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Out of the smoke three figures emerged. It was Leo, Jason and Piper. I saw that Leo's fingers had smoke curling from the fingertips, when he asked, "Now, who is ready to kick some monster butt?"
Now:
Percy's POV
I will say this about demigods, they know how to party. Jason, Piper and Leo rushed forward and slammed into the enemy troops. Jason attacked Robert, while Leo and Piper attacked the hoard. My fellow questers, after they were over their amazement, rushed forward and joined the charge. Jason and Nico attacked Robert, while the rest of my friends attacked the enemy.
I struggled to my feet and joined the fight against Robert. The fight was going pretty well. Leo and Mark burned through the enemy, like they were dry leaves, while Piper charmspoke them into killing themselves and each other. Annabeth would stab them in the back, causing great disorder throughout their ranks.
I dashed at Robert and preformed a leaping lunge, towards Robert's chest. He batted me aside and continued to attack the combined force of Nico and Jason. I vapor-traveled to their side and we waited for our opponent's next move. Robert couldn't last long, against the combined might of the sons of the Big Three.
Nico formed shadow fire, while Jason called for lightning and I assembled tendrils of earth and water. Robert stood there, waiting for our attack. On an unspoken signal, we launched our elements at the wraith, with enough force to blow up a building.
A boom echoed across the battlefield, as our elements made contact with the evil ghost. When the dust cleared, there was nothing there, except blue liquid strewn across the battlefield. Looks like that's the end of Robert, I thought. I was about to turn around, when the liquid started to move, back into a humanoid shape. Impossible. How could he survive that? It was if he was invincible.
". If anything happens, tell Annabeth and… my parents. I haven't even thought of them since before I left; they know nothing. Anyway, tell them and Annabeth, I will do the same if for you guys. But I don't think we will die, we have beaten worse than him, a ghost, who only seeks death by attacking us."
"We are the sons of the most powerful gods in the world. Even if he is imbued with the power of a primordial, we can beat him. Besides, we have done it before. We just need to find a weakness. Now, let's party. FOR OLYMPUS!" I shouted my battle cry, as Jason, Nico and I charged towards Robert, with the intent to kill.
Poseidon's POV
After I watched my demigod son leave my domain, I prepared for my fight against Keto, Phorcys and Oceanus. This battle would be the largest fight, the oceans have ever seen. I walked into my throne room and was greeted by my son and wife, fully donned in battle armor. "What are your orders, my lord?" A voice spoke in my head.
I turned to Delphinus, king of all dolphins and replied, "Take a quarter of your soldiers and try to flank the enemy, while the other three quarters will guard the trench, to make sure that the enemy does not make it into Atlantis."
You see, Atlantis is on the sea floor, but is also in a cave, so that any enemies that attack have to pass a trench, The Abyss, which is at the entrance of the cave. It is illuminated by gardens of glowing coral and pearls. As for escape routes, I created many smaller caves that branch off in each direction, so that no matter where we decide to travel, we will always have a way out.
After Delphinus left to carry out my commands, Triton walked forwards and reported, "We have ten thousand merman ready to fight, as well as every able bodied creature of the sea, that listens to you. The enemy has amassed at The Abyss and, according to our spies, they will attack soon. We wait for your command, my liege."
Triton bowed and walked away, to amass our troops, Amphitrite stepped forward. "Are you okay, my love? You seem worried. It is about Perseus, isn't it? I need to speak to you about him." She took a deep breath, before responding. "Demigods have a hard enough life, without me making it worse. I realize that now. If you ever need to talk about him, I am here." Then she walked away to talk strategy with the other mermen, leaving me astounded at her words.
Percy. My son's name felt hollow. He was my pride and joy, yet he had suffered so much in the short span of his life. However, he always kept a smile on his face, even after seeing the horrors of Tartarus. He had to do numerous quests, just because no one else would step up to do it.
He had the chance to abandon the Great Prophesy on Nico, but he refused, saying, "This is my destiny and I can't let anyone else suffer; I owe it to Nico, after what happened with Bianca." He became the hero everybody looked up to, without even trying, unlike Orion, who was an arrogant attention hog, who thought he could do anything.
