Warriors of The Eternal One

AN: well it's finally time for it. i've been trying to build up but i can't wait for any action any more than you so it's time... this chapter the war for Olympus begins

Chapter Nine: Percy's suprise

"Let's go." The commander shouted over the roar of the helicopter blades. 'This is it.' Percy thought 'Time to take my revenge.'

"Now, Now, Now!" Percy screamed at the mercenaries as they dropped to the ground in front of the Empire state building and proceeded to pull out their guns. These wouldn't do much on Olympus but they could mow down any resistance out here.

"Stay and defend." Percy instructed the commander and the soldiers lined up in position. several hid behind other buildings and some dived under parked cars. they soon had all there guns trained on the entrance to the Empire State building. They had paid the governor of New York to evacuate the entire city of Manhattan whilst they crushed the demigods.

"Sir." Said a voice to Percy's right. He turned to see Enchealdeus come out of the ground with Atlas and Pollux.

"Well done my assoicates." Percy said to them, smiling crookedly. "Pollux are you ready to extract your revenge upon them?"

"Without a moment's hesistation sir." Pollux smiled at Percy, thinking of how best to betray him.

"Good." Percy said "Because I plan for you to take out your fathers throne yourself."

"Sir." Atlas said "I have left Prometheus in charge if Mt. Orthrys."

"Excellent." Percy said "We will need our best fighters and your brother is... unfortunately... terrible in battle."

"I know my lord." Atlas said "But he is an excellent strategist."

"I know that is why I picked him over Iapetus." Percy said. "I am glad he is in Tartarus. I am sure your brother will not be able to be easily outwitted."

Mt. Orthrys...

"Soon we will have Olympus at our mercy and it will be wonderful." Prometheus said to himself. He was walking the halls of Mt. Orthrys where the body of a broken half-blood was trapped keeping the sky aloft. Prometheus moved under it and the body of the demigod rolled away. The sky fell with tremendous speed and carshed onto Prometheus' back. His golden drachma in his pocket he saved for just this event rolled away and rolled out of his reach. Prometheus was trapped, alone on Mt. Orthrys...with no way of contacting Percy for help. Prometheus wouldn't be bothering anybody for a long time...

Olympus...

"Ready the weapons!" Percy called as he saw the distinctive vans of Delphi strawberry service pulling up next to the Empire State building. His troopers moved further out of eyesight whilst he commanded the small monster task force he had with him to march just out of sight but ready to strike.

"Where are they?" Kaite Gardner asked as they piled out of the vans to see Percy was nowhere to be seen, they saw the helicopter flying away but they didn't see Percy anywhere. On cue, Atlas stepped out into the view of the demigods.

"Percy is up there if you wish to know." He coaxed the demigods, pointing to the top of the building where Olympus would be sat.

"Why are you telling us this?" Demanded Phoebe drawing her weapons, suddenly all the hunters drew their weapons and pointed them at Atlas.

"Where are my manners?" Atlas aksed and his clothes melted into full Greek battle armour and he clicked his fingers and the monsters stepped into view with the snipers and other soldiers following them.

"Damn them!" Katie said "There are too many of them." She smirked "but we can take them!" The campers roared in response and walked towards the jeering monsters. The Romans and Warriors had gone to help the Olympians whilst the remaining Immortal demigods, Greeks and Hunters went to Olympus.

"Demigods to arms!" Clarisse yelled and as one, two hundred demigods drew their weapons and charged. In an ear-spillting shriek the soldiers and monstyers readed their weapons and charged as well. Sword struck against Shield, Spear on Gun, Arrow fending off fangs. Everywhere Percy looked he could see mortal combats, monsters, demigods and hunters falling, each side growing weaker with every loss.

Percy then threw his hands up and exposed himself to the demigods, who were shocked to find he hadn't yet advanced to Olympus. Percy chanted a phrase of words older than Magic itself. The words of creation, of Chaos himself. Suddenly streaks of light came from the sky and blue fire lit the street, killing mortals and mosnters in a glance, demigods vaporised in a blast.

Percy looked upon the carnage as he moved towards the entrance to Olympus. And he deemed the bloodshed and carnage...Good.

AN: yes its finally happened. Percy has turned from Evil to just unexplainably evil. could this be the end of Olympus? Will Pollux betray Percy and save Olympus? Or destroy it himself? Where are the gods and the Immortal demigods? will they stop Typhon and save Olympus? and can the half-bloods ever unite to defeat a threat that is possibly greater than any they've ever experienced?