Author's Note: And another chapter! Not as long as I would have liked but then again, I didn't have access to a computer all weekend so I do believe I am excused but I think this will make up for it!

Some requests for the secrecy of the council to end and that is on the way but not this chapter, mostly because I was satisfied with the particular note of this chapter's end and next one carries from that. So everyone enjoy and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I own plot.


Percy

He heard Jason's roar as the primordial god bolted forward, his white blade raised to the side in a clear intent to cut across as he barreled towards Hyperion. The elder titan was no slouch though and dropped Amphitrite before raising his own sword in time to block the slash, the impact sounding like a thunder clap. However, Hyperion was simply not prepared for the sheer force of the strike as he was launched off his feet and into the fortress behind him, plowing through thick stone like it was little better than cardboard.

Jason paused to glance at Amphitrite before looking back to them to which Nico nodded and raced forward. Jason caught the gesture and turned to where Hyperion was launched, kicking forward while cutting down a pair of cyclops that tried to get at him before the white blur disappeared into the walls. Percy for his part didn't remain idle as he drew Sin and Purgatory, both swords radiating cold and darkness that clearly unnerved the closest mortals.

Percy didn't give them any time to find their courage as he ran forward, his blades slicing through mortals like wet tissue, irrelevant of their military grade Kevlar. Some shouted out orders as other went guns blazing, peppering him with lead bullets that only suited to annoy him. He scrunched one eye when a bullet rebounded off his cheek so he pulled up his hood before continuing on.

He jumped over two telchines that attack him, lopping off their heads with a near lazy swing of Purgatory, the katana finding little resistance in their hides. Once he landed he scanned around to see Nico surround Amphitrite with his wings as she checked her over quickly while she mumbled something. Then, with surprising gentleness for the current situation, he picked her up in a bridal carry and without preamble, jumped straight up with his wings extended. With a powerful beat of his wings he continued to ascend until Percy felt that he left the bounds of the barrier. Then, without warning of any sort, flashed away. Some of the mortals that had been looking spontaneously combusted with his departure before most of the forces converged on him instead.

Percy couldn't help a small grin forming as the thrill of battle got to him, his swords seemingly pulsing in agreement as he attacked. He ducked under the swing of a cyclops nearing him as he sliced right through its gut, the monster bursting into golden dust without even a cry of pain but he didn't even slow down. He flicked his wrist, small bursts of Voidfire flinging of Purgatory and landing on several mortals and monsters alike. Within seconds those afflicted started to scream in pain as the fires spread quickly to consume their prey, even up to the essence or souls leaving frostbitten clumps of flesh.

He didn't really feel bothered by it, if anything, the mortals killed with his flames would escape whatever punishments their lives had accumulated for them with the sweet embrace of oblivion. He ran passed the burning ones, jumping up and kicking one of the larger cyclops in the chest hard enough to cave in the chest cavity while launching the body before spinning around, his swords rending through his companions before they could even raise their clubs against him.

He then landed and was about to send another wave of Voidfire before his instincts flare making him bring up Sin behind him. The Viking sword clashed with a celestial bronze sword having been swung by one of the remaining cyclops, this one dressed with a tunic of the Atlantian army. 'So Poseidon really has joined up with Pontus,' he thought in distaste as he deflected the larger blade to the side and brought both of his swords together in a diagonal slash. The cyclops raised his sword up to guard in time … or so he thought but sadly for him, Percy wasn't pulling his swings.

The cyclops' face went into disbelief and shock as both Sin and Purgatory cut through the standard grade celestial bronze sword and then went through him as well, severing his head and his torso from the rest of his body. There was a spurt of the near black blood of monsters before he burst into golden dust as Percy leapt back and not a moment too soon. Someone had a bazooka of all things and the warhead had just zipped under Percy and hit the ground before exploding violently with a large shockwave that killed the closest mortals from force alone. Percy grunted a bit as he braced against it but the pressure washed away quickly enough while leaving a perfectly circular crater where the cyclops once stood. 'Great, what's next, an attack helicopter,' he wondered as he straightened up.

He sighed as he shook off some of the dust before turning his attention to the stunned mortals and remaining monsters. He did a quick count while giving them his best fanged grin that only unnerved them more, especially with his eyes glowing beneath the hood.

