Chapter 16

HEY HEY HEY Zayden StormVoid here to bring you another chapter of the New Titans.Last chapter we saw the coronation of the New Titans, their domains, and their new weapons and powers. I hoped you guys like the wings and the weapons for the group. I stuck to the former Olympians' actual sacred animals and gave the rest animals that would make sense for the rest. I also made some of the weapons and objects based on my own imagination and some by video games, such as Leo's hammer being a blend of Mjolnier, sorry if I spelled it wrong, and the Hammer of Sol super from Destiny, and Hades's Blades of Chaos by the actual Blades of Chaos from God of War.

Anyways, in this chapter I will be covering what is happening over at Olympus with Zeus and the remaining Olympians and during Percy's date with Piper, as well as news on what has been happening there. This takes place a several days after the coronation, approximately 10 days afterwards, and review more on the status between both sides. In this chapter, I will also showcase Percy's first two trials, including his fight with Typhoon. Also I know you guys have been bugging me about making lemons between Percy and the girls and I understand, but because of reasons involving time, managing, and story plotting, I will have to make another story where it has all the juicy lemony stuff. Also, since I'm skipping all the other girl's dates, which is not because of favoritism or any other factors other than time and story plotting, I will have the dates and lemons afterwards on this story. I just have to make it.

Speaking of other stories, I have also news to share. I have also created a new story known as Spider-King: Conquest of Shadows. This story includes good old Spidey becoming King and God of the Symbiotes and his quest to conquer the Marvel and, maybe, DC universe and their women. This story is full of lemons, character deaths, and some stuff not for the faint of heart. If you wish to check it out, then fill free. Also Don't Worry, I'm NOT putting this one on hold, I will be updating the two in a pattern like way, such as first Spider-Man and then The New Titans.

Also on a personal note, I have recently watched Christopher Robin and, for an anti-social, emotionless, cold, logical guy, this movie broke free the waterworks from my eyes and left me a happy, sad, and emotional wreck. I LOVED Pooh and Tigger as they were always my favorite. It was a movie that I think is not getting as much respect as it deserves, and I blame both China and Mission: Impossible for it. No disrespect to the MI or China but the reason Christopher Robin is not a huge success so far is because of MI being big and because Christopher Robin is banned in China just because Pooh memes are used to criticize China's leader, which I found both ridiculous and sad. This movie is great, you should watch it...is you guys are done watching MI, Slender Man, Teen Titans, and The Meg that is. Speaking of Titans, I also watched it and while it made me cringe at time, I found it to be a funny, meta-humored, good movie that made me giddy with all the DC references and poking fun at superhero movies in general. I cracked up especially over the Marvel joking stuff like Deadpool and (spoilers) Stan Lee, I can't believe they brought Stan Lee into a DC movie. It was just...WOW!

Anyways, let's get things started. I don't own Percy Jackson or the world of Percy Jackson, this is all non-cannon and for your entertainment.

And LET'S BEGIN!

A Look at the Past

Location: Olympus, Olympian Throne room

Date: June 26, 2071

Zeus's POV (Shocking right?)

In all my many, many years of life, in all the millennia that I have ruled with my glorious power and rule, I could have never have seen this coming.

I am currently on my mighty throne on Olympus, my arms on my sides with my head tilted down in despair and fear. The reason for this mood? Percy Jackson. Never in all my years, had I met a demigod, a son of Poseidon no less, that has defied and gone against me as much as him. He has been a thorn in my side the very second he was brought into the mythological world, MY world. From the moment he learned of this world, he was openly ridiculed my rule, shown immense disrespect on me and my fellow Olympians, and, unconsciously, proclaimed that being mortal is better than being a god.

And that was just his attitude alone! I have always known that the boy would be a dangerous threat, his power and skill rivaling that of gods and Titans, as well as his unpredictable nature all perfect examples of why I showed have shot he boy with my Master Bolt a long time ago. Now he is back, stronger than ever, and my Bolt is gone, along with half of the original Olympians.

It was because of Percy Jackson that my Master Bolt had been destroyed. It is because of Percy Jackson that my hold over Fate is broken. It is because of Percy Jackson that half of my forces, demigods and gods alike, have turned traitor and fled. And it is because of PERCY JACKSON THAT MY SON IS DEAD!

Except, I am forced to admit, even against my stubborn pride, that all of this is also my fault.

I would never say this out loud, especially to the Olympians but it is my fault that all of this is happening. If I wanted to get rid of Jackson, there were other ways. I could have waited till he was old and poison him, making it seem that he had a heart attack. I could have waited till he did something dangerous and then make it go wrong and make it look like a bad day. I could have done so many things, yet, in my bruised pride, I chose the the way that seemed the most painful for the demigod, something that I thought would make him fall into despair and kill himself or realize that mortal life is inferior to the immortal life. What could have backfired on me?

Before I could think, a flash occurred in front of me and from it came Athena, my daughter. She bowed before me, as it is customary, and said "Father, I have come back from my research about the shift of power and domains, just as you requested."

This was just one of the biggest headaches that I have endured for the past three weeks. My problems ranged from dozens. The most troubling were a few major ones. The first was the significant drop in our forces. When Jackson came back and killed Ares, he revealed that he had not only half of the Olympian council on his side, but the Hunters, half of the Amazons and Camp Half-Blood, and even the whole of Camp Jupiter. With so many demigods now on the side of the enemy, we Olympians felt a drastic decline in our power. Despite how I much I hated this, the demigods's praise and worship helped us with our strength and power. Once we may have been all powerful, invincible even, but the demigods and mortals' worship came as the Fates way of controlling and maintaining our power, a battery of sorts. If the number of worship goes down, so too does our power, and with the mortals no longer worshiping us and now most of the demigods now on the enemy's side, our power has begun diminishing rapidly.

Another problem correlated with the first problem, only this time it concerned more of the Roman demigods' near complete and total lack of worship. Our Roman forms, like Jupiter for me, have gone silent. I tried looking into my mind to find my Roman self, but only found a crippled, old, crumbling version of my former self. With the Roman camp and, subsequently, almost all of the Romans now against us, the power that we could manifest from the Romans has also decreased terribly. The only things that now sustain them is the scraps of worship that they receive from the remaining Roman demigods that sided with us, which weirdly were all at Camp Half-Blood.

Another situation was that of the new mountain that arose near the Great Lakes. From a mortal newscast, it showed the mountain as big and wide, its presence miraculous and astonishing. But we immortals saw what the Mist held from the mortals, a city on top of the mountain, like Olympus in old times. They claimed they named the Mt. New Genesis for reasons not fully understood but I knew, it was Perseus and the traitors. They created the mountain as their base and home for their city. I at first thought it was foolish to create such a structure so openly and without care, before I realized the truth behind Perseus's intentions. He knew we would notice it, he knew we would know it was them and their city was on the top, but he knew we couldn't attack it. The further North we go, the weaker we become, and with our weakened state as it is, if we were to go anywhere near the mountain, let alone to the top, we will become as weak as Big Three demigod, and we would become easily defeated. It was, painfully, a genius tactic that either ensured there victory quicker or prolong our suffering.

The next major problems resided with the immortals and gods. Another significant part of our decreased worship also resides with the disappearance of numerous satyrs, nymphs, and life spirits. The new satyr god of the wild, Grover, has been trying to locate and manage the situation, however, these spirits have cut off communication and have seemingly vanished from the god's watch, including his own wife and kids. Another problem also dealt with the minor gods and Titans. Already many minor gods have joined with Jackson's side, such as big ones known as Thanatos, Hypnos, Morpheus, Nike, Eris, and even my daughter Hebe. Thankfully, some minor gods such as Hercules, Phobos, Demios, Nemesis, and Hecate have still align themselves but some seem afraid and unsure. I made a mental note to make sure they know where their allegiance lies.

