ST: Finally your typing again!
OB: Technically ive been typing before
Bianca: Don't speak like that, you'll kill the brain cells he has left
ST: I wouldn't be talking. I sem to remember you crying for your mommy
Bianca: COME ON! I WAS IN PRISON
ST: SO WAS I!
OB: I MADE IT THAT WAY!
ST: ...
Bianca:...
Prison inmates:...
OB:...crap
ST:...you...made it like that? SO I COULD ROT FOR YEARS!
OB: Shark tooth...Percy...i thuink that was in your other story, just...lets speak about the happy times now
ST: I hate you
OB: I made you
ST: No Rick did
OB: The whole Shark tooth thing? You know i could just take away your hand, but then i would add more pain a-
ST: I'm good with my hand thank you!
Bianca: This is funny to watch
OB: Touch'e dear character, touch'e
Hours later, I was being carried, we were all covered in sweat but refused to stop walking. A few times a loud piercing shriek hit the air, I shivered but we walked on. A few times these people watched us from what seemed like an invisible barrier. They reached out with their wispy hands and lowered there hoods, so you could see the black holes where their eyes should have been.
Free us….we have seen your soul Lydia, we have seen your fears. You walk among the dead, and seek the raw power….come with us Lydia, we have seen your soul….
They whispered hauntingly, before a geyser of magma and toxic fumes burned them alive, the spirits shrieked.
"Don't listen to the voices Lydia." Dad muttered in my ear, I was shivering hard.
"What are they?" I whispered hoarsely back, he blinked slowly and sighed.
"They are the dead, chimes not cruel enough for punishment, but not honorary for the fields. The worst men on earth are here." He whispered back, Bianca glared at a few, they backed away.
"What do you mean spirits that are not honorary?"
I asked again, he sighed and set me down.
"There the worst humans on earth…like, there! That spirit I think is Hitler." Bianca spat. A almost black spirit seemed dozing off. Its mouth open, eyes blank….and waist under burning inside a pool filled with magma, never ending pain.
"I think we should go….Lydia shouldn't see this." Dad muttered picking me up and covering my eyes.
I didn't struggle and soon we were walking again.
"Bianca, you can summon the dead correct?"
"Yes?"
"Can you summon a dragon? Preferably Peleus?"
Bianca's face drained of all color and she moaned before plopping on her but.
"I'm going to pass out from lack of energy. Make sure he doesn't get killed by the harpies."
With that she raised her hands and closed her eyes. She flashed them open. The pupils grew until a dark black colored them entirely. She blew hard and a black smoke rushed out and sunk into the earth. It rattled and shook as a large black and gold skeleton rose from the dead, rotten flesh dripping away until it was all bone. I reared and spurted flame from its nonexistent stomach. It turned and looked at us with its black misty holes for eyes.
"Peleus, great dragon of the dead, carry us to the lip of Tartarus. I shall take us from there." Bianca said drowsily before slumping. The dragon bowed and remained still. I climbed up and rested in between the mighty bones of its wings. Dad followed up holding onto0 Bianca. The dragon roared and flapped its wings taking flight away from the molten ground. The lack of heat was so nice, I moaned in pleasure, Dad grinned and the dragon banked left avoiding a chunk of rock.
The flight never went smoothly. We avoided magma bursts and Stalactites. Suddenly the dragon roared bursting a loud cloud of red and turning white flame. A few black spirits hissed in anger and took flight, the dragon spun, its fire evaporated the spirits. But more came.
"Dad! Dark spirits!" I shouted and took out my two swords, he did the same with Riptide. I slashed it and it cried before melting, but it them reformed, I gasped and the dragon was being overwhelmed. My dad growled and set down Bianca, he rose on his two feet, hooking the toes under a ridge in the bone. He shouted something in Greek and the monsters screamed, I understood fine though.
"Shadows of the sunken spirits! Back away from my beast and friends! How dare you attack one marked higher than your force!"
The monsters shrieked and one drifted closer snarling in Greek, again I could understand it.
"And who of the higher ground dares to command the life of the dead?"
That made no sense whatsoever.
"I go by many names, among the dead I believe I am called the LivingShadow."
The spirit gasped and at once the others backed away, it easily kept face and seemed to be looking into our souls.
"'Livingshadow…..I see you…escaped…Your visits are becoming less then common. The spirits are restless, the screams have drifted, tell me Deathbringer, how is life?"
