Hey guys! hows it going? Thanks for all the reviews last chapter! :) I'm feeling better now, so thanks for the sympathy. I really hate being sick. I mean, so does everyone else, but still. I feel the need to say it, even if it's very obvious. Also, I said this already, but I really didn't want to end last chapter where it did. It was going to be an epic cliffie right before Percy went all ass-whooping on the Olympians. Either that, or it was going to leave off with Poseidon standing up and saying something that he would no doubt regret. But alas, it was not meant to be. :'( Anyways, I have an important message at the bottom! I think everyone usually checks that, as I usually keep my update info there, but make sure you check if you don't usually! Thanks! I own nothing but please enjoy this chapter! :)

Percy's POV

There was an uproar. The Olympians I had not named were protesting loudly, asking what was different about them compared with the pardoned immortals.

"Silence!" I yelled.

The throne room became silent. All eyes were on me, from the confused gaze of the immortals I named to the scowls of the ones I didn't.

I stared back, not elaborating on anything for a long moment. Finally, Zeus cried out, "What do you want?!"

I glared. "If you had patience, maybe you would know. And maybe we wouldn't be in this situation."

Warning: Explicit Language Coming up

Zeus growled, "What the hell does that mean, you bastard?"

I could feel feel my heart rate increasing exponentially, yet I tried to retain some control. "Now, that's not very polite," I mocked. "After all, we're the guests here."

"No one wants you here! You deserve to crawl back to the hellhole you came from, you bastard and all your bitch friends," Zeus spat.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a blue glow start to come from my hands. It pulsed with the beating of my frantic heart, ready to explode from my chest and from my hands. I tried again to regain control and succeeded.

"You're probably a no-good traitor, just like that idiot Percy Jackass-son that we banished years ago! He betrayed our forces to Gaea and Kronos during the wars, so he deserved eternity in the darkest hell of all! He was a bastard like you, with his slut of a girlfriend."

"Hey!" Athena protested. "That was my daughter, you're talking about!"

"Put a sock in it, Athena," Zeus commanded. "Aphrodite told us herself that Jackass-son probably caught her cheating on him with a better looking man, like my son Jason. Thats why he went and killed her in cold blood. He probably would've killed the other person too, if we hadn't intervened!"

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Im not sure whether it was the insults thrown my way or the insults thrown at Annabeth that pushed me over the edge. For a brief period of time, I wasn't quite sure of anything.

It seemed like I had only blinked. One second, I was standing with barely controlled rage near Artemis's throne. The next, I was closer to Zeus's throne than I had been in 15 years. Everyone was screaming, a couple people's hair was on fire, while small patches of blue fire still remained on the outskirts of the room. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all spotted with soot.

I wasnt quite sure what had happened, other than the simple fact that I was pissed and I wanted to see some immortal heads roll.

A small part of my brain resisted. It told me that that cursed heart had me in its control. That I didn't want to actually see (almost) all the Olympians killed. That every one would be terrified of me now, and what would that accomplish?

That part of me was easily ignored.

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I stood before the cowering immortals, my hands clenched in fists, and screamed, "All of you, just SHUT THE F*CK UP!"

The only sound seemingly on the whole paradise of Olympus was the crackling of the fires I had unleashed.

"Good!" I shouted. "Finally you Olympians are learning some manners! Now, I don't care who you are, but you're going to listen to me. You could even be one of the pardoned, but if you don't shut the f*ck up when I'm speaking to you, then you might as well just shit yourself because I'll be sending you to hell with all the others!"

I gazed around the room at all the terrified faces. Ares was trying to pat fire out of his hair, and Demeter was desperately trying to stop her throne from being completely engulfed in the inferno. I laughed darkly, my eyes wandering around to all the other examples of mass destruction that I had caused. At that moment, I loved it.

"Look at what I destroyed by myself. My powers might be more unique than others, but there are still more like me that are willing and ready to defy you all. A whole army, in fact! So you would dare ruin this one chance you were given at preparation? Next time, we won't be so generous."

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Everyone was staring at me, including my teammates. Zoë was shaking her head slightly, as if begging me to never do something stupid like that again while also asking why I did it in the first place.

I blonked once, feeling my heart rate finally begin to slow to normal. I wanted to sigh in relief that I was going to be back in control, but I wasn't yet. I sidnt want to jinx myself.

I turned around, ready to walk back to my friends. From behind me, I heard a rustling of fabric before a voice that make my teeth clench rang out.

"You think you can intimidate us into cooperation?" Poseidon yelled. I turned back around to face him. If he could've seen it, the scowl on my face would've sent him crying for Rhea. My death glare would've had him dead by my feet. As it was, my body emitted such an aura of hatred that the sea god hesitated.

"What did you just say?" I asked, incredulous. He would dare stand up to me? If only he knew.

"You won't rule us with fear!" Poseidon repeated.

"That's what I thought you had said." My heart rate increased again.

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A millisecond passed. Within that millisecond, I had unsheathed my new sword and thrown it towards Poseidon. It lodged itself in his shoulder, causing golden ichor to spew from the wound. I sprinted over and retrieved my sword, twisting it violently before yanking it out of the sea god's shoulder.

I stalked back to my friends, dragged my ichor-stained blade behind me on the ground, creating sparks and leaving a golden trail. I left the sea God to bleed out on his pathetic throne.

"Don't mess with us. Especially don't mess with me. I wouldn't hesitate to kill any of you, except those pardoned, but killing has been forbidden until the first battle. Otherwise Poseidon would be dead," I spat. "See you at the battle."

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