I also had my remaining Olympians and minor gods investigate the whereabouts of the Titans, only to find some very disturbing news. Many of the Titans, some now in Tarartus, have been reported missing and their whereabouts unknown, almost like they have disappeared of the face of the Earth. Some of these Titans included Koios, Hyperion, Krios, and even Atlas, as evident that of the mysterious pillar that holds the skies. Normally, I wouldn't care for the Titans and would be glad of their disappearance, hoping that it was a sign of their fading, but with the inevitable new war soon to commence, I wish to find any allies to obtain or bribe. Another problem included the Titans that have joined Perseus such as Thetis, Leto, Prometheus, and even my own mother, Rhea. I was shocked beyond belief that my mother, who I believed loved me above all my siblings suddenly announced that she sided with my traitorous nephew and my eldest siblings, Hestia and Hades. It, for once, made my heart hurt and filled with sadness.

Speaking of heartbreak and sadness, one of the most painful problems that has occurred is the split of half of the Olympians council. Aphrodite, my siblings, Hestia and Hades, my sons, Hermes and Apollo, and even my loyal daughter, Artemis, have all betrayed and joined against the Betrayed Savior of Olympus. Huh, Ironic, I must painfully realize. Anyways, when they betrayed us and disappeared, I lashed out in rage and destroyed their seats of power, hoping to diminish their power, but I fear that my efforts were in vain. Another seat of power that was also destroyed was my son's, Ares's. His throne was in ruins when I arrived in the throne room after Perseus came back. For the course of the weeks, me and my Olympians have searched through candidates to see whom to fill the 7 vacant seats of the Olympian Council, including Ares's spot.

The final candidates were Hercules, Jason Grace, Zane Skye, Annabeth Chase, Ryan Markus, Phobos, and Demios. I chose my sons Hercules, Jason, and Zane because I knew they were my most loyalist, strongest, and most power-hungry sons. They have continuously bugged me to make them Olympians and this was the best way to secure loyal Olympians that would take my side. Annabeth Chase was requested by Athena and I agreed that she would make a worthy war goddess and strategist. Ryan Markus was requested by Poseidon, the boy's father and my brother. Normally, I would have rejected the possibility of a son of Poseidon as one of my Olympians, but I knew the boy's loyalty to his father, his hunger for power, and, more importantly, his hate and rage towards Perseus Jackson. I found that the boy was jealous of Jackson and would do anything to kill the former demigod himself and prove himself superior. I thought it the perfect form of manipulation and control over the young god. As for Phobos and Demios, they were wildcards. They were low-level gods, medium at best, and they were more powerful candidates, but those candidates also have a history of joining the Titans, like Hecate and Nemesis, and I rather have weak, loyal soldiers than powerful, shady soldiers. Plus, they have a bone to pick with Jackson after he killed their father and that made them controllable.

We made a ceremony to make them Olympian gods, but it failed terribly. When the whole of our forces arrived and I began one of my grand, amazing speeches, something occurred. The wall that depicted the tales of heroes, especially the 2nd Titan and Giant Wars, started to glow blue. It then shot a blast of light to the middle of the throne room. The flashed died down as a holographic display of the Council meeting where Perseus Jackson revealed himself. Me and the Olympians were so shocked to realize that our forces were being shown how the boy easily restrained us, how he revealed of our betrayal of him and our lies, and even showed the fight between Ares and Perseus, somehow making it so that the mortals could see Ares's divine form.

The gods, demigods, legacies, satyrs, nymphs, and immortals were shocked at the reveal. Then the hologram changed to form Percy Jackson, he claimed he was a recording for the rest of them to see what happened, how he claimed under oath to the Styx and Chaos that what happened was true, and how we lied about who the true hero of Olympus was: him. The mural of the wars changed to show Perseus Jackson take his place where Ryan and Zane were, showing the truth of our deception. Then something more terrifying happened. The Flame of the West, the Hearth of Olympus, died, the flames disappearing as if it was an illusion. The hologram informed us, smugly, that they stole the Flame long ago and that the one we saw was an illusion created by Hestia. The hologram faded with Jackson making a colorful hand gesture that the adult demigods had to cover the young ones' eyes.

After chaotic panic and talking, I yelled out order and made a encouraging speech so weak, even I felt and admitted it was weak. We proceeded and tried to make the new candidates the new Olympian gods, but something happened. They turned into Olympians fine but they didn't feel any different, no change in their domains other than a slight boost in power. The domains that failed to be given were that of the traitor Olympians, Ares, and the fallen wing gods. Since then, Athena and her daughter have investigated the reason for this debacle.

Now, she has come with the results.

"Athena," I said. "What news have you discovered of our plight."

Athena face grew nervous and fearful. She said to me "I'm afraid, father, that it is not good news. me and Annabeth searched through the Olympian library and found no answer to why the domains of the traitors wouldn't go to the our newest of kin...unless the domains never left."

My eyes grew with shock and my fear clenched in fear. I grew angry and shouted at her "Impossible! They rejected and renounced their ties to Olympus, they renounced their thrones and therefore their domains. I destroyed the very thrones myself!"

Athena flinched under my rage but spoke "Yes you did, but if the domains were to leave them, they would have been unchecked and the world would have shown the consequences, but we have never saw them. All has been normal in the mortal world, the moon hasn't disappeared, the sun hasn't, ghost haven't escaped the underworld, all is normal, so their domains have to have been in control. But what could let them have their powers and domains?"

As she said the question, the answer was made clear in my mind, an answer that filled me with dread and hopelessness. "Chaos." I said.

Athena was caught off-guard and said "What?"

I said again "Chaos. It was the Creator, he allowed for them to keep their domains and keep them from us."

Athena looked flabbergasted and said "B-But, that's against the Ancient Laws, the Creator himself couldn't break them if he wanted to."

I continued with the answer "He could, if he just kept them in check long enough for them to regain their new thrones. Do you remember the massive disturbance in our domains?"

Athena nodded. She knew full well about what happened, we all did. A week or so ago, a massive disturbance in our domains occurred that left us feeling lightheaded and tired. We felt our connection to our powers and domains weaken and then we felt them slowly decrease. It was slow, more than sluggish, but it was constant and with every day, we felt weaker, like our domains were a jar of candy and every day one piece would be taken from the jar until there would be nothing left. That is what was happening.

I understood what is meant. "The massive disturbance was their coronation, they became what Jackson said they were. The New Titans. I know this because it was like how me and my siblings became the Olympians, how our domains were drawn and given to us. They are claiming dominion of the domains everyday, unintentionally."

Athena looked fearful and worried. I knew she was asking in her mind for more answers on how I know this. The truth was that I didn't know. It was like looking through a fog until a subtle breeze started to clear the image. Now a new worry that I feel is what this 'breeze' is and where it came from?

Athena asked lastly "But, if what you say is true, then what will happen if our hold on our domains runs out?"

I looked at her, fear and despair evident, something I never wished for anybody to see me with. I said "It is quite simple. We will lose, we will perish, we will fade."

Athena looked down despondent as I was. I tried to rack my brain for any way to find solution to this problem, to find a path to win the coming war, yet I found none. Hecate would always say that there always four routes to take, right, left, forward, and back. But for now, I feel there is but one route and it would take us to our doom. It infuriated me to no end.

The real war had not even begun, but we were already losing the war of the mind. Of our souls. Of our domains.

