Chapter 2: The War That Decide It All

Percy's POV

I was no longer controlling my body as it descended into pure destruction. Monsters turned to dust around me but I aim for only one being, Gaea. I slashed a laistrygonian in front of me and standing there, in her full glory was Gaea. She shrank down to my size probably because she thought She could defeat me anyway. She needs to learn a lesson not to mess with this world.

I growled, "You're out of hiding I see".

She turned towards me and grin maliciously, "It's been a long time since I start fighting again, you shall be the first blood I spill in a millennia." She sent her best death glare that sent chills down the battlefield.

Suddenly everything calmed down and silence remained as every living thing turned their head towards us. "Let's see how strong you really are son of Poseidon." She snapped and launched herself towards me, a sword growing out of her hand made from the earth. It was four foot long, swirling with earth, dust and what seems to look like molten lava.

Fast would be an understatement. It was like the earth just transformed her right in front of me. She aimed for my head but I turned slightly just in time to miss the mighty sword. I then stepped back and intercepted her blade. She was using my strength against me and pushed me backwards.

The surroundings then went completely dark. I could barely see a thing. The dust storm she was brewing was so strong I had to turn my head away to avoid the dust going in my eyes. I tried to move my legs but the ground was sinking and dragging my feet down. I tried to find some source of water nearby but there was none. I closed my eyes sensing that having them open won't be any use. The wind was so strong that I couldn't even concentrate on the water in the air.

I then felt a sword coming towards me and on instinct I raised my sword just in time as it clashed with tremendous force. I opened my eyes when I noticed that for some reason dust just rebound right off not going anywhere near my eyes. I gritted my teeth as the worst pain I have ever felt shot through my arm. Lava from her sword streamed across my arms scorching my skin and burning my flesh. I tried to hold on with much difficulty but the pain was getting worse. My hands felt hot and it started to sting from holding on. I could smell my flesh burning and finally, I had to let go of Riptide.

Gaea grinned triumphantly at me "Well well, is that all you got hero? And here you are the champion of Olympus... How pathetic! I actually thought you would be better than this...Some hero!" She snarled at her last word and I could feel huge amount of boulders trying to encase me beneath the subterranean ground, layers upon layers of hardened soil. My sword flew out of my hand but not before giving Gaea a very deep cut on her leg that would probably leave a nice big scar as a souvenir from me. She screamed in pain and staggered backwards trying to regain her composure as golden ichor flow down rapidly.

The boulders were now beginning to close me in but as I concentrated on the ground something weird happened...cracks began to appear and tried to push me up. I didn't have time to comprehend it because there was no time to lose. I wriggled my legs out of the ground with all my might. I rushed to the boulders and I quickly climbed over it thanks to the climbing wall at camp as the boulders closed up completely leaving a hut-like shape where I use to be.

My eyes suddenly darted to Gaea and found her standing twenty paces from me. She immediately made quicksand appeared trying to stop me from reaching her. A flashback of me drowning in the muskeg in Alaska crept into my mind. The feeling of dread crawled towards me and I have no doubt that if I have fall into one it would drown me before I could submerge.

I didn't waste any time using the advantage as Gaea keep on summoning and reducing her power capability but like Anteas, the earth just keep on energizing her and healed her wounds. The cut on her leg started to knit together and mend quicker than I thought possible. She had the upper hand but I knew one thing, for as long as I'm alive I will never let her destroy my home and my family!

Third Person's POV

All fights have stopped by now no one dared to attack the other. They came to a silent agreement to stop everything and see the outcome.

What no one noticed was Perseus was flickering and letting out an aura of immense power. The dust storm was circling around the fight, it was hard to make out what was going on. Once it died down a bit, Gaea could see Perseus approaching her fast. There was something off about him that she couldn't register. An aura overwhelmed him, his eyes swirled not sea green but black with white pupils that burst into oblivion every few seconds. She was completely shocked and found it was hard to fight him this second time. She couldn't believe that a demigod could be this strong, not just his strength but his power.

They traded blows but every time they clash Gaea kept struggling to hold on. His powers were unimaginable beyond anything she has ever fought. It wasn't just the power of the sea that was behind him but everything even the earth was struggling to choose which side to obey.

The wind around her started to slow her down and push her back taking more energy off her. Before it wouldn't have affected her since she was fighting in her turf but now her powers was useless against the demigod. She had underestimated him completely. She had heard rumours of his skills and victories but she never would have thought that even he could overpower her. She was very wrong indeed he seems to have exceeded her "everything".

She poured more energy in her every move but it's not helping the situation much. She kept wondering to herself the same question, how could a demigod overpower a Primordial goddess and a daughter of Chaos nonetheless. Perseus somehow manages to sense her bewilderment. He began to think on his "newfound" power...the funny thing was that it was under control not like some new power that threatens to unleash at a slight force.

His powers were overthrowing her off balance and the earth disobeyed her every command but she could feel him beginning to tire down. She used that to her advantage and summons her sword with the last ounce of her power and stabbed him in the leg, deep. Perseus didn't show any sign of pain but manage to summon his own sword but this time it was glowing with a bright, brilliant white aura and he slash at both of her legs leaving her off-balance. She tried to stumble away but Perseus, ignoring the pain took Gaea's sword out and pushed the two swords right through her chest with both his blade and her blade combining it's power together that conjured a formidable cut upon the goddess so wide that even made the giants gasp, worry in their eyes as their knuckles started to turn white itching to help their mother but they knew that this was her fight and hers alone so they knew better to interfered.

Gaea fell down on her knees and tried to gasp for air as the pain from both the blades was nothing she had ever felt before. Her blade was made for destruction forged with her own essence to take down the gods but now it backstabbed her entire plan. The pain she felt was unbearable. Even the earth did not even try to heal her. The power that radiates from the swords was making her wounds and cuts stay. It was making her vulnerable and her godly healing abilities just vanished into thin air.

She could smell her own flesh burning frantically. She tried to crawl away but her hands and feet were melted leaving her weak skeleton showing for all to see. She heard her bones cracking and falling apart. Her blood started to turn to cold and she froze. "So this is how it feels to be a mortal, so vulnerable...", Gaea thought bitterly. She stared at her body with horror as her glow started to descend into nothing. Her eyes began to close, golden dusts poured from her mouth as cracks grew on her skin. She started to fade away and finally her remains scattered through the wind returning her essence into the darkest pits of Tartarus or so everyone thought.

Perseus eyes were still glowing when he whispered to a glowing vial in his hand, "That was the punishment for taking the lives of innocent people for your own liking. Now that your lesson is learned we will meet again soon." after those words left his mouth the vial glowed and disappeared. Percy's eyes turned back to normal and slumped down exhausted and trying to stop the ache and pain his body is feeling. But this isn't over yet.

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