A/N – I appreciate criticism as it would help me out with the story but something just bugs me about the first review.
Matt: Hey idiot, Percy can't control lightening and there were six demigods not five.
There was five demigod's training with Chiron at the beginning of the story. Piper, Annabeth, Percy, Leo, and Nico; and as per that part about Percy not being able to control lightning, storms are basically wind, lightning, and water.
If you're still not convinced I refer you that one part where Percy managed to produce lightning (though they weren't used for attacking that time).
THE LAST OLYMPIAN Chapter 14: Pigs Fly
"Then I looked down, and I realized I was standing in the middle of my own personal hurricane. Clouds of water vapor swirled around me, winds so powerful they buffeted Hyperion and flattened the grass in a twenty-yard radius. Enemy warriors threw javelins at me, but the storm knocked them aside.
"Sweet," I muttered. "But a little more!
Lightning flickered around me. The clouds darkened and the rain swirled faster. I closed in on Hyperion and blew him off his feet."
Hope this helps clarifies things.
Thank you to the two guests as well, there will be more fights in this chapter but that is just to establish the rank of Percy and Nico. Hopefully the battles won't drown the story, but the actual plot won't start until the next chapter
"Meredy, enforce the rear guard. Zancrow, our rank and file members doesn't seem to be enough, go deal with the intruder." An old man with a long white beard and an eye patch was currently giving orders to his guild, his voice magically magnified as he watches on lacrima vision a young man obliterate his soldiers.
The boy has to be a wizard, his skills simply cannot be attained without magical help, wielding a blade dark as night that seems to negate and absorb spells. Walking in a leisurely pace, avoiding attacks sometimes with only millimetres to spare, and blocking weapons with armoured gauntlets; a single scratch from his sword, small as it may be, shows to weaken the warrior's enemies sometimes they just drop dead after a few seconds; the boy shows no abhorrence to killing either, if the way he cut of limbs, shatter bones, and decapitate opponents are any indication.
A quick burst of black flames announced Zancrow's arrival, to the master's great surprise the boy actually cut the black flames with his sword and dispelled them.
"So there is someone with decent strength among you." Stated the boy
"Decent?!" came Zancrow's response "I am a god slayer you little trash!"
"God slayer?" inquired the intruder
"You will not survive this encounter, pathetic little worm. My magic slay gods!" as Zancrow lets out a peal of insane laughter
"Oh really?" the master raised his eyebrow as the intruder smirked towards one of his generals. "Let's test how strong you are then, because you are looking at the child of a god"
His one eye going as wide as it can go, a child of a god, if true then this boy would be a very important part of his future plans, either that or he would be a very big hindrance. He decided at that moment that if the boy wins, he would recruit him.
"He must be the weakest god to spawn trash such as you!" Zancrow shouted as he threw a massive fireball 10 feet in diameter
"No one insults my father!" the master was once again astounded when a massive amount of magic erupted form the boy's form, and the magic itself was tinted black making him believe it must be some kind of god slayer magic.
He watched the boy disappear inside Zancrow's pitch black fireball and momentarily felt disappointed, for all the hype the boy made about being a son of a god, to be defeated that quickly. Zancrow's maniacal laughter suddenly stopped however as he felt an incredible force him the back of his head, his equilibrium temporarily going haywire with just the power of the kick.
As Zancrow was sent flying, he twisted in the air to face his opponent and inhaled an inhuman amount of air.
"Fire God's Bellow!" Zancrow exhaled and blaster a huge swirling plume of black flames towards the opponent that's still in mid-air with no way to dodge. A tendril of shadow in the rough shape of a clawed hand erupted form the boy's back and attached to a wall pulling him out of harm's way. Zancrow once again felt an incredible force struck him from behind, this time centred in between his shoulder blades, sending him toppling forward and landing face first displacing stones from the floor of the hall they were fighting in.
'Zancrow is way out of his league, this boy is just playing with him' the master thought as he watched the first few seconds of the battle between his subordinate and the intruder.
Zancrow stood up his pride bruised more so than his body, he placed one flaming arm above the other with a few inches of space.
"When you burn down the west, and burn down the east"
'Athena was right, these people do have interesting magic' thought Nico
"Flame God's Kagutsuchi!" a massive explosion of black flames blasted from Zancrow when Nico decided to test a little theory.
'It feels a cooler attack when you yell names like that huh' Nico though as he ponders on how to implement what he's thinking. A second before Zancrow's attack hit Nico yelled in a loud voice.
"Gates of Erebus!" green flames materialized as Nico shaped them into two pillars, he connected them with a rectangular construct of green flames, making it look like a gateway, it's wouldn't have looked good however if it wasn't twenty feet tall and fifteen feet wide. As Zancrow's attack hit, the green hell fire from Erebus burned the mist that composes it and dispelled the flames.
It infuriated Zancrow however as it made his flames looked inferior.
"You dare use flames against a fire god slayer?! I will devour your shitty flames" Zancrow yelled as he gathered flames on both hands eventually shaping them as a sort of creepy mouth-like appendages. He smashed them together a few times making metallic noises.