It hadn't stared and yet, we were already losing.

Location: Percioples, Perseus's castle.

Percy POV

I am currently on my bed, naked, tired, and exhausted. I had just finished a 'magical experience' with the beautiful, tanned, Chereoke girl that laid next to me: Piper. She was currently passed out, her eyes closed and her breaths in pants, signalling that she was also exhausted from our 'activity'. Her naked form was barely covered by the sheets of my bed, her exposed tanned skin glowing with sweat and making it shine like bronze and her hair was slightly messed. Her body laid on mine, her breasts squashed on my side and her hand placed on my chest, which I reached towards and held, rubbing my thumb on her hand.

Me and Piper came back from our wonderful, memorable date. We went to the place where Piper and her dad would spend time in and had a picnic, walked through the woods, talking and telling jokes, and, to end it, I pulled off a show of fireworks, my powers, and we sang while I played the guitar. Yeah, I play guitar. It was always a hobby of mine that I picked up after my mom got rid of Gabe, and would do when me and my mom were in Montuak. Apollo even helped me improve on it, as a favor to help me impress Annabeth, but, well, you know how that went. But that didn't mean I had to give up on it, I still practiced and would only tell certain people about this. Anyways, after the evening with Piper, when we came to my palace, she went wild on me and, well, it was an amazing few hours after that.

Thinking about what happened, my 'not-so-little' buddy decided to wake up again. I felt it rub against Piper's leg and heard her let out a little moan, which caused both 'Little Percy' to jump and for me to blush madly. The girls claimed that even by mythological standards, my stamina and size was near impossible. I was at first weirded out by how they know I was like this, to with Aphrodite and Artemis saying that the male gods usually liked to walk around naked in ancient times and that I would keep going even after 5 hours continuous, non-stop sex, which me and Aphrodite certainly proved. I inwardly groaned at the inconvenience and decided to wait until it cools off, not wanting to wake Piper up and let her rest.

I looked around my palace room to pass the time. The roof and floor of the room were poetically contrasting from each other. The roof was black and had depictions of planets, stars, comets, nebuale, and galaxies depicted on it. In the center, my Symbol of Power was shown, except the Yin was whitish-blue, lightning sparking from it, and the black Yang had lines and spreading of ice on it. The floor was golden white in contrast, smooth and warm to the touch and would compensate magically for my feet, courtesy of Percioples's famous blacksmith and inventor: Leo. The floor had depictions of the Earth and multiple eras like the prehistoric times of dinosaurs and wildlife to the futuristic times of today. My Symbol of Power was also depicted on the floor with the Yin fiery white, flames coming forth from the white and waves and water spreading out from the darkish-blue of the Yang. If you would closely look, the figures on the floor and the stars and planetary objects would slowly move, which served to calm me down and help me sleep.

My bed was at the far end of the room, king-sized, white sheets and a dark wooden framing. There was a nightstand next to my bed where a lamp was attached to the wall and Riptide and Fatum lay there in pen form. On the other end of the room, near the door was my holo-desk. It was Leo's invention, a desk that can display holographic images and contain date and information. On the wall in front of it, pictures of my mother, friends, and family where pinned.

I looked to my left to find two doors that led to my closet and bathroom, respectfully. The closet was also of Leo's design, then again what isn't. It can digitized any clothing of any style onto you, but I rarely use it. No disrespect, I like it, but I find it unnecessary when I can just flash on my clothes. My bathroom was a simple one, with a toilet, sink, cabinets for items, and a shower big enough for two people, trust me, I made sure. I then looked to my right to find my balcony there. It was closed by the windows/doors, the velvet curtains partially blocking the view outside. The glass was of a polycarbonic substance that was unbreakable, and can magically become like one-way glass just in case of anybody trying to break it or spy on me. The balcony held an amazing view of the city, especially at night where the city lights and the stars above would illuminate the night. The city is already becoming famous to the mythological world by a few names such as 'The Glowing Stars City' and 'The City of Ages'.

With that pleasant thought in my head, my eyes dropped and I faded into the realm of sleep and dreams. I don't know if gods can sleep or dream, but I was certainly having a weird one. My mind recalled the evening that me and Piper had today, especially when me and her were walking through the forest. We talked about when we realized we really like each other, what times were the best and scariest, and the most memorable times that we realized that we wouldn't want to be apart. Piper replied to the last one with when I comforted her after the reward ceremony, our times during Camp Half-Blood and when she had to watch helpless when I had to fight Typhoon.

The memory of that day took hold and I felt myself drift into the memory, the day of my trials.

'Flashback'

I found myself in the Primordial Throne Room. I looked to see myself standing in the middle of the room, the Primordials and Chaos seating on their throne. I saw Piper, Artemis, Aphrodite, Zoe, Thalia, and the rest off to the side. I looked at Chaos and he looked at me. He asked "Are you ready, Perseus?"

I looked at him, determination and readiness in my eyes, and I said "Always."

Chaos smiled with pride and nodded. He then said "Good, the lets begin. For your first trial, you will head to the Cave of Completion. The reason why you will head to the cave is because of your role as the future king, you must be a symbol of power, honor, and justice, your kingdom must be strong and whole, and their king must also be strong and whole. You must face your saddest memories, including your betrayal, experience your toughest challenges again, and you must face the darkest parts of your won mind, body, and soul."

I nodded in understanding. I said "If it is your will, Father, then I will do what I must to complete these trials. I will face my betrayal a hundred times if you wish it."

Chaos smiled again in pride and raised his hand. It glowed and he said "Then go forth, my son and champion. Brace yourself to face and withstand your darkest parts." The light glowed brighter and the world turned white.

When the light faded, I found myself in a field outside Arcadia. I looked towards the mountain and path to the cave and decided that the fastest and safest way there was to fly. I concentrated on my Phoenix Wings and they appeared on my back in a flash of fire. They looked the same as Flare's wings. I then took off into the air and headed toward the cave. I flew past cliffs, structures, and rocks, careful not to get reckless in such a high environment. I saw the cave's opening and descended. I touched down just outside the cave and flashed my wings away. I walked into the dark, pitch-black cave.

It was densely black and I couldn't see anything, until a second later and lights came up from magically lit torches. They were off different colors, ranging from red, purple, green, golden, white, blue, and gray. They reminded me of the amphitheater in Camp Half-Blood, the flames changing from different colors and size depending on the campers' moods. It lit a flame of nostalgia and pain in my heart, as most memories of camp usually do. As I went deeper, I found multiple things that correlated to my past, the smell of blue cookies that my mom use to make, items and objects from the Big House attic, even replicas of the items I found in quests like the Twelfth Legion Eagle and the Golden Fleece.

But what drew my attention more were repeated pictures of my time at Camp, especially of me, Annabeth, and Grover hugging, of Poseidon, and mother and Paul. But as I looked at them they started to Annabeth and Grover would be smiling, they would started to frown, look away from me, and then drift from view, leaving me, in the picture, sad and crying. Where Poseidon would smile and look at me with pride, his eyes started to looked at me with disdain and disgust, his smile into a scowl, and would turn his back to me. And where my mother and Paul would smile, their eyes would have blooding going down their cheeks like tears, their skin turning ghostly white, their eyes turning hollow black, and Paul's chest would look bloody and torn while Mom's neck would gain a purplish, blue bruise on her neck. As it continued, I looked away, trying to focus forward, to the end of the cave.

