Chapter 7

The foot of Perseus' Mountain, Tartarus.

Perseus' Point of View

Perseus stared at the ground in disgust. After taking a second to realise what happened he spat a mixture of blood and saliva onto the black rocky ground. He slowly raised himself up and stabbed the twin scimitars into the ground. Right after that he stabbed his spear into the ground. He took a moment to reorganise himself and stared at Krios.

"I'm going to kill you." Perseus said in his dead voice.

"You can't kill a titan you insolent demigod. And how did you get Perses' spear? He said he left it in the human world." Krios replied in anger, his purple eyes glaring at Perseus.

"Oh he knows I have it. I took it from him in the middle of a fight and escaped. And oh I know i can't kill you, but I can cause you so much pain you won't be reforming any time soon." Perseus grinned demonically.

Krios roared in anger and ran towards Perseus. Perseus quickly grabbed the spear and attempted to make its power work. As the distance between the two shortened to ten feet Perseus sighed in anger and threw the spear away to the side. He picked up a scimitar but was smashed to the ground by Krios. Krios rolled over him and got up quickly. Perseus was just as quickly and slashed with his scimitar. It was quickly blocked by Krios' broadsword. They slashed at each other rapidly and sparks flew every time.

Perseus rolled backwards and found himself kneeling next to Zoe. He quickly looked over her and saw a knife plunged in her stomach. He reacted quickly realising there was no time to spare. He moved quickly slashing at Krios angrily. He struck down lower than he had hoped and his blade bounced off the ground. He looked up and saw Krios blade slashing down. The next moment was a blur but once his vision cleared he saw red blood flow over his left eye. Putting his hand up to his face he realised there was a 4 inch long cut from the top of his eye to his cheek. He glared in anger with his one good eye and roared with his dead voice echoing in the jagged black mountain range. His hand moved quickly and slashed at Krios' leg. A river of ruby blood spurted out of the titans milky white flesh and drenched the scimitar.

Perseus stood up quickly and pushed Krios to the ground before stabbing at him. Krios countered summoning his titan weapon. A black spear with an orthyrian silver blade. Perseus disarmed Krios but had lost his weapon in the process. He grabbed a throwing knife from its sheath and held it to Krios' neck.

"Why doesn't the spear of destruction work. Why can't I access its power!" Perseus roared and only got a grin from Krios as an answer.

"You will fucking answer me Krios, my blade is lined with gorgon poison." Perseus replied with a deathly quiet voice.

"As long as Perses controls the coliseum than it remains in his power." Krios grinned.

"Then I am going to assume that sticking this blade in your heart will cause you to take a long time to reform. And I guess, someone else will have to take care off that spear you just lost." Perseus finished grinning wildly. Krios' eyes opened wildly in fear and the last thing he saw was the tip of the scimitar piercing through his eye.

Location: Perseus' Cave, The Tartarean Mountain Range

Zoe's Point Of View

Zoe snapped awake from her sleep after a nightmare and gasped for air. Ever since she found herself in Tartarus her sleep was plagued with him. Cold sweat drenched her skin and memories of what happened flooded her brain. She looked around the cave she was in. She was lying in a bed made from hellhound pelts and a mattress. To the right of her was a small trench of water that was a rusty reddish-brown colour. The entrance of the cave was closed off and the floor around it covered in a bunch of religious symbols, some of which she recognised. She turned her head little to look at the weapon rack and noticed a figure drinking from a bottle and sitting at a desk..

"So your finally awake Zoe?" The mans dead voice spoke out

"Perseus? Is that. You?" Zoe asked recognising the voice.

The man coughed after taking a drink. "The one and only, and come on, we're friends. No need for formalities." Perseus finished with a small grin on his face. He turned his chair round and looked at her.

"Okay, Percy. Where am I. And is that scotch you are drinking?" Zoe asked confused.

"You are in the cave that I have been living in for the last 500ish years. And I am drinking scotch to celebrate my punishment of life in Tartarus. 1000 years today." Percy replied with a sad face.

"But I thought your punishment was only 25 years. But why do I feel so, drained, and why am I in a bed?" Zoe asked still confused.

"Krios stabbed a knife in your abdomen and it pierced your stomach. I used the last of my medicine, ambrosia and nectar to heal the wound. And your body went in to a comatose state to reserve energy." Percy replied and Zoe nodded. "We have also ran out of water which leaves us with a few choices. The first is I use my powers to get water from Tartarus' atmosphere which would last us a week. However i'll be unconscious for half of the week. Or, tonight we attack a laestrygonian camp and restock on food, water and materials." Percy finished.

"Thinking about it, I would say we need both of us at fighting condition as we are both in Tartarus. I'm already injured and both of us out of maximum fighting capabilities would be bad news. So I guess we should go with the attack on a laestrygonian camp." Zoe replied.

"I guess that settles it then. We eat some food, get ready and take a camp." Percy finished with a grin.

"You know what Percy. I have heard rumours that alcohol helps a person deal with pain so pass the bottle." Zoe asked and Percy grinned and threw it over.

Zoe caught it in both hands and took the cork off. As the rim of the bottle reached her lips a loud smashing racked Percy's makeshift door. The two of them turned at the door in shock and a voice shouted out.

"Perseus, I wish to speak with you!"