"Now let-"

He was cut off with an explosion of power shock the entire island … and it wasn't Jason's. He glanced back to the fortress as the entire area heated up under the harsh glare of the sun. Soon after a literal comet of golden light burst out of the fortress, quickly followed by a familiar white one. Both streaked skyward and off in the direction of Spain if he remembered correctly. 'Well that's going to get out of hand,' he thought before returning his attention to the forces still on the island.

"As I was saying, let's keep this party a little more private," he said as he spun his swords in hand before stabbing both into the ground. On impact a blast of cold came from him as the sky started to darken above them.

Some of the mortals glanced up to see a literal shell of darkness forming overhead and quickly spreading while the ground beneath them started to freeze. He could see beyond them as even the sea started to freeze for over a hundred meters past the shore as temperatures plummeted and the shell, with one hole at the very center, came down around the frozen waters. Almost everything fell to darkness except the last bit of light coming through the top of his shell right over him.

Percy then wrenched his swords free and jumped up, hovering some meters above them as they looked at him as if he was the devil himself. Well, as far as they were concerned, he probably was. Mercs, cutthroats, and generally paid thugs the lot of them with some monsters sprinkled in. Not an ounce of mercy was necessary here. With that thought he descended upon them, the last speck of light being swallowed as the shell completed itself, bathing the island in darkness, cold … and blood…


With Jason a Few Minutes Prior

Jason chased after Hyperion, knowing that Nico would get Amphitrite to safety. He rushed past the shattered rock and landed in a meeting hall of sorts within the fortress just as Hyperion recovered his footing, his large claymore held at the ready.

"Grace," the titan growled in disgust.

"So Pontus has informed you who we are," Jason replied as he kept Revelation held at his in a single hold while white lightning crackled in his left. "And I'm assuming Poseidon's been informed as well?"

"Need to know basis," Hyperion answered as he started to stalk to the side while keeping his blade aimed at Jason. "Wouldn't want some to … question which side their on…"

"Afraid more of your siblings will side with us then," Jason surmised, knowing that some titans like possibly Koios would defect and come to them if he learned his wife is one of the protogenoi now.

Hyperion let off a growl at the mention of his 'traitorous' family, including his own wife and children.

"They'll receive their punishments in due time," Hyperion said menacingly before giving a disgusting smirk. "But first I'm putting you down and then getting back to the little sea slut."

Jason snarled at that before blasting forward, clearing the distance in a blink of an eye but Hyperion managed to form a solid block this time, their blades looking with sparks between the meeting point. Jason could see Hyperion scowl as his arms trembled before the titan started to gather some power and slowly push the swords toward Jason. He wasn't about to let Hyperion get the advantage though as he suddenly released the lock and spun to the side while Hyperion lost balance before Jason lashed out with a kick.

It landed with a satisfying crunch in Hyperion's ribs before sending the titan tumbling as Jason chased yet again. He stepped forward and brought his sword down but Hyperion recovered his footing enough to raise up his sword and deflect Jason's swing to the side. Then, shockingly quick for someone of his size, he brought around his own slash. Jason hastily blocked with his coat covered arm since he couldn't bring up his sword in time. There was a clash of sparks as his forearm sent a pulse of pain but Hyperion's sword failed to cut past the manifestation of power, even if the impact itself was nothing short of monstrous.

Jason skid back from the blow as Hyperion rushed him to press the attack but Jason was ready. He sidestepped a hasty stab, swiping up with Revelation to knock aside Hyperion's sword before quickly bringing it down but the titan pulled back just barely enough to save his skin but not the breastplate. The screech of metal ringed in their ears as his sword cut through the divine metal as Hyperion staggered back. The titan looked at his plated armor in surprise before lifting the side of his jacket, the foot shaped dent where Jason's earlier kick landed being clear as day.

"Impressive strength and weapons, I'll give you that," the titan said as he got into a ready stance again. "But not enough to best me."

"Says the one sporting the injury," Jason retorted getting a glare from the titan. "But I'm nowhere near finished with you."