As I reached the end of the cave, what I found was a pedestal, black and white in color, and jewels of colorful variety, such as ocean blue, fiery red, sea-green emeralds, bright golden, icy blue, electric blue, and deep, dark purple. The wall of the cave's end was not a rocky wall, but a wooden wall, like a cabin wall and to the bottom of the walls there would be pools of flowing water, that gave off a sound of crashing tides and an ocean breeze. I realized then it represented the cabin in Montuak, where me and my mother would always go in the summer. The smell of her cookies intensified and my eyes teared up a bit.

I felt a presence behind me and I turned to find Chaos there, waiting patiently. He walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder and motioned with the other to sit on the pedestal. We sat there and he began to speak "You know, even if you didn't know it then, I was watching over you, even when your satyr friend, Grover, came here to save you from the Minotaur."

I looked away and replied dryly "He's not my friend, not anymore. He turned his back on me, my once best friend, for the newer son of Poesidon. Even after all I did for him, helping him find Pan, saving him from being eaten by a Cyclops, standing with him against the Council of Cloven Elders. After all our adventures and hardships, everything we went through, he turned his back on me, like her."

Chaos sighed and said "I understand your pain, Perseus, more than you know. I faced the same pain when my son, Lucifer, rebelled against me, influenced my other children to follow him, and fought against me. I knew it would happen, I always knew he would."

I asked Chaos "Then why didn't you put him down, why didn't you make sure that he wouldn't have turned or corrupted humanity and everyone else? Your the Creator of the Universe, why didn't you try to stop him?"

Chaos replied "Because then his life, his destiny, wouldn't be his to make. I would be controlling him, pulling his strings, only for him to further resent me. Even if I would have said it was to protect him and everyone, he would have resented me more, he would turned faster and greater and then the fault for his transformation would have been mine to bear. I may be the Creator of the Universe, creator of fate and destiny, but I don't control fate. No one should ever. People's fates, their actions, their decision, their futures, no matter how bright or dark they may be, it is theirs to forge and make. Your betrayal by the hands of your friends and family was their decision. They chose to betray you, they chose to listen to the words of others and their own insecurities, they could have ignored them but their decision was to hear, to listen, and to let their fears and troubles control them. Life is about your choices, they shape and define who you are, they shape your mind and your soul. Whether good or evil, they are never constant in one's fate, they are defined by our choices. How you handle and move forward from it will define who you are, who you will become."

I was silent, handling what I have been taught. I realized something and then said to Chaos "You want me to forgive them, don't you? You want me to forget about it and forgive them?"

Chaos said "No. If that is your decision to make, it shall be you that does it, but you should never forget about it. Rather, let it be reminder, a lesson to learn. Let the hardships of your past strengthen you, let it be the fire, hammer, and metal to forge your future. Or let the doubt, fear, and pain pull you down. Allow it to corrupt, tear, and burden your soul and future into a pit of depression and darkness. The choice is yours to make."

I squeezed my shoulder and let go. I looked over to him, only find him gone, leaving me alone in the Cave. I thought over his words over and over, until I came to a decision. I then laid cross-legged on the middle of the pedestal, bringing my hands to my side and looked inwards, into my mind and soul. I closed my eyes, letting the would go black.

I felt like I was moving yet I wasn't. I felt my surroundings different, more fluid, more...spiritual. I opened my eyes to find myself in the place I never wanted to ever come back: Camp Half-Blood. Or at least a part of it.

I was sitting cross-legged in the grass, several cabins around me yet there were floating pieces hovering over the roof that were actually part of the roof. I looked around to see multiple doors around me, sometimes connected to the cabins, sometimes some just floating in the air. I got up and looked around. The first I opened revealed a place that wasn't Camp Half-Blood, it was Camp Jupiter and I saw more doors there too. I closed it and went to another and found myself in the Hunter's camp, tents standing up and more doors again. I looked around more and the results were the same. Some places opened to Olympus, others to Montuak, others to my mom's apartment house. I was confused and didn't know where to go.

Suddenly, I heard a roar behind me and I turned swiftly to find it up the hill. I ran towards to hill to find the Minotaur there chasing two figures. As I looked to the two figures, my eyes widened in shock. It was me and Grover. I realized then that this was a memory, the memory of coming to Camp Half-Blood for the first time. I saw how I defeated the Minotaur and admitted that I looked insane doing it, but in retrospect my body was moving on its own. I then saw how I first met Annabeth, my heart throbbing in pain. I saw it dissolve and the place return to normal. I walked to the Big House and saw Chiron and Mr. D there, my rage rising at seeing the lazy wine god, but I cooled myself because it was just a memory. I saw myself learn of the Greek world, how my crippled teacher was actually a centaur, met Luke, Clarrise, and spend my night in the Hermes cabin.

The process continued in rapid succession as my adventures and experiences clashed in my mind, with me feeling them all over again. I felt the pain and agony of my fight with the Chimera, my fight with Ares, the Sea of Monsters, fighting Atlas, exploding at Hephaestus's forge, the shame of leaving Calypso, fighting Kampe, Hyperion, and Kronos, the dive in the River Styx, all of it. I also felt the loss of the River Styx at Camp Jupiter, drowning in mud by Gaea, fighting Alcyoneus's ghost army and Polybotes, the fight between the Giant Twins, I even felt the full terror, pain, hopelessness, and misery of Tartarus again. I felt the fight against Gaea, the looks of disdain of my friends who sided with Ryan and Zane, the betrayal of the Olympians, Poseidon, and Annabeth. I felt everything. I felt the guilt, pain, and sadness of my friends' deaths, especially the incredible pain of losing Zoe. I felt powerful anger at seeing Artemis under the sky, deep worry at seeing Thalia trapped under the stature on Olympus, the shame at seeing Piper worried and screaming when me and Jason fight, and the utter shock and hatred of myself when I realized that Aphrodite was crying when I went to Athena's castle. Everything came back like raging river of pain and suffering.

But I felt the good times too. The joy of Tyson, the jokes and pranks the Stolls and I would do, the friendship and brotherhood between me and Grover, the happiness of Silena, the friendship of Beckendorf, Michael, and Lee, the giddiness of Bianca, even Nico's always depressing attitude was comfort for me. I felt the feeling of love that I had with Rachel and Annabeth, the joyful promise I made to Calypso, the friendship and bond of acceptance between me, Frank, and Hazel, the acceptance and humor of Leo, Jason's once pride and spirit, Reyna's courage and forgiveness after Circe's Island, Apollo's and Hermes's cousinly bond and friendship, Hades and I's uncle/nephew relationship, the bond of brotherhood and motherness that I have from Triton and Amphitrite, the love of my mother, Paul, Andromeda, Aunt Hestia, even Poseidon before the betrayal. I felt Chaos's father-like love and pride, the Primordial's friendship, as well as Ethan's and Alabastor, the bond I have with Blackjack, Mrs. O'Leary, Lykos, and Flare, and the love that I have with Artemis, Piper, Thalia, Aphrodite, and Zoe. It filled me with comfort like the breeze of the sea.

After everything came back to, I felt someone behind me. I turned to find...myself? The person looked just like me, from the eyes, hair, face, right down to the same clothes I had...except for the color swap. Where my clothes would have been black, his was white, where mine was white, his was black. The gray strand of hair was blinding white and when he blinked once, I swear I thought his eyes turned black like a demon's.

I was shocked and frozen like a statue, until the carbon copy of myself spoke "Percy Jackson, its about time we met face to face."

I mentally shook myself and said to him "Who are you? Why do you look just like me?"

The clone Perseus smirked, his grin giving off a feral, mischievous tone. He said "Why wouldn't I look like you? After all, we are one in the same."

My eyes widened at what he said. I said "What are you talking about?"

