A/N:Well hello again, so part of the reason it took me so long to update the Aztec warrior was because I was stuck with ideas and motivation for a new story, so here we go. Now for those that are fans of Aztec warrior, don't worry that will probably take priority, unless people REALLY want me to update this story then I will focus on this one. Who know this might just be a teaser or one shot. If people want me to continue it I will but unlike Aztec warrior I don't have an ending in mind at the moment so we will anyway let's begin!
It's has been 100 years, a hundred years since the Arrogance of the gods brought their own destruction. The world has change a lot since then. Gaea woke up and there was mass destruction of the human population as plant and wildlife went crazy and destroyed most cities.
The world at present was very similar to how it was many millennia ago before the human even existed and dinosaurs and other animals ruled the world. The giants and titans roamed free as rulers. Humans were almost extinct, used as nothing more than toys and food by the giants and many monsters that now ruled the planet.
The gods? The gods were nothing more than prisoners at different locations of Tartarus. All of them were overthrown and replaced by their giant counterpart. The field of punishment in the underworld was now used to torture all of the souls from all the fallen warriors and heroes that were previously in Elysium and the Isles of the Blest.
The world seemed to be completely at the mercy of giants as there was no one left to defy them. No one, except for one.
Unknown to anyone there was a figure running through the landscape of Tartarus. Normally it would be impossible for even an immortal to venture through Tartarus without being poisoned by the air and atmosphere, but this man seemed to care little for that as he navigated through the pit as if it was its own home, which it was in a way.
The figure kept running until he came to a halt and put a knee to the ground. The figure seemed to disappear in the ground like the ground had eaten him whole. He was within the earth, but he was controlling it, like swimming in water, propelling himself towards his destination deep within a certain area of the pit.
The arena, the darkest and cruelest part where Perses titan of Destruction reign supreme. However in the deepest and darkest dungeon of the Arena the eldest Cyclopes were working in secret on a special project. They were forging something in secret, much like the time they forged the weapons of the big three gods oh so many millennia ago.
As the three Cyclopes worked, the earth of one of the walls started to shift and move until a man appeared from the wall. The Cyclopes took little notice of the man as if this was a regular thing.
"Well my friends, how far have we come on my requests?" The tone of the man was rather gentle, as if he really was talking with friends, which made the three one eyed monsters smile.
"We were just doing the finishing touches actually, all three of the requests are done, my lord."
"Ugh, what did I say about calling me lord? I told you, we are friends, and thanks to this I will soon get you out of this blasted place, I promise."
The 3 elders chuckled a bit at his attitude but none the less they approached each with their own object in hand and kneeled in front of him.
"Here you go, the items you requested. First two magical gauntlets, they can transform into any weapon you imaged and produce water from within them for you to control, they will also expand your control over water and earth 10 fold, but use that power wisely as it can be over used."
The man took the gauntlets, and put them on. A perfect fit, he could feel the water within them and his powers increasing. He thought of them as swords, the gauntlets lit up before transforming into double edge green blue blades. The man smiled and gave them a few swings, he moved with expert agility and swift motions in the restricted space that showed his skill. After his trial the man was satisfied so he returned the blades to their original form.
"The second item, a mask, much like the helm of darkness, it will allow you to control shadows and teleport within them. It will automatically transport you anywhere in a 10 mile radius, anything more than that and you will use your own energy to teleport successfully. I don't recommend you try to get to opposite sides of the world in a single try…"
The man chuckled. "Noted" He then took the mask and put it on. The mask shifted and adjusted to his face. His vision suddenly became clearer, sharper, being able to see through the shadow with no problem. He could also feel his own shadow moving and changing shape, this was an interesting power to say the least. Nico would be so jealous… The man thought for a second before he froze, memories from the past came rushing in. He quickly repressed them; it was not the time to think about that, he needed to focus.
"Finally, here is the final item." The third Cyclops handed the man a necklace. The man had a confused expression under his mask but didn't say anything as he put the necklace around his neck. After he let it set the necklace expanded and covered his entire body, within moments he had a mix Greek and roman armor that reached his neck. The Cyclops touched the armor and it transformed into casual cloth, a t-shirt and some jeans. But the man could tell they were not ordinary cloth.