He charged again, meeting Hyperion mid-swing as their blades collided with a blast of searing light. Jason grunted with a violent shove, surprising the titan before he stabbed forward at Hyperion's neck, just barely nicking the exposed skin before Hyperion used his braced forearm to push his sword away and make a slash at Jason's torso. Jason saw it coming though and dropped to one knee as the blade overshot before his wings flicked forward much to Hyperion's shock.

The titan threw himself back but not before several of the sharp-edged feathers cut into part of his thigh making the titan give a short cry of pain and surprise. Jason pressed forward with a rising slice, knocking Hyperion's sword up before he jumped, a flying knee nailing the titan in the kisser and knocking him back. Sadly the titan rolled to the side and back to his feet when Jason followed through with a falling stab, his sword mincing through the stone floor like putty.

He looked to the titan as Hyperion spit out a wad of ichor, his lips busted up nicely. "Don't expect me to fight like a roman," Jason quipped as he took a ready stance, this time both hands on the sword before he lunged forward and brought Revelation down to which Hyperion used both hands with his sword to block.

The blow created another blast of light, shaking the stone hall around them as any debris was blown back in a violent gust. Hyperion grimaced as he dropped to one knee but held firm but then Jason smirked as he channeled his lightning through his sword and into Hyperion's. The titan gave a shout of pain as he flinched back but Jason capitalized and kicked forward, nailing the titan in the sternum as the breastplate crumpled around his foot and sent Hyperion careening back into the far wall.

Jason recovered his footing as he locked his eyes on the plum of dust, looking for any movement. Just to the left corner he saw a silhouette and lounged at it, giving a diagonal slash but was parried quickly. Before he could come around for another slash Hyperion's sword gave off a blinding flash of light. Though unable to disorient him like it would all others, the light still flooded his eyes and blocked out everything else. Then he coughed up as a fist was slugged into his gut and he was blown back into the air.

He spread his wings for a moment as he corrected himself before landing, the momentum still pushing him back as his feet carved up the stone floor. As he finally pulled to a stop the dust completely settled to let him see Hyperion with some ichor staining his lips and his breastplate crumpled around the center. Hyperion was giving him an absolutely venomous glare as he spit out a wad of ichor.

"It seems that this state simply isn't enough," he growled before his entire frame started to pulse wildly.

Jason felt the very air become heavy, Hyperion's dense power of a titanic god flaring rapidly with enough force that even Jason had to brace himself against the shockwaves. Then, without preamble there was an explosion of power, vaporizing the first layer of stone around them as fractures formed around and Hyperion became a veritable beacon of golden light. Before Jason could say or do anything the golden figure seemed to slouch before kicking off, bursting clean through the roof.

"Oh no you don't!" Jason shouted as his frame glowed in white as his wings spread and he kicked off for the chase.

He flew through the newly created exist with practiced ease, leaving a near solid stream of light behind him as he chased the comet that was Hyperion into the sky. He was vaguely aware of the island left behind and could feel only Percy's presence. 'He'll be fine alone,' he thought before narrowing his eyes as he chased after Hyperion. The wind tugged and battered against his body as they moved faster and faster, a veritable roar of turbulence following in their wake. A thousand, two thousand, and so on they kept ascending until Hyperion pulled a sudden stop to which Jason relaxed, both floating some fifty meters or so apart while Jason got a good look at Hyperion.

The titan's divine form had changed his meager breastplate and bracers for full body armor of top tier celestial bronze glowing with light energy. The plated skirt ended just at the knees, which were then covered by thick look guards that ended just above the ankles. His shoulders were surprisingly bare until just after the elbow with thick bracers that partly overlapped the wrists. He wore a full commander's helm with a flaming gold plume, his eyes behind the visor glowing completely and his blade held easily at his side while he seemed to merely stand on the air itself. And to top off he stood some thirty feet in height.

"And here I thought you titans never bothered to learn to warp the world around you," he muttered to himself as his wings flapped lazily even if he kept the muscles taut and ready for action.

"An old art to be sure," Hyperion returned as he glanced down at his own feet. "Requiring far more focus and natural intuition but then again, with sufficient practice the simple matter of walking on air is nothing … or is it that you haven't mastered this art?" he tried for a taunt.

"Hardly," Jason scoffed as he glanced back at his own wings, his preferred method of travel when in the air.