Nico just materialized a small pale purple fireball on his palm, while he looked uninterested at the fire god slayer's flaming arms.
"Hah, what type of weak flame is that? I knew it your father really is the weakest god!" Zancrow yelled at Nico, all the while laughing maniacally.
"You call yourself a fire god slayer when you don't even know the property of ghost fire?" Nico taunted.
Zancrow's eyes widened momentarily before he started laughing again, he knows of ghost fire alright, flames that burns magic and ravages souls. A lost magic spell only two people has ever been known to produce; the very first fire god slayer, and Zeref the legendary black wizard himself.
"Like trash such as you will be able to produce one of Zeref's legendary spells, I'll burn you to ashes! Flame God's Supper!" clapping both hands together, Zancrow envelops Nico in a sphere of flame. The master and Zancrow have their eyes peeled on the thrashing body of the boy trapped in the flames of a god slayer, before a second has completely passed however the body dissolves into the black flames.
"Every darkness, every shadow is a part of one. A black road that the creatures of the underworld can traverse, I am the son of the god of the underworld, Prince of Shadows, Survivor of Tartarus, Master of the dead. I AM THE GHOST KING!" the earth rumbled as cracks and fissures appeared on the earthen walls and floor, different manner of corpses in various states of decomposition appeared to crawl out of them. The men Nico killed earlier stirred as well, making the enemy grunts panic and run. Both Zancrow and the master of the guild looked shocked at Nico as he appeared behind Zancrow his form start to leak shadows and his eyes glow a burning crimson.
'Reanimating the dead, even Zeref was never able to complete this magic. Someone so young could not possibly accomplish this, unless he's telling the truth.' The master started laughing to himself, having this boy join his guild, Grimoire Heart, would assure him the success of his plans.
"No matter how many you pull out I will just burn them to ashes!" Zancrow twirled his hands in mid-air and created a massive scythe of black flames. He swung it around crushing and cutting several of the corpses as he laughed. It didn't prove to be of any help however as the corpses stood again and others dragged themselves toward him.
Nico let his own army overwhelm the fire god slayer while he guide the mist around his body dragging shadow to patch his burns and soothe the pain, his opponent is no pushover as the sheer intensity of those flames almost caused him to black out from the pain, he's just lucky that his armour is forged in the flames of the Plegethon and cooled in the waters Styx. It absorbed part of the magic and helped him minimize the pain. Gathering a ghost fireball in his palm Nico hurled it at his opponent as Zancrow blows back his army with an explosion of flame.
Zancrow saw the approaching fireball as it grows in size while hurtling towards him. Instead of dodging however he did the most absolutely moronic thing he could have think of. He opened his mouth wide and started to swallow the fire.
"Itadakimasu~" Zancrow laughed as he started to swallow the fire from his opponent, It doesn't have much taste though, it almost taste like dirt smudge with chili peppers here and there. He didn't notice that his fingertips started getting cold and he slowly got sleepy. The flames ended abruptly as his opponent recalled everything he hasn't eaten yet. Zancrow was about to laugh and taunt his opponent with the stupid tasting flames when the edges of his vision went black, his knees buckled, and he fell unconscious before he hit the ground.
Nico spared his fallen opponent just one glance, as two people prepare to meet him in battle once more. A guy with weird blue hair in a pompadour of sorts, and a curvy young woman with short pink hair; Nico may be powerful but he can feel the dip in his reserves. He used a lot against the fire god slayer and he can feel these two are just as powerful as him, he can still take them down but that would leave him wide open for any takers right after.
As they were about to attack however a loud voice stopped them along with the appearance of a tall, old man with long white beard.
"That is enough. Boy, why did you not kill your opponent, if you hadn't pulled back that cursed fire he would have surely met his end." The old man asked
"I have high respect for power, and this man, stupid as he is packs quite a punch. Although he's not even close to being able to slay a god" Nico answered
"You mentioned earlier that you are the child of a god"
"Indeed, I am. I was sent here by the Olympian council, a collection of the 14 most powerful gods in existence. My father is one of the big three, the three most powerful gods. He rules over the shadows, watch over death, owns all the precious resources under the earth, and oversee punishment and paradise. My father is Hades, god of the underworld." The young boy intones, giving the old master a look of superiority.
"Interesting, I am the guild master of the most powerful dark guild in existence, Grimoire Heart. I am Master Hades." Said the master, as he and the boy shared a look, sizing the other up.
Percy braced his arms underneath him as he pushed himself up; the red head he's currently sparring with, Erza if he remembers right is an exceptional swordswoman. They were just going to have a small sparring session in a clearing when the pink haired boy, Natsu, sniffed them out. Ever since he joined the magicians guild Fairy Tail, the dragon slayer has been continuously challenging him. He has dodged any fights the last two weeks but when Erza heard him talk about his shape-changing sword she proceeded to demand a spar.