My father grew a ghost of a smile and looked away.
"The life above ground is different, the moon is full, the oceans are blue. I was captured but not left to die. I see Tartarus is restless, the spirits are. More of the dead are coming and going."
This was such a strange conversation. The spirit nodded and looked up as a ball of magma shot past.
"The pits call among us. Fly well LivingShadow, perhaps I shall see you again someday."
The spirit said before melting away in the air, surprisingly the rest of the flight was fine.
The dragon didn't get sore muscles since it didn't have any. The air got colder and darker as we nee red the exit.
"We're going to make it!" Bianca had awakened and was looking hopeful. Suddenly the dragon cried out and did a barrel role missing a diving harpy.
"Peleus! Dive!" Bianca screamed, at once dad had grabbed a few chunks of the pointed rock and was sending them in a fury. A few screamed before exploding. I screamed as the dragon twisted avoiding a large blast of purple fire.
A similar dragon covered in thin hide that portrayed every bone in its body rose. It was the same size as ours and a deep purple with black spikes bursting from every spine on its body.
Its eyes were bloodshot and its mouth was open showing many rows of sharp teeth. It roared once and a faint glimmer of gold shot down its body before it twisted slashing our dragon with its barbed tail.
Bianca screamed as our dragon twisted almost hitting the ground.
"Bianca! Take the battle up near the steps, jump off when your near the top with Lydia, I'll take the brute!" dad shouted and the dragon responded flipping over near the top dropping me on the steps. I saw dad perched on the dragon climbing up its head, I gasped as the other sent a wave of fire. The bone dragon dodged and dad pulled out his sword stabbing the dragons chest with a loud crack. The dragon roared and its body melted in a pile of dust. He looked satisfied before a large wad of acid hit the bone dragon. It screamed as its claws started to become brittle and crumble. Dad looked horrified as two giant gold eyes reared up and closed its venomous fangs around the boner dragon. The bone dragon squealed and pinned dad to its body as the Drakon pumped death bringing venom in its hollow bones. Finally it stopped flaring and fell turning to powder. Dad shouted in pain, apparently the bone dragon had hurt him.
The Drakon swung its tail and knocked him into the roof of the rock and it rose to its full height.
"Shark tooth!" It hissed in a cold knife like voice. He gritted his teeth and yanked out a chunk of rock from his arm.
"Kronos, I must say, your new form suits you. Slimy and coldblooded."
The Drakon roared knocking him into the cavern wall. I looked to Bianca desperately. She had her eyes closed and was screaming a prayer in her mind. I followed suit and watched the scene in front of me.
"how dare you Sharktooth! How dare you speak lowly of those higher than you!"
"You became lower then me," He gasped for air getting to his knees and glaring up. ," When you sent me through a hellhounds stomach!" Another hit was sent, Dads head hit the wall hard and he cried out. He weakly drew his sword and Kronos/Drakon laughed hard.
"A sword? That sword never could stop me!"
"Hey Kronos, do you shed your skin also?"
The random caught Kronos off guard and it was all dad needed. He threw his sword with precise aim and it pierced Kronos's right dominant eye. It was strong enough to kill the sight nerves behind both. Kronos screamed in agony as he was blinded and the sword slid out with a light shlurp. I shivered and Kronos reared back before lunging and narrowly missing my dad.
"Run all you want demigod, but I can still smell you!"
He screamed in pain as a rock fell and shattered his foot, Kronos pointed his face that way and a small smirk broke out. I grabbed my left dagger and thrust it hard.
"How dare you halfblood!" Kronos screamed as the dagger sliced through both nostrils making its nose a bloody mess of dangling scales. Bianca screamed as a harpy on Kronos's side plucked her out of the sky. I slashjed them away with my swords.
"So Sharktooth, the great Deathbringer, Titan slayer, murderer, how will you like Tartarus, finally being DEAD!" He hissed and lunged forward. Dad shouted something and a black cloud ripped through Kronos like a bucket of dry ice.
"WHO DARES!" he screamed, I saw a few spirits form and change shape to misty Pegasus before melting inside the harpies, the eyes glazed over and they flapped over to kill Kronos. Dad sighed in relief and stretched his finger with visible strain. Riptide flew back with force like a rope being pulled. Dad slowly got to his feet and faced Kronos.
"Hey Roadkill breath!" He shouted, Kronos spun and another smirk formed. He lunged faster then any snake but Dad caught it.
