Percy Jackson: Shadows Rise

by SkyRunn3r

An ancient betrayal brought to light, plots amongst the Gods and a new prophecy could herald the end for the Era of the Gods, and Olympus as a whole. Annabeth and the remainder of the seven struggle to save their friends and family without Percy, he died in Tartarus. Or did he? How far will Percy go to save his family? Welcome to a darker PJO world, Enjoy!

19. Chapter 19: Clash Of The Titans Part I

Chapter Nineteen: Clash of the Titans Part I

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Annabeth 3 Days 10 Hours After Eripus

The sights, sounds and smells of New York were at the same time equal parts familiar and strange, Annabeth couldn't help but flinch at the dark alleyways, the loud noises and the overall chaos of Manhattan.

Everything still felt so surreal, like she wasn't really here.

She could smell the brimstone, taste the iron from her own blood on her tongue. Mixed together with the exhaust fumes, the trash and the smells of the river. It wasn't a pleasant mix, but anything was better than the air in Tartarus, a horrid concoction that burned your lungs and throat while it slowly killed you.

Her wounds still ached, a constant reminder that her life had hung by a thread even after Percy had brought her back… at the cost of his own, or so it appeared. But she refused to believe he was dead, not that she could get the mental image of Nyx stabbing him out of her brain.

Yes of course on top of all her other problems, she had to remember that of all things.

Tartarus had left a lasting impression on her, and that was before the Gods had forced her to relive what were now her worst memories. At least prior to their interference she had lived in ignorant bliss, for the few hours she was actually awake she thought miserably.

She was beginning to understand what her mother had said about the fragility of a mortal's mind.

Now she was aware of what she had been through, even if she couldn't remember it all. There were flashes, bits and pieces that would randomly click together in her mind as she thought back on the whole experience. It was disconcerting to say the least, to suddenly remember something so clearly, to experience it again as if for the first time.

It made any attempt at sleeping pointless, her short slumber in the throne room had been filled with nightmarish visions of Tartarus, she couldn't decipher if they were just that or if they were memories slowly returning to her. More importantly none of it was helping her figure out how to save Percy. She desperately clung to the hope that the Gods were wrong, but they weren't the only ones who had fully lost hope, most of the Seven, except for Piper seemed to believe that Percy was dead as well.

But he couldn't be, Percy didn't fight his way through all of Tartarus and kill a Primordial just to sacrifice himself to save her, that was just too cruel. Even for the fates.

No, instead Annabeth chose to believe that it was up to her, that she had to rescue him, that there was a chance. Because as long as she had that goal in mind, he wasn't dead. As long as it was her responsibility to save him she could, even for a little while. Pretend that things would be okay, when in reality she knew deep down that things would never be the same again.

She had taken some time after the meeting with the Gods to try and rest, no sense in showing up on Sally Jackson's doorstep at some ungodly hour before the sun even rose. Annabeth didn't really feel like telling a grumpy and tired Sally that her son was lost and possibly dead in Tartarus.

So instead when Piper, Jason and Annabeth left Olympus they first went to a small diner, in search of some food. 'Food' being the key word. The last few days had been harrowing and none of the demigods had eaten a proper meal in at least forty eight hours. They were all starving and at this point would have eaten anything that looked even remotely edible.

So they quickly settled for a place called The Morningstar Café in Midtown East. It was open 24 hours and was close enough to Percy's apartment that they wouldn't have to walk too far after they ate.

Neither Jason or Piper had said anything to her about Tartarus, but she could tell they wanted to. They kept glancing at her when they thought she wasn't looking, acting like nothing was wrong. Annabeth knew what was wrong and she was getting irritated with their childish behavior.

She had almost decked Jason when he had asked for possibly the tenth time if she needed to take a rest. Instead she had simply walked away from him faster while Piper had stifled a laugh and quickly followed suit.

Luckily they had sped up because as the sun rose that morning it was quickly hidden behind a dark veil of clouds, and several minutes before they reached the Café the skies had opened up.

They had arrived at the café soaked and out of breath, the stitch in her side hurt almost as much as her actual stitches Annabeth thought to herself with a stupid smile.

It was a dumb joke, the fact that she even thought of it was stupid. But it was something Percy would have said, and for that reason alone she almost whispered it to herself as she smiled through the pain and walked inside with Jason and Piper.

They quickly claimed a corner table and flagged down a waitress on the morning shift, who quickly walked over and politely took their orders.

Annabeth ordered an entire pot of coffee, with cream and sugars brought to the table as well as a fruit salad with a western omelet. Jason got a classic breakfast bacon sandwich and a latte, while the waitress flirted with him shamelessly. Piper got a vegetarian wrap and a coffee of her own, and then promptly leaned over and planted a kiss on Jason. Who looked around in shock, the pair had been arguing all day and he clearly had no idea what was going on Annabeth thought with a smirk.

Annabeth grinned even wider when she watched out of the corner of her eye as Piper and the waitress locked eyes for a moment, before the waitress walked off in a huff.

The service was quick, and within minutes they were sitting at their corner table hunched over their food, happily munching away as they stared out the window into the early morning quiet. Something that was so unusual in the chaos that was New York City, the one upside to the otherwise miserable weather brought with the heavy rainstorm.

For nearly two hours they sat in silence, getting refills on their coffee and waiting.

The first one to break the silence was Jason, as he looked out the window and clutched his latte in both hands.

"So, how do you think she's going to take the news?" Jason asked, taking a sip of his late as he did so.

"Jason… what the fuck… you cant just start with that…" Piper all but groaned out as she looked away from the son of Zeus.

"... it's a fair question Piper…" Jason said a note of anger in his voice.

"Sure… let's think about that for a second '' Piper said as she looked back at Jason "Hey , we just wanted to tell you that your son is dead… and it's kind of our fault. And sorry to rush you but, could you let us know how you feel about this?" Piper said in a mimicry of Jason's voice.

"How the fuck do you think she's gonna take it, her fucking son is missing in Tartarus!" Piper finished angrily as she raised her voice slightly, drawing a concerned look from the waitress, who Annabeth casually waved away with a smile.

Jason glared at Piper, opening his mouth to speak before Annabeth cut him off.

"You two need to cut it out, stop arguing before you draw any more attention than you already have" Annabeth said quietly, still grinning as she took a sip of her coffee. Enjoying the bliss as the warmth spread through her tired bones and she felt a surge of energy again.

She was going to make sure the camp nymphs kept coffee on hand from this point onwards she thought to herself.

"Sally is the nicest woman on the planet, she doesn't deserve this. But she deserves to know what happened to Percy." Annabeth started to say. "He fell into Tartarus, yes, but he is the greatest demigod we have. He will make it through this, it's just up to us not to lose faith in him." Annabeth said slowly as she sipped at her coffee.

"He protected me down there, I can remember that much. If he really did take down Tartarus, then I doubt Nyx could actually kill him. But Tartarus is beyond your worst nightmares…. And Percy's down there alone… W-without me.." Annabeth started to stutter as a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She felt a migraine break out as she leaned forwards and clutched at the bridge of her nose with one hand.

Not now she thought miserably, at least the last time she had flashbacks she had been alone. Taking a shower before they left Olympus. It had been horrific as she had been forced to relive the torment the Arai had inflicted upon her. Leaving her a sobbing mess in the corner of the shower as she begged for Percy to come save her. Only this time, unlike in her memory he hadn't come to save her.

She could feel the panic attack setting in as she struggled to keep a firm grip on reality. But even as she tried she could feel it slipping through her fingers.

Suddenly a thick green smoke began to roll across the floor as Annabeth recoiled from it in fear, almost screaming out in panic before she felt an ironclad grip on her wrist. Grabbing the knife from the table and spun around swinging her arm towards her attacker.

She wasn't in the café anymore, she was back there. Back in Tartarus, her nostrils flared wide as her heart raced in her chest. Raw panic tore at her throat and she almost bit through her lip in an effort not to let loose a scream as she was forced to relive yet another horror of the pit. Bits and pieces of a memory resurfaced as she clutched at her head in pain.

Percy was glaring at someone as a sea green aura sputtered into life around him. He raised his hand, and gestured towards a shadowy figure as an inhuman wail of pain and fear emanated from them. She could hear him speaking, his voice so unlike his normal kind hearted one. It was cold and harsh, cruel even.

Annabeth begged him to stop, and then she was rewarded with one final glimpse of him, as Percy turned to look at her, his face twisted with anger, his eyes blazing with power, then the green cloud vanished, the screaming stopped and Percy turned away from her.

But she couldn't forget the look in his eyes, something about it terrified her.

Like she had woken from a dream she snapped back to reality, mid lunge at her attacker and immediately jerked her arm to the side, releasing her grip on the knife, having almost stabbed Jason in the face. The knife instead was embedded in the wall beside his head as both Jason and Piper stared at her in wide eyed shock.

"... I'm.. Uh, I'm sorry…" Annabeth stammered out as she sat back down in her chair, eyes on the floor as her face burned with shame. She had almost just stabbed Jason in the face, just because he had touched her wrist.

The waitress was staring at them in open mouthed shock as were several other patrons in the café.

"It's time to go…. We've been here long enough anyway.'' Annabeth said with almost no emotion in her voice as she threw fifty dollars on the table and stood up alongside the other two demigods.

As Annabeth stepped out into the rain and started walking towards the Queensborough Bridge, she was left with nothing but her own thoughts. The rain hammering the ground drowned out the noise of the city.

"HEY! Annabeth!" Jason called out as he ran through the storm to catch up, Piper not far behind him. "Annabeth, HEY! Relax…. It's okay, I'm not mad, neither is Piper. Nothing happened, so there's nothing to be upset about" Jason said hesitantly as he looked at her.