All of the current council members had mastered the art as a method of training how to accurately control their divine power and Nyx had never been satisfied until they could all hold standing on air while upside down for three hours without wasting more energy than necessary. From what he'd heard, over half of the Olympians needed to assume divine form to basically throw away their energy into forming a solid surface underfoot rather than properly focus on it. Given that Hyperion assumed divine form before doing it leads credence to him being in that group but Jason could feel how actually little energy was being used.

"Ready to play little maggot?" Hyperion asked as he leveled his significantly bigger sword.

"Figured you'd depend on size," Jason muttered as he readied his sword but Hyperion only growled before he rushed forward in an explosion of light.

Jason's eyes widened in surprise at the sheer speed and barely managed to bring his sword up in time to guard but the hit felt like Ladon had tackled him and he would know from experience! The impact blew him back as his wings flapped to adjust while his arms protested from the hit as he grit his teeth. He finally gained control only for Hyperion's immense form to appear in blazing glory before him and bring his claymore down with a roar.

Again Jason raised his sword but the hit plowed him down, the edge of Hyperion's blade skidding down and cutting right over Jason's left eye. He hissed at the sting of the cut, blinking away the platinum ichor dripping into his, luckily, uncut eye as he plummeted. He could see Hyperion flip upside down before tensing his legs and kicking off towards Jason. The difference in speed was clear as Hyperion closed the distance but as he made for a stab Jason flared his wings, forcing his body to roll to the side as Hyperion overshot. Using the roll Jason swung Revelation around, being rewarded with the blade slicing into the titan's bicep as he passed but not enough to honestly wound said being.

Jason didn't push the offence though as he corrected himself but remained in a head dive towards the approaching sea. He glanced at Hyperion and saw the titan trying to maneuver around so his feet were pointed downwards to then slow making Jason smirk. That was the very reason he used his wings, so that he didn't need to point his feet in a single direction before creating a solid surface. He was free to move in the air without a limit to direction with his wings.

Knowing that he opened his wings to full, cutting his momentum considerable but not enough to pull a complete spot, not that it was his intention. He angled himself into a steep incline as the waters got closer before he rapidly pulled up. The sheer pressure created an explosion on the water's surface as he just barely turned up enough to go parallel to the seas. The mist and water was kicked up in a turbulent wave behind him as he sped across the sea in the direction of land.

He made out a port and city beyond somewhat, clicking his teeth before pulling up as he glance back. Hyperion was trying to chase and just now started to lob bolts of golden light down at Jason. He swerved in and out of it as he tried to gain speed while leaving an even thicker stream of white light behind him. The land was approaching rapidly and he knew if they got to close just being within fifteen meters of Hyperion's presence would incinerate them, not to mention what a glance would do.

He spun around as he swung Revelation, an arc of white lightning in the form of a blade shooting out at the surprised Hyperion. The titan guarded against it but lost his momentum and breaking his attack before Jason rapidly altered and soared upwards again. He could hear Hyperion's angry call but paid it no mind as he rose higher and higher. Again they joined the upper clouds, punching through them with ease even as Jason bit back a curse while rolling, just barely dodging a fucking plane of all things. He noticed it getting shaky on his pass and focused on it for a moment, calming the atmosphere around it while also scanning for Hyperion.

He didn't have to wait long for the enraged titan to appear just a few meters off, another blast of golden light already launched to which Jason swatted away with a bat like swing of his sword even as he was pushed back further. He eyed the titan with distaste as he relaxed his grip slightly and rolled his shoulders to relieve some tension as the titan prepared his own sword again. 'No way around it, I'll actually have to get serious,' he thought as he reassessed the threat level of the elder titan.

"Feeling nervous now Grace?" Hyperion asked when he noticed that Jason returned to holding Revelation with only one hand.

Jason didn't dignify that with a response, instead focusing on his manifestation of power. By his will it started to shift and distort as his entire frame began to glow brightly to the point Hyperion was forced to squint. A few seconds the light died down and the titan gasped at him, his entire body suddenly getting tenser as he realized that Jason was pulling another trick from his sleeve.