Kronos unhinged his jaw and opened it as wide as possible to get dad in one bite. Dad ducked slightly and shouted a war cry slamming the sword up into the roof of the snakes mouth. At once, the bottom jaw twitched and his body became slack, forcing the head to slam down on the steps up to the surface. The golden gleam vanished from the monsters eyes and Dad grunted sliding the sword out. He took one step and collapsed. At that moment the gods showed up.
"Lydia!" Mum yelled running over and grabbing me in a hug, I returned it and ran over to Apollo, my eyes leaking large pure tears.
"Lord Apollo….please you gotta help…..you g-gotta h-help h-"
"Lydia? What's wrong seastar?" He asked in shock and worry. I sniffled the tears and looked over at dads fallen form, he followed his gaze and his eyes widened at the abnormally large Drakon, and the fallen figure.
"Oh no…." He whispered before rushing over. Thalia and Nico looked at me worriedly.
"Are you okay Lydia?"
"No….dad…." I whimpered and at once they snapped there heads up. Apollo was lifting him up, the gods looked worried, even Ares.
"There's a pulse, small but there. He's been bitten by that…..thing...a-"
"That's Kronos." Bianca said quietly but all heard, Hades lifted a eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"Kronos took on a Drakon form…Kronos bit Percy….."
She whimpered, suddenly we were in Olympus, a strange infirmary. A single table and a large glass window that showed every view needed by a small request.
"I need a scalpel!" He shouted, a few little nymph healers, demigods, and ghosts that had worked in the ER were there.
Silently and skillfully, Apollo grabbed and yanked out all of the rocks and stopped the wounds from becoming infected. He started yelling out random things and was panicking. Percy wouldn't stop bleeding.
I was leaned against the glass, he wouldn't stop. His face was pale, and arms were trembling. The one large hole where he was bitten was red and puffy, a hint of gold in the wound and blood gushed out.
"It's not the Drakon venom is it." Bianca stated, not sad but slightly defeated.
I gave a small nod and Bianca's face darkened slightly. She waved her hand a small rip in the ground grew, a few spirits drifted up, not having any shape. Nico looked and nodded slightly understanding what was going on.
"Get Michel, Taylor, and Charles, we need in inmates." She said, and the spirits finally took form. One was a sleek horse, another a cat, and finally a large swan, they nodded and disappeared in breeze. Nico shook his head, and looked back at the window. As did I, it wasn't looking better, only worse. Apollo was frantic, trying to stop the blood flow. Finally he groaned and threw a roll of bandages on the floor.
"Nothings
Hours later, I was being carried, we were all covered in sweat but refused to stop walking. A few times a loud piercing shriek hit the air, I shivered but we walked on. A few times these people watched us from what seemed like an invisible barrier. They reached out with their wispy hands and lowered there hoods, so you could see the black holes where their eyes should have been.
Free us….we have seen your soul Lydia, we have seen your fears. You walk among the dead, and seek the raw power….come with us Lydia, we have seen your soul….
They whispered hauntingly, before a geyser of magma and toxic fumes burned them alive, the spirits shrieked.
"Don't listen to the voices Lydia." Dad muttered in my ear, I was shivering hard.
"What are they?" I whispered hoarsely back, he blinked slowly and sighed.
"They are the dead, chimes not cruel enough for punishment, but not honorary for the fields. The worst men on earth are here." He whispered back, Bianca glared at a few, they backed away.
"What do you mean spirits that are not honorary?"
I asked again, he sighed and set me down.
"There the worst humans on earth…like, there! That spirit I think is Hitler." Bianca spat. A almost black spirit seemed dozing off. Its mouth open, eyes blank….and waist under burning inside a pool filled with magma, never ending pain.
"I think we should go….Lydia shouldn't see this." Dad muttered picking me up and covering my eyes.
I didn't struggle and soon we were walking again.
"Bianca, you can summon the dead correct?"
"Yes?"
"Can you summon a dragon? Preferably Peleus?"
Bianca's face drained of all color and she moaned before plopping on her but.
"I'm going to pass out from lack of energy. Make sure he doesn't get killed by the harpies."
With that she raised her hands and closed her eyes. She flashed them open. The pupils grew until a dark black colored them entirely. She blew hard and a black smoke rushed out and sunk into the earth. It rattled and shook as a large black and gold skeleton rose from the dead, rotten flesh dripping away until it was all bone. I reared and spurted flame from its nonexistent stomach. It turned and looked at us with its black misty holes for eyes.
