Welcome back everyone! For those of you who think Percy is too weak, you'll be happy to know that he shows real power in this chapter. But power isn't everything... DefaultM owns the character Mathael/Jack Cypher. Just so you know, there's brutal torture in this chapter. (Cringed when I wrote the torture) If you guys want an Incubus feel free to say so in a review or PM. Without further ado, here's chapter 5.
PERCY
Right before he was blinded, Perseus saw the sun at the highest point in the sky, which meant it was currently noon. He had to survive six whole hours to even have a fighting chance with the Leviathan. It was at that moment Percy knew, He Fucked Up.
He had a risky idea. It was more likely to kill him than save him but he had no choice. The simple truth was that the god of Night was not used to being blinded especially since his eyes were supposed to be even better than an eagle's. Therefore, he relied on it greatly. He had no chance of surviving fighting on the volcanic island. Perhaps he had a chance fighting in the ocean because of his lineage but the Leviathan was technically a sea monster so that was out of the question. His only option was up.
Little did he know, the Leviathan had already sent a massive ball of flames straight at him.
Percy gathered much of his nigh-demonic nightly energy and amassed it in between his two hands. If he wasn't burnt he'd see a small ghastly dark blue ball forming in the space between his palms, growing bigger and bigger. "RRAAAAAAGGGHHH" he shouted, letting loose all of the amassed energy downward, propelling him upward at an intense velocity. The beam of energy blasted through the ball of flames and truck both the island below and the Leviathan himself. Below him, he could hear the massive explosion he had caused and the scream of pain the Leviathan gave out.
The cold was the first thing that he noticed. His body developed a thin coating of ice all over his body. His joints began to lock up and he couldn't breathe. Being blinded, the only thing you have left is hearing and feeling. The ice was so cold, it made his whole body go numb. He couldn't hear anything either. Stuck with major sensory deprivation, he concentrated. Being launched into space didn't hurt as much as he thought but he knew that he wouldn't last long. God or not. In space, it was technically always nighttime. As long as there was no sun. At the angle he launched himself in, or at least the angle he guessed, and according to the Earth's rotation and gravity, he just had to survive a few minutes for the sun's rays to no longer reach him. At that point, he could heal himself.
Percy's lungs burned, begging for air. His skin began to hurt as the ice burned him. Every movement hurt his frozen and irradiated body. The foolish god of Night began to feel his body disintegrate, ever so slowly into familiar golden dust. What was actually three minutes felt like three decades. Suddenly, he felt a massive surge of power. 'Yes!' He thought. The sun's rays were gone, replaced by darkness. Vitality spread throughout his system, easing his joints and warming his body. At last he opened his eyes,healed and glowing with power.
His finger were gone, turned to dust. An animalistic growl escaped the enraged god. He forced his fingers to grow back. 'Dust to Dust my ass' he thought as he shot toward the Leviathan's Island.
Percy was surprised to see that there wasn't much of an Island left. Small pieces of floating rock resided here and there but the most prominent feature was the mountain on lava where the two volcanoes used to reside. A widespread ash cloud blotted out the sun. the cloud was so large that it covered all sunlight even past the horizon. The air was thick with humidity. Percy's supreme senses detected the Leviathan moments before it attacked him in a frenzy. Without a weapon, he was forced to fight the beast with his claws and energy blasts.
The Leviathan rushed towards his left flank with a mouth that was so large it could swallow a two storey house. The god veered to the right but was too late as the mouth clamped upon his left wing and tore it off completely. Golden ichor rained from the sky as the stump that was once a magnificent wing bled. Percy crashed into the warm ocean, feeling its power heal him. He knew it was only a few hours until sundown but he had to get some nectar and ambrosia. Underwater, Percy was fast, but nowhere near as fast as the Leviathan. dodged, dipped, ducked, dived and dodged almost every attack. Almost.
After the third dozen attack finished up, he began to tire. Every time he had an opening to attack, his claws just broke against the metallic armor painfully. Every time he could fire energy blasts at him, they just left a small dent in the impenetrable hide. It was only a matter of time before he made a fatal mistake; he tried to hit him with his left wing. Which of course, was already cut off. This left an opening for the Leviathan to bite off his right wing and right forearm. Because of the ocean, the stumps had already begun to heal. Didn't mean it didn't hurt like hell. Dazed, Percy let out a great shout, and with it came a great blast of energy. Straight into the Leviathan's mouth.