Where once was pure light formed into a hooded jacket was now something that wouldn't seem out of place in the medieval times of Europe. His jacket had distorted and reshaped to form a finally plated breastplate molded to his broad chest and sculpted core. Underneath the breastplate was a form of long-sleeved mesh covering all his skin from his wrists to the underside of his chin. Thick bracers of light and layered plates on his outer biceps guarded his arms from harm. Then his pants had also become a duller light, almost grey with the same layered light over his thighs and shin braces connected to his boots. Even his white wings now sported near silvery, finely serrated plates along the length of the outermost feather, adding a deadly edge to his already dangerous appendage.

Lastly was the hood, still formed but now more closely merged to his head, the crown dipping down enough to obscure his eyes from his enemy, along with a seemingly usual amount of light coming from within the hood to overshadow his face till just his mouth and jawline were visible. His entire body glowed with the white light of his domains, white lightning arcing along the armor, wings, and blade all the same. The true form of his manifestation, a more neutral representation of what his divine form might look like while also bringing to bare the power of his domains. A form that allowed optimal control even while letting them be seen by mortals without the risk of vaporizing them, though they couldn't tolerate his presence for too long.

And more than enough power to rip apart one rampant titan.

With that thought in mind Jason flapped his wings. Hyperion barely reacted in time to bring his sword up before Jason's sword collided with another explosion of light and power. Hyperion grit his teeth, his arms trembling as he looked at Jason's face … or whatever he could make out through the blinding light. Jason remained impassive though as he gave a shove, pushing the titan measuring five times his size, and bringing around a savage kick that nailed Hyperion in the lower ribs. A sickening crack was Jason's reward as the titan was sent flying, punching through the clouds as Jason gave chase.

In a blur of light he was upon the titan and with a spin, swung Revelation down, nearly decapitating the titan if said deity hadn't brought his sword up and deflected part of the shot enough to only graze part of the helmet along the cheek. Jason wasn't stopping though as he swung again just as the titan managed to arrest his momentum, this time the strike coming overhead as the titan raised his own sword with both hands to hold the attack. The collision was nothing short of monstrous, ripping apart the clouds around them as Hyperion fell to one knee and grit his teeth.

"Damn you," he growled as he flared more of his power only for Jason to equal it.

"You already damned yourself," Jason replied, his voice sounding far older and tempered with the weight of his power. He then took one hand of his sword, said hand crackling loudly with white lightning. "Harming her was your last mistake."

Before the titan could say anything to that Jason struck, his flat hand latching onto Hyperion's shoulder and discharging enough voltage to kill a herd of elephants, the titan releasing a blood curdling scream of pain as the white electricity viciously coursed through his body. Hyperion's defense faltered through the pain and Jason capitalized, using a flap of his wings and impressive mid-air acrobatics to flip around, nailing Hyperion over the head with his armored heel.

The helm dented under the pressure before Hyperion was launched straight down like a comet of burning gold, evaporating the remains of the clouds beneath them as Jason tugged his wings close before plummeting after him. He noticed the titan regaining some semblance of balance even if he didn't try to stop his fall, instead looking at Jason with a snarl of rage and swinging his enormous blade repeatedly. Each swing launched arcs of golden light formed into blades capable of cutting even mountains into ribbons.

Jason for his part didn't hesitate to maneuver through and around them, occasionally flicking Revelation across the blades to disperse them with little fanfare. He closed the distance quickly, aiming another stab that Hyperion managed to deflect as Jason came within inches of him. In that moment Hyperion lashed out with a wild hook, managing to nail Jason across the side getting a grunt from the primordial but little more as his manifested armor took the rest.

Growling in annoyance Jason swung just as Hyperion did, the blades colliding and forcing the two deities away from each other. Both stabilized soon enough before charging again, each attacking with absolute intent to kill as their movement went beyond mortal comprehension. Their bodies only blurs of white and gold, their swords all but invisible aside from the sparks of each collision. Jason calmed his previously rushed thoughts and let his years spent under the tutelage of Uranus and Aether to guide him, using his own self-created style derived of European swordsmanship and the Roman basis of his roots.