"Sir, Oceanus is moving his forces across The Abyss, you, Amphitrite and Triton must meet him in battle." A young merman informed me. "Thank you." The young man left the throne room, no doubt going to deliver more messages.
So Oceanus, death is what you want? Then I will be happy to give it to you, I thought. I dissolved into water, along with my wife and son, so that we could teleport to the battlefield.
Third Person POV
If you haven't seen three powerful demigods charging towards a seemingly invincible enemy, count yourself lucky. You could literally see the lightning race across Jason's body, as he dashed towards the enemy. His blue iris' were glowing with lightning, looking towards his opponent with hate. His expression was like stone, unforgiving, showing no emotion.
Nico's body was enveloped in a cloud of shadows, so he looked like death itself. His eyes were enough to make full grown Cyclopes cry for their mommies. They were a deep brown, with tongues of dark fire writhing around inside of them. His expression promised pain, as he walked towards his enemy. This man tortured him and mocked him repeatedly; it was enough for Nico to want to throw his thrashing body, into the Fields of Punishment.
And then there was Percy. The demigod's sea green eyes had changed into a poisonous green that held no mercy or remorse. He wore an expression, which told you that this man had seen death. This was the Percy that had been to Tartarus. This Percy had witnessed the true horrors of the world and lived through them. This Percy was powerful.
The three demigods charged towards the enemy at lightning speed. The wind lifted Jason off the ground, a hurricane enveloped Percy and Nico shadow-traveled to the enemy.
They struck from all sides, Jason on the left, Nico on the right and Percy in the middle. Every strike was quick and precise. Their swords sunk deep into the wraith, like he was butter, but it did nothing to their seemingly invulnerable opponent.
As the sons of the Big Three attacked Robert, their companions were forced deeper into the forest, by the sheer number of enemies. The children of the Big Three attempted to pull their swords out, but it was no use.
The wraith simply picked the demigods up and tossed them to the side, as if they were not worthy of him. This got Percy mad; he hated being ignored and treated like trash. With a roar of fury, Percy pounced on Robert and repeatedly stabbed him in the back, but to no avail.
Robert grabbed the furious demigod off of his back and stabbed him, hilt deep, in the shoulder with his glowing blue sword. Percy screamed and thrashed around, but all Robert did was twist the sword, causing more pain to the raven-haired demigod.
Nothing the others did helped. Jason would stab Robert over and over, while Nico burnt his body with shadow fire. Unfortunately, Robert was impervious to their attacks. "Come with me, and I will stop this. If you don't, I will make you.
The son of Poseidon shook his head. Robert snarled, "Fine. Then I will make-"Robert was interrupted, when Jason slammed into him, effectively freeing Percy.
Percy fell to the ground, instantly staining it crimson, from his red bodily fluids. Soon a scarlet puddle was formed underneath the demigod, who was becoming paler by the second.
Nico rushed over and fed him ambrosia, but that only slowed the problem and didn't stop the bleeding. Nico muttered a Greek curse and quickly pulled out an Ace Bandage roll, which he used to stop the increasing river of red. Unbeknownst to the son of Hades, Robert had defeated his opponent and was creeping up behind him.
Robert conjured up a dagger and was about to stab Nico in the back, when he was slammed into, by none other than the pagasi, Blackjack. The flying horse reared on his two hind feet and neighed a challenge to the evil wraith.
The demented mortal, if he could be called that, climbed to his feet and conjured up two swords. He leapt forwards and stabbed at Blackjack's chest. Blackjack was too slow, as the twin swords pierced his chest, effectively injuring the horse. Blackjack crumpled to the ground, as blood started squirting out of his chest.
"You have made a grave mistake, Robert." Nico stated. "Blackjack was the only pagasi that accepted me, which means that was a personal offense. You tortured me mocked me for fun. Even before you became a ghost, you were despicable." Nico drew his Stygian Iron sword and leapt to his feet. "Now prepare to die, you worthless piece of trash."