"Jason look, I'm sorry about that… for a moment it was like I was back there.." Annabeth said as she shuddered slightly, although if it was from the cold rain or her memories she wasn't entirely sure.

"Annabeth, your reaction was totally reasonable, you were in hell and then died less than a week ago. No one is expecting you to be okay right now… but if you need someone to talk to. Both Jason and I are here for you." Piper finished as she looked at Annabeth sadly.

Annabeth let out a short mirthless laugh as she looked up at the sky, letting the rain fall on her face for a moment as she closed her eyes. "What's there to talk about Piper? Percy is in Tartarus because he had to save me. You can't begin to imagine what it's like… so if all I have to suffer are some flashbacks and some PTSD, I don't have any right to complain… not while he's still down there.`` Annabeth said quietly.

"...Annabeth, we watched Nyx kill him.." Jason said as he walked down the street, staying closer to the buildings and out of the open street where the rain was falling the hardest.

"No. We saw Nyx stab him, that's it. He wouldn't do that to me, Percy isn't dead and that's all there is to it." Annabeth replied coldly.

"Annabeth… I know you miss him, Gods know you love him, but denial like this isn't healthy… He was one of the greatest Demigods of our Generation and all of us are going to miss him. But none of us can sit around waiting for him to come save us. It's not realistic.`` Jason said quickly as a scowl appeared on Annabeth's face.

"Jason drop it" Piper said angrily as she walked beside Annabeth.

"It's fine Piper, it's not like either of you really understand what we went through down there." Annabeth said sadly as she waited for the lights to change so they could cross the busy intersection.

"Well then tell us…. We can't help you if you don't talk about it Annabeth." Piper said in a soft voice. "You don't have to suffer through this alone, all of us are here for you" she finished.

"Okay and how do I even start!?" Annabeth said almost furiously as she turned around and looked at Piper. "Do you want to hear about how awful it was? Or how I can't remember all of it and part of me isn't sure if I want to." she said as she gestured angrily at the other two.

"My memories could possibly help me save Percy, but I'm so fucked up right now that I wish I couldn't remember any of it!" she said as tears began to run down her cheeks, mixing with the rainwater.

"We were down there for weeks Piper… weeks wandering around in hell, and through all of it he protected me. It's probably the only reason I'm here, so how exactly do you intend to suffer through this with me? The knowledge that your boyfriend stranded himself in hell, and is currently missing at best, dead at worst." Annabeth all but snarled as she looked at Piper and Jason. "Your boyfriend is right there. So don't think you can possibly understand how I feel."

"Percy is where he is because of a mistake I made, and he had to sacrifice even more in order to fix it for me. I can't leave him to rot down there, if he's alive we are going to rescue him. And if he's dead…. Then we will bring him back so he can have the funeral he deserves." Annabeth declared as she looked at both of them, daring either one of them to contradict her.

Annabeth knew deep down that for Percy to have survived what Nyx did to him, the chances would be nearly impossible. But he had done that time and time again, and she was going to hold onto that hope as long as she could. It was all she had left of him.

The light changed color and Annabeth stormed off across the street, wiping at her eyes angrily with her sopping wet sleeve. Hearing Jason and Piper running after her once more as she quickened her pace slightly.

She didn't need them to coddle her, or to be there for her. What she needed was Percy back, it felt like someone had torn a chunk of her heart out, and just left her there. It ached, like a physical wound. She knew what the pit did to people, it changed you, and not for the better.

So the thought that her boyfriend, someone who was too good for this world to begin with, was trapped down there, alone and injured. Possibly dead even, at the mercy of the pit. It was too much for her fragile mind to handle at the moment.

So instead she shoved it to the back of her mind, just like she had with all the other stressful and emotional bullshit she had been dealing with for the past few days. She was a daughter of Athena, and now the most experienced demigod from the Greeks, she had a responsibility to her family. She couldn't afford to break down now.

"So… what did you see in the restaurant.." Piper asked cautiously as she and Jason finally caught up to Annabeth.

"I remembered something, that's all….." Annabeth said without emotion.

"Okay, and that made you almost stab Jason in the face. So maybe we should talk about it before you talk to Sally, just in case you remember something else and decide she's equally stab worthy?." Piper said carefully, looking at Annabeth intently as she did so.

"Well it wasn't a good memory, hell I don't even fully know what it was." Annabeth replied glumly. "I'm assuming it's a memory, but I really hope it was a nightmare, Percy was… well I'm not entirely sure what he was doing. But whatever it was, it was killing someone, slowly, torturing them."

"It's obviously a nightmare Annabeth, you're stressed and upset. But Percy wouldn't do something like that." Piper replied almost automatically. "I don't know how you can even think that he would…" Piper finished sadly as she looked at Annabeth,

"You don't get it Piper, you don't understand what it's like down there, it's kill or be killed." Annabeth said, sniffling slightly as she looked at the address of the various apartments they were walking past.

"Percy is the strongest demigod perhaps in all of history if you think he's alive down there then I believe you" Piper said with a small smile "Once Gaea is dealt with we will go get him, I promise"

"And if that was a memory and not a nightmare, if he's alive but he's not the same Percy we knew?" Jason said as he took a breath before speaking again "What do we do then? Do you really think Tartarus could affect him like that? Turn him into a killer?" Jason asked quietly.

Annabeth didn't have a reply.

"Jason what the fuck is wrong with you?" Piper shouted at him as she grabbed his shoulder and yanked him to a stop. "Why are you acting like such a jackass?

"What the fuck is wrong with you Piper!? You just promised you'd help her rescue Percy and we both know that isn't possible!" Jason responded angrily. "We watched him die! And people don't come back from the dead!"

"We don't know that Jason! Even Hera said we couldn't trust what we saw in Annabeth's mind. Hecate said someone had used 'old magic' and whatever they did tampered with her mind" Piper said angrily "

Piper and Jason were practically nose to nose as they were shouting at each other. "Why are you so determined for him to be dead!" Piper called out.

"I don't know, maybe because he is! And instead of Annabeth and my own girlfriend pining away after someone who is dead, I want you to focus on the here and now! So we don't end up like him!" Jason screamed back at her. "But, apparently that makes me the bad guy!" he finished angrily as he looked at her.

Annabeth was mostly ignoring them at this point, She genuinely didn't care if Jason or anyone else believed her for that matter. She refused to give up on Percy, just like he had refused to give up on her when she fell into Tartarus.

"Enough, both of you…" Annabeth said angrily as she looked between Jason and Piper. "I don't care what either of you believe, and regardless of if you come with me or not I will be going into Tartarus to bring him back, even if I have to do it alone." Annabeth said as she stopped walking.

"But none of that matters right now, first we need to talk to Sally and then we need to go back to camp and get ready to fight Gaea. We can talk about Percy and all this fucked up bullshit once we deal with the Gods mess… again." Annabeth said with finality as she looked between the two of them.

"Alright, whatever." Jason said dismissively as he sighed and looked away from Piper and Annabeth.

Piper looked at Annabeth apologetically as she walked up to her, "Sorry, I don't know why he's being so pig headed about this…." Piper commented as they turned onto the street which housed Percy's apartment.

Annabeth was about to reply, but she froze as she opened her mouth. Almost like a sixth sense, the second they stepped around the corner Annabeth knew something was wrong.

The air felt charged, and the scent of death hung heavy in the air, as did the strange tingle on her skin that the mist gave off when it was actively hiding something from Mortals.

"Heads up, somethings going on," Annabeth said quietly as they rounded the corner. Holding her hand out as she drew a long bronze knife, and a bronze shorts sword from underneath her jacket.

Jason and Piper both reached into their jackets, Jason taking out his golden Drachma and quickly flipping it into its Gladius form as Piper drew Katopris. Both of them were squinting to see through the rain what was going on. But Annabeth recognized the car, flipped on its side in the middle of the road.

She knew if she ran up and checked the hoof and hood, there would still be several Pegasus hoof prints stamped into it. There was glass and bits of rent metal scattered across the ground, as well as a body. Flat against the ground a dozen feet or so from the car.

Almost without realizing what she was doing Annabeth rushed across the street.

No, no, no! She thought to herself frantically as she slid to a stop by the body and flipped it over. She would have breathed out a sigh of relief had it not been for the fact that the body was Paul, and he had a wound from some sort of axe in his chest, he was clearly dead but the body was still warm so it couldn't have been there for long Annabeth thought to herself as she stumbled backwards from the body in horror.

"Who is it!?" Jason asked as he rushed past her and looked into the car. While Piper rushed over to the body to check for a pulse, which Annabeth knew she wouldn't find.

"... His name was Paul…. He's Percy's step dad…" Annabeth said haltingly as she tried to keep her breathing steady, trying to understand why on earth Paul of all people. A Mortal would be dead, and why the mist would be interfering with it.

"He's dead…" Piper said as she looked up sadly, her hands soaked in blood which was quickly being washed off by the rain.

"Fuck…. Well something hit this car pretty hard." Jason said as he ran his hands over a series of dents and holes in the car. Annabeth walked up to inspect it more closely as she noticed the clear outline of a large pair of curved horns.

"... It was the Minotaur… he hates Percy, although why he went after Percy's step dad I have no idea ..." Annabeth said in confusion as she looked at Jason who seemed equally puzzled.

"Uhhh guys?" Piper called out from behind them as Annabeth turned around and immediately jumped into a fighting stance. Seeing a half dozen Earthborn and several Cyclops standing in a half circle behind them, weapons drawn with cruel grins across their faces.

"Look at that boys, it's our next meal" The largest and ugliest cyclops said with a grin on his face, as he ran his thumb along the edge of a rather large cleaver he carried.