Short and fast stabs with minimal movement, both hands being used for maximum handle, mixed with the occasional hard, relatively slower swings to press the titan. He didn't so much as smirk as more and more injuries appeared on the titan, staining his burning armor with liquid gold that dripped off them and fell to the earth below. A cut across the titan's thigh, a stab to the shoulder just shy of the collar bone, part of a bracer being nearly cleaved in two, and another slash that cut off the lower chin cover of Hyperion's helm and the skin beneath. With each cut Jason would notice the titan grimace before a glow surrounded the injury and then it would be gone in seconds … but with every moment spent healing, the titan's overall glow dimmed if only slightly.

Jason wasn't unscathed either, Hyperion having landed a clean cut across the thinnest cover over Jason's right bicep and one random kick that nailed Jason straight in the chest, winding him to the point he needed to break off for but a moment to recover. Both deities were starting to breathe hard, Hyperion more so as they flew or floated several meters away from each other. Only the stains of gold and platinum ichor gave any indication of where each was injured at one point. As Jason readied his sword he noted where it had been easier to break past the guard of the titan.

He could increase his size to match the titans or assume his own godly form and completely dwarf said titan but the advantage wouldn't really go to him. Yes he could call more of his power to bare if he increased his size, at least by volume, but being a smaller target let him out maneuver the titan better. Only fools would think that increasing the raw power outage would make a battle decisive. Jason and his fellow ex-demigods were proof that just because you were smaller and relatively weaker didn't mean you couldn't bring down gods … and that was without considering that he could still command more power than Hyperion in this state regardless.

He was broken out of those thoughts however as Hyperion caught his second wind before slashing his sword and launching a massive arc of golden light nearly spanning six stories in height at Jason. He raised his sword against it, grunting slightly under the force of the impact as the searing light angrily pushed against him but he held firm. He flared light through his sword and cut through Hyperion's attack but as he did so, he failed to notice how close Hyperion had gotten. He gasped in surprise as the titan appeared right over him with the sword swinging down.

Jason reacted on sheer instinct, his wings clamping up over his head to form a dome of feathers before he felt the collision. It almost sounded like a meeting of steel even as the pressure of the hit jarred his wings and traveled through his upper back and into his body. The force combined with the positioning of his wings guaranteed that the blow sent him tumbling down. As Hyperion gave chase with a fierce battle cry he was vaguely aware that their descent was getting them closer to land, their battle having moved over a hundred miles as they collided again and again.

However instead of trying to break the fall Jason turned in the air, letting his wings randomly expand for only a moment. It was enough though to suddenly slow him as Hyperion overshot and passed him before Jason flapped after him. The titan only managed to around with his sword to partially block Jason's stab but not the knee following it. His armored knee buried itself into the titan's gut making him spit out ichor as he was launched even faster to the earth with a boom of air pressure.

Hyperion had already dropped lower than the two thousand feet and was only gaining velocity. Too agitated in the state of combat Jason moved on auto-pilot, his right arm pulling back as white lightning angrily churned around his fist and he dove after the titan while Revelation was switched into a reverse grip in his left. Hyperion saw him coming and deftly tried to swing his own claymore at him but Jason used his sword to block the edge, the sound of metal grinding in his ear as he slipped closer to the immense titan. He saw Hyperion's glowing eyes widen just before his fist impacted the titan straight in the sternum with an explosion of light and the crackling of lightning, accelerating the titan even further before Jason expanded his wings to abruptly break his fall.

And not a moment too late as the primordial managed to pull to a stop, much to the protest of his aching wings, merely a few hundred feet off the ground at best while Hyperion landed like a true meteor. Heat and light erupted in a wave, the ground shaking and leveling the ground for hundreds of meters around him. It was only in the echo of rock shattering and dust settling that Jason finally caught the screams … hundreds of them.

His battle focused mind managed to snap out of it just enough for him to become aware of more than just his opponent and a vague awareness of the environment beyond immediate threats. His eyes widened within his hood of light as he realized that he and Hyperion had not been over empty grounds but a city, a densely populated one. He managed to make out some of the rough architecture beyond the destroyed ground. Cobbled stone streets, buildings of mostly stone and brick with colors of rusted bronze, mellow amber, faded granite, and other warm earthen tones. A low channel with a small flowing river and some palm trees.