As Nico and Robert moved closer to each other, a bleeding Jason moved off of the ground and silently crept up behind Robert. He picked up his gladius, from its place on the ground and quickly stabbed Robert in the back. Robert let out a roar of pain, like the blade actually hurt him.
Jason let out a cry of pain, as his sword exploded in his hands, leaving his hands burnt and cut. Robert grabbed onto him and hissed," You cannot defeat me; I am a primordial! YOU ARE NOTHING" He grabbed Jason's face and started squeezing it, trying to crush his cranium.
Jason struggled and kicked, but to no avail. He was saved by Nico, who tackled Robert, making him release Jason. Unfortunately for Nico, his sword flew several feet away from him, out of arms reach.
Robert grabbed onto Nico and started strangling him saying, "I am better than you, you insolent peasant! I can kill you with a flick of my finger. You call yourself a son of Hades? That's pathetic."
"You're scared of a fly and you're so skinny, that you could stand behind a flagpole. Don't get me started on your father. That useless god isn't even strong; he's weak! So weak, that he was exiled from Olympus. Nobody cares about him or you."
Robert's grip on Nico's neck slackened, when a voice echoed from the battlefield, "Why do you listen to your mistress, oh great wraith? All she will do is lead you to a life of slavery and servitude. Break the chains that she has tied around you." Percy stated.
Then he continued. "Prove you are better than her. Join us. Join the light. Don't be consumed by darkness. How many immortals have I killed? Too many to count. Don't make me add another, to my long list of names. Unhand Nico and we shall be lenient. We don't carry grudges." Even with excruciating pain, the raven-haired demigod stood tall in front of the evil wraith and looked him in the eye.
Robert considered Percy's proposal and released Nico. "Thank you Robert." Percy (thanked?) Percy slowly staggered forwards and reached into his backpack for ambrosia. As Percy was preoccupied, Robert walked up to him and delivered a powerful uppercut to his face.
Percy's head snapped to the ceiling, as his body flew into the air. The sick sound of bone breaking filled the air, as blood flew from the gaping wound in Percy's chin. A muffled thump was heard from the battlefield, as a body slammed into the ground.
"So much for him. Now, who's next?" Robert asked, as he spat in the general direction of Percy's body. Robert turned around and fumbled around, once he realized Nico was missing. He spun around and caught the sharp punch aimed at his face, with the palm of his hand. Then he squeezed his opponent's hand, crushing the tendons and muscle underneath the skin.
A cry of pain erupted from the owner of the hand, Jason, as he struggled to move away from the unbearable agony. Robert lifted him above his head and sadistically declared, "This is going to be fun." Then he slammed Jason's back against his knee, leaving the demigod bleeding in the dirt. Then he grabbed Jason's useless body and threw it to the side, like it was trash.
"The two of you were the sons of the most powerful gods and I beat you both, without using any of my powers. Now, for my last prize." The wraith turned away from the two demigods bleeding bodies and approached his last enemy. Nico Di Angelo stood alone, as the corrupted mortal, no monster, walked up to him, ready to rip him apart.
The two stood twenty feet from each other, waiting for any sign of movement. In a blink of an eye, Nico was behind Robert, aiming for the back of his exposed neck, with his Stygian Iron sword. Nico was about to kill the wraith, when Robert suddenly vanished.
To late did Nico realize that Robert had his own way of teleporting. Robert grabbed Nico's arm and judo flipped him over his shoulder. He pinned the scrawny son of Hades underneath him, so that he could grab onto his arm and give it a vicious twist. Nico howled in pain, as his arm was broken, causing him unbearable pain, while he was repeatedly pummeled, by the harsh fist of his tormentor.
The son of Hades crumpled to his knees, as blow after blow wore him down. After Nico thought that the torture was over and that he could finally die, he was stabbed in the leg, by his own sword. He screamed in agony, as his sword devoured his soul and casted it into Tartarus.
After what seemed like hours, the agony in his leg stopped and was replaced with a warm sensation, which quickly spread thought out his whole body. He felt the muscles and tendons in his arm form back together, giving him relief from the terrible pain.
