Born Son of Chaos, Queen and Creator of the Universe, adopted son of Order, Lord of Matter and Energy, Chaos's Brother!
All Hail the Prince of the Universe and Creation! All Hail Perseus Jackson!