It only took him a moment to listen to both the screams and prayers running rampant around him, to understand the language spoken, and to read one fallen sign to assure himself where he was. Cordoba, Spain … and Hyperion had just crashed into the city's famous Mosque de Cordoba, also partially leveling the equally known cathedral.

'Oh gods,' he thought in horror as he looked around, easily picking out bodies partially buried under rubble, his hands starting to tremble as his throat became dry. 'H-Hestia! Rhea!' he mentally shouted as his head swiveled around quickly.

He didn't have to wait long before he felt both their minds meld to his.

'Jason, what's wrong!?' Rhea responded with Hestia right behind her.

'Listen to the area around me,' he replied shakily before noticing the top of a building crumpling … and two children tugging at their unconscious mother right beneath.

He didn't even think, simply reacting. In a split second he was over them, his wings forming a shield of protection while he barely winced as the building fell onto him. The children, having ducked with screams of fear where huddled shakily to their mother, looked at him in equal parts fear and awe even though they couldn't see his face. Their tear stained faces etched themselves into his memory before he flexed his wings, casually throwing off the rubble before glancing at their mother. Like them she was of tanned complexion with deep brown hair, partially matted by the blood dripping from the side of her head and all three covered in dust.

He swallowed loudly as he checked for a pulse and sigh in relief when he found one before he gently rested his hand over her head. The children started to mumble in question but he didn't listen as a soft glow surrounded his hand. A few agonizing seconds passed before the mother stirred, giving a low moan of discomfort as she groggily sat up and opened her eyes … only for her to gasp at the sight over her. By reflex she found her children and pulled them to her without taking her eyes off him as he stood up fully. There were so many emotions in her eyes; fear, disbelief, confusion, wariness, and awe.

Without even really trying he caught some of her surface thoughts bordering on unconscious prayers, noting him as an angel. He suppressed a scoff. Him, an angel? After he brought this destruction? Of only the mortal knew. So with that he turned away, detecting the stirring of Hyperion again. He dashed away, in part to end the titan as soon as possible, and in another to all but run away from the mortal praising him when she should be cursing him. As he moved he felt the mental presence of Rhea and Hestia but also Andromeda, each using their domains to silently provide support and emotional relief to the victims around, or even softly guide them to family and friends while blocking the pressure and oppressing fear that Hyperion's very presence was releasing around him in his divine state.

'Finish him quickly,' he heard in his head by three different voices in his head, making him wince slightly at the coldness of the tones.

He could feel it from both his fellow council members. Their anger at the pointless loss of life and the very situation created originally by that unseemly morning but what hurt most was their disappointment … in him. For letting the battle get so out of hand, for not getting serious from the start and ending the titan as quickly as possible rather than try to inflict more pain than anything, and for needing to continue while putting even more lives at risk to finish it. Otherwise the titan would just rampage and even while injured the sight of him was still too much for mortals to comprehend.

Biting back the bile that threatened to erupt from his throat at the thought of more lives lost, he steeled himself and rushed for the center of the crater where Hyperion was. He caught sight of the titan quick enough, looking like he'd run a marathon through Tartarus. The titan's breastplate was crushed at the center and cracking along the length, his right arm hanging limply with ichor pooling under him. His helm was gone and he moved with a weak limp, his once grand glow dulled to a faint hum. Even with the naturally terrifying and chaotic aura generated by titans in their divine forms, his was now weak.

So weak in fact, that a demigod could safely look at him from a small distance without the threat of the sight and power carried with it instantaneously causing them to combust in body and soul. Even then Jason was impressed with the fortitude of the titan. If he had attacked a minor god or titan the way he did Hyperion, they would have imploded like a cheap water balloon on impact. Hell, the fact that he was conscious and able to divert such vast amounts of his power to healing what was likely ruptured organs, collapsed bones, and still get up while dragging his weapon was testament to the mettle of an Elder Titan.

But now wasn't the time to admire or give any sort of congratulations. Now was the time to finish the fight and minimize any further damage. With that in mind he launched forward, the titan still managing to swing his own sword up with his good arm but little more. Jason swung down Revelation without mercy, the blow forcing the titan to his knees even as the ground cratered further beneath him. Still the titan persisted, weathering another blow aimed for his neck before quickly thrusting the sword forward but Jason tilted to the side, the monstrously large sword just grazing his armored side even as Jason stabbed forward, his sword striking true and piercing through Hyperion's unguarded shoulder making the titan cry out in pain and drop his sword.