All of his wounds closed and he felt his strength grow stronger, until he felt as rejuvenated, as if he had slept for a week. He closed his hand around the pommel of his sword and said, "Apparently my sword heals me, what a pleasant surprise." He lifted the blade out of his leg and brandished it before him, as the muscles and tendons of his leg knitted back together.
The shadows around him grew, as his anger towards Robert grew. "I have traveled the Labyrinth and survived! I have saved Olympus! I have survived Tartarus! A place so evil, that the Fates themselves fear it. I live in the underworld. I have seen things that you could not possibly imagine. I am the son of Hades and I will not be conquered by a ghost! For I am the master of all ghosts! I am the Ghost King! He shouted.
After Nico's last word, he lifted his arms towards the ceiling, as the dead remnants of all time zones, crawled upwards from their place in the ground. From the time of Ancient Greece, to World War Two. "The dead have answered my call, their only objective, is to kill you." Nico stated.
The dead lumbered forwards attempting to kill their target, but they were to slow, as Robert burnt their corpses into ashes. "If they can't kill you, I will destroy you myself." Nico lifted his arms into the air and a silent battle took place between him and Robert.
Suddenly, Robert punched himself in the face, with his own fist. He staggered backwards, as he conjured a sword and positioned it over his heart.
Robert sat there for a few seconds preserating and breathing heavily, until he dropped the sword and sent a bolt of lightning, directly at Nico. The bolt collided with Nico's face and sent him tumbling to the ground. "This is going to be fun." Robert stated. He walked over to Nico and was about to grab him, when a body slammed into him.
Robert rolled several times, while keeping his hand on the figure. He placed his hand on its face and shot bolts of energy into it. The demigod, Mark, cried out in pain as a glowing hand appeared on the place where Robert's hand was. His gray eyes turned into bright blue, void of emotion.
"Kill him." Robert commanded. Mark walked over to Nico, like he was possessed and unsheathed his swords. He struck downwards with his swords, only to puncture the ground. Nico rolled to the side and used his leg to knock Mark onto the ground. He climbed to his feet and backed away from the possessed son of Athena.
A gasp was heard across the battlefield, as Annabeth saw her brother's eyes and his actions against Nico. Piper and Leo emerged from the trees and looked around in horror, after witnessing the massive amount of blood and gore strewn across the battlefield. "What do you want me to do, my master? Shall I kill these, demigods" Mark asked, with obvious distaste in his words.
"You may." Mark was about to lunge forwards, when Nico raised his hands and shouted, "I AM THE GHOST KING!" The reaction was instantaneous, as Robert crumpled to his knees and the blue light left Mark's eyes. "Wha- Where?" Mark stuttered.
Robert let out a roar of fury, before he sprinted towards Mark and tackled him, before quickly teleporting away. "What just happened?" Annabeth demanded. "There's no time! Get ambrosia; Percy is over by that tree." Nico replied, while pointing.
Annabeth hurried away, with a final questioning glance. "Piper, go find ambrosia and nectar, fast!" "But… Where's Jason?" "I will take you to him, but get ambrosia or he might die!" That shut her up, as she hurried to do what Nico asked.
As Piper sprinted to Jason's mangled body, running as fast as she could, Nico hobbled to Blackjack, to see if the pagisi was still alive. He made it to the pagisi, in time to see it give one last final whine, before closing its eyes and taking one last ragged breath.
Nico choked back a sob, after the only pagasi that respected him, had passed on. He didn't know what to do, as the pagasi dissolved into sea mist. Nico was torn from his thoughts, when he heard a Piper cry out in alarm.
He sprinted/hobbled to Piper to see her at on her knees next to her beloved. Jason opened his eyes and coughed, "Piper… There's not enough time… There' no healing… Just know that I love you… Always." She immediately fell to her knees and addressed his injuries, giving him large quantities of ambrosia and nectar, even though he said," There is no healing." After several miserable minutes, the son of Jupiter let out one last ragged breath, before passing into the void.
There we go the tenth chapter of Percy Jackson The Cursed.
I don't like having Percy be too powerful, because I think it is unrealistic.
I am just going to ask, who is your favorite character in PJO or HOO?
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