Almost as if it was on cue, Annabeth heard a scream of anger and rage from the apartment behind them, as several windows on one of the floors exploded outwards with a surge of energy. Followed immediately by crashing and shuddering as the bellowing roar of the Minotaur could be heard.

"Looks like he's having a little trouble with a woman and her baby" The cyclops laughed as he and the others began to walk towards the three demigods. "Guess once chow time is done we can go help him catch the woman, Gaea wants her alive after all. Nothing about the Kid, so we can call it desert" The cyclops said with a hearty laugh.

That was cut short when a dagger whistled through the air and slammed into the middle of his eye. Turning the laugh into a scream of pain as Annabeth rushed towards the monsters. Leaving a stunned Jason and Piper behind her.

Almost before the monsters had realized she had moved, closing the distance to their leader in a few strides before she swung upwards with all her might and chopped one of his arms off at the elbow. The monster howled in pain and shock as he tumbled sideways to the ground, Annabeth simply stepped to the side as he fell, then plunged the blade into his stomach. A quick twist and a jerk yanked it free as he began to dissolve into dust.

None of the monsters moved, neither did Jason or Piper. They simple stared at her in open mouthed shock as she leveled a murderous glare at the remaining monsters. "I killed dozens of your kind in Tartarus, get out of my way before I send you to meet them." Annabeth growled out as Jason and Piper snapped out of their stupor and rushed up to stand beside her.

The monsters looked at each other hesitantly before they hefted their weapons and let loose a series of war cries, then charged towards them.

"Alright, have it your way." Annabeth said darkly as the demigods rushed forwards to combat the monsters. Another scream rang out, except this time Annabeth made out some strange harsh words that hung in the air for a second. Then the west side of the building's third floor simply exploded outwards. Sending shrapnel and chunks of concrete raining onto the streets below.

"Holy shit!" Piper called out as she looked at the destruction.

"We don't have time for this, Sally could be dead before we get to her if we don't hurry!" Annabeth cried out in frustration as she blocked two wild swings from an Earthborn.

"Got it, Do your thing Pipes!" Jason cried out, immediately lifted into the air, raising both hands as he called down a large bolt of lightning to smash into the ranks of Earthborn at the rear of the group.

Piper ran past Annabeth, stopping in front of the monsters before looking at both of them sultrily. "Which one of you is the strongest?" Piper asked innocently as she held her knife in one hand.

Both of the monsters had stupid befuddled looks on their faces as they raised their hands. "How can you both possibly be the strongest?" Piper asked innocently as the two monsters turned to each other, their faces twisted with anger as they raised their weapons and began to beat each other to death with the blunt clubs.

Annabeth smirked at the ruthless way in which Piper used her charmspeak, wincing as a particularly loud crack rang out followed by a thud as one of the monsters dropped to the ground. "Good work, now stand still for a moment…." Piper said her voice was practically radiating power. That was followed up by a scream of pain and a tsk sound from Piper as the monster dissolved into dust.

Annabeth let loose with a wild flurry of blows, lopping two of the Earthborn's arms off as she stepped inside its reach and drove her sword clean through the roof of its open mouth and out the top of its head.

It had taken minutes for them to deal with the small group of monsters. In a short time, the street was empty, save for the three demigods. However the sound of sirens rang out in the distance as emergency services no doubt attracted by the explosions and lighting bolts raced towards the scene.

However it wasn't over, not by a long shot. Paul might be dead, but Annabeth would do everything in her power to make sure that Sally Jackson lived to see the sun rise the next day. If that meant she had to kill the Minotaur, so be it.

Nothing was going to get in her way as she took off at a sprint towards Percy's Apartment building which was still shaking under the continued impact and damage it was suffering from whatever was fighting against the Minotaur inside.

Percy, 4 Days & 35 Minutes After Eripus (28 In Tartarus)

Percy sat down, resting his back against the trunk as he sat on a particularly thick branch of an oak tree. Watching the small hill in the middle of the countryside a few hundred feet away from him, the powers that had come with taking over Umbra's domain had definitely come in handy. Percy grinned to himself madly underneath his helmet, he could see in the dark now. So he sat out of sight and watched the hill, his eyes picking up far more light than any mortal or demigod ever would.

It appeared to him like it was bathed in starlight, the shimmering silver light permeated the whole landscape. The hill was covered with several trees and a few boulders, nothing out of the ordinary for the area, but little would any random passerby know that in a few short minutes the armies of the Earth Mother would spill forth from the ground underneath that hill.

It was situated a short distance from both Camp Half-Blood and the Roman encampment, in fact he could see torches and lights from both in the distance. Percy checked his weapons and armor one more time, almost absent mindedly as he was mentally preparing himself for what he would have to do later tonight both during and after the battle. The sun had set nearly thirty minutes ago and he knew it wouldn't be long before the Titans launched their attack.

They thought they were the only hunters in these woods tonight, that they were the only ones ready to fight in the dark, they were wrong. Not only was Nyx's Herald here, but so were many of Umbra's pack, well, they were his pack now.

The majority of the great pack had remained in Tartarus, Both Nyx and Percy feared that Zeus would react poorly if Percy arrived at camp with thousands of hellhounds, while under the guise of the 'Herald of Nyx'. So instead Nyx had sent him with the strongest of the Great pack, some three hundred or so that were the largest and toughest the Hellhounds had to offer.

They were Umbra's personal retinue, each and every one of them was the size of a medium sized truck, and some of them were larger than even Mrs. O'Leary. This was his army tonight, a pack of ravenous wolves the size of Trucks, and he had to fight an army of Titans and other monsters.

That part was going to be easy, however the hard part was doing what both Nyx and Percy agreed had to be done.

'Killing Percy Jackson'.

Percy knew his friends, and Nyx knew the Gods.

They both understood one thing clearly, if his fate was left 'unknown' for the most part. His friends and possibly some Gods would come looking for him. Which given the state Tartarus was now in, would be madness at best, suicide at worst.

Beyond that simple fact, they would likely die before they traveled far enough into Tartarus to begin to unravel his fate. Even if they did survive, they would be well within the reach of the Lords and Ladies of Tartarus, who would soon be in open warfare with Nyx.

He couldn't let that happen to any of them, under any circumstances, Percy would do anything to prevent his friends suffering at the hands of those power hungry lunatics.

Nyx had sent several Envoy's to them shortly before Percy had left to deal with Umbra. He had been blessed enough to be present for the 'return of the final envoy'. Who had been dispatched to the Court of The Danaids, The dark elf Nyx had sent did not survive the return trip. Instead having been found tied to a strange circular iron wheel. Which had been found at the entrance of the House of Night.

The dark elf had been flayed and skinned alive from the looks of it, He had been bound to the wheel with chains and his body showed signs of further torture that Percy didnt want to even think about. His bones were broken, his eyes and teeth plucked out. It didn't even resemble a person anymore, the entire body was a mess save for the single spot in the center unmarred save for two words carved into his chest, 'Not Interested'.

Worst of all Nyx hadn't even seemed that surprised by their actions. Claiming that the Lords and Ladies of Tartarus were all equally vile. They comprised the worst of the worst when it came to Prisoners of the Pit.

Many of the Lords had been there almost as long as the Gods had been in power, some even longer. And they had established entire kingdoms to rule, some the size of entire countries in the mortal world. His friends would die very quickly in Tartarus at the moment, and if it meant he had to do some bad now, to save their lives? He could live with that.

It didn't mean he had to like it though.

Gaea had brought the Titans too close to the camp for Percy to engage them without raising the alarms at either the Roman encampment or the Greek Camp. Beyond the simple distance issue, Nyx was under the belief that there were enough of them that the possibility they would split into two groups was too great to ignore. If One headed after the Romans and another headed towards the Greek camp Percy would be hard pressed to protect both.

They knew Gaea was going all in, Nyx's scouts had told him that her army was somewhere around seven or eight thousand in all, with several Drakons, and scores of Laistrygonian giants and earthborn. This would mean that the majority of her forces were here instead of in Greece, save for the giants and her elite warriors. Which further added to the danger of the situation as not only would the Demigods be caught by surprise but they would be heavily outnumbered.

Nyx wasn't entirely sure why the Gods seemed unaware of this fact, Percy had even sent some of the hellhounds to check the perimeter of both the camps and they appeared to be on alert, but by no means did they appear ready for a full blown battle tonight. Nyx was right, they were going to be caught unawares. He mentally cursed Apollo and the rest of the Gods for their incompetence, if not for Nyx's intervention by sending him he was sure this would have ended in a bloodbath for his fellow demigods.

Not that tonight was going to end happily for anyone Percy thought angrily, His eyes were dark with rage at the plan for tonight, but unfortunately it had been a good one.

Nyx had decided how she wanted this part of her plan enacted, and he had to give it to her. The Primordial of Night thought ten moves ahead, he assumed she would be good at chess, but then again. Anytime Annabeth had tried to teach him the rules he had gotten rather confused. However as Nyx had explained it Gaea was likely attempting to flush him out, she knew that with his blood she would awaken nearly at full power instantly, and with it timed on the feast of spes the latent energy of the important date would make the spell all the more powerful.

An attack on the camp served two purposes, it would rob the Gods of their army, and possibly flush out Percy if he was alive. Gaea had been hunting after him for a while, and Nyx suspected that Gaea had somehow found out about his heritage. She wasn't sure how, but it had to be assumed that Gaea knew about the latent power in his blood when she had started attempting to convert him to her side.

Well bonus points for that one working, Percy thought with a sad smile. However unfortunately for Gaea and the Titans here tonight it was going to backfire spectacularly. He would make sure of that, he couldn't afford to let her get what she wanted. The Ardwyrian and Godly blood that flowed in his veins, he was one of a kind so to speak.