He laughed maniacally before calming down. He then said "I thought you would know exactly who I am, I mean you channeled me several times in the past. Like...hmm, let me think...oh yeah! I was there in Tartarus, I was there when you fought Gaea, and I was especially there when the bitch cheated on US and OUR betrayal."

The answer collided in my head the second later. I said "Your me?"

He smiled and said "Well, part of you anyway. How about a little riddle to explain? You live in the light while I live in the dark, but I come out to play when you light your raging spark. I'm your sins made form, you darkness incarnate, we will be together in our eternal circling state." As he finished the riddle, his eyes turned black with white dot in the middle.

I backed up slightly, afraid of the answer, before my foot stepped into a pond that wasn't there. I looked to the pond to see my reflection. I looked normal...except for my eyes. My eyes were completely white, except for a black in dot in the middle.

Realization came fully in my mind. I said "We are in my mind, our mind. What I have been seeing our my memories, my experiences, my brightest times," I looked to my other self, "and my darkest ones."

I looked at his black demonic eyes and said "You Are me. You are everything dark about me, all of my fear, rage, sadness, sloth, jealousy, greed, pride, and darkest thoughts all in one. Your my darkest parts."

My dark self smiled that reminded me of a psychopath. He said gleefully "Like the Yang to your Yin, we balance ourselves, tear us apart and we break like shells."

I said, well, myself with "So, what do I call you? I can't just call you Dark Percy or something cliche like that, right?"

He chuckled and said "Like everything, we share the same thoughts. No, not Dark Percy, maybe just call me...Perce. I mean it seems fitting, the nickname that your friends called you, especially during the 'good old days'."

I sighed and said "Well then, Perce, what are you here for? For the trial?"

He then said "Ding Ding Ding, we have a winner! Yes, I'm here for this trial of ours. To make things short and simple, we must find a way to 'become one' for us to become worthy of this King business and for us to finally kill the motherfuckers that we call the Olympians."

I said "Well, alright, so... do we just hug it out? Shake on it? Talk to each other?"

Perce said "Well it would be that simple...if I didn't want to beat your face in."

I said "Wait, what?"

Suddenly, Perce shot towards like a rocket and punched me straight in the face. I was sent flying and crashed through door to find myself in Camp Jupiter. I groaned and got back up just in time to roll away from Perce slamming the ground I was on. I took a fighting stance and readied myself for another attack. Perce said "I am the incarnation of all your rage, hatred, and trauma you ever have, including your self-hatred and betrayal. Let this little therapy session begin."

In that moment, I spent for who knows how long fighting Perce, the light and the dark clashing in symphony, both of us equal in every way, except where I had more restraint and honor, Perce had all the ferocity and savagery. We kept at it, clashing and blasting through different memories and places in my mind. I wanted to kill him, I wanted to get rid of everything he stood for and everything he represented as it was everything I resented, from the ferocity that was revealed in Tartarus to the trauma of the betrayal.

We finally clashed, our hands pushing against each other, putting our full weight and power to push the other one away. Perce had a dark glow around him while I had a white glow around me. The whole area around us was swirling, distoring, mess. The more he smiled the more I hated and wanted to destroy him. But I saw something in Perce's eyes: annoyance and anger. I, at first, thought it was directed at me because he couldn't get rid of me easily, but I realized it was something else. He seemed frustrated at me, like a parent waiting too long for their kid to get something.

I was going to ignore it and fight on; however, I heard the words Chaos said to me ring around me 'Let the hardships of your past strengthen you...or let the doubt, fear, and pain pull you down...the choice is yours to make.'

It was hard to figure out what it was telling me with me fighting against myself, but as I thought that I realized it. I was fighting against myself. This Perce guy was me, he is a part of me, one weight balancing the scales, keeping the dark and light equal and in order.

I figured out what I had to do.

I pushed against Perce, but not at him, at myself. I flew back and landed on my feet a few yards away from Perce. I yelled out "I'm not going to fight you."

Perce looked shocked and confused. He said "What? Are you giving up? I'm a part of you, you don't give up on me, especially ME!."

I shouted back "I know. That's why I'm not going to fight you. I realized that I need you, just as much as you need me. I'm done letting myself be pulled down by my mistakes, by my actions, my regrets, and what happened. I'm done letting the anger, hate, and betrayal consume me and turn me into something I'm not, something I will never be. If I let it, I will be no different that Kronos, Gaea, or Zeus. I'm done fighting against my flaws and weaknesses. Instead, I embrace them, embrace you, I will use the pain, anger, and the past not as a vendetta, not as a crutch, but, as somebody very wise told us, as a forge to improve myself, improve us. Your one half of the whole Perseus Jackson being. It's time I let it go ad become one to bring what is important: peace and justice to the world. What do you say, Perce?"

Perce was silent, he had a unreadable look on him. He then walked over, calm and steady towards me. The aura that surrounded us faded and the world around us calmed as well, the world turning itself into our mother's apartment, clean and untainted. As he reached me, he stopped. He looked me in the eye, his eyes turning black again, which assumed that my eyes were white as well.

He then spoke, saying "It's about damn time."

He reached out and grabbed my hand, shaking it. Our hands glowed, his black and mine white, making our joined hands a swirl of black and white. We could feel ourselves changing. The world of our mind also grew whiter, the background seemingly disappearing.

Perce then spoke "For our friends." The light and shadow started covering our arms.

I spoke back "For our family." The light and shadow engulfed our bodies.

He said lastly, as the light and shadows nearly consumed us, grinning "To kicking Zeus's ass."

I grinned and said lastly "Let's get things started."

The shadows and light enveloped us and the world shifted.

I found myself back in the cave, laying cross-legged on the pedestal. I felt different, more stronger, more balanced. I heard clapping to find Chaos there, clapping his hands, a proud look on his face. I smiled, got off, and hugged him. He hugged back as hard.

We separated and he said "Huh, you haven't changed much, except your features look more sculpted and a more confident aura around you." I chuckled at that and we were flashed back into the Primordial throne room.

When we got there, I looked to see the girls blushing heavily at me, the guys smirking wildly, and the Primordials with smiles on their faces. I hoped they didn't see everything, but then again, life has been a bitch to me for so long why not a little more?

Chaos coughed noticeably, alerting me to continue. I looked to him and he spoke "Congratulations, my son, on completing the first trial. You have become one with your other, more darker self and now are ready for the second trial."

I nodded, a serious look on me. Chaos explained "For your second trails, it will be the same as everyone has done. You will travel to Tartarus, once more, to fight, defeat, and destroy a monster that has plagued the world long enough in fear. Unfortunately for you, this will be the hardest challenge you will have ever faced, more dangerous than both Kronos and Gaea. Not to ruin your achievements, my champion, but you only fought Kronos when he was tethered to Luke's body and not in his full strength and form, and you didn't fight Gaea at her strongest but when she was weakened. This foe will not be tethered or weakened. Today, he will be in his strongest state, for a time of change has started to occur in the mythological world and this disturbance will fuel this foe to the strongest."

I gulped a bit at what at I heard. More dangerous than both Kronos and Gaea? I thought a foe like that wasn't possible. Chaos continued with "The enemy you will fight has been the single, most dangerous threat that has ever plagued the Greco-Roman pantheon. He has been feared by Titans and gods alike, his power is rivaling that of only myself and the Primordials, this creature is father to every monster of the Greco-Roman pantheon and the very Bane of Olympus."

My eyes widened in horror at the mention of 'father to every monster'. There was only one monster that fit that description. I sneaked a glance towards the others and by their horrified faces I knew I was right. The memories of a giant, cloud covered being popped in my head and how he marched towards Olympus only to be stopped by former father.

