Chapter 12

Zeus summoned his master bolt into his hands, which immediately transformed into a sword. I quickly noticed that it was sparkling, but when I looked closer, I noticed that the sword was sparking. Of course, the sword had electricity. Since I confirmed that (I had suspicions Zeus's sword would be electrical), I proceeded with my plan of getting Zeus wet while his master bolt, in regular or sword form, was in contact with the water. It's a good thing that my dad and Hades fought with Zeus, since they knew where Zeus was weak and where he was strong, and it was even better when they shared this knowledge with me.

I took another stance with my two swords, so that Zeus would have to use a style that is unorthodox to his sword. Zeus suddenly charged. I guess he was tired of waiting. He tried smashing his sword onto my face, but I parried it with one sword, and swung the other onto his feet. He barely dodged it before I swung my first sword aimed for his chest. I hit him dead in the chest, and left the sword there. As he was dislodging my sword, for it was deep, I brought out several throwing knives and threw it at him. He had finally dislodged my sword when my throwing knives hit. They got tangled in his armor and got stuck onto the back wall.

To say Zeus was furious would be an understatement. It seemed like he wasn't happy that he was being defeated by a kid millennia younger than he. You'd think that he'd have realized that I'm only this good with swords because I'm the God of Swordsmanship. I then realized something: I'm the God of Swordsmanship. I can use my powers to make Zeus terrible at sword fighting. I called back my knives and kept them back in my pocket, and summoned another sword. Zeus then raised his master bolt/sword and charged. As he was coming, I used my godly powers to strip him of all things related to sword fighting, and raised my swords in an 'X' formation to block the attack, if needed. Fortunately, for me, I finished when he was two feet in front of me, and I was able to dodge gracefully.

He then started slashing and hacking, for I made him lose all skill in sword fighting, as well as all knowledge of sword tactics and sword wielding. Everyone was surprised to say the least at how terrible Zeus suddenly became at sword fighting, but those on my side soon realized that it was I who had done that.

"What have you done to me?" yelled Zeus

"I simply removed all prior knowledge of sword fighting," I said calmly, while dodging and hacking, "as well as prior knowledge of sword fighting tactics and how to wield a sword, swing a sword, etc."

"YOU HYPOCRITE!" yelled Zeus, "YOU SAID THAT THIS DUEL WILL NOT HAVE ANY HELP!"

I smiled, and said, "True, but only partially. See, we agreed that we can't have help from any outside sources. So, if I myself take away your skill at sword fighting, that's not using any help from outside sources."

Zeus got even angrier, if possible, and charged again.

"I've had enough of this," I said, "Prepare to meet your FATHER!"

I just couldn't help adding the last line, and it seemed that most of the spectators seemed to appreciate my joke/threat, even Lord Chaos, since they were chuckling, trying not to chuckle, or downright laughing in Apollo's and Hermes's case. I switched my blades for my two most powerful ones: Riptide and Tideslash. I then charged towards Zeus and started slashing at him from all angles. I was able to hit all my targets, since I had slowed down his reaction time, so that he was near incapable of dodging and blocking. By the time I was finished, Zeus was just a pile of ichor-covered mess. All of my attacks were 500% on target, with each of my slashes hitting up to 5 places at once.

Chaos teleported down to the stadium, and cleaned up Zeus, or well made him more presentable.

"By a unanimous decision," Chaos boomed, "this bout between the millennia old Zeus, ex-King of the Heavens, and 25 year old Perseus Jackson, God of Tides, has been decided. By a knockout in the third charge between the two rivals, young Perseus Jackson has been declared the winner! This war is now OVVVEEEEERRRRRR!"

Chaos grabbed my hand and raised it, and I raised my other one since I didn't want it to be left out, and everyone, especially on my side, cheered loudly. At that point in time, all anyone could hear was a deafening boom.

Everyone teleported onto the field, my side crowding around me congratulating me, those gods on Zeus's side near him, making sure he's okay, and the neutral gods standing near Chaos, not sure of what to do. Chaos quieted everyone, and turned to me, and said, "Percy, as the winner of this bout, you have claimed the throne as King of the Gods, Ruler of the Heavens, and have freed you and your wife so that you two may live together in peace and harmony for all eternity. So what shall you first decree?"

"Well," I said, "First of all, they shall be stripped of their powers and titles and given to those who are worthy of them. Second of all, we need to find places and make pacts with the monster so that they don't go attacking everyone every time they reform. I say we have an island made far away from civilization for Typhon. This island, if he accepts, will have everything Typhon may need to be happy, and with a communication device so that he may call us for anything he might need, as long as he doesn't attack any traveling ships that may so happen to pass him, granted that they don't attack him. We shall also need to create several areas for each race out there that can harm the mortals. These areas are for those who are assigned to live there, and anyone they invite there. They may not harm anyone that doesn't harm them first, but harm can only be done after they talk it out. Thirdly, the punishments. I'm going to need a few days to think of it, so lock them up and send them to the dungeons in the underworld with Kampé as guard?"

The last part I asked Hades, who nodded. Chaos then clapped, and said, "A good three points that will ensure peace, safety, and security for eons ahead. Now, for those who lost, see this as a lesson to all of you: Expect the unexpected, for you may not know what comes next, even Apollo. He gets only visions of the future that I allow him to see. For those who won, congrats. Now you may party. For those who stayed neutral, I hope you had a good time not having to worry about the war, seeing that Percy and his friends did such a good job of containing it in America. Now, be good, and remember: I will be watching and having a good time! If you ever need help for anything, Percy, just call me. I cannot thank you enough for ending the streak of terrible leaders. Yes, I've been watching, even in my sleep. I'll deal with the Titans, the Primordials and the Giants so that they don't try to rebel in any time in the future. Ciao, and good luck!"

With that little speech, he teleported out of the arena. Hades and Nico then created a crack in the ground and had skeletons drag the defeated ex-Olympians into their underworld dungeons. I then turned towards the crowd, and said, "Heroes, mortals, others! I hereby decree this time as a party time for the end of Zeus's reign! Dionysus shall help organize parties around the country. If he's not available, just offer a sacrifice in his name, and he shall send help in what you need most. Everyone get ready to PAARRRRTTTEEEEYYYY!"

Everyone cheered and exited the arena. Artemis came up to me and we had a long kiss, probably the best kiss I ever had. The gods that were still above ground then teleported to Olympus, where we set up our own party. We had wine, courtesy of Dionysus; different kinds of foods and cereals, courtesy of Demeter; a warm, toasty fire, courtesy of our very own Hestia; and several games, such as a dart game where the objective of the game was to shoot the darts at a magical picture of Zeus and try to make him look as terrible as possible (or Aphrodite's words, "we're just giving him a touch-up, since he looks worse than the children of Minotaur poop, Medusa's head, and the gorgons' and their children all mixed together with a cup of overwhelming ugliness.") within a set number of throws.