Nyx told him flat out if enough of his blood was drained that yes, not only would Gaea awaken, she would awaken at nearly full power, able to crush the Gods with a simple wave of her hand if she so desired.

However even with the risk, Nyx had still sent Percy to the surface.

Nyx wanted to send a message to Gaea and the Gods. She wanted to tell them who the real ruler of Tartarus was, and so it was decided that rather than attempt to take the armies out in secret. Percy was to make a spectacle of this, the Gods would not be able to directly interfere, due to the demigods' involvement, instead forced to watch so he had no worry in that regard. Just a few Titans, nothing else would be able to lay a finger on him, he was pretty confident of that.

Nyx had given him clear instructions; however, he was to avoid revealing who he was at all costs, Gaea and the Gods could not know of this until the last minute or the ruse would fail. To that end Nyx had given Percy some instructions.

They were not pleasant.

Today he was going to have to give it up, the one thing that had been with him through all his journeys and trials. Riptide. The sword was wrapped in dark cloth and strapped to his back under the shield.

Riptide was Percy Jackson's sword, and for the foreseeable future he wasn't Percy Jackson. Percy Jackson was dead.

If the 'Herald' of Nyx was running around swinging this sword about, word would eventually get out of Tartarus and it would become clear very quickly who he was. Beyond that, what Nyx wanted him to do was near sacrilegious, he could see almost no way that the Gods would forgive him for what he was going to do. Then again, he had already sworn an oath to a primordial, unleashed a bunch of their ancient enemies sort of by accident and brought someone back to life. So chances are they were gonna be pissed at him regardless.

But Percy had to agree with her that it would make it incredibly clear to all parties present that Tartarus was closed to everyone. Burning down a cabin in camp would do that, burning down the Poseidon cabin, well that was going to send one hell of a message, he thought bitterly.

Tonight was going to suck, in so many ways but if he did his job right, Gaea would lose the support of many of the monsters in Tartarus, who would be too terrified to cross Nyx when he was done with this display.

The lords and ladies of Tartarus will have been given a clear display of his power and that of Nyx herself.

Not to mention none of his friends would try for a rescue and end up getting themselves killed in the hellhole Tartarus had become. He visibly winced at the thought, while it had only been four or so days for everyone on the surface. He had spent nearly a month in Tartarus already, Nyx had not been exaggerating when she spoke of Legions of monsters within the depths of the Pit.

Nor had she exaggerated when she said there were some still loyal to Tartarus, however just as many lesser monsters sought to claim the Throne of Tartarus for themselves. The great pit had turned into a warzone, Warlords had already struck up alliances amongst themselves and soon enough the war for the throne of hell would begin.

The Lords and Ladies of the Pit had begun to form their own alliances, and as he had promised Nyx once he was done here. Once he had saved his friends and family one more time, he was going to wage a war for her in hell.

Percy took in a deep breath, almost savoring the air which almost tasted sweet compared to the air in Tartarus. "Seven years…." he muttered to himself darkly as he looked up at the night sky, his eyes cast in the direction of his home. Camp Half-blood.

Tonight was Nyx's opening move as she described it, and more specifically his debut as her Herald. However, as the moon reached its zenith in the sky, he heard the sound of earth rumbling as the side of the hill collapsed inwards, forming a large tunnel exit. A rumbling could be felt in the ground as suddenly dozens of monsters began to exit the tunnel.

The army of Gaea had arrived.

Thousands of monsters poured out of the ground. The army was smaller than the one he had faced at the doors of death, however he couldn't exactly call on a primal sea to vaporize 95% of them this time. Furthermore he wasn't fighting one Titan, he was going to be fighting six.

He studied the forces, dozens of large Hyperborean giants and several particularly nasty looking Drakons appeared to be the worst of the monstrous forces Gaea had managed to summon. There were hundreds of Telkhines and Cyclops, as well as what appeared to be a few hundred dracane archers. However what concerned him most was the presence of feral looking centaurs, with long wild horns carrying weapons and wearing battle armor. They were new.

The six titans emerged last, the entire process of getting the army out of the tunnel in the ground took perhaps twenty minutes. Very quickly the titans merged to converse amongst each other before they split up and separated into two smaller forces, each around three or four thousand or so monsters with three titans, if he had to wager a guess.

Koioss, Krios, Lelantos, Perses, Oceanus and Pallas all stood before him.

Koios stood nearly ten feet tall as did his brothers, his body covered in dark black armor leaving only his head exposed. The armor was carved with intricate runes, and engravings, its chest piece dominated by a single diamond as large as Percy's fist. His face was haughty and arrogant, his skin a pale blue and framed by his white hair. He wore a helmet in the likeness of a bear and carried a single greatsword that was almost comically large. Nearly as tall as the Titan himself.

Krios wore similar black armor, although it was unadorned by any runes or markings, his helmet covered his entire head and was shaped in the likeness of a ram, complete with horns and a face plate with a slit for his eyes. However his helmet, similar to Percy's had a design on the forehead between the eyes, Except for Krios it was a ring of stars, thirteen in total. He held a large greatsword at his side casually as he stood beside the others.

Lelantos waited calmly for the others, wearing a simple green chiton. However that was overlaid with various furs and other leather armor. He had several knife sheaths strapped to his thighs and arms as well as a large axe hung about a loop on his belt. This was in addition to the six foot tall golden bow that he held at his side and the quiver of arrows on his back. He had Auburn hair and bright green eyes that almost matched the color of his chiton. Two large wings, reminiscent of an eagle, were folded neatly against his back, and Percy doubted they were ornamental.

Perses wore a set of dark armor, similar to that of Koios and Krios, however it left his arms which rippled with muscle bare. His skin was a pale gold color and his red eyes sparked with rage not unlike Ares himself. His hair was black and cut close to his head and the only adornments he wore consisted of two bracers around his wrists, which were decorated with intricate runes and gold inlay. He had casually slung a massive Warhammer across his shoulders as he looked about the army almost with disinterest.

Oceanus stood the tallest of the Titans there, and the eldest child of Gaea practically radiated power. He wore a set of intricate fish scale armor not dissimilar to his fathers. However Oceanus's armor was a rich blue color, and each scale shimmered in the starlight like little jewels. Two large serpents were wrapped around his arms and he carried a large trident in one hand. His sea green beard and long wild hair reached his chest and shoulders respectively and his eyes which were a similar shade of green to Percy's own sparkled with excitement.

Pallas again, wore matching black armor to that of his brothers, however his was trimmed with Red. His gauntlets and greaves were intricately carved with glyphs and his helmet was a classic Greek style. He carried a large sword on his hip, as well as a shield and spear. All in all he was the smallest of the Titans but Percy knew that his domain of warfare would make him a deadly threat.

The Titans split the army quickly and efficiently, Krios, Koios and Lelantos taking a large group of monsters towards the Greek Camp. While Oceanus, Pallas and Perses took the other half towards the Roman camp.

"Fuck" he cursed to himself silently as he watched them begin to move, Nyx had been worried about this outcome. If he moved on either army too soon he risked the other seeing him and coming to assist. He was confident he could beat them one or two at a time. If all six attacked him, he would likely be hard pressed, and he would rather not forget who he was before it was all over he thought with a grimace on his face.

He might not be able to die, and his injuries heal faster than others, but there was a cost that he was becoming all too familiar with experiencing. This all ran through his head as he tried to time the distance it would take the two armies to approach the camps in his head. Not math he was great at but he figured they would be joining the battle in five minutes. It was about time for him to wake everyone up.

With a sigh he stood up, stretching out his shoulders as he leaned back and fell off the branch, quickly flipping over so he landed on his feet before setting off at a sprint after the monsters who had just passed this way. Choosing to follow the group headed towards Camp Half-Blood which was the less well defended of the two camps.

As he ran through the darkness, he could hear the heavy footfalls of dozens of large creatures stampeding through the woods beside him. "Get to the Romans, make a shit ton of noise and wake 'em all up, and then avoid contact with the roman demigods at all costs." Percy growled out as one of the largest shapes, the size of a mini van moved up beside him. His eyes flashing a bright green under his helmet as the wolf looked right at him. "Kill as many of Gaea's army as you can, but don't get caught in a pitched battle, and listen for my orders" Percy finished

A short growl followed by a bark was the only reply he got as suddenly the several dozen shapes around him vanished in the blink of an eye. For a moment there was quiet as he neared the edge of the forest, the open plain leading to Thalia's Tree directly ahead of him.

The monsters had gathered on the field and were preparing to charge when the howls started in the distance. Hundreds of hellhounds picked up the call until the air was alive with the braying of the hounds of night. The monsters ahead of Percy seemed confused as within seconds horns rang out in both camps. Alerting the demigods within to the fact that something lurked in the darkness.

Koios and Krios and Lelantos visibly shook with rage as they called for their army to charge, suddenly the air was alive with the roars of a thousand monsters as the ground shook under their fierce charge.

"Oh no you don't" Percy said with a growl as he rushed forwards, gathering his power as he ran towards the edge of the forest. When he burst through the trees he crouched for a split second as he released the energy his father gifted him, the ground under his feet shattering apart in a spider web like design as Percy launched himself into the air.

His trajectory was roughly on point, but it's not like he needed to hit a small target he thought to himself with a smile as he pulled the Hoplon shield off his back and clutched his spear tight in his hand. Shifting his body so the shield was in front of him as he slammed into the middle of the crowd of monsters.

Like a wrecking ball he smashed into the mass of monsters.

