Chapter 9

The War Has Begun

It had been two weeks since the passing of Apollo, since the fading of Artemis opposite. She hadn't left her room since the incident with the Monster Swarm, Percy had stayed in her room trying to comfort her and soothing her, no one was allowed in besides him. Thalia, Nico and Leo had been enraged at the sight, and feeling, of being defeated so easily, they had been training for two hundred years by Dragon Time and yet they had been destroyed nearly instantly, they felt angry and cheated.

"Percy!" Thalia cried out at seeing him walk out of Artemis's palace on Olympus, no one, not even Thalia Lieutenant of Artemis wasn't allowed in, the Hunters had been camping outside her palace.

"Huh? Oh hey Thalia." Percy said turning to look at her and smiling a small smile.

"Is she okay? How is she? Is everything alright? Can I go in? Did she say anything? –" Thalia said shooting out questions like a machine gun.

"Calm down Thalia." Percy said interrupting her, "She's fine, she just needs to rest, she fell asleep the last I saw her." He said, calming the fanatic Thalia.

"Are you sure? Are you one hundred percent sure she's okay? Are you –" Thalia continued like a mini-gun.

"Thalia enough, you're giving me a headache." Percy groaned, clutching his head, "Anyway there's a reason why I'm out here and not in there." Percy said, becoming serious.

"Well duh?" Nico said rolling his eyes.

"Nico this is no time for joking around." Percy warned.

"But you just –" Leo argued.

"Enough Leo." Percy said, his voice resonating with power, "This is no longer a joking matter." He said, his eyes darkened, "What do you remember about the fight on the mountain?" Percy questioned them.

"That Dragon Slayer …" Nico said trailing off.

"And what do you remember about him?" Percy questioned the three of them.

"Power …" Leo trailed off as well.

"Do you remember how we taught you that the Dragons fought the Dark Dragons?" Percy said, probing around the question.

"Yeah? What about it?" Leo questioned him.

"What did that Dragon Slayer say?" Percy said, nearly growling.

"Um … Oh …" Leo said, his eyes going wide.

"So? What did he say?" Percy questioned them like students.

"Dark Dragons …" Nico said trailing off as Percy nodded.

"That isn't it though is it?" Leo asked him, noticing the silence that had befallen them.

"No Leo it isn't." Percy said shaking his head, "What else did you fight on the way up?" he questioned them.

"Some sort of weird lizard people …" Leo said trailing off.

"Dragonkin." Nico said slowly, not sure.

"Yes Nico, the Dragonkin have risen as well." Percy said shaking his head.

"Olympus is doomed." Nico groaned.

"That still isn't all is it Percy …" Thalia whispered, silence fell over them like a blanket.

"No it isn't." Percy sighed.

"What is it?" Nico questioned him.

"Something you will not need to converse yourself in." Percy said looking at him, the message clear, do not get involved.

"But we're meant to help!" Leo cried out.

"No not in this last enemy, this one …" Percy trailed off, shaking his head.

"What about this last enemy?" Thalia growled at him.

"They are too strong for you too fight, the Dragons just barely beat them, and even that came at a heavy price." Percy said looking them in the eye, "If the Dragons could only just barely beat them, what makes you think you can defeat them?" Percy questioned each on of them, "They have brought nothing but death and suffering to this world, we, the Dragons, revolted against them when they came from the stars, when they invaded our planet, death and pain, gore and blood, reigned this world for centuries before they were beaten back, whipped to near extinction; but leaving the Dragons severely crippled." Percy told them, "If we couldn't beat them, what makes you think you could?" Percy growled at each one of them, "Do not even bother fighting this last enemy, you will not survive."

"You said 'we' …" Thalia said softly, "Why?"

"Oh … um … er …" Percy stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck; his mood changing instantly from fierce and stern to a stumbling teenager, "Slip of my tongue?"

"Why does that sound like a question?" Nico said looking at him with a skeptical eye.

"No it wasn't, it was a slip of the tongue." Percy said trying to fake confidence.

"Percy …" Thalia trailed off while Leo and Nico snickered.

"There you guys are!" Hermes said from behind them as they snapped their heads to look at him.

"Oh hey there Hermes, calling us for a council meeting?" Percy asked him.

"Yup, could you all make your way to the main Olympus Throne room now please, thank you." Hermes said before sending darting glances at Artemis's palace.

"We will go, she will be fine." Percy said when Hermes looked at him.

"I hope so Percy, I hope so." Hermes said before flashing away.

"Well guys, see you there." Percy said before dashing there, phasing through the door as he ran, stopping himself just at the hearth, "Hestia." Percy said smiling at the nine year old attending the fire.

"Hello Percy." She said smiling.

"Why aren't you sitting in your throne?" he asked her, smiling back.

"I prefer the hearth." She said smiling warmly at him when he nodded his head.

"Olympians! I call upon you!" Percy thundered as the three Dragon Slayers pushed the door open while the gods flashed in, three thrones empty.

"Why have you called us?" Ares demanded.

"Watch your tone Ares." Percy growled, "Do not think I have forgotten your betrayal." He said making Ares gulp and nod.