"Peleus, great dragon of the dead, carry us to the lip of Tartarus. I shall take us from there." Bianca said drowsily before slumping. The dragon bowed and remained still. I climbed up and rested in between the mighty bones of its wings. Dad followed up holding onto0 Bianca. The dragon roared and flapped its wings taking flight away from the molten ground. The lack of heat was so nice, I moaned in pleasure, Dad grinned and the dragon banked left avoiding a chunk of rock.
The flight never went smoothly. We avoided magma bursts and Stalactites. Suddenly the dragon roared bursting a loud cloud of red and turning white flame. A few black spirits hissed in anger and took flight, the dragon spun, its fire evaporated the spirits. But more came.
"Dad! Dark spirits!" I shouted and took out my two swords, he did the same with Riptide. I slashed it and it cried before melting, but it them reformed, I gasped and the dragon was being overwhelmed. My dad growled and set down Bianca, he rose on his two feet, hooking the toes under a ridge in the bone. He shouted something in Greek and the monsters screamed, I understood fine though.
"Shadows of the sunken spirits! Back away from my beast and friends! How dare you attack one marked higher than your force!"
The monsters shrieked and one drifted closer snarling in Greek, again I could understand it.
"And who of the higher ground dares to command the life of the dead?"
That made no sense whatsoever.
"I go by many names, among the dead I believe I am called the LivingShadow."
The spirit gasped and at once the others backed away, it easily kept face and seemed to be looking into our souls.
"'Livingshadow…..I see you…escaped…Your visits are becoming less then common. The spirits are restless, the screams have drifted, tell me Deathbringer, how is life?"
My father grew a ghost of a smile and looked away.
"The life above ground is different, the moon is full, the oceans are blue. I was captured but not left to die. I see Tartarus is restless, the spirits are. More of the dead are coming and going."
This was such a strange conversation. The spirit nodded and looked up as a ball of magma shot past.
"The pits call among us. Fly well LivingShadow, perhaps I shall see you again someday."
The spirit said before melting away in the air, surprisingly the rest of the flight was fine.
The dragon didn't get sore muscles since it didn't have any. The air got colder and darker as we nee red the exit.
"We're going to make it!" Bianca had awakened and was looking hopeful. Suddenly the dragon cried out and did a barrel role missing a diving harpy.
"Peleus! Dive!" Bianca screamed, at once dad had grabbed a few chunks of the pointed rock and was sending them in a fury. A few screamed before exploding. I screamed as the dragon twisted avoiding a large blast of purple fire.
A similar dragon covered in thin hide that portrayed every bone in its body rose. It was the same size as ours and a deep purple with black spikes bursting from every spine on its body.
Its eyes were bloodshot and its mouth was open showing many rows of sharp teeth. It roared once and a faint glimmer of gold shot down its body before it twisted slashing our dragon with its barbed tail.
Bianca screamed as our dragon twisted almost hitting the ground.
"Bianca! Take the battle up near the steps, jump off when your near the top with Lydia, I'll take the brute!" dad shouted and the dragon responded flipping over near the top dropping me on the steps. I saw dad perched on the dragon climbing up its head, I gasped as the other sent a wave of fire. The bone dragon dodged and dad pulled out his sword stabbing the dragons chest with a loud crack. The dragon roared and its body melted in a pile of dust. He looked satisfied before a large wad of acid hit the bone dragon. It screamed as its claws started to become brittle and crumble. Dad looked horrified as two giant gold eyes reared up and closed its venomous fangs around the boner dragon. The bone dragon squealed and pinned dad to its body as the Drakon pumped death bringing venom in its hollow bones. Finally it stopped flaring and fell turning to powder. Dad shouted in pain, apparently the bone dragon had hurt him.
The Drakon swung its tail and knocked him into the roof of the rock and it rose to its full height.
"Shark tooth!" It hissed in a cold knife like voice. He gritted his teeth and yanked out a chunk of rock from his arm.
"Kronos, I must say, your new form suits you. Slimy and coldblooded."
The Drakon roared knocking him into the cavern wall. I looked to Bianca desperately. She had her eyes closed and was screaming a prayer in her mind. I followed suit and watched the scene in front of me.