He collided directly with the back of a cyclops, with the sound reminiscent of a tree snapping in half the cyclops back broke in similar fashion. His body absorbed most of the impact as Percy rolled with the motion, coming to rest on one knee as he plunged his spear into the back of another cyclops, sending the point of his spear tearing through its guts and bursting out its chest.

With a vicious yank Percy tore the spear free, before spinning it about and lifting his shield to catch a cyclops's club in the air. With a grin under his helmet he quickly rotated his shield, the section which had been cut out snagging the cyclops's weapon and driving it to the ground as it looked at Percy just in time to receive the sharp end of the spear dead center in his eye.

Suddenly it was as if the monsters realized he was there all at once, a roar broke out amidst them as dozens of monsters either dove away from him in terror, or met their death at the hands of the Midnight black warrior.

Percy was fighting at a level that most people couldn't comprehend, already he had been talented, but with the power gifted to him by Eko and Thaye, and the Domain he had taken from Umbra he genuinely felt unstoppable. His command over water had become so natural he barely had to think. He could practically see everything around him, he could feel the way the moisture in the air moved as they did. He could sense the water in their bodies, in their blood pumping fiercely.

A dracane rushed towards him lifting a curved sword as Percy punched out with his shield. He still needed to get used to how strong he was after he had inherited Umbra's domain. This was made evidently clear when the edge of his shield split the dracaena's head in half.

The snake-like creature's limp body stuck on his shield for a moment, as it twitched and blood ran down his arm.

His senses were dialed up to a thousand and his body felt muscles felt like loaded guns, figuratively speaking. As much as he wished he wasn't excited for the fight against the Titans, he was. For the first time he was going to get to cut loose on something without having to worry about his curse acting up.

He had a lot of stress and anger he needed to get out of his system. And lucky for him six immortal punching bags decided to show up, right on time.

A roar was heard as several cyclops charged him, swinging spiked clubs as they charged him, their weapons swinging about blindly.

"Ignari" Percy called out with a grin as he focused on the charging group, channeling the Aetherium freely as he did so.

Almost instantly a roaring pillar of fire erupted around the dozens of monsters who shrieked and wailed piteously as the night sky was illuminated by the huge flames. The column of fire rushed out away from him towards the shores of the lake. Like some hungry animal, devouring everything in its path as the roaring crackle of the flames drowned out almost all noise.

He may have put a little much into that percy thought with a shrug, but it's not like there was anything between him and the lake. Just open fields so he could afford to cut loose as long as he kept it clear of the Roman and Greek sides respectively.

Suddenly he felt the moisture in the air behind him slightly, almost unconsciously stepping to the left, as a massive sword slammed into the ground, having missed his ear by inches. Percy spun to his left, extending his arm and slamming the rim of his shield off the handle of the sword, and was rewarded with a sickening crunch and a wail of pain from his opponent as Percy broke most of their fingers.

Continuing his rotation he stepped forwards and stabbed out with his spear, his target? Koios. The titan was off balance and unarmed as his sword was still stuck in the ground. Percy knew that his domain of foresight was going to be a problem, however Percy had a plan for that.

His thrust quickly struck home, as he drove the point of his spear deep into Koios' gut, a scream of pain rang out as Ichor gushed out from the wound. A savage twist and pull ripped the weapon free of the Titan as Percy took a step back, his eyes never leaving Koios' face.

With a pained howl, Koios stumbled backwards, one handheld out defensively in front of him, the other holding his stomach as ichor pumped between his fingers. Percy stood still, his shield held still by his side, the spear hanging limp, the tip inches from the ground as he stared down the Titan of Foresight. His eyes glowing green locked with the Titan as he grinned under his helmet, "Oh this is gonna be fun". Percy snarled.

The Titan looked at Percy in rage until his gaze traveled upwards and saw the crest on his helmet. All at once Koios went pale, taking several steps backwards as Krios shoved his way through the crowd of monsters.

"What is taking so long brother!?" Krios shouted to Koios as he approached, drawing a Greatsword and glaring at Percy. "Who is this ingrate who would dare to interrupt our army?" He finished with a shout.

"Brother… his helm…." Koios said slowly as he returned to a defensive stance and watched Percy warily.

"... Who is this?" Krios roared out as he walked forwards, drawing the massive Greatsword he used as he stalked towards Percy. Krios took the time to look at Koios's wounded stomach before snorting as he turned back to Percy.

"As if you would allow some pathetic excuse for a- urgk" Krios started to say as he suddenly stopped moving.

Percy's eyes were flashing bright green under his Helmet as he looked at the Titan. "You are in for one awful day Krios" Percy said with a grin as he tightened his hold on the Titans blood. "I need a few minutes with your brother, preferably without you"

Then with a simple wave of his hand, Krios flew backwards, smashing through a dozen or more monsters as he was launched away from Percy howling in pain. Several resounding booms were heard as he tossed the Titan aside like an unwanted toy. His body ripping trees from the ground as he crashed into the forest.

No one moved a muscle, every monster practically trembling in fear after they had watched a Titan be tossed aside so casually. Percy looked back at Koios who was watching him, his whole body tense with anticipation as the Titan threw both of his hands forwards. A strange white glow appeared between them as two projectiles roared out towards Percy, slamming into his shield with such force it felt like his arm had been broken. Both of the blasts dispersed enough energy around him to crack the ground, spraying rocks and dirt around him in a cone.

Just like that the spell was broken as Koios lunged forwards, reaching out for the handle of his sword once again, screaming out in rage as a blast of energy ripped out from around the Titan. Percy was launched backwards, his feet digging trenches in the ground as he refused to be blown off his feet. His newly acquired strength and reflexes had already come in handy he thought with a smile.

That vanished quickly, as Koios dashed towards him, launching a series of rapid fire slashes which crashed into Percy's shield or the ground around him. Which quickly began to crack and crater under the raw power that the Titan was putting into the strikes.

Cyclops and Dracane made attacks at him whenever Koios took a step back, but Percy was Death incarnate. They were nothing but sheep to the slaughter before him and everything that came within ten feet of him was rapidly reduced to a shimmering ple of dust.

Like some intricate dance Percy spun as he moved about Koios, his spear a blur as it danced around him, thrusts, slashes and blocks seemed to be happening all at once as Percy fell into a rhythm. He could sense the next attack before he could even see it, he could feel it in the air he thought with a smile. So blocking it, or attacking before they could even strike, that was child's play.

He turned sideways to avoid a thrust by Koios and then promptly threw his shield right at the Titan, being rewarded with a howl of rage as it sunk several inches deep into his chest. Immediately Percy lifted his foot and slammed it into the ground, sending a ripple out across the earth around him. Knocking everything around him to their knees in a heartbeat.

Koios immediately reached for the shield with his free hand as his face twisted in Agony, as his sword crashed to the ground. However just as quickly Percy leapt forwards, thrusting his spear straight through Koios's hand, into his shoulder and then out his back.

Koios's scream of pain and rage was cut short as Percy slammed into him, blasting the air from his lungs as the two crashed into the ground. With practiced ease Percy rolled to the side of the thrashing Titan and drew the sword given to him by Nyx with a quick flourish.

Promptly slashing the sword across Koios' face with a single swipe, blinding the Titan in an instant as he tilted his head to the side and the titan was lifted into the air. His limbs bending in strange directions as inhuman wails of pain erupted from his bruised and battered body. Controlling ichor was no different than controlling the water in the air Percy was starting to realize. Several sharp cracks were heard as Koios' limbs bent in strange directions and with a sigh Percy released his hold on the Titan.

Whose body dropped like a sack of bricks to the ground with a dull thud.

The monsters were slowly regaining their feet around him as they looked at each other hesitantly, waiting to see who would step forwards first. However, unluckily for them Percy was supposed to make a show of this, and he knew exactly what he wanted to try.

He drew on the powers of his birth, supplementing them with Eko's blessing as the sky above the camps suddenly roiled with pitch black clouds. The moon and stars completely cut off as the night faded away, only to be replaced with pitch black darkness.

Suddenly a deep booming roar was heard as lighting roared across the sky, illuminating the battlefield for an instant. Then the skies opened up and rain thundered down from the heavens in a torrential downpour.

A Sea Green aura pulsed into life around him as the winds picked up, lighting rattling across the sky like fireworks as several twisters began to descend from the heavens. He felt a rush of exhilaration unlike anything he had before, this storm was on a scale not unlike that of his father.

The monsters scattered in a panic as the winds tossed them into each other, the rain blinding them and the not so occasional bolt of lightning slamming into the ground, blinding dozens and killing a few at the same time.

A distant roar, like that of a train picked up, followed by another and another, until finally there were nearly a half dozen twisters swirling about the ranks of Koios and Krios' forces. The smaller monsters like Dracane and Telkhines were tossed into the air, sometimes hundreds of feet before they plummeted down to their deaths. For the larger monsters such as the Giants, Cyclops and Drakons the storm was more of an impairment than a hazard.

He heard a groan from behind him as Koios struggled remove the spear from his right shoulder and left hand, with only his right arm. However he appeared to be having next to no luck as Percy walked up towards him. "Would you like a hand with that?" Percy asked casually as Koios turned and spit in his direction.

"Or not.." Percy replied as he kicked Koios in the face, several of the Titans teeth flying out of his mouth with the impact as his head snapped back and he slid across the ground on his side.

He was so focused on the Titan in front of him and building up this storm he almost didn't react to the arrow flying at him until it was too late. Throwing himself to the side as it grazed his arm, drawing a shallow cut along the outside of his bicep. Before slamming into the ground behind him with the force of a ballistic missile.

"YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR THAT" Krios screamed with rage as he charged forwards, hefting a massive sword above his head as ichor streamed down his arms and legs. No doubt the wounds he had received from his none to gentle landing in the forest.