"We need to fill these seats." Poseidon mused, "Or Olympus will crumble."

"That is very true." Percy said, looking at each of the gods in turn.

"So who will it be?" Hermes squirmed in his seat when Percy looked at him.

"Poseidon you are now King, Hestia you are now Queen and will someone get that blasted daughter of Athena here." Percy ordered as Hermes flashed away and then flashed back with a demigod.

"Why am I here?" she growled.

"Nope sorry Hermes could you send her back and get her brother?" Percy asked him.

"Wait! What –" she never finished as a light engulfed them before fading then reappeared as Hermes dropped off Malcom, the son of Athena.

"Why am I here?" he asked timidly, Percy grinned, perfect.

"Malcom son of Athena, will you take up your mothers throne and her titles?" Percy asked him.

"Um … er … ah … yes?" he asked more then stated.

"Is that a yes or a no?" Percy questioned him.

"Y-y-yes." He finally managed to stutter out, before looking at Poseidon afraid, when suddenly a golden circle appeared underneath him as Percy looked at him, runes flew around the circle before exploding, Malcom screamed as pain filled his body, as power filled his body, as godhood filled him.

"Do not fear me child I bear no grudges against you as I did to your mother." Poseidon said when Malcom looked at him afraid, even after the transformation.

"Thank you Lord Poseidon." Malcom said bowing.

"Do not bot to me or call me Lord, Malcom for we are now on equal footing." He reminded him.

"Yes … Poseidon." Malcom said, testing out the name and finding it nice to his tongue.

"Well now that's fixed, I believe we still need to have a person of the Sky and Marriage?" Percy said looking around, "Aphrodite do you have anyone for marriage?" he questioned her looking dead at her in the eyes, not letting his eyes wonder over her.

"Um … how about Crystal my daughter?" she asked him.

"Will she think straight, will she not be stupid, will she be a proper Olympian? Think about this Aphrodite." He warned her, "Do not be like Zeus, who only wants children on his council." He told her, he looked at her as she had a silent debate within herself.

"No." she said, hanging her head in shame.

"We will give her a chance do you understand?" Percy said looking at her in the eyes, she held his gaze, "One chance, you will reign her in, teach her how to become a proper Olympian, and you yourself will learn to behave, do I make myself clear?" Percy growled.

"Yes! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Aphrodite squealed with glee as Percy just sighed, rubbing his temples, knowing this would cause him a headache.

"Now we just need a King of the Sky." Percy said looking around once more, "Thalia." He called out.

"What?" she cried out in shock, "Me?" her voice going high pitch.

"Yes you." Percy said.

"No." Thalia said, "I will not become a god who will be bounded by the ancient rules." She growled.

Percy groaned, "Come on Thalia –"

"No." she said, interrupting him, "And that's final." She huffed.

"You are as stubborn as Artemis." Percy mumbled as Thalia cuffed him over the back of his head, "Ow! What was that for?" he growled.

"That's for being stupid." Thalia said, popping her tongue out at him like a five year old.

"Well screw you too." He said, copying her actions, "Anyway Olympians since Thalia here will not take the throne," Percy said glaring at her, "I will find someone else along the way of this war."

"Wait!" Hermes asked him before he flashed out, "What about Apollo? And what war?"

Percy grinned, "Apollo will come in due time, but for the war, ahhh that is an interesting topic."

"Can you tell us?" Malcom asked him, sitting on his throne.

"Ahh the new Olympian Wisdom god already fitting into his role." Percy said grinning, causing Malcom to blush, "And to answer your question yes I can."

"So can you answer them?" Poseidon asked him.

"Yes." Percy said, "Look I've told you all before, when the Dragons made the Dragon Slayers they were fighting the Dark Dragons."

"What are the Dark Dragons?" Malcom asked, writing on a notebook.

"A Dark Dragon is an evil dragon." Percy said simply, "Anyway these Dark Dragons were slain and placed into slumber at the end of the Dragon War, then after this the Dragon Revolution happened were the Primordials were made, by slaying and absorbing the power of their dragons."

"That isn't all is it?" Malcom asked him.

"No you are facing the Primordials and the Dark Dragons, however there is two more races you have not placed into the situation yet." Percy informed them.

"And these two maybe what exactly?" Malcom questioned him again.

"One is the Dragonkin's, a race of people who are half dragon and half man." Percy said, looking them in the eye.

"But there isn't anything like that on Earth!" Hermes cried out.

"Oh? Who said they're from Earth?" Percy said, smirking.

"Wait what?" Malcom asked shock, his pen falling down.

"Their history is something that I will not tell you Olympians." Percy said.

"Why?" Demeter asked him, speaking for the first time.

"Because it is not for your ears, nor will I tell you your other enemy." Percy said looking them in the eyes, "Now I want Hades to be part of Olympus again." Percy commanded as a throne rose out of the ground, obsidian black, skulls and bones littered the throne; shadows seemed to be drawn to it.

"What about the Sun god?" Malcom asked him, totally leaving the notes in his book for later.