"how dare you Sharktooth! How dare you speak lowly of those higher than you!"
"You became lower then me," He gasped for air getting to his knees and glaring up. ," When you sent me through a hellhounds stomach!" Another hit was sent, Dads head hit the wall hard and he cried out. He weakly drew his sword and Kronos/Drakon laughed hard.
"A sword? That sword never could stop me!"
"Hey Kronos, do you shed your skin also?"
The random caught Kronos off guard and it was all dad needed. He threw his sword with precise aim and it pierced Kronos's right dominant eye. It was strong enough to kill the sight nerves behind both. Kronos screamed in agony as he was blinded and the sword slid out with a light shlurp. I shivered and Kronos reared back before lunging and narrowly missing my dad.
"Run all you want demigod, but I can still smell you!"
He screamed in pain as a rock fell and shattered his foot, Kronos pointed his face that way and a small smirk broke out. I grabbed my left dagger and thrust it hard.
"How dare you halfblood!" Kronos screamed as the dagger sliced through both nostrils making its nose a bloody mess of dangling scales. Bianca screamed as a harpy on Kronos's side plucked her out of the sky. I slashjed them away with my swords.
"So Sharktooth, the great Deathbringer, Titan slayer, murderer, how will you like Tartarus, finally being DEAD!" He hissed and lunged forward. Dad shouted something and a black cloud ripped through Kronos like a bucket of dry ice.
"WHO DARES!" he screamed, I saw a few spirits form and change shape to misty Pegasus before melting inside the harpies, the eyes glazed over and they flapped over to kill Kronos. Dad sighed in relief and stretched his finger with visible strain. Riptide flew back with force like a rope being pulled. Dad slowly got to his feet and faced Kronos.
"Hey Roadkill breath!" He shouted, Kronos spun and another smirk formed. He lunged faster then any snake but Dad caught it.
Kronos unhinged his jaw and opened it as wide as possible to get dad in one bite. Dad ducked slightly and shouted a war cry slamming the sword up into the roof of the snakes mouth. At once, the bottom jaw twitched and his body became slack, forcing the head to slam down on the steps up to the surface. The golden gleam vanished from the monsters eyes and Dad grunted sliding the sword out. He took one step and collapsed. At that moment the gods showed up.
"Lydia!" Mum yelled running over and grabbing me in a hug, I returned it and ran over to Apollo, my eyes leaking large pure tears.
"Lord Apollo….please you gotta help…..you g-gotta h-help h-"
"Lydia? What's wrong seastar?" He asked in shock and worry. I sniffled the tears and looked over at dads fallen form, he followed his gaze and his eyes widened at the abnormally large Drakon, and the fallen figure.
"Oh no…." He whispered before rushing over. Thalia and Nico looked at me worriedly.
"Are you okay Lydia?"
"No….dad…." I whimpered and at once they snapped there heads up. Apollo was lifting him up, the gods looked worried, even Ares.
"There's a pulse, small but there. He's been bitten by that…..thing...a-"
"That's Kronos." Bianca said quietly but all heard, Hades lifted a eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"Kronos took on a Drakon form…Kronos bit Percy….."
She whimpered, suddenly we were in Olympus, a strange infirmary. A single table and a large glass window that showed every view needed by a small request.
"I need a scalpel!" He shouted, a few little nymph healers, demigods, and ghosts that had worked in the ER were there.
Silently and skillfully, Apollo grabbed and yanked out all of the rocks and stopped the wounds from becoming infected. He started yelling out random things and was panicking. Percy wouldn't stop bleeding.
I was leaned against the glass, he wouldn't stop. His face was pale, and arms were trembling. The one large hole where he was bitten was red and puffy, a hint of gold in the wound and blood gushed out.
"It's not the Drakon venom is it." Bianca stated, not sad but slightly defeated.
I gave a small nod and Bianca's face darkened slightly. She waved her hand a small rip in the ground grew, a few spirits drifted up, not having any shape. Nico looked and nodded slightly understanding what was going on.
"Get Michel, Taylor, and Charles, we need in inmates." She said, and the spirits finally took form. One was a sleek horse, another a cat, and finally a large swan, they nodded and disappeared in breeze. Nico shook his head, and looked back at the window. As did I, it wasn't looking better, only worse. Apollo was frantic, trying to stop the blood flow. Finally he groaned and threw a roll of bandages on the floor.
"Nothings