The titan rushed forwards swinging his sword wildly as he tried to slice Percy in half, Krios was slower than Tartarus, but unfortunately for Percy, Lelantos was situated somewhere behind him firing arrows at a blistering pace in his direction.

Forcing Percy fully onto the defensive as he tried to avoid the deadly four foot long arrows and the sword Krios was swinging about with wild abandon. It didn't seem to matter to him if he hit monsters or Percy, as long as he hit something.

Percy could feel the muscles in his legs strain slightly as he parried another series of blows, protecting his chest from the massive sword and doing his best to avoid the arrows where he could as he continued to concentrate on the moisture in the air around him.

Freezing it solid into a thousand sharp bladed knives in the air around him.

Then he willed all of them to scatter into the gale force winds, like shrapnel from a grenade.

The results on the closely packed monsters were horrific, as blood and guts immediately soaked the ground. Accompanied by the wails of dozens of fatally wounded and dying monsters. Koios was lucky in the fact that his armor protected him well enough.

Krios on the other hand simply let loose a blast of raw power as the ice knives disintegrated in the air. Unfortunately for Krios Percy simply endured the blast, standing his ground and dashing straight the the Titan

A blast of pressure roared out from around Percy as he rushed towards Krios, the titan barely having time to get his sword up to block the vicious swing that Percy launched at his head. Leaping into the air as he did so.

With a resounding crash and the sound of metal groaning under the strain Koios was driven to one knee. The ground cratered around him as the two of them clashed in the center of the army.

Percy felt a change in the moisture in the air behind him, as a cyclops rushed towards him, seeing him otherwise occupied with Koios and thinking that it would be a good time to bash his skull in with its club.

Unfortunately for the Cyclops Percy knew exactly where he was.

The club came swinging, whistling through the air as it sped towards Percy's back, he simply let go of his sword and dropped out of the air. Listening with a grin as the Club shattered off of Krios' chest.

Hitting the ground Percy rolled between Krios' legs before standing as he spun around behind him. Then Percy channeled his power reaching up and grabbed the already off balance Krios from behind around the waist. Roaring out as he lifted the Titan clean off the ground and tilted backwards. Slamming him off the ground with an impact that shattered it for dozens of feet in every direction, and left Krios buried shoulder deep in the ground, groaning weakly.

Releasing his hold at the last second he scrambled to the side, standing up as the Titan impacted the ground with the force of a small bomb.

The cyclops who had hit him in the chest stood there, his mouth open in shock as he stared at the shattered club in his hands. However his look of shock quickly morphed to one of terror as Krios' sword came spinning out of the cloud of dust end over end.

Then it slammed into the monster's chest, taking it clean off its feet as Percy stepped out from the dust cloud. Quickly wiping some dust off his shoulder as he looked about him with a wild grin.

As he stepped clear of the dust cloud which was rapidly dispersed by the gale-force winds whipping around the area he heard a sound not unlike that of a cannon being fired off in rapid succession as he darted forwards.

Moving with a blinding speed as he almost disappeared, right as several arrows slammed into the ground right where he had been standing. Incinerating the area and leaving nothing but a smoking crater where he had been standing.

"STOP RUNNING AND FIGHT!" Lelantos roared out from the air nearly forty feet above Percy, his wings extended as he struggled to stay steady in the middle of the storm.

"How about you come down here and fight me instead?" Percy called out from the ground.

"NO, I'm not Interested in fighting you like that, not after what you did to my brothers '' Lelantos replied with a grin as he notched another arrow in his bow. "I'm far more comfortable killing you from up here, if you would just stop moving, it would speed the process up significantly."

"Well I guess I can do you a favor, since you're so 'Comfortable' up there" Percy replied, his voice heavily laden with sarcasm as he prepared himself, tensing the muscles in his legs as he gathered his power.

He held out his hand as the sword Nyx had gifted him rattled on the ground for a moment, before soaring through the air towards his outstretched hand.

Then in an instant he seemed to simply vanish, the ground where he had been standing shattered like glass as he rocketed into the air, appearing beside Lelantos in an instant. His sword already midway through a strike as Lelantos tried to spin away from him in terror.

However it was too little, too late. As Percy swung his sword downwards and cut Lelantos' arm off at the shoulder. Slicing clean through the armor, flesh and bone. He had put so much force into the blow, that the impact alone threw Lelantos back towards the ground. Where he slammed into it with devastating force, a series of grinding pops and cracks echoed out as his wings crumpled under him during that crash landing.

However Percy was unfortunately vulnerable while falling through the air, something he learned in an instant as he felt a sudden movement inches from his side, turning just in time to see the blinded Titan Koios hit him in the chest with his sword.

A pain like someone had just pressed a burning iron to his skin drew a scream from his lips as Percy was thrown from the air. Slamming into the ground and skipping across the surface before plowing a small trench nearly twenty feet into the side of a hill.

He felt the burn of his curse mark activate as his side quickly began to stitch back together, the cut had been several inches deep and he had no doubt that if not for the curse he would have died several seconds after slamming into the hill.

"I AM GOING TO FLAY THE SKIN FROM YOUR BONES '' Koios roared out in anger as he swung his sword blindly in Percy's direction. Stumbling towards him with rage as the ground around him shattered, his aura, a blinding white light shimmering around him as he looked straight at Percy.

"I CAN SEE EVERY MOVE YOU MAKE BOY… AND I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET CROSSING BLADES WITH ME!" Koios screamed as another pulse of energy rushed across the open field towards him. The Titan then ripped Percy's spear free of his shoulder and tossed it to the ground.

At first Percy had been confused, but upon seeing the bloody mess that was Koios' hand, it became clear that he did not free his hand, he just ripped it off the spear, likely severing tendons and possibly worse in the process.

Percy stepped out of the crater that was the remainder of the hill, lifting one arm as he did so. He didn't even have to concentrate hard as the water molecules in the air hardened into layer after layer of Ice. Koios' blast wave smashed them apart one after another. Until finally the winds picked up and swept the dust and debris from the air revealing a very much alive Percy.

His armor was dented and scratched but he appeared otherwise unharmed as he stepped forwards gripping his sword tightly in one hand.

An explosion of dirt and rocks behind him was all the warning he needed that Krios had not only regained consciousness but freed himself from the ground as well.

Lelantos was still a crumpled heap on the ground several dozen yards behind Koios, but he was beginning to stir, his remaining arm already reaching weakly for his bow.

Percy didn't wait for the monsters to start monologuing. Instead he concentrated on the storm, he could feel the tugging sensation in his gut as he bent nature to his whim. Lighting raced across the sky as Koios and Krios looked at each other warily, drawing their weapons together as they walked forwards.

The twisters around him seemed to intensify, and if anything the rain and winds became even more fierce as Percy grinned at the Titans and the monster army. All of whom were looking around them in abject terror.

They were smack dab in the middle of a full blown hurricane, Lighting racing across the sky as even the larger monsters started to lose their footing, being tossed into each other, or worse. The air, where a death by electrocution, suffocation, or bludgeoning await them.

A wall of wind separated them from the outside world as Percy fed more and more energy into the storm, relishing in the power he felt as he used it to annihilate the army around him. He walked forwards, at a steady pace cutting down anything that got in his path as he closed in on the wounded Titans.

His aura was flaring around him, and to those he was cutting down he appeared every bit the unholy avenger straight from their nightmares itself. A grim reaper weaning black armor, covered in blood and monster dust as he relentlessly marched through them. No wound or injury seemed to slow him and he possessed enough power to face the Titans on even ground if nothing else.

A small group of Cyclops tried to stand against him, raising their weapons and bellowing out war cries as he approached, simply lifting his hand as several blades of water rushed forwards and sliced the Cyclops to pieces.

Percy wasn't having fun right now, no he was mad. He could feel how the curse had eaten away at his mind. Ate away at his memories, and right now that was all Koios' fault, and Percy was going to make the Titan beg for mercy before he was done.

"KOIOS!" Percy screamed in anger as arcs of arcane energy leapt off his skin, gouging small trenches in the ground around him as the remains of the monster army was now focused on getting as much distance as possible from the enraged Herald of Nyx as possible.

The three Titans in question stood huddled together as Lelantos threw his damaged bow down in disgust, drawing his axe. Clustered around the Titans were a small contingent of Earthborn and Cyclops, as well as a few of the Laistrygonian giants.

The rest of the army was in shambles, the monsters running about in a panic as they tried to find their way out of the superstorm Percy had created.

As Percy walked towards them the anger he felt grew, the storm almost seemed to shudder in anticipation. "Koios, I'm going to rip you to pieces for that" Percy growled out as the air around him hummed with power.

"You're arrogant if you think that you can beat all three of us, We are TITANS! This planet belongs to us!" Krios roared as he looked at Percy.

"No it belonged to you, then the Gods kicked your asses, just like I'm about to" Percy replied with a grin as he exploded into movement.

He rushed forwards, his sword a blur as he launched an all out assault on the Titans. The second his sword met Koios', Lelantos and Krios swung down with their weapons. Only to recoil in shock as several tendrils of water appeared around Percy. The ends hardening into ice and intercepting the blows.

Suddenly the ground around them shattered as Percy's aura surged to new heights. Arcane sparks arcing off his body, Percy roared out in anger. Throwing Krios and Lelantos back away from him as he threw himself at Koios with renewed Fervor.

He willed the water on the ground to rush forwards alongside him, a small wave crashing into Koios as the Titan responded with several unerringly accurate swings of his sword.

The Titan of foresight lived up to his name, his sword spinning deftly even while he was blinded, intercepting every strike Percy made. However he knew the Titan had limits and it was time to test them he thought to himself with a wild grin.