Chaos finished with "This monster had been mostly avoided, even through name and mention. His full power and thirst of power only quenched by the whole of Olympus against him, and even then not destroyed. His had been given many names but you know him most as 'Father of Monsters' and 'The Nightmare of the Gods."

His eyes grew very serious. He said "Typhon."

My heart dropped like an anvil dropped to the sea. I heard shouts of protest and outrage, and realized it was everybody, even the Primordials. I yelled out "ENOUGH!" That shut them up fast. I yelled out "I don't like the idea of fighting him anymore than any of you, but if I defeat him to prove myself worthy to fight the Olympians, then so be it. It is the Creator's will, my father's will, and I will accept it. It is my duty as his champion, and, most importantly, his son."

Chaos smiled proud at me. The Primordials nodded their head, complete understanding in their eyes. The others were hesitant, especially the girls, but after a look from me, they agreed. I smiled at them and turned to Chaos. "I'm ready."

Chaos nodded and he raised his hands. As the world grew bright, Chaos said "Go luck, my son, and be careful, you have never faced a monster like him before."

The world went white. I noticed a very prominent shift in the atmosphere. The air felt acidic, the ground sharp and jagged, the very presence of the place screamed chaos and savagery. The light faded to show me a barren wasteland, with the ground looking like fields of broken black glass, pointed mountains and peaks, blood red skies with the clouds looking like blood cells, and of course the screams and howls of monsters everywhere. Just another day in Tartarus.

I tried to figure out what would be the best way to find Typhon, even though it couldn't be that hard finding a giant monster that made the Empire State Building look like an overly sized toothpick. I formed my wings on me and flew to find Typhon.

I found him a literal second later. And not in a very pleasant way.

As I was starting to fly into the air, I was swatted miles away by a giant hand. I crashed onto the jagged ground, creating a big hole in the ground. I got up groggily and look to who swatted me away like a fly...to find a monster that made me actually feel like a fly.

The monster was GINORMOUS! I would say he was as big or even bigger than the weird monster that Triton fought. He definitely looked big enough to make the most biggest buildings in the world and make them his own baseball bat collection. But it wasn't just the sheer size that terrified me, no no no no no. It was his appearance. Last I saw Typhon was from an Iris Message and he just looked like a giant made of clouds, thanks to the Mist, with random monster parts sticking out. There was no clouds here to cover him up now.

The monstrosity was HIDEOUS! The chest of the monster was super big and looked like a super beefed-up man's chest, except scaly and purple. That was the ONLY humanoid thing about him, beside his face and even that was messed up. The monsters arms were dragon arms, long, scaly, red in color, with spikes sticking out out from the arms, especially the shoulders. The arms' cracks glowed blazing red, like lava was in his veins. Around his hip area, there was a bubbling mess that would have connected the body to the legs. It looked like Kampe, especially when multiple monster heads randomly appeared roaring and screaming in fury. He had no legs, except for four serpent-like tails, each green, scaled, metal spikes appearing in rows around the tails, and each tail was as long monster himself. He had two HUGE pairs of wings behind him, bat-like, black, and each flap would feel powerful enough to make, ironically, a typhoon. As for his face, it was something that would haunt my nightmares. His face was SLIGHTLY humanoid, but red and scaly and his eyes were two pools of red lava. In his jaw line, there were multiple tentacles appearing out that made Davy Jones look normal, braided in metal bands decorated with bones and skulls and red in color. In the middle of the chin, he had a wisp of white hair like a goatee and had two horns beside it. His ears reminded me of an elf's except more demonic and torn. The forehead was full of tiny, spiked horns with black tips, some reaching the cheeks, the top of the head was pointed and he had four giant, demonic, black horns with tinier horns along its base. This was truly Typhon, the King of the Monsters. NO, he wasn't a monster, he was a Demon.

His blood red eyes looked towards me, like two giant, red headlights targeting me. His sounded like a volcano rumbling. He let out a mighty roar that shook and cracked the earth beneath me and cleared away the clouds above till there was nothing. His roar sounded like a dozen nuclear bombs going off all at once. His roar would make Godzilla's sound like a puppy in comparison.

This was a true demon, a true Bane of Olympus, a true evil being of destruction. Perfect.

I drew my two swords, Riptide and Fatum, formed my armor, and took off like a jet towards the demon. He growled and swiped his clawed hands towards me. I shifted to fly away from the arm, barely dodging and felt my cheek get nicked by one of his scaled spikes. As I flew along his arm, he raised his other arm and tired to swat me with his hand. I flew towards the closing gap of the incoming, giant hand. I slashed at the sides with my swords, nicking him and him hissing in pain, like a snake, at the touch of the deadly metals. I flew towards his chest and stabbed the swords in chest, sliding down with the swords slashing down his chest. I evaded away before the roaring monster could squash me with his hand.

As I tried to fly away, I was struck by the serpent leg and sent flying miles, again. I felt like my body was hit by a ramming battleship, every nerve in my body screaming in pain. But I shook it off and flew towards him again incredibly fast. Typhon attacked again with his tentacles and narrowly evaded them all. I channeled my lightning power into my swords and slashed in the air at Typhon, unleashing a powerful wave of electricity at him. It struck him int he chest but it looked like barely flinched and attacked again.

The battle raged on and on, barely able to damage him. I unleashed blasts of fire, both Dragon Slaying and God Slaying, but it didn't hurt him. He would swat me away, most missing some succeeding, with his hands, tentacles, and wings. I unleashed unleashed massive weapons of ice, tornadoes of cold wind, and avalanches of ice magic, only doing a little damage, mostly on the wings, with it succeeding at pissing him off. I withdrew my swords to bring out Demios, slashing at the creature's weak spot and using it to help direct my fire and ice powers. I also brought out my Temporal Chromium scythe, named Thrylos or 'Legend', and attacked Typhon with my temporal and earth powers, with succeeded in slowing and hurting him. I used Heaven's Wraith to shoot out arrows and blasts of spacial energy, which also pissed the monster off. I used all my weapons but they barely manage to cut the monster.

As the fight progressed, I was severely banged up, bruises all over my body, cuts on my arms, legs, and face drawing blood, my face covered in blood, both mine and Typhon's, and my right eye was black. My armor had cracks from all the damage and my cloak looked near ruined. I was panting like crazy for using so much power. Typhon was also damaged. His face had cuts too, with some of his tentacles on his face cut off by my blades, his body littered with cuts, both big and small, and his wings looked scratched up as well. Even one of his eyes was bloodied when I stabbed Fatum in there, causing the monster to roar in fury and try everything to kill me. But the Titan of Storms looked like he could fight for days.

I used my wings to stay above and out maneuver him, until the Typhon blew my brain away with what he did. He flapped his wings and the massive monster FLEW into the air after me. But I expected this and knew how to take the monster down. As the creature slashed and pursued me, I launched my ice magic on his wings, in hopes to slow him down, while at the same time unleashing Sea God Slayer Magic on his wings to soak them. As he launched himself to swipe at me, I spun upwards and collided with wet wings covered in black lightning, screaming "Lightning God's Crackling Strike!" Typhon screamed in pain as his wings were shocked with deadly lightning, especially God Slaying Magic and his wings being wet.

Typhon fell to the ground and created a massive crash, bursts of dust and debris flying into the air. I hovered above, high enough to be safe. It seemed quite, but I knew something like that wouldn't go down so easily. I waited and waited.