"The necklace will change into any clothing you choose; there is a choice for every environment and occasion. The material will not suffer from friction; it is light, and nearly unbreakable, take care of it though, I doubt another one like it can be made."
The man looked at himself with his newly acquired tools. Finally it was his turn to act.
He suddenly moved forward and hugged all the three of the Cyclopes, the monsters tensed for a second, before relaxing into the hug. "Thank you my friends, this will not go unpaid, I will rescue you. Once I have the strength to do so, I will return and free you along with anyone else trapped in this cursed arena."
No one said anything, just relishing that single moment of comfort, probably the last one in a long while.
"You must go now, prove to us that we made the right choice to trust you."
The man nodded, he separated himself from his friends and turned around. A tear falling from his cheek, almost unnoticed but the three Cyclopes saw it clearly and from that alone they knew they had made the right choice.
And so the man banished in the stone all, leaving no trace of his presence, but that was about to change.
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In an island way above the earth a small figure laid in the sand as she saw the world below her through a mirror. She was saddened by the fate that came upon the world. She was angry at first, angry at the gods for not liberating her, angry at the heroes that promised to save her but never did. But as the years passed so did her anger as she saw what happened to the world below her. Despite her father being freed, she was ignored and left in the island. No more heroes came as the Giants and titans got rid of all of them. Now she got to enjoy solitude for the rest of eternity.
She suddenly heard some sounds from the trees behind her that made her jump and stand up. Then out of the trees came a figure propelling itself into the air and then crashing ungratefully on the sand a few meters away from her. She slowly approached the figure but then the figure stood up making her stop.
The figure seemed male, with a black sort of jump suit armor that showed a slim but strong body. He was 6 foot even and his face was covered with a hood, there was also an aura pulsating from him making him seem like a god of death.
"Long time no see calypso." The man spoke, and it made Calypso mind go on over drive. That voice, why did it sound so familiar? She had definitely heard that voice before but couldn't quite figure out where she had heard it before.
Seeing this reaction the man chuckled to himself. "Well it has been a while how about now," He took of his hood to reveal his face "Recognize me now."
Calypso's mouth almost hit the floor as she laid her eyes on the man in front of her. That messy raven, those piercing green eyes and that trouble maker smile that made her fall for him so many years ago. She was staring at the face of Percy Jackson.
"B-but, h-how… you… 100 years… the war… Gaea…" Percy placed a finger in her mouth to stop her rambling, mostly because she was bring memories from a time he wished not to remember.
"Easy, I will answer your questions eventually but first I am going to get you out of this island."
Calypso recovered herself and removed Percy's finger from her mouth. Her eyes were hopeful for a moment, filled with happiness to see this hero alive and well after so many years before her face fell.
"You cannot, I am cursed to this island, and despite the gods being imprisoned the magic of this Island still remains. How did you even get here? I man only finds this island once."
"Well long story short I tried to propel myself into the air with water cannon. The first 2 times nothing happened as I just feel back down, but the third time I shadow traveled in mid air. But since I am not an expert at it I kind of crashed against one of your trees and had a less than graceful landing."
Calypso was getting more and more surprised and confused by this once demigod. "What do you mean shadow travel since when do you have that power, and more importantly how are you even alive right now? You look no older than 20 after 100 years, where have you been?"
Percy was silent for a second as he put his hood back on, to hide any expression from his face. "That is a long tale, one that you may know if you choose to come with me. But be warned, you will not be able to return and it will be very dangerous as the giants will probably be aware of my existence and I intend of rescuing many more from their fate. Knowing that , are you willing to accompany me?"
Calypso was still confused on how he planned to get her out of this island. But his voice sounded so filled with confidence that she decided not to question him. She then thought about his request, to leave the island, to finally be free? She may not have the peace that she has had for the last 100 years, but no matter the consequences the answer was a no brainer, as she will no longer be alone.
She then rushed forward and hugged the demigod she fell in love with so long ago and started to cry on his shoulder. "Yes, please take me with you."
