A/N (I recommend reading this): I'm going to MAKE THIS CLEAR. Just like I mention on my bio page about every other fanfiction I done: I DON'T OWN THE PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIAN SERIES OR IT'S CHARACTERS as the rights goes to Rick Rioran. Also I suggest you guys start paying attention to the Author notes and my warnings that I left on EVERY chapter of EVERY story.

Sorry if this chapter is too much like the book.

If you haven't done so yet this month, vote on my poll on m profle page for what story you want me to work on this month.

Due to the limited number of characters posted, I'm forced to post only the names of the characters telling their tales in this story. When I get to the House of Hades and Blood of Olympus, I'll list off the first four characters listed in the order they tell their tales. I'll post the pairings if the two of the four characters listed are a pair. Other than that, the Pairings stay the same for this story.

Jason x Piper
Percy x Annabeth
Frank x Hazel
Leo X Calypso

If you haven't figured it out, each of the members of the Prophecy of Seven practically has a position. Keep in mind in the original series Juno started this when she told Percy he was the glue that holds the group together, so I thought to give the rest a title. But no matter what title they have they still depend on each other. Titles will be added for some as the series continue

Jason: Leader of the Group and co-Pontifex (Priest)
Piper: Peacekeeper
Leo: Mechanic, Admiral, and Seventh Wheel (by Nemesis)
Percy: Glue that holds everyone together and co-Pontifex (Priest)
Hazel: Mist Manipulator
Frank: Muscles and Praetor
Annabeth: Battle Strategist and Consultant

Lastly I want to make clear that once 'The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus' is done I won't start immediately on 'The tales of...' version of the Trials of Apollo until that part of the Percy Jackson series is done. Just as I waited for the end of the Blood of Olympus to start 'The Tales of...' series. By waiting until that series ends, it might help me come up with something to add to it.

Warning: Certain ancient Greek names matches words use of foul language but no foul language was intentionally used. Also I dropped the '& the Olympians' in 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians' as well as replaced the '&' with ':' in the short stories of that part of the series. So if you haven't read them yet read before reading this story as stuff that happened in them will be mentioned:

The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Early Adventures
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Lightning Thief
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Sea of Monsters
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Titan's Curse
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Magical Labyrinth
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Stolen Chariot
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Sword of Hades
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Bronze Dragon
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Last Olympian
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Staff of Hermes
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Lost Hero
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Quest for Buford
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Son of Neptune
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Mark of Athena
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The House of Hades

Lastly, any one who wants to do a Demigods and Olympian reads story using 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon' is allowed as long as you inform me about it.

Full Summary of this chapter: With Reyna Calypso Nico and Hedge taking the Athena's Parthenos back to camp half-blood and the Argo II racing to Athens for the battle against the giants, its a race against time to save the world and both camps. The only problem is that Gaea is trying everything in her power to stop the one thing that could stop her plans and get the blood of a male and female demigod she needs to wake up. Told in the tales of Nico, Reyna, Piper, Leo, and Jason


Nico's POV Part XIII

I thought I seen everyone die in every weird way possible, until Octavian proved me wrong.

In the middle of the battle, Will Solace ran up to me and said one word in my ear: "Octavian."

That got my full attention. I still am mad at myself for not killing Octavian when I had a chance, and now I plan on not letting that augur escape justice. "Where?"

"Come on," Will said. "Hurry."

I nodded and left with Will. I didn't think until later to make sure Jason know I was leaving, but considering he didn't try to stop me, I guess he already figured that Will and I were off to take care of something.

I plunged into the chaos, following Will. We passed Tyson and his Cyclopes, who were bellowing, "Bad dog! Bad dog!" as the bashed the heads of the cynocephali. Grover and a team of satyrs danced around their panpipes, playing harmonies so dissonant that the earthen-shell ghosts cracked apart. Meanwhile Percy and Annabeth riding Mrs. O'Leary had the Greeks help the Romans surround as many monsters they could with attack plan Macedonia, which I have to admit was a good idea.

