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Chapter 6: Fall of the fake hero
One month after the previous chapter.
Percy's POV
We were running.
To camp half blood.
This was insane.
But the world was in danger again.
Now guess which four had to save it?
But regardless of my frustration, I was happy, as were Nico and Thalia.
Scipio helped us discover something amazing.
Anaklumos, Riptide had not abandoned me. I could still wield the blade, and more powerful then ever. It was all within the last month where he helped all of us regain or gain weapons for our battles…
Flashback
"What do you mean, power of chaos?" I asked.
We were sitting on the beach of Ogygia and Scipio just brought up the topic of our old weapons.
"You swore on the power of chaos when you left riptide behind am I correct? "And the bow of the stars for you Thalia?" Scipio asked with his eyebrow arced.
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?" Thalia asked.
"You can still call on your divine bonded weapons at will." He said.
I stopped.
I could still wield riptide?
Nico just stared. He had no special weapon. Scipio seemed to sense his discomfort at this as he smiled and walked over to Nico.
"Well then, let's have a little demonstration?" he said to Nico. "You will call upon your sacred weapons."
"What sacred weapons?" Nico retorted, "I never swore on any weapons!"
Scipio sighed. "Remember your title from our god-mode activation? Wielder of…?"
"Alphion and Omegrax?" he suggested?
Scipio nodded. "Do as I do but only with the names of your weapons instead. Stand back please?"
We all responded and left an area around Scipio. Scipio then held his hand to the sky and closed his eyes.
"I call upon the weapon of order! Warglaive of thunder ,Mjolnir! Heed your master's call!" he shouted out.
The sky darkened and the clouds began to swirl and lightning began to swirl in the sky. Nico, Thalia and I all took a few more steps back as thunder began to boom through the skies. A large burst of light shot down from the sky onto where Scipio stood and enveloped him entirely. The energy was pushing us back but we held our ground the best we could.
Then a curved arc shot down from the clouds into scipio's hands. When it touched his hand, a burst of lightning shot down and