He patted her back and consoled her for a few seconds. "Very well, pack whatever essentials you can carry and met me here when you are ready."
She detached herself from his shoulder with a small blush and proceeded to her home to pack some cloth and food in a magic back pack along with a pouch at her waist with seeds from all the different plants of the island.
Once she was done she went back to the shore where Percy was waiting patiently looking at the sky. Once he noticed her, she couldn't see his expression since that hood still covered his face.
"Ready?"
Calypso nodded, still unsure of how he was going to get them both out. "You know shadow travel won't work right? The island will not allow me to leave no matter what form of magic you use unless the gods allow it."
Percy removed his hood to show a sly smile on his face. " And tell me, what happens if there is no island to stop the shadow traveling?"
Calypso didn't understand what first until it dawned on her what he meant. "Wait… you don't mean? How would…?"
"Oh yeah, that's exactly what I mean, so last chance, are you sure you want to come with me?"
The surprised and slight fear left Calypso's face, and instead it was filled with determination. She didn't really care for the island; it was only filled with sadness and loneliness. So she nodded.
"Very well, stay behind me and don't move, this will be the beginning of a great show to come."
Calypso obeyed and waited to see what he would do. He simply breathed in and out slowly a couple of times and then 2 gauntlets appeared on his hands. They started to shine as Percy too started to radiate a powerful green aura. The aura got stronger and stronger to the point that Calypso thought she was standing behind a god, perhaps someone stronger than a god. The Entire Island started to tremble from the mere power being produced.
After the energy seemed to reach a peak the trembling stopped, Percy let out a wild roar as he crashed both of his fists to the ground causing a massive shockwave to go forward destroying anything in its path except the small area around Percy and Calypso.
Calypso simply stared in awe as the island that was once her home started to crumble to pieces from the power that this demigod just displayed. Slowly but surely the island was no more, all crumbled to dust by the enormous blast of power that Percy displayed. Calypso was not standing in the middle of the sky in a mini island no more than 2 meters in diameter.
She turned to ask Percy how he had done that but she found him on his knees grasping for air.
"Are you alrihgt?"
"Yeah… just need to… catch my breath… Still getting used to these new powers, looks like I can't just spam the power… boomer…"
Calypso couldn't help but laugh at his care-free attitude despite the massive destruction he just caused like it was no big deal.
"Well then milady, shall we depart?" He offered her his arm which she gratefully took. He took that as his answers and enveloped them both in a shadow. Leaving the last floating rock to crumbled and left the once island Ogygia as nothing more than empty space.
However, unknown to Percy his roar and display of power used to destroy the island was heard or felt to some degree by every being. The giants mostly just felt a small tingle and quickly forgot all about it. The Titans felt something similar but those who had battle Percy before, especially Kronos felt something familiar about that tingle, and a bit of fear crept into their systems. They too quickly forgot it, however in the deep within the pit, everyone imprisoned god and immortal felt a warm and pleasant tingle, and one that if for a moment gave them a bit of hope. The three elder Cyclopes also felt this and the smiles they had threaten to split their faces as their last hope seemed to finally start paying off and they knew the world was about to change rather drastically.
A/N: Ta-Da! So there is the intro, teaser whatever you want to call it to the idea that has been buzzing around my head for the last couple of days. Now, will I continue this story? Well it depends on you reader really, right now my story Aztec Warrior is getting a lot of support, and since my writing time is limited I will probably just focus on that one. Then why upload a new story with such limited time as it is? Well, simply put, this story was taking inspiration away from Aztec warrior, that's part of the reason I took so long to upload chapter 5.
The only problem with this story is that I don't have and ending in mind, which really bothers me. Aztec warrior's ending is all set and done, so I can right with confidence as I know exactly where I am going. With this… I just thought of the basic premise, some items for Percy to use and a couple of badass fights, but that's it. So… who knows, if people really like then I will upload a couple more chapters, and just free write it to see where it ends up, but you my wonderful viewers decide.
Enough rambling, BYE!
Peace and calm,
Al red.