Will and I were halfway down the hill when the ground trembled under our feet. Like everyone else—monsters and demigods alike—we froze in horror and watched as the Gaea appeared in a whirling column of earth on top of the next hil.

Then something large and bronze swoop out of the sky.

FOOOOMP!

Festus the bronze dragon snatched up the Earth Mother and soared away with her.

Before I could process what happened a familiar hunters horn was blown as volley of hundreds of silver arrows fired into the air and struck down the monsters. I turned to Half-Blood Hill, and much to my shock, Bianca was there with her army of undead and living hunters and Amazons—including Thalia and Queen Hylla.

"The Hunters of Artemis and the Amazons," I said in shock that I didn't hear what they said. "They made it…"

"Nico, we got to go," Will said.

"Uh—right!" I agreed.

Will sprinted toward the nearest onager. As we got closer, I spotted Octavian furiously readjusting the machine's targeting levers. The throwing arm was already primed with a full payload of Imperial gold and explosives. The augur rush about, tripping over gears and anchor spikes, fumbling with the ropes. Every so often he glanced up at Festus the dragon.

"Octavian!" I yelled.

The augur spun, then backed up against the huge sphere of ammunition. His fine purple robes snagged on the trigger rope, but Octavian didn't notice. Fumes from the payload curled about him as if drawn to the Imperial gold jewelry around his arms and neck, the golden wreath in his hair.

"Oh, I see!" Octavian's laughter was brittle and quite insane. "Trying to steal my glory, eh? No, no, son of Pluto. I am the savior of Rome. I was promised!"

Will raised his hands in a placating gesture. "Octavian, get away from the onager. That isn't safe."

"Of course, it's not! I will shoot Gaea down with this machine!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jason Grace rocket into the sky with Piper in his arms, flying straight toward Festus.

Around the son of Jupiter, storm clouds gathered, swirling into a hurricane. Thunder boomed. I remember back in my time in Italy in the 1940s about the Roman emperors—namely the Caesar family. I remember how many of the Caesar line gone crazy with power that led to their demise and end of the Caesar family line of Emperors. If Octavian really is the descendant of the very same Caesars, then death caused by his insane actions is the only way to stop him.

"You see?" Octavian cried. The gold on his body was definitely smoking now, attacked to the catapult's payload like iron to a giant magnet. "The gods approve of my actions!"

"Jason is making that storm," I said. "If you fire the onager, you'll kill him along with Piper and—"

"Good!" Octavian yelled. "They're traitors! All traitors!"

"Listen to me," Will tried again. "This is not what Apollo would want. Besides, your robes are—"

"You know nothing, Graecus!" Octavian wrapped his hand around the release lever. "I must act before the get any higher. Only an onager such as this can make the shot. I will singlehandedly destroy Gaea and the traitors! I will be remembered as the savior of Rome."

Then I remember what my dad Hades once told me about death, and how it can't be stopped. I quickly realized that Octavian was the one to die here.

"Octavian, don't," Will pleaded. "We can't allow you—"

"Will," I said. "we can't stop him. It's his time."

I whispered the last bit so Octavian wouldn't hear me.

Solace stared at me in disbelief, but he didn't have time to argue. Octavian turned to the release the catch.

"Good-bye, Gaea!" Octavian yelled. "Good-bye, Jason Grace the traitor!"

Octavian cut the release wire with his augur knife.

And he disappeared.

The catapult's arm sprang upward faster than my eye could follow, launching Octavian along with the ammunition. The augur's scream faded until he was simply part of the fiery comet soaring skyward.

And I'm not too upset. I could have lived with Octavian's end. Honestly, good riddance.

But my heart sank as the comet kept gaining altitude. It disappeared into the storm clouds, and the sky exploded in a dome of fire.


A/N: Sorry for keeping the comet explosion, but I really want to be rid of Octavian. I hate that character and be rid of him quick. In his delusional state of mine, I don't think there ever be peace between Greeks and Romans until he is gone, and I don't think with his influence over Camp Jupiter and the senate he can be voted to be killed for his crimes, and there is no way I was going to banish him as the results might as well end with the Three Immortal Emperors recruiting him.