The Spirit of the Abyss
Proximity11
I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
CHAP. 1: DECEPTION
It was a moment of indecision, risk and absolute terror should it go wrong. Vibrant sea green eyes found the flickering bright blue eyes, those that fought back the glimmering gold eyes with immense effort. Fighting for control over the son of Hermes, the Lord of Time roared in agony, screamed in rage.
Luke Castellan's eyes were pleading, begging to end the Lord of Time's reign. The Son of the Sea God's hands trembled. His forehead dripped with sweat. The throne room's intensity increased and the temperature decreased at the Lord of Time's voice. The hearth crackled, the coals burning where his father was a few moments ago in a shimmering image, coming to the aid of the gods.
Typhon had just been chained, but the King of the Titans was yet to be compromised. A satyr, one that has been blessed by the Lord of the Wild himself, lay unconscious, swatted away minutes before. Wisdom's daughter sat alone with a broken arm, and stared with terrified startling grey eyes at the child of the eldest gods, waiting for the next move.
The cursed blade, the dagger that once belonged to Luke himself, weighed a thousand tons in the hand of the ocean's heir. It was as though millions of pounds of belief and faith had been put into this one blade by the daughter of Athena. Perhaps it was just Ares messing with him. Nevertheless, it was the moment to make a choice. The choice. The choice that no doubt the Spirit of Delphi and the Fates surely knew about.
As the Son of the Sea God was thinking about this, he thought of the last four years as they came back to him in flashes.
The first time he found out he was a demigod, a spawn of the gods. He remembered the first monster he had ever seen and also how he almost pissed his pants and how the goat boy grovelled, "FOOOOOOOD". He remembered his days at camp and his first quest.
The year after that, he had to rescue his best friend and gained an amazing new brother in return. He had met his first...no...second Cyclops for the first time. He had to make difficult choices but not as difficult as now.
And the next year, he had lost his other..er...best friend, Annabeth. He abandoned camp and went on a quest he wasn't supposed to go on just to find Annabeth.
His next year at camp was one of the most intense years. He saw his first glance at Kronos. Well...Thalia did. He discovered whose body Kronos was using. He remembered finding Pan and the Panic that helped defend Camp Half-Blood.
And the past week... He had lost Beckendorf and his whole city had been put to sleep. War has begun and now, he had to make the decision to end it or enhance it.
If he handed the blade over to Luke, Kronos can be defeated, there would be no more chaos, and the war would end.
On the other hand, he might as well give the blade to Kronos, as he was standing there…defenseless.
There was nothing for it. If he was to die, then he may as well die doing the right thing.
He stepped forward towards Luke and also most likely his imminent death. Luke took the dagger and glanced at the Son of the Earthshaker.
"You'll understand. Only I know where the spot is," he croaked.
He then unstrapped his armor and aimed at a spot under his armpit, a spot very hard to hit, even by accident. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stabbed.
It wasn't a deep cut, but Luke howled as his eyes glowed. His eyes weren't the only thing; his whole body radiated so much light, everybody looked away. As they did so, the Son of the Stormbringer felt something surge through him as if he gained renewed health, energy, and power.
When the three of them looked back, they were surprised to see no Luke but only Kronos' scythe. The Son of the Sea God stepped forwards and picked it up, careful not to touch the blade, knowing its consequences.
Suddenly he felt a sword's point touching the back of his neck, piercing his skin. Athena's daughter gasped.
No.
"You were a fool, Jackson."
A.N. I know this is a very small chapter because this is my first fan-fiction and would appreciate all the reviews given as well as PM's. I would like to state that the entire Percy Jackson and the Olympians franchise is Rick Riordan's and I own nothing. If you would like to tell me anything I could improve on or have any ideas that you want put to use, then PM me or tell me in reviews. Enjoy!