Jason wasn't letting up though as he heaved the sword up while still in Hyperion's shoulder, a sickening squelch sounding as Revelation cleaved through the flesh and bit of cracked armor, severing the arm in its entirety. A spray of ichor and Hyperion's cry of agony that carried around them was the marker of his coming doom. Jason, still wanting nothing more than to end the titan and leave as quickly as possible.

As such he reared his legs up level with Hyperion's chest and unleashed a dual kick right at the titan's collar bone, knocking him back several meters and through a wall that had miraculously remained up after the titan's impact. Jason followed after the downed titan, stopping as he floated just above him while looking at the further weakened titan as said being sneered vainly at him even as he coughed ichor, his aura of power weakening further that possibly even regular mortals would be able to look upon him now.

"… Grace …" he growled weakly a she spit out ichor, only adding to the pool forming under him but Jason didn't acknowledge him, instead raising Revelation in between his hands.

Before Hyperion could say anything else. A threat and promise of vengeance, a plea of mercy, or maybe some vague and sad insight obtained through the millennia, Jason didn't care as he ended it. Swiftly and with purpose he dropped, stabbing his sword up to the hilt through the titan's chest and heart, a scream being drowned out in ichor as the titan's mouth dropped back with a last, slow exhale.

After all, there were four ways to truly fade a god. Destroy a majority of their essence until they all but collapse on themselves, something that could only be done with Styx's river or Percy and Nico's fires. Destroy enough of their domain that instead of empowering them, it drained them such as the case with Pan. Break the god's will to live such as Tartarus had done with Ares. And lastly, strike a god down when in their divine form, their truest form.

"To the Realm of the Faded with you. Maybe Lady Chaos be swift and just," Jason murmured as he watched the titan slowly turn to ashen dust rather than gold, denoting his fading rather than 'death'.

An eerie silence seemed to take hold as Jason stared at the dust that was once one of the most feared beings of this planet, only to meet his end at his blade. Jason sighed as his shoulders slouched, the weight of everything that he had done and the consequences coming to him as he looked around for the first time and saw that he wasn't as alone as he'd thought. Peppered around where groups of mortals, all covered in dust and injuries but none seemed to notice as their gazes were locked on him, and they probably had been as he executed Hyperion.

Again the same emotions of the mother he saved but moments earlier were present, their minds working furiously to try and rationalize and comprehend what they had just witnessed. And even odder, several of them had camera phones aimed at him, recording even now. He wasn't sure what to do or even if he could do anything. The details of how exactly the mystic world hid beyond the appliance of the Mist being one aspect that alluded him at times. Somehow he knew he was going to get Hell and worse from Hecate … but also that there was no hiding this.

Mortals had once been aware of the mystic world and they had already started on the path to return such an era to them but this was not how they had wanted to do it. With a resigned sigh he opened his wings and gently kicked off, absentmindedly expanding his mental presence to check the nearest civilians but finding most in stable condition, thanks to the combined efforts of Rhea, Hestia, and Andromeda to answer prayers of healing just enough to keep them off the edge of Hades' domain.

With one last look at the destruction he had brought, he turned his head up and flapped even harder, accelerating faster than most fighter jets as he ascended, a slight trail of tears spilling down his cheeks. He'd rescued Amphitrite and eliminated one of the more dangerous titans … but at what cost…?


Author's Rant: Holy Shit! Talk about coming out with a bang! Hope everyone finds the battle to their satisfaction. Also, to give everyone an idea of the forces of this war for some perspective.

Primordial Council Forces: Percy, Rhea, Hestia, Andromeda, Jason, Thalia, Nico, Styx, Phoebe, some small elite forces or guardians and extra gods like Hercules and such.

Olympian Forces: Remains of the Olympians, loyal minor gods, 1000+ demigods, some creatures

Pontus Forces: Poseidon, Cyclops Army, Undersea armies, several elder titans

Hope that helps, peace and see yah next chapter!