I exhaled a short breath, before Typhon's monstrous face appeared out of the cloud, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! The demon roared and a massive blast of fire came out of his mouth, blasting me into a mountain and creating a giant explosion. I was in the middle of the blast area, feeling limp and unable to move. I felt like the slightest movement would send my muscles into agony. My very breathing was painful. But I wouldn't give up, even if the breath was painful, if it was breath it meant I could still fight.

I was about to try and get up, before a giant tentacle crashed unto my whole body. I gasped in pain and as it left another tentacle struck. Typhon repeatedly crushed me under his tentacled legs, each giving me more and more pain. And when things couldn't get any worse, Typhoon launched a fireball created by his hands and blasted it towards me. he launched several blasts and I felt like I couldn't last much longer.

But I heard in my mind my friends. I had a small vision where Apollo was trying to hold Artemis back, with Artemis screaming with tears in her eyes. I knew she was trying to get to me. Leo held back Piper who also cried and screamed, while Andromeda, Bianca, and the Hunt all together struggled with Zoe. Aphrodite was held back by Hades and Hermes, while Thalia had Hestia and Triton holding her back. I saw Luke trying to look away, pain etched in his face, even Ethan and Alabastor looked ready to jump in at any second.

The Primordials looked the same, with Tartarus slightly groaning and winching in discomfort like he could feel everybody going down here. I looked at Chaos who looked actually afraid and closed his eyes. As the pain continued, I heard Chaos's voice in my head saying 'Get up! I didn't train you for hundreds of years just so you can lose to this monster! Get up my son and fight! Not for yourself, but for your friends, your family, the people who love you! Are you gonna leave them in misery and suffering, leave the world suffering? Show him your true power! Show him who you fight for! SHOW HIM WHO YOU ARE!'

My eyes widened and glowed. I clenched my hands in a fist, power swelling up like rocket inside me. I looked into myself, all the memories, all the pain, trials, happiness, friends, family, everyone. I saw Piper, Artemis, Zoe, Thalia, and Aphrodite. Al those who I fight for. All those who made me what I am. Those who I love! AND THIS BASTARD IS NOT TAKING THEM AWAY FROM ME!

Typhon roared out loud, with all his fury, and unleashed a rain of fire on me, creating another explosion. I bet he thought it was over. I bet he roared in triumph. I bet he thought he won.

He was dead wrong.

As he was about to turn away, I fired a beam of pure energy at him that sent him tumbling towards the ground. He got up just in time to see the dust settle and see the demon HE pissed off.

I was left topless with torn black armored pants, showing my powerful chest and eight-pack abs. My muscles arms had my Dragon Slaying and God Slaying tattoos, with the dragon spiked and the symbol of Yin and Yang on my shoulder. My wings glowed in power, grew slightly bigger, and had fire of multiple colors like a fiery deadly rainbow shoot out. My hair spiked up with the only strand of hair that didn't stand up being my gray strip of hair, that grew sharp and and glowed a brighter gray. Most of my hair turned space black with specks of stars in it, and some turned golden white, that gave my hair a black spiked appearance with a golden crown of hair that surrounded it. (FYI, if you want to know how spiked it is, just look up Gray Fullbuster from Fairy Tail with his Demon Slaying powers and it is like that, except with my changes)

This was my Primal Form, my true power unleashed. And I was going to DESTROY THIS BASTARD!

As Typhon recovered from the blast and got up, he charged angrily at me, raising his fists high to slam onto me. As they came down, I simply raised my right hand and, when the joined hands slammed onto me, they were blocked, causing a soundwave to shoot out around us. I pushed the hands up, causing the monster to stumble back, before I flew to his chest and stuck at his gut. Typhon was pushed a few feet and he looked at me with murder and hate in his eyes. He roared and launched another burst of energy at me. I raised my right arm and created a dimensional portal in front of me that swallowed the blast. As Typhon stopped and looked confused, I opened another portal behind him and the his own power struck at his back. As he was stunned, I generated a ton of black lightning and fired it at Typhon. Typhon roared in the agony of the empowered lightning coursing through his body.

The fight escalated quickly after that. I started flying at high speeds around the Titan and fired an endless barrage of attacks on him, each causing him pain. Every time he would unleash roars of energy, I would create portals to swallow and redirect it back at him. When he would charge at me, I would use my lightning and shadow powers to slip away and push him away. I would retaliate with bursts of fire power and earthquakes, and would create shields of water and ice to defend against balls of molten lava and fire.

Suddenly, Typhon roared tot he sky in anger and raised his hands to the air. Storm clouds started to form and gather round his hands. He fired a stream of fire onto the storm clouds, setting them on fire and the clouds started to form a SUPER large ball of destruction. I knew what to do. I raised my hands slightly, raising my index and ring finger on each hand high, my middle fingers down, and my thumb and pinky steadily low. I brought them to my chest, the index, ring, and middle fingers touching the other hand's equivalent fingers, then I moved them past each other till they crossed my chest. I then lowered my right hand down while raising left hand up in a circular formation, with both hands glowing golden. As I was doing this, Typhon's attack became a GIANT ball of flaming storm clouds and lightning. I brought my left hand downwards in a circle while my right moved upwards. As my right hand reached high and my left downward, Typhon roared and prepared to chuck the flaming storm ball at me. I lowered right hand down in front of me while the left I raised, the end of the palms touching. A golden circle formed around me and intricate symbols appeared around me.

I brought my hands back, palms still touching and Typhon tossed the ball at me. As the massive attack came upon me, I thrust my hands forward and caught the attack! I struggled against the momentum of the attack and floated back a bit, grinding my teeth in pain. As the ball slowed, I circled my hands forwards, palms still touching and forward, until my left hand was up and my right down. I shouted out "Time God's Flashback!" I thrust my hands out and the whole ball of destruction glowed golden and was launched away, towards Typhon!

Typhon raised his hands to block the attack, but as it hit, it exploded, fire and energy blasting away, creating a mushroom-shaped cloud.

The whole of Tartarus was silent. No roar or screams of monster. Not even the rumble of thunder or flames. As cloud cleared, Typhon still stood, but looked badly injured. His wings had tears in the leather, his chest had large gashes spewing waterfalls of golden ichor, the snake legs looked burnt and scarred, and his face was scratched and bloody. One of its horns was broken off, as well as the spikes on his shoulders. He looked like giant statue after an earthquake, just ready to crumble.

Seeing the once strong Titan in this pitiful state reminded me that he was still a living being, and that no matter how corrupt or evil they may be, there is always a chance to do the right thing. I shouted to Typhon "It's over Typhon, you are severely injured, you are weak, and you cannot stand one more of my attacks! One final hit will end you for good! But if you wish to back down, to give up this fight and spare yourself eternal torture in the Fields of Fades, then you must swear upon Chaos's name to never again leave Taratrus, never again harm the mortal and godly world again, and to live the rest of your eternal life here! You have until the count of three!"

I brought my hands close to my chest and focused on all of my power, ready to make a killing blow if he doesn't take it. I focused hard and formed a tiny, white, glowing sphere in my hands, with contrasting black sparks of energy being generated from the orb. Objects around us were suddenly floating and being teared apart, molecule by molecule and swarmed towards the orb. One side of me glowed in blinding golden light, while the other in a deep purplish black. What was this attack, you may ask? Well lets just say that you don't want to risk tearing the space-time continuum apart then don't try combining both a black hole and a white hole into one spherical object, unless you had the power of both time and space and were trained for 600 years.

"One!" I shouted. I circled my hands around the orb as it grew slightly bigger and shook and sparked violently. It hummed in power. Typhon started to lower itself in what seemed like pain as one of his arms reached out and clutched his stomach. It growled at me and looked at me with pure hate in his eyes.