BOOM, went the Leviathan. Its mouth blown apart and scarred, it retreated temporarily into the depths of the ocean. The exhausted god of Night retreated as well, but to a particularly large rock that was still connected to the ocean floor unlike the surrounding floating bits. He laid down and closed his eyes, tired beyond compare, and rested. He knew, however, that the battle was far from over.
Hours later, Percy was woken up by a heavy object hitting his chest. He jerked forward and stood, gripping the object with his left hand as he did so. Before him was a man. He was at least eight feet tall, a foot and a half taller than Percy. He had a black coat that seemed to be metallic and looked just like the Leviathan's scales. Underneath his coat appeared to be black jeans and steel toed boots. He wore no shirt, just the coat to cover his upper body. His mouth appeared to be severely damaged, with missing teeth and a fifth of his jaw missing. He had sharp features and a pointed chin. His hair was black and messy.
The figure then spoke. "I am the Leviathan, this is my humanoid form. You have proved yourself worthy by injuring me slightly. If you defeat me, I will serve you for a millennium. But only one. If I defeat you, I will devour your essence." Percy was ready. The object in his hand was a sword, and a well balanced one at that. Not as good as Riptide was, but it would have to do. As Perseus raised his weapon, he felt an unfamiliar strength rise within him, somehow making him think of osteogenesis imperfecta, or brittle bone disease. The Lord of Darkness had no idea where that came from.
He was ready to die for what he needed to do. Accepting the probability of death purged him of all possible fears. With that in mind, Percy, Lord of Darkness, God of Night, and Servant to Lady Nyx, charged with all his might.
REYNA
Reyna was not liking her afterlife. Sure, the sex was amazing but what happened after every fucking was horrible. She began to remember her first torture session.
She had not even recovered from Samael's cock when she felt the Archangel drag her to another room. "What the fuck Samael? Where are you taking me?" Reyna was pretty pissed. They had just had the best sex she had ever experienced. "You forget dear, part of becoming a demon is losing most of your humanity." Samael responded coldly. Reyna tried to retaliate when Samael put his hand on her forehead and said, "Conisa ge zacar". Immediately, the demigoddess went slack. All she could do was blink. Her eyes showed panic and fear as they approached their destination; a room with a diagonally placed table. The seemingly psychopathic being that was Samael placed her on the table and began to restrain her to it by her ankles, wrists and neck. Reyna could do nothing but watch as he revealed his torture tools.
All kinds of tools were in his arsenal. From electric nipple clamps to plasma torches to a wrench. He brought out the latter weapon and smashed against Reyna's abdomen. Liquid pain flowed through her centered at her abdomen. Three of her broken ribs stuck out of her skin, making her bleed profusely. She couldn't scream. Whatever Samael had done to her when he spoke those odd words had paralyzed her effectively. "Watch and learn dear. You need to understand Hell. That's where you'll be for the next few centuries after all". He grabbed the largest rib poking out of her skin and ripped it out. Reyna began to cry against her will. Paralyzation had somehow done nothing to dull the pain. Samael took the broken rib and began to sharpen it. When he was satisfied with its polish, he put it down on the table adjacent to Reyna. The Archangel put a hand on her forehead and spoke the mysterious language one more, "Zacar". Suddenly she was released from the paralyzation and began to shake from pain. Samael noticed this and laughed. "Going into shock are you? HAHAHA, we haven't even begun". He waited for her to 'die' once more. When Reyna awoke, her body was practically brand new, without any of her previous scars nor the missing ribs. Samael still had her sharpened rib. He picked it up and began to cut lines along her whole body as Reyna screamed for mercy. "AAAAAAAHHH".
The rib knife cut symbols along her chest, most of which were demonic in nature. Reyna had no idea how she knew this. Samael attached the electric nipple clamps to her nipples and turned on the current. It did not feel good at all. The electricity began to burn at her skin and begin cardiac arrest. Her body was so confused. Electricity coursed through her system and blood poured out of her cuts.
Not that she cared that much since the Archangel slit her throat open. Reyna blacked out again only to find her body perfectly fine except for the scars from the rib knife. Upon closer inspection they seemed to be all kinds of Sigils covering her body. Samael's voice caught her attention. "You pass out whenever your body has sustained mortal wounds. It's basically your soul's way of giving you a break from the torture. What I'm going to do is stop that function in order to finish this faster". At this point, Reyna had gone through so much that she was willing to beg. "Please Samael, stop this, I don't want to be some demon, I want to go to Elysium!". The demigoddess could no longer hold back her sobs. "This is too much! Please just end it all!" Samael Ignored her as he continued the gruesome torture. The Archangel replied, "I cannot end it all, my dear. The human soul is indestructible. Damageable, yes. Imprintable, yes. In fact that's what I'm doing now. As I write the sigils and symbols on every inch of your body, your soul slowly becomes a demon. More specifically, a Succubus". During his entire speech, he had not been torturing the girl. Reyna noticed this and plotted. If she could keep him talking long enough, maybe, just maybe, she could figure out an escape plan. Forming a plan of escape was difficult while one was being tortured after all.