Finishing their warm-up exercises, he and Erza took a bow to each other as she re-quipped to her regular sword, Percy uncapped Anaklusmos and took comfort in the familiar weight of the sword. Stretching his senses he felt his opponent charge mist through her body seemingly unconscious of how her monstrous strength came about, he directed magic through his core too sending them to his legs and arms. In a sudden flash of steel Erza appeared right above him of him, completing three full swings in a split second. He was able to parry quickly enough, and charged mist into his eyes as well as extending his senses even more. Just in time as he sensed a spike in magic behind him, he turned and saw his opponent wearing new armour.
"Re-quip: Flame Empress Armour!" The red head said. Her sword burst into flame as she swung right at his head. Percy was able to deflect the slash but felt the heat of the flames and decided to switch weapons.
"Anaklusmos: Javelin!" Percy shouted as Anaklusmos morphed into a javelin that he jabbed towards Erza's midsection. Suddenly finding herself with a reach disadvantage, Erza used the flat of her blade to guard against the Javelin's point. She allowed herself to be pushed by Percy's momentum taking the time to change armour.
"Re-quip: Thunder Empress Armour!" Erza created a magic circle on the tip of her spear and launched lightning against Percy; he evaporated to mist however materializing right in front of her his weapon in sword form. Erza swing her spear for the shaft to meet the blade, unfortunately the opponents strength proved to be too much as his sword cracked and broke the shaft of the spear catching Erza on the gauntlet as she hurried to block the slash sending her flying backwards. Not giving her time to catch her breath Percy charged forwards battling through an entire army's worth of weapons as Erza re-quipped over and over in order to keep him at bay. Natsu and Grey who has been watching the entire exchange were all speechless, they haven't seen anyone push Erza so far and yet both of the combatants seem to have smiles on their faces.
One final ring signalled the end of the match as Percy's sword goes flying into the air and the blades of Erza's Heaven's Wheel Armour shatter. Percy dropped to the ground to sit as he tried to catch his breath, and Erza re-quipped back to her basic armour and also sit on the ground every bit as winded as her opponent.
"So how did he do?" Makarov asked Erza as the group made it back to the guild.
"He's very skilled, he was able to effortlessly keep up with me and showed a vast array of knowledge when it comes to combat. Not only can he use multiple weapons but also showed to be capable of handling whatever weapon his opponent uses. He seems to have an exceptional situational awareness as he can read the various attacks I used, and predict where the attacks come from.
"To be honest I would like to know where I can get a weapon like that sword of his." Titania finished her report to Makarov.
"Well we seem to have found a wonderful new recruit." Makarov chugged his beer as Erza watched Percy interact with everyone from the guild. He is currently talking to happy about a giant dog of some kind when she decided to join in and approach him.
"If only Mrs. O'leary can fly like you it will be so awesome, right now he can only shadow travel." Percy said
"Shadow travel?" asked Happy, the flying blue cat
"Yep, it's when uses the shadow as a road to get to where other shadows are. I don't fully understand it either but it's basically like teleportation."
"Can you call her here Percy?" Erza interjected
"Hmm" Percy rubbed his chin "I'm not sure, she usually comes when I call but I'm not sure if I can summon her from this far, give me a moment" Percy concentrated his being and tried to extend his senses, he remembered what Nico told him about all shadows being part of one darkness so he though it's his best bet. Reaching into the closest shadow, it took a moment before he felt a familiar presence it was easy to recognize as his cousin Nico however so he moved on, after a lot of strain he suddenly felt a very familiar power, much like Nico's only more potent.
"Why have you contacted me godling?" The voice of Hades announced in his mind. Percy knew he would need to watch his words as Hades is not very forgiving of disrespect.
"Uhm, I was trying to contact Mrs. O' Leary but I guess your overwhelming power in the shadows drew my attention to you instead lord and uncle, I'm sorry."
"Very well, I will let you pass this once nephew, I will send the Hellhound over. But to open the portal I will need to focus on your magical signature. Charge your magic and cast a summoning spell so I can connect him.
"Thank you uncle" Percy disconnected his magic senses and almost immediately fell on his knees.
"Percy, you okay?" Happy asked as Erza helped him up and everyone else seems to stare at him. He saw Makarov walking towards him.
"Percy, what was that my boy?" the old guild master asked
"I was trying to get in touch with a friend so she can meet happy here, so I extended my magic to try and ask her." Percy answered
"I see, I wouldn't be surprised if every wizard form here to Crocus felt the magic you were putting out. It was a really wide range that we felt my boy."
"Sorry, but at least I might be able to summon the friend I was trying to contact."
"Go ahead then boy" Makarov gave Percy a huge smile as he sat on the table with happy.
"Right, here goes nothing, nobody panic okay. Magical Summoning: Hellhound!" A huge purple magical circle appeared on the floor in front of Percy as his dear friend Mrs. O'leary leapt out and tackled him to the floor. Erza almost attacked but Makarov restrained her and she noticed Percy is actually laughing underneath the beast.
A/N: Starting next chapter would have no battles as it shows Percy and Nico fall into routine in Magnolia. Some character building and fun times will occur. Stay tuned. I should also complete the next chapter of my other story in Thursday, and or this one on Tuesday.