Percy willed several small waves to crash into Koios as he froze them in place immobilizing the Titan for an instant.

The air around him pulsed with power as dozens of water tendrils appeared around him, their tips hardening into razor sharp blades as he willed all of them to lash out at Koios.

The Titan let out a horrified scream as he threw his arm in front of himself. Unable to move as he was, thanks to Percy freezing him in place. He instead tried to shield his body, it didn't save him however, he was impaled dozens of times by more of the ice tendrils, more than he could ever possibly hope to block.

The ground around him exploded as dozens of tendrils began to smash and slash all around where he had been standing. Throwing clouds of dust, splashes of ichor and chunks of rock into the air all the while the Titan of Foresight screamed in agony.

It's great to be able to see things before they happen, Percy thought with a smirk. But it must be unfortunate to be completely unable to avoid a hit, knowing it was coming. After several seconds the sound of Koios' screams faded out and Percy halted the assault he was launching.

However Percy was unable to savor his victory, sensing two projectiles speeding towards his head as he ducked low. Just in time for an axe to whistle over his head, before spinning around and returning to the outstretched arm of Lelantos, like some sort of deranged boomerang.

Krios simply fired several blasts of what could only be described as condensed starlight in his direction. The rays of energy smashing into the ground around Percy as he turned several of his water tendrils into ice to absorb the blasts.

With all of the tendrils and their ice spikes withdrawn, nothing was there to support Koios and he collapsed backwards, dozens of fatal wounds covered his whole body as Ichor quickly began to pool all around him. His cries fading away, turning to choked gurgling as his lungs began to fill with his own Ichor.

Lelantos let out a scream of rage as he rushed towards Percy, his axe weaving a deadly dance. Forcing Percy to devote most of his attention to avoiding Lelantos' wild sings.

The ring of metal on metal was quickly becoming one long grinding sound as the intensity of the fight reached all new levels. Lelantos was surrounded in a forest green aura while Krios was surrounded by a silvery glow. The ground around the three of them looked like a wasteland, full of craters and burn marks from the Arcane energy arcing of the Herald of Nyx.

All three of them stood nearly in the same place they had been initially, both of the titans trying desperately to wound Percy while the enraged herald of Nyx fought like a hundred men. His sword and the razor sharp tendrils he was wielding with his powers whipped about in a frenzy.

The hurricane around them raged, winds and hail buffeting the titans and obscuring their vision, lighting threatening to hit them at any moment, and the water kept Percy energized and healed, no matter what the Titans did.

Percy was quickly turning the Titans offensive into a defense as he slowly found his rhythm, finding the tendrils of water easier and easier to control with each passing minute. It almost stunned him how easy this was, how much power he could command without any issue thanks to the marks, he didn't even really feel that tired he thought to himself with a grin as he launched into another attack.

He blasted the water out all around him, knocking both Titans backwards as he dashed at Lelantos. Reaching the Titan of the hunt before he had recovered from the water Blast, Percy stepped forwards, the ground shattering under his feet as he drove his fist with every ounce of power he had into Lelantos' stomach.

A boom like a gunshot rang out as the titan doubled over, ichor spewing from his mouth, and the hole in his stomach where Percy's arm was currently embedded. Percy could feel the Titans insides pulsing with his heartbeat as he ripped his arm free of the Titans body. Drawing a wail of agony from Lelantos.

Percy then reached out with his free hand and gripped Lelantos by one of his wings. Lifting his other leg as he did so and channeling his power. Then with a scream of anger he kicked out, slamming his foot into the Titans chest and launching him backwards through the air like a bullet. Minus one of his wings, which still remained in Percy's arm. With a snort, Percy dropped the wing to the ground and turned around to face Krios, the last Titan standing of the group.

The song of the Tartari was raging in his head, he could feel the exuberant joy coming from Eko after he had so thoroughly punished Koios. He felt punch drunk honestly, grinning like a fool as he walked towards the clearly terrified Krios. Who was frantically trying to wake Koios.

The wild side of Umbras domains were flaring up as Percy could feel wolves across the world howling at their master's victory. The sound echoing harshly against the song of the Tartarii.

However he wasn't done yet, as the grin dropped from his face and he became serious once more.

"Herald of Nyx or not, I am going to kill you for what you have done to my Brothers!" Krios screamed out in anger as he looked at Percy. Grabbing his sword as he thrust it into the heavens with both hands. Beams of starlight piercing the clouds and slamming into the blade as the air around him began to charge with power. Rocks and rubble floating around him as the Titans aura roared out around him, shattering the ground.

Then Krios began to charge towards Percy, the sword lifted over his head

Percy cried out his own reply as he drew on the water in the air, drawing thousands of gallons together as it twirled around behind his blade, caught up in the maelstrom of winds that were tearing at its shape even as it formed into the construct of his will.

A giant sea serpent, its mouth wide as it surged past Percy, following his strike, formed entirely of water the monstrosity raced towards Krios and his sword as Percy screamed out in concentration. Leaping at Krios and swinging his sword down with all his might, then the two clashed mid air as everything around them exploded.

A wave of force rippled out around them throwing aside everything from monsters to trees and boulders as it expanded out from the two enraged combatants.

Leo, 4 Days & 30 Minutes After Eripus

Of all the stupid things Clarisse and the others could have done, This was the worst possible outcome Leo thought miserably as he and the Hunters chased behind Thalia.

The group of dissenters had decided that they would go ahead with their planned raid regardless. If Annabeth had showed up then maybe they would have listened, However, as it was right now they had no real 'leader' so they had not only convinced several of their brothers and sisters, but many of the campers.

The force that Atlanta had spotted sneaking out into the forest at eleven thirty had been nearly four score demigods. More than enough to cause some serious damage, but he doubted it was enough to actually fight the legion on even footing.

What was worse, those fighters were no longer at the Camp to defend it, and now even more of the Greek forces had taken off in pursuit of them, hoping against all odds that they could intercept the rouge demigods and prevent any further escalation of the conflict.

Phoebe was the best tracker in the hunt and she had taken to the task of following the path Clarisse and the others had left with an intensity that had surprised Leo. He had assumed that she only got excited or serious when it came to hurting males.

However, the more experienced hunters seemed on edge, almost as if some sixth sense were kicking in. They twitched at every noise, and many of them had looks of uncertainty in their eyes as they moved through the forest.

"Something feels wrong Isabelle," a young brown haired girl said to another hunter beside her.

The girl in question was tall, blonde and had piercing blue blue eyes. "Don't worry Karina, have faith in Thalia and the others. They haven't led us astray yet." the girl said in a light French accent.

The younger girl looked at the other hunters, who Leo couldn't help but notice all wore grim expressions on their faces. Save for the few younger and newer members, who like Karnia seemed scared and slightly confused as to what was going on.

Leo pushed himself to run faster, he had to stop this before more demigods killed each other. This fight was pointless, the Roman campers had been convinced to attack the Greeks by a power hungry maniac who was using Percy's disappearance to make a power play. The cost? The lives of his friends and adopted family.

Embers were beginning to float in the air around him as he ran. Leo knew what he had to do, he had a legacy to protect. So the choice was simple.

Do what Percy would have done.

And Leo knew exactly where Percy would be headed with all speed at this moment. Right into the heart of the conflict in order to put a stop to it. Leo knew he wasn't Percy, but he was going to die before he let dozens if not hundreds of demigods die for a war in Percy's name.

Leo would never be able to look himself in the mirror ever again, knowing that this would be the death of Percy's Legacy and the end of Olympus, he doubted the Gods would have even a slight chance at victory against Gaea once the camps were done massacring each other.

So Leo was going to stop this, he wasn't quite sure how yet. But there was no room for doubt in his mind, he knew what needed to be done. Leo was snapped from his thoughts suddenly as he almost crashed into Atlanta who was in front of him.

They had reached the edge of the forest, following the shore along the lake as they came towards the camp borders.

"They broke clear of the coast and turned towards the Roman camp just ahead, they couldn't be more than five or six minutes ahead of us." Phoebe called out towards Thalia.

"Let's go then, we don't have any time to waste. And when I catch Clarisse I'm going to wring her neck." Thalia growled out as sparks leapt off her skin, she had barely even stopped moving. And was now running even faster than she had been before.

"That's if you can get your hands around her neck, it's like a tree trunk" Leo all but wheezed out as he struggled to keep up with the Huntresses, he had never been a good long distance runner he thought miserably.

"Shut up Valdez, it's not like you could do any better, with those tiny hands of yours." Thalia retorted as she leapt over a tree laying on its side.

"..leave my hands alone!" Leo shouted out in mock indignant rage as he almost laughed at how ridiculous Thalia's comment had been.

"Then stop worrying about how I'm going to choke out Clarisse Valdez, otherwise I might decide to practice on you first" Thalia said dangerously as a few sparks leapt off her skin.

Leo just shrugged and figured any comment he could make at this point would just make the situation worse, so for once he kept his mouth shut. Even though it felt like he was in physical pain.

Thalia's last comment was a goldmine of jokes, but Leo also valued his life and didn't want to end up as a charred corpse by the lake. So he decided to focus on running.

Leo was trying to focus and follow the hunters, However that focus was quickly broken as they were running across the dark field, suddenly the ground was shaking under Leo's feet and at first he thought it was Gaea messing with his head. But when he saw several of the hunters stumble and almost fall, he knew something was up.

"Hey uhhh, Thalia… we have a problem." Phoebe called out as she came to a halt a short distance in front of the group.

"What… by the gods…." Thalia whispered quietly as they looked at the forest a kilometer and a half or so away from them.

