Here it is my next update and Percy44442 could you send me you OC info again? BTW if you want an OC of your's in the story PM me! I would appreciate some heroes and villians. Maybe even some compaions to Percy that aren't silver dragons.

Also apologies for taking longer than I wanted I was really sick on Monday, a quick yet bad fever, and I was seriously exhausted, anyway sorry.

-Y.A.R.N.

PERCY POV

I ducked and weaved, trying to avoid being slashed to bits. This guy was an expert swordsman, I blocked one of his stabs and flipped into the air, only to find he was leaping at me, we clashed swords in mid-air. We began to fall back to the earth and pushed off each other's attacks, landing a few feet away from each other. He lunged forward and jabbed at me with an alarming speed. I jumped back onto my hands and dodged a slash at my midsection, and retaliated with a two-legged kick into his stomach that made him stumble. I shot several shots of frost at him which he jumped back to avoid.

He spun his sword which began to lengthen and stretch into a spear, my eyes widened as that was something I had only seen Ares do. He slashed at me and I blocked the blow with Obsidian Heart. He swung the butt of the spear at me and I shifted sideways as the weapon grazed my cloak. I used the cloak like batman, grabbing and swinging it to disorient him and to my surprise, he let out a shocked growled and backed up. But I still wasn't done, I continued with the spin and landed a back kick in his torso that made him skid back; thats when things got a bit "heated".

He held out his hand and fire surrounded it, he made a clenching motion and the flames condensed into a swirling ball of fire. He flung it at me and I jumped into the air forming wings made of frost to better help me gain altitude. The blast of fire exploded; I felt the heat lick the soles of my feet despite the fact I had used my ability to fly. He put his spear onto his back and made a swinging motion; fire began to stretch out of his hands and into whips. He swung them at me and I doves downwards and shot sideways dodging two vicious strikes. I held up my blades and crossed them defensively just as my wings followed and wrapped around me; his whips of fire slammed into them making my wings hiss and steam from the contact with the fire. I landed on the ground and quickly jumped back shedding my wings and reforming them into icicles to fire at him. He made a lifting motion and a wall of fire roared up, melting the ice.

"You're really good. One of the best fights I have had since coming back." I said a serious expression on my face as I circled him.

He began to shift sideways and replied, "I am surprised, you lasted as long as you did and got two hits on me, those three girls are practically newborns. You beating them was no big task."

I smirked, "At least they managed to hit me rather than miss multiple times."

He grimaced and shed his cloak, the flames crawling all the way up his arms and burning brighter. I cracked my neck to both sides as steam and mist started to rise off my body. I had one question, and I wanted the answer now.

"Who's demigod child are you?" I asked loudly, he stiffened.

"Why bother to know? Will it matter?" He replied coldly.

"Well I suppose it would be polite to tell the man you're going to kill a bit about yourself. At least give me your name." I said evenly.

He sighed, "How abut this, you defeat me and I'll tell you exactly what and who I am."

I nodded and suddenly fire was roaring towards me. I covered my blade in frost and a cleaved it into the floor, erecting a barrier of icicles. He circled around and changed his weapon into a halberd of sorts. The ax of the halberd was insanely long, leaving a gap between he blade and handle of the weapon where it could be gripped, the handle stretched about five and a half feet, with a small scythe at the end. The ax covered about a good two feet in the shape of a crescent, silver was etched into the ax blade and glowed faintly. He twirled it expertly in his hands and took a stance where he rested the handle on his arm and brought his other hand to rest casually under the ax head. He bent forward slightly and waited for a brief second, gauging my reaction.

I took a deep breath in and flipped my short sword into a icepick grip and drew my arm forward until it was straight. I spun Atman Ragnarok and pulled my arm back until he blade was level with my face and pointed at him as the tip glinted in the sunlight. We both stood there in that stance, just waiting for the proper moment. The wind passed around us and we moved at the same time.

THESEUS POV

I ran from the area as fast as I could and when I glanced back, I was sure I had made the right choice. Lines of fire swung through the air and snowstorms roared in the sky. I shivered and walked backwards slowly staring at the sight. I couldn't believe how much power they were showing it was like watching two gods fighting. I turned around and hurried to make more distance in case the attacker managed to subdue Percy. I doubted it but I'd rather be safe than regret my choice later.