"That will be decided later, Olympians!" Percy bellowed, "From here on out the Ancient Laws are abolished." He declared.

"Who are you to say that?" a voice said as three flashes entered the room, immediately all the Olympian gods bowed before the three fates.

"I am Perseus Jackson, the Black Dragons god Slayer." He growled.

"Impossible!" they cried out, "No one came before the Primordials!"

"Oh? Is that what little Chaos told you?" he mocked.

"How dare you mock Chaos boy!" the three Fates sneered.

"You three mess around with peoples lives even immortal lives for fun! And you dare challenge me?" he roared at them.

"You have no right to abolished the laws set down by us!" the three roared.

"I have every right." Percy said menacingly, "You three have been corrupted by your power." He growled.

"So what? We are the Fates you cannot kill us." They growled back at him.

"Oh don't be so sure Fates." Percy growled again as black flames exploded on his hands.

"What is this treason!" they cried out, even though they were walking back.

"Claw of the Black Dragon!" Percy roared as he lunged forwards, his right hand came down, black flames surrounded it like a claw, the Fate on the right screamed as claw ripped through her skin, silver blood exploded into the air. He then spun to the left, dodging the middle on as she swung her sheers like a sword, and slicing off the Fates head on the left.

"Sister!" the middle one screamed, her eyes pulsing green as power flowed off her, making even the gods tremble, "How dare you slay the Fates! How dare you kill my sisters?! You will pay mortal!" she roared.

"Please Fate, I am above you and your stupid laws." Percy spoke.

"Die mortal!" she screamed, blinded by rage, anger and hate.

"Roar of the Black Dragon!" Percy roared at her as a jet of black flames exploded from his mouth, consuming her and her screams as her very essence was burnt away, she screamed once more, before all was silent.

"Y-y-you j-just ki-killed th-the Fa-Fates." Malcom stuttered.

"Yes I did, is there a problem?" Percy asked them.

"Th-they we-we're th-the Fa-Fate!" he cried out in shock.

"No they were the Corrupted Fates, their power, position and work was starting to get to them, in a thousand or so years from now they would've attacked as Primordial Children, not as the Fates." Percy told them, "And something will happen in 3 … 2 … 1." Percy said as a sudden boom shook the throne room as a figure smashed through the dome roof, a figure was standing in full black cloak which was flapping in the wind which was pouring into the room, blowing things around.

"Who are you?" Poseidon demanded, his trident at the ready, the being merely looked at him, his head cocked as he looked at Poseidon, he ignored Poseidon when his eyes found a smirking Percy. The thing roared as it dashed forwards to Percy, its hands forming black shadow blades which sucked the light out of the room, he suddenly went faster, creating a crater on the ground where he had lunged from, Percy spun to the side as he lunged past him, landing on the ground on all fours like a panther.

"Roar of the Fire Dragon!" Leo roared, his blue flames travelling to the being, only for shadows to come out and stop it.

"Stand back Leo!" Percy called out, "Do not interfere with this, you are no match for him yet." Percy roared, "Roar of the Black Dragon!" Percy roared as black flames exploded from his mouth towards the being, only for it to disappear into the shadows, "Wing Edge of the Black Dragon!" Percy roared, slashing around with his elbow and catching the man in the face sending him flying back into one of the columns, Percy lunged forwards, his hand burning with black flames, "Burning Claw of the Black Dragon!" Percy roared as his hands connected with the column as it exploded, the being already shadow travelling away, "Vision of the Black Dragon!" Percy roared, a wave of black flames exploded off him, flying all around him as it slammed over the thrones, scorching them a bit, but finally smashing into the being and sending back into the walls of the Throne Room, Percy suddenly formed in his hand a bright looking orb which he threw at the being, it flew to him but instead of hitting him, it sunk into him. The being screamed as light began to shine forth from within him, it screamed again as white cracks started to appear on its body, it screamed on last time before it exploded, dark shards flying everywhere.

"What was that?" Malcom demanded recovering from his shock first.

"That was a Shadow Assassin, one of the weaker ones by the look of it." Percy stated calmly.

"What do you mean weaker ones? The power radiating off it was like a god!" Ares cried out.

"You aren't the most powerful force out there, you know that right?" Percy warned them.

"Wait are you saying that there are assassins more powerful then us?" Hermes asked, his face going pale.

"Oh yes definitely." Percy said as though it was the simplest things, "Some are more powerful then Primordials."

"Are these … assassins … by any chance Dragon Slayers?" Malcom asked him.

"Spot on there god of Wisdom." Percy said, appraising Malcom and causing him to blush in embarrassment.

"Wait what does this mean?" Malcom asked when Percy started to walk away.

"What does it mean?" Percy asked him confused, "Don't you already know?" he asked them.

"Wait … are you saying …" Hermes said, his face paling.

"Oh yes Olympians," Percy said looking at them, his normal happy façade gone, replaced by a serious and cold face, "you are at war."


Sorry guys for the short chapter guys I've been stuck with school exam and assignements sorry about this, I'll try and write more during the mid term break :(( I'm REALLY SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER I'll try and write more now

Till later

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