Hundreds, if not thousands of monsters were pouring out in a stream. Clustering into a massive group as they marched towards Camp Half-Blood. Cyclops, Dracane, Giants, even a Drakon or two.

Leo had no idea how they hadn't noticed anything about this, an army this size shouldn't be able to just appear this close to camp.

"Fuck Thalia what do we do, they're headed straight for the camp!?" Atlanta asked quickly as she tested her bow a few times.

"I don't kn-" Thalia started to say.

She was cut off however, when a dull boom echoed across the field, followed by several seconds of quiet before screams of terror sprang up in the middle of the Monster horde.

"... what the hell?" Phoebe asked quietly as they watched several monsters break ranks and flee, the commotion had quickly drawn the Attention of the Titans who were marching into the army weapons drawn.

"How are they even here! I thought we finished off the Titans" Phoebe growled.

"Those aren't just any Titans" Thalia growled out as she looked across the field.

"Krios Titan Stars and Constellations, Koios Titan of Foresight and Lelantos Titan of the Hunt." Came the reply from Atlanta.

It looked like she had been about to say more, when suddenly the air was split by the sound of hundreds of wolves howling and barking into the night. Leo had been chased by them once before, he knew what hellhounds were and he recognized the sound. It wasn't unlike a normal howl or bark, but it felt like ice in his veins when he heard it.

At least that's how he had felt before, he recognized the effect the howls had, and he could see several of the hunters sporting terrified expressions. But he could feel his blessing from Hestia combating the fell magic of the Hellhounds.

'The ability to instill hope in those around you' Leo thought to himself as he watched several of the newer hunters take hesitant steps together, standing in groups rather than alone as they glanced at the shadows cautiously.

He could feel the fire, like a gentle warmth in his chest, combating the fear and hesitation he was feeling at the wall of howls and growls that seemed to come from everywhere as Dozens of horns and alarms from both camps rang out into the air.

He imagined it kind of like a warm blanket as he pushed his powers out around him, trying to pass what he felt to the huntresses. Slowly but surely he watched as their faces lost the looks of fear and confusion and instead were replaced by a fiery determination.

A few beads of sweat had broken out on his forehead but Leo was pretty pleased with himself, maybe he would get the hang of these powers pretty quickly. Just like Hestia had thought.

Then a pillar of fire erupted in the middle of the field. It was like magic, one moment there had been nothing and then an entire flank of the army was engulfed in a roaring column of fire. Like some hungry animal he watched as it carved a path of destruction across a flank of the army.

The blast of fire was roaring right towards them as Leo gulped nervously, he could feel the heat from where he was standing.

He could feel it, just like he had with the Hearth and the braziers, an innate connection and he knew the roaring wall of fire wasn't going to stop. "GET IN THE WATER!" Leo screamed out as he ran forwards past the Hunters towards the wall of Fire. He wasn't even sure why he was running, he started before he had even fully thought through a plan.

He threw both his hands in front of him as fast as he could, reaching out as he felt the burning sensation in his chest. Reaching out he grabbed a hold of the fire, exhaling as he felt his body temperature skyrocket. It was more power than he had ever felt before, sure he had conjured flames and thrown fire before. But this was on another level, there was no way he could stop it, and the hunters were not going to be deep enough into the water to get away from the blast.

He only had one chance and he couldn't fuck it up.

Leo could hear the screams of the huntresses behind him as Thalia, Phoebe and Atlanta yelled at the hunters to get as far out into the lake as possible. He gritted his teeth and grabbed hold of the fire again, his fathers domain and Hestia's blessing struggling to contain the power of the fire as it raced towards him, seconds from impact.

Then he spread his hands apart with a scream as flames erupted across his body.

Like a biblical sea the wall of Fire split apart, roaring past Leo on either side, as it rushed towards the water. On impact it threw massive clouds of steam into the air, immediately masking the field from his and everyone else's sight as he released his hold on the fire.

A wave of exhaustion unlike anything he had ever felt before hit him like a mac truck as he collapsed to one knee. Struggling to keep his head up as he looked around him. It was like something from a war movie, the ground was blackened and charred, still smoking as hundreds of strawberry bushes had been incinerated in an instant.

Behind him was a narrow section of unmarked grass and bushes, still alive thanks to Leo and his efforts to part the wall of fire around him. Thankfully he noticed, all of the Huntresses were clustered in the middle of the unscarred area looking at him in awe.

Leo was struggling to stay focused as he heard dozens of feet rushing over to him. He felt someone pour something in his mouth as he felt his skin steaming from the heat, a groan escaping his lips as he felt a rush of energy from whatever it was he had drank.

The screams of battle were getting louder and louder but so was a howling sound, a storm was beginning to pick up speed around them as the light of the stars and moon faded, leaving them stranded in pitch black darkness.

"What is going on? Who are they even fighting!?" Isabelle called out nervously in her French accent.

"I don't know, but whatever it is. Its kicking their fucking ass." Thalia said, a note of uncertainty in her voice. "Any Ideas Phoebe, Atlanta?"

"I don't know what that is Thalia, but I can feel that presence even from here" Atlanta replied quickly. "We need to contact Lady Artemis, that foe is beyond us. Not to mention the Three Titans and the Army its fighting"

"I agree with Atlanta, I don't know what the hell that is. But it's not any monster I've ever seen or heard of before. What do we do though? Do we go back to camp? Are we just abandoning Clarisse and the others?"

Leo stared at the three oldest hunters in shock, if he thought the mood had been grim before then it had just become deathly serious. "I don't know, but we need to get back to camp, Atlanta Phoebe, take the hunters and go back to camp halfblood. Don't bother following the trails just ctu straight to the camp.

"Fuck Clarisse….." Thalia whispered as she looked between the Army and the direction of both camps. Leo could sense the indecision radiating off of her. He was about to start speaking when suddenly the Titans converged on one spot in the middle of the army.

He could see from this distance they were fighting, but he couldn't see the opponent. That's when Krios, Titan of Stars suddenly floated several feet into the air, screaming in pain before he rocketed across the field, flying past them and slamming into the Trees several hundred feet in front of them.

A series of booms and explosions sounded out as dozens of trees were crushed under his weight.

All the hunters stared at the scene in open mouthed shock. It felt like no one was moving or breathing at all. But that changed when Thalia screamed out.

"Phoebe, Atlanta, get the hunters back to the camp! Wake up the Demigods and get them ready to evacuate! One of you, wake Chiron up, I don't care how upset he is! His duty is to protect the Campers and they need him right now." Thalia shouted out at the Hunters

Thunder and lighting began to roar out across the sky as multiple twisters began to touch down around them, a hurricane was quickly forming, trees ripping themselves free of the ground and flying into the air as storm roared louder than any animal Leo had ever heard before.

"Valdez you and I need to go after Clarisse, and get them back to camp, and we don't have any time to waste so let's get going!" Thalia shouted at him as the hunters immediately took off after Phoebe and Atlanta in the direction of Camp Half-Blood.

Leo stumbled to his feet and quickly took off after Thalia, he was exhausted and bone tired. But he couldn't let that stop him, he had saved the hunters from being incinerated but he was going to save all the demigods he could tonight. And to do that, he had to stop Clarisse.

However a roar of anger rolled out across the open plain, over the sound of the superstorm forming, and Leo watched as some monster with tendrils began to lay waste to everything around it.

This was truly something to behold, it was a clash of forces so extreme that Leo couldn't actually begin to comprehend. He could feel the pressure of their mere presence even from this distance.

It felt like he was locked in a cage with wild animals, very hungry, very big, very wild animals.

This was a was something that hadn't been seen in an age, a true Clash of Titans.

Then a surge of energy unlike anything Leo had ever seen or experienced raced out from the center of the battlefield as for a split second he could have sworn he saw a giant sea serpent crashing into the Krios right before the shockwave rolled out and launched both him and Thalia off their feet.

Leo slammed into the ground with a groan, struggling to lift his head as he heard a series of horrendous cracks and explosions before he passed out.

Author Notes:

Forgive me, I couldn't resist "Clash of Titans" Was too good so sue me.

Well, that was now the longest chapter I've ever posted, so I hope you guys enjoy the Longer than usual chapter ahaha. Hopefully it didn't jump around too much, but I have a lot to cover in 2-3 chapters haha.

Also blatant self kudos for putting out three chapters with a total of roughly 45k words this week. I feel like I'm on a roll lol.

The next few chapters may be even longer because there is still so much to go through. But at 16k words I felt like I kind of needed to stop. Or this chapter would just never end.

Obviously things are starting to heat up, Not to mention we got one hell of a badass fight shaping up between Percy and the Titans, There are three more who haven't even joined in yet.

Hopefully you guys haven't quite gotten your fill of the Demigods' perspectives because in the next chapter we are taking a slight step back to see what happened at the Roman Camp when Reyna, Nico, Frank and Rachel arrived. What the hell is going on with the other group of Titans who went after the Roman camp first?

Not to mention we will be checking in with Annabeth to see what the hell is going on with Sally and why Gaea sent the Minotuar and those monsters after her, and what the fuck is fighting the Minotaur? Baby Estelle?

Will Leo and Thalia be able to stop Clarisse and the other demigods before they ignite a full blown civil war amongst the two demigod factions? Will they even survive crossing the field? Percy and the Titans are kind of going ham.

As always I love to hear from fans/readers. If you have questions or ideas feel free to leave a review or PM me and we can talk about it.

As always folks, thanks for taking the time to read and follow/review. It means alot to me and really helps motivate me to keep writing such awesome chapters, knowing that there are people out there who are looking forward to finding out what happens next.

So to all of you, thanks for the continued support and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Until next time!