I had gone a fair distance when I came upon a small wooden lodge. I saw a man at the door waving at me. I slowed to a walk and went over to his house. He led me inside and closed the door behind me.

"Well, greetings, young man. I was wondering if you might want to rest for some time?"

I hesitated at his overly friendly demeanor, "Well I do have to wait for someone..."

"I see," he said, nodding, "Why don't you lie down on one of these beds? By the way my name is Procrustes."

He waved his hand at two beds, they were both splattered with brown stains, and of both options of what they could be, I wasn't pleased. One was insanely wide, the other one was insanely tall, and both were impractical for a normal person. I turned to Procrustes who now happened to be holding an axe, I tensed, he must have been a bandit. I felt like slamming my forehead into the wall for thinking I would be lucky.

"Sorry, young man, but in this lodge you have to take a rest, my guests at least do that, but use these are the only beds I have, and in order for you to have to best rest you have to be perfectly sized for the bed. So, which bed do you want to sleep in?" He asked, grinning evilly.

I had to think fast, maybe prolong the time somehow, at least until I had a plan, "Couldn't I just sit on the floor?"

He frowned, "Of course not! It would be very disrespectful of me as a host!"

I had a crazy idea, but it might work, "Could you at least demonstrate how the beds work?"

He grinned, "Of course, of course, you must be a bit confused by the whole set up!"

My eyes widened at his utter stupidity, he must be obsessed with his beds. He proceeded to show the straps in the stretching bed, telling me how the clasps worked. He finished showing it off and made his way over to the small bed, just like I need. He showed it off with gusto and turned to point at the wrist cuffs. I acted, I punched him in the stomach with all my considerable strength. Wen he doubled over, I grabbed his shoulder, and flipped him on the bed. I quickly strapped him in and grabbed his axe.

He realized what was going on and tried to twist out of his restraints, "What? No! I am not supposed to sleep in these beds!"

"You don't seem to be relaxed enough Procrustes! Maybe you need to be sized down!" I growled raising the axe.

"Noooo-" he wailed, at least until I brought town the axe on his neck.

He exploded into dust after his body stopped twitching. I grabbed a candle and lit it. I took one last look around and threw the candle on the small bed. It caught fire and burned. I walked out and watched as the house went up in a blaze of orange. I sighed and sat one he dusty trail. I waited for a moment and glanced at the direction I came from, I was thinking about my brother.

PERCY POV

Sparks showered the ground as halberd clashed with my swords. He shoved out of the lock and twirled the weapon behind his back for just an instant before slashing at me. I back-flipped out of range only to find him sending a wave of fire at me. I formed wings made of frost and flapped them outward, splitting the blast in half. He was good, really good, but what was disturbing me was he wasn't giving it his all. I old yell by the way his eyes gauged the power of my blasts and how he his eyes seemed to darken in frustration. We clashed again while sparks and ozone lit the air around us as our blades whirled and echoed the sound of battle.

"You're holding back." I said bluntly, parrying an overhanded strike.

He seemed shocked but ducked under a slash and blocked another. He stabbed at me and used the tip of his special halberd to lock Obsidian Heart under my right arm. I swung Atman Ragnarok down but he blocked my forearm from going down with his own. We stood locked like that as fire, ice, water, and steam swirled around us.

"You're holding back too." he countered.

"You haven't pushed me far enough, give me a reason to and I will stop holding back." I replied calmly.

He seemed to think about it and his body began to glow with heat, "You asked for it."

A wave of heat and light knocked my arms away from their position and before I could jump away a massive flaming fist (made of pure fire) shot out and punched me so hard I tumbled off the path's cliffs and into the sea. I was instantly healed and called a whirlpool to raise me back to the the path's level. I jumped back on and the water floated behind me, but I was occupied.

His cloak was burning but not burning away, orange fire covered his entire body and lifted into the shape of a bird whose wings encircled him. His hair which was a dirty blond was flying up and he was grinning. He looked to be about 25 years old I realized that the bird that wings enfolded him wasn't just a flaming bird. It was a phoenix. He gave me a deep mock bow.

"Aestus the Pheonix, elected captain and strongest of the third contingent of emissaries." He boasted, "Here to show you your place, Perseus Jackson."