A/N: Hey guys I'm back for better or for worse. This chapter should be pretty interesting so I guess I'll see if you guys enjoy it!
"The sea elf will be born soon." -BadWriter101. Haha, we will see ;)
"why the fuck are there more pjo-lotr crossovers with a fem Percy (that most often lacks most of what's interesting in Percy) then other kind of these crossovers i general, i mean if you want a strong PJO girl to be the hero of your story go take Annabeth or Thalia, then i might start caring, anyway yet another uninteresting story between 2 so interesting universes" - Jean Ailurus.
Thanks for the feedback! As to your very justified criticism of the relatively commonality of these stories; I guess I'm just a fan of the whole female percy thing for whatever reason. I have a feeling that Annabeth or Thalia wouldn't fit as well in this context, I think a lot of the humor comes from such an odd individual in a strange situation. Thank you for the suggestions though!
Thanks to everyone who followed, favorited or reviewed! On to the fun!
The scene that I had found myself in was oddly beautiful, I knew that I really shouldn't have been thinking about that considering the inherent threat to my life at the moment. A brisk breeze swept over the plains and in the distance, massive mountains loomed.
The strangely armored beings I was sprinting towards appeared a lot more intimidating than I initially realized. My feet slowly came to a stop as I pondered my next move.
"They aren't 'beings' by the way, they're called elves, more specifically the Noldor." A faint voice spoke.
I looked around to see the person who was talking to me but could see no-one,
"What the hell?" I muttered,
The voice spoke again "Hell, what an interesting concept, much like the doors of nigh.. Ah, you can still hear me." I nodded mutely, realizing the must've been inside my head.
"Well no need to introduce myself, I'll make sure that someone competent will find you, how curious you ended up here though, ah well, would you mind doing me a favor?" I nodded again before realizing the disembodied voice probably couldn't tell I was nodding.
"Don't worry Persephone, I got the message just fine, if you wouldn't mind, could you help those 'beings' as you seem to like calling them defeat that other army? Those are called orcs by the way, thanks, have fun!"
"Wait, how do you know my name? Why should I trust you that those guys are the ones I should be attacking? Where the hell am I?" I said to myself, and probably to the thing inside my head as well.
"All in due time." The voice replied before I was hit with a quick moving series of visions, they depicted the 'orcs' burning down cities and killing the inhabitants as they defended their families. The images suddenly stopped, that was enough to convince me these creatures needed to pay.
My head suddenly felt lighter, I took it as a sign the weird voice in my head had taken its leave, I stood in stunned silence for a moment, replaying the more of a monologue than a conversation in my head.
The twang of thousands of bowstrings broke me out of my reverie, I looked up to see the sky darkened by the countless shafts flying overhead, speeding at a deadly velocity towards their target.
After seeing that I decided that this really wasn't the best place to be, between two armies getting closer and closer.
Might as well get it over with, at least the weird deity wasn't asking me to solve a math problem, this I could do. I reached into my pocket, the cool weight of my pen was always welcome.
Where before the armies were too far from me to really notice the odd stranger standing between them they now got a better look.
It seemed like the orcs or whatever they were called were just as confused as the elves as to the reason I was standing between them. Might as well make my intentions known I muttered to myself before tapping my watch and uncapping my pen.
Immediately a brilliantly bright bronze shield sprung from my wrist and a sword expanded in my right hand, for just a moment I stood there, with both armies watching in confusion, my hair waving in the wind and butterflies in my stomach.
"Maybe this time isn't so bad" I thought before sprinting full stop towards the orcs.
A few of them had bows, and realizing my intention they moved quickly to draw and fire in an attempt to kill the foolish human girl before them.
Arrows shot through the air directly at me, time seemed to slow as I brought up my shield without missing a step, the thuds of projectiles against the ornate surface informed me I could now expose part of my body once more, the orcs seemed to realize that I may not have been some random lost girl, the surprise and fear was the last thing I saw before before I threw my full weight behind my shield and barreled right into the line.
Orcs collapsed under the impact as my momentum carried me through two ranks of the, in my opinion, very gross creatures.
The orcs on the other side of my shield started to push back so I stepped back and put my sword to work.
Riptide flew through countless bodies as I spun and twirled around the disorganized attacks of the creatures.
An orc tried to slice at my arm, a bad idea, my sword locked with his and I bashed its head with my shield; sending the enemy stumbling back into his comrades. Behind me the clash of metal upon metal signaled the arrival of the elves, I spared a glance behind me to see the tight wall of elven shields rhythmically part and methodically dismember a line of orcs.
The ruthless efficiency of the elven war machine was actually pretty scary. I turned my attention back to the fight, where it belonged, the curse of Achilles and Riptide helped me carve a steady path of destruction through the ranks of orcs.
As the battle wore on I could feel myself beginning to tire, I spared another glance behind me, the elves seemed to feeling the same way, their swords moved slower and more and more of them were falling to the nearly countless number of orcs.
The elven lines suddenly ducked and covered their bodies with their shields. I dropped to a knee and covered my body with my round shield, the orcs looked around cluelessly, some of them had shields and they mimicked the elves but the vast majority found out what the rest of us were avoiding.
Arrows much like the ones I had seen fly earlier plinked off my shield and thudded into orcs and the earth all around me. Once the barrage had stopped I stood up to see two large golden masses charge into the rear of the orc army.
The battle restarted in earnest once more, I was back to dodging all manner of weapons and thrusting and slashing riptide through battalions of the foe. As the battle progressed more and more starting to make a run for the mountains in the distance.
The enemy force slowly drained away before the golden lines met, enclosing the rest of the orcs and myself in a large bubble. Although I had a feeling this may not end well for a certain demi-goddess I continued to fight to the center of the remaining orcs, they seemed more and more demoralized as the elves closed in on us and before I knew it the clash of metal upon metal had stopped, I pulled my sword out of the chest of a particularly difficult orc and looked up.
All around me stood ranks and ranks of tall elves in a tight circle with their spears leveled towards everyone's favorite daughter of Poseidon.
I tapped my shield and it spun back into watch form before casually leaning on my sword and staring intently at one of the stone faced soldiers. "Huh, he's kinda cute" I idly thought before a loud voice interrupted my day dreaming.
"State your motives, Maiar."
A/N: Hey guys, hopefully you enjoyed that chapter, I'm not the greatest at writing combat, so hopefully it was at least bearable lol. Thanks to everyone who favorited or followed and especially reviewed!
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