"TWO!" I shouted louder. The orb started vibrating and screeching like it was alive. I stopped moving my hands atop of the ball and raised them to the sides of the white-black hole. The dark lightning started to circle around the orb forming rings around it that looked similar to a neutron, only more cracked and deadly looking. It grew to the size of a small of soccer ball. Typhon shook and fell to the ground, using his other hand to support himself, while his tentacled legs laid slack on the ground. It started to glow violent red and deep black. Then Typhon, for the first time that I heard, spoke, with a voice that sounded like a thousand crackling fires, "NEVER! I am Typhon, Nightmare of the Gods! I am Bane to all! I will never rest until all they survey, all that they watch and protect, is destroyed! I WILL destroy EVERYTHING! STARTING WITH YOU!"

"TIME'S UP!" I said finally. The orb stopped shaking, laying still around my hands, glowing brightly, the light and shadows around me swirling into the orb and me. I slowly pull back my arms away from the orb, palms out. Typhon then roared once more, releasing one final bast of fire and pure, godly energy. As it reached towards me,it started to dim and split into different blasts. Suddenly, as it was within feet of me, the beams of energy faded into tiny particles that were absorbed into the the orb. Typhon's eyes widen in pure shock.

I shouted out loudly "TIME-SPACE GOD'S FINAL JUDGEMENT!" I slammed my hands into the orb and it exploded all around me. The energy encircling me and growing rapidly large until it reached the same size as Typhon! Typhon shook in fear, the once almighty Titan quivering under my power. But Typhon didn't want to go down cowardly, so he rushed at me, murder in his eyes and logic completely gone from his mind. I yelled out in fury and the white and black orb shot out with a force more powerful than a million nukes. Typhon roared loudly as it was consumed by the light and all of Tartarus went silent.

As the dust settled, the area around me was burnt, cracked, and destroyed, nothing seen for miles around. I floated down, the remnants of the recently unleashed power whisking away behind me. I landed on a giant chest, the body unmoving, no sign of life. I looked at Typhon's broken, lifeless body. The arms limp on the sides of the body, the spikes burnt away, the legs were incinerated, leaving the corpse bottomless. The wings were burnt away, leaving a giant, wing-shaped silhouette of ash stretching for meters. The face was unmoving, not breathing, the once blood red eyes of Typhon, now black and smoking, the eye sockets looking like the eyes were burnt away.

I was done. The Titan of Storms was silenced. Typhon was no more.

I looked at the corpse one last time, before I flashed away back to the Primordial Throne room. I arrived to find everyone there gawking in awe of me, I knowing full well that they saw what happened. I reverted back to my regular self, my wings also disappearing, and I was left there topless and visibly wounded. I smirked at them, before a sudden tidal wave of exhaustion and pain took hold over me and I started to topple over. The last thing I saw was Artemis running towards me with the other girls closely in tow, the world turning sideways, and darkness clouded my vision as I went into unconsciousness.

'Flashback over'

As everything went black, I slipped out of my memory. My consciousness was still asleep and I felt myself floating in the darkness of my mind. Suddenly, I started to see things, but they weren't memories, they showed things that I don't recall seeing and things that I haven't seen before.

I saw a city wreathed in flames, people screaming their lungs out, the Empire State Building in the background while a mass of monsters and demigods alike marching together away from the building. I saw two armies clash with a series of towers on top of mountain ranges, purple, lightning-like energy crashing down onto one of the buildings. I saw a huge black and red dragon flying, shrouded in thundering clouds as it roared loudly. I saw a cave with a skyline shining golden sunlight directly onto a glimmering, beautiful pool. I saw a floating, glass ball with swirling, flashing mist shattering. I saw the Demon Triton fought emerge from a pit of darkness with five glowing red eyes looking at me through a fog of darkness. I saw Olympus crumbling, lightning crackling in the sky. I saw the silhouette of a person with a sword and three wings standing above a fallen man as the standing man thrust the sword to the man's head. And finally, I saw a big, coffin-looking chest, decorated in all kinds of gems, with nightmarish depictions all over it with a massive pair of red eyes above it, the eyes serpent-like and a hissing sound coming out of the darkness. As it rushed to me, I heard screaming and roaring and everything became black.

I woke with a startle, panting and gasping for air. My eyes were wide in shock and horror, confusion and fear gripping my soul. I brought my hand to my face, my hand touching my forehead and covering my right eye. I was soaked in sweat. I looked around myself, becoming aware of my surroundings. I was in bedroom, light peering out from the windows. I was still on my bed, the sheets covering my lower half. I saw Piper there, the sheets covering her form, squirming as I left her side, trying to find my comfort.

I let out a breath of relief as I was back in reality. But I couldn't shake the images from my head. Some had me shaken in horror, such as the city in flames, an army of monsters and demigods, even Olympus crumbling. Some filled my soul with confusion and worry such as the misty ball breaking, the shining pool in the cave, the the silhouette of the men, the dragon, and the the tower being struck by purple lightning. But the ones that filled me with worry and pure terror were the Demon, the 5 glowing red eyes, and the nightmarish coffin with the massive red serpent eyes. Imagining those eyes still left me filled with thread and fear. Were they just dreams? Or were they visions? Were they of what to come in this war or after?

I didn't know what they were or what they meant, but I knew that I couldn't keep this silent or do nothing. They reminded me of my demigod dreams and if I know anything from my time having those dreams, is that they are always very serious. It seems like I have no choice.

I must summon a Council meeting.

BADA-BING BADA-BOOM! AND THAT'S A WRAP! There you have it for the 16th chapter of the story!

I hoped you guys liked the fight between Percy and Typhon, I tried to make it as best as I can. I even tried shortening the powerful attack names like that the last one at the end. I got inspiration of that from Fairy Tail were Master Makarov used Fairy Law on Jose. Except for the fact that it was a white-black hole singularity. I also had the time attack that Percy used as an inspired version of Doctor Strange's use of the Time Stone.

I also wish to formally announce that I will put all the lemons of this story into another story so I can focus on the action in this one while the other focuses on the more 'sexual' stuff. I have also just finished this story a day before I go to my first day of college so that is both exiting and terrifying. I have also seen the Meg and I LOVED it, especially seeing one of my favorite actors, Rainn Wilson, aka Dwight Shrute from The Office. I also loved how they admitted in an interview that they were trying to make this movie the 2ND best shark movie because, and this is from Rainn himself, you can't beat Jaws. It gave me a lot of respect and I enjoyed the movie a lot.

Anyways, what did you guys think of the chapter? I chose the title as an experiment name but found it appropriate for the chapter as it is both looking at what is happening with Zeus and Olympus, Percy's past, and looking into when Percy completed his first two trials. Also I wish to state that killing the Fates and Ares were the last two trials. More specifically the trials were to kill the Sisters of Fate and then kill an Olympian. Anyways, going back to this chapter, I also hoped you liked the inclusion of Perce, Percy's dark aspect, note that whether he ever shows up again is up to you guys as I think that the bonding between Percy and Perce was the same as the god's fusing with their Roman forms. Do you guys want to see more of the other forms? Let me know in the reviews.

Also what do you guys think about the visions Percy had? Could they be of future things to come? Is it pointing towards a squeal story? Who knows? Oh right, me, but I won't spoil anything, I'll keep it a secret. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Anyways, that is it for now, expect for longer wait times for updates because of college, I'm sorry in advance, and I will see you guys later!

HASTA PRONTO MIS AMIGOS!