"How long. How long will it take?" It was obvious that Samael had somehow read her mind once more due to the fact that he continued cutting as he responded to the dialogue. "Two hundred and forty years". He placed thin pieces of bamboo in her fingernails and toenails. "Normally it would take three hundred to four hundred but I am going to make this extra painful". He brought out a hammer. "Time is of the essence after all." At his last sentence, he hammered the bamboo sticks into her nails, forcefully separating finger and nail. The victim's cry of pain was heard all throughout Hell along with a chorus of wails from the billions of other souls there. "However, I need you back on Earth, serving me, within the month". Samael hammered the bamboo into her toenails. "Luckily, an old enemy vowed service to me. Chronos, show yourself, will you?"
A hooded, hunched-over figure came out of a hidden exit. His face was covered by a hood that connected to his long robe. Even when hunched over he stood three meters tall. The only skin that was showing was on the hand that gripped a harvesting scythe. His skin was pale, greenish and covered in varicose veins and warts. The hand alone was a horrifying sight with long, cracked, gray nails and bloody hangnails. A white beard was all that was visible under the large hood.
"Yes, Archangel, what do you want to exploit from me now?" An angry Chronos replied. Samael brought out a harpoon gun and aimed it at Reyna's right shoulder. "Don't feel bad that I took advantage of you and saved you from fading. You only swore your immortal life to me" The archangel fired the harpoon into her shoulder. Chronos was visibly displeased by her howls of suffering. "I need you to make it so that every day on earth is a year here". Chronos grumbled a 'yes' and left back through the hidden exit. Samael took the rope attached to the harpoon and attached it to a winch on the wall. He shot the tortured soul on her other shoulder and each of her calves. At this point, Reyna had lost all her blood. He attached the other harpoon's ropes to several other winches on the wall. Samael snapped his fingers and the table she was laying on disappeared causing her to hang by the harpoons. Flesh tore and shrieks resumed. He took out a whip that had razors and began to whip her all over her body. At every crack of the whip, another bloody mark appeared on her body.
When it seemed that her body could take no more, Samael brought out a blue liquid that had similar viscosity to honey. "This is contaminated nectar" He explained. "It's exactly like your godly drink except it's been mixed with the blood of the damned and boiled in the fires of Hell". The Archangel picked up some pliers and put it to her teeth. "It heals even better than Nectar and has no limit to consumption". He ripped out the first two teeth in one go. "The catch is, It gives you a vision of Hell and causes the consumer to lose all hope. It essentially tortures the mind and soul". The pliers gripped her lower teeth and ripped them out as well. "Have some, you'll need a fresh body for what we're going to do next."
The moment the liquid hit her tongue, relief spread throughout her whole body. The harpoons were forced out and the wounds closed, scarless. The only evidence of her suffering were the sigils all over her body. Then the visions hit her. Tortures much worse than her own flashed before her eyes. She saw herself strapped into a bed laying down. The bed began to expand, stretching her body with it until skin ripped and all her joints were disconnected painfully. The scene became blurry. When it cleared up, her vision-self was inside a bronze bull with a fire below it. The bull became red hot while Reyna was still inside making her scream from pain and succumb to a slow death. The vision adjusted to a crystal clear quality which allowed the most horrible part to be seen. Her loved ones. The ones she called friends, celebrated around the bull, partying at her death. Piper laughed, Jason mimicked being burned and Percy opened a bottle of champagne and raised a toast.
Finally the visions ended and Reyna was left with intense emotional pain and fear of what was to come.
LEO
'Leo! Where *static* you? Can you hear *static*? It's your mistress, Hes-*static* Everyone is looking *static* you! *static* took you!' The voice of what seemed to be a familiar eight year old goddess filled his mind, waking him up. Leo sat up and assessed his surroundings. He was alone in a dimly lit stone room around the size of Bunker 9, which was pretty big. It was actually quite similar to Bunker 9 due to the various pieces of scrap metal and unfinished creations and blueprints. The sound of a door closing behind him made Leo turn around in shock. Flames erupted from his palms as he covered himself in his own personal inferno.
"Who are you?" He demanded. "I am the bearer of light, Lucifer Morningstar." Lord Arula was shocked, to say the least. He never expected to be kidnapped by the Devil himself. "Now I know what you're thinking: 'Oh no the Devil has kidnapped me! I gotta escape!'." As he said this, Lucifer emoted with wide eyes and jazz hands. "Don't worry, Lord Arula. Hear me out. I have a great proposition for you. Listen and understand. If you still wish to leave afterwards, I'll let you go." Leo was wary, but he knew he was still weak from his battle with Dionysus. Being chewed up by a plant snake and killing an Olympian was intensely tiring. There was no way he could fight his way out of this, so he decided to cooperate. For now. "I'll listen". Lucifer was visibly pleased at his answer. "There has been an awakening. An ancient prophecy has been fulfilled. Chaos herself will fall by the hand of my son, and when she does, the Book of Revelations will play out. An apocalypse greater than any the world has seen or even prophesied will happen. I believe, however, that we can stop it". The first thought that went through Leo's wind was; 'How will I keep Calypso safe?' . Lucifer continued, "The Apocalypse is supposed to start with the opening of seven seals. I believe the first has already been broken by Perseus Jackson when he defeated both Kronos and assisted in the defeat of the Giants". The fire user was not knowledgeable on the bible. He wasn't Christian after all. Until now, Leo was sure that the Christians and Muslims and such had it all wrong. Turns out Leo was the one who got it wrong. "Wait, what does Percy have to do with this? How does winning two consecutive wars start the Apocalypse?" Lucifer sighed, this was going to be hard for him to believe but he needed to know. "Because your friend, Percy Jackson, Is the first Horseman of the Apocalypse. Rider of the White Horse, Lord of Pestilence"
LEVIATHAN
In all his life, Levi the Leviathan had no idea that he would fight the first Horseman of the Apocalypse. It was evident that the son of Poseidon had no idea of his abilities since Levi had not been feeling sickly during the entire battle so far. Until now. The Leviathan felt his bones crack and become brittle. He struggled to raise his sword just in time for Percy to strike him. The strength behind the strike baffled the Leviathan; it was a level ability that was on par with the Leviathan himself.
Perseus continued to press down on him causing Levi to fall to one knee. His bones all over his body cracked and broke painfully. Suddenly, he could no longer hear the sound of metal pushing against metal, or the sound of the ocean's waves or the beats of their hearts. He could hear nothing. He was deaf. A sharp and fierce pain erupted in the lefthand side of his chest. One of his broken ribs had just stabbed through his lungs and heart. The great Leviathan would not give up now.
With a great shout, the humanoid beast allowed the power within him reveal itself. Metallic scaly plates grew on his fists and head, forming reinforced knuckles and a practically impenetrable helmet. He forced his body to resist the spell of Pestilence. His bones grew back and healed. His penetrated organs stitched themselves back together. The Primordial Monstrosity charged and threw a right hook right at his opponent's face. Ichor splattered and teeth flew. The force and speed of each of his punches generated a sonic boom heard for thousands of miles in every direction. Before Percy could even attempt to recover, Levi launched a colossal uppercut right into his gut. BOOM. Ribs broke. He then elbowed him with his left elbow and used the motion to turn and hit him once again his a spinning right backfist. Jaw fractured. The injured God tried to counter his next punch by pushing it aside forcefully. The only effect this had was causing the Leviathan to turn and kick him in the jaw with the back of his foot. Jaw completely disconnected. The God of Night fell to the ground and onto his back. Most opponents would consider their enemy defeated at this point and would show Mercy. But that was one thing the Leviathan was not. He was completely and utterly merciless.
He straddled the barely conscious god and continuously threw his explosive punches, slowly caving in Percy's face. Nearby inhabited islands thought that bombs were being dropped. With every strike, the ground beneath them began to break away and shatter. Levi noticed this but he was already done. The monster wasn't satisfied. He felt that his opponent was not at full strength. Something was stopping him, something emotional. 'Most likely loss'. He thought to himself. It was dishonorable to finish off a worthy opponent permanently if they were not at full capacity. A true fight was between two warriors at their greatest strength. He picked up Percy bridal style and tossed him into the water knowing it would save him. Finally, Levi the Leviathan assumed his serpentine form and set off to find a new home.
Hey everyone, hoped you enjoyed the chapter! Don't forget to Review. BTW I know Percy's horse isn't white but that changes pretty soon. I'll try to get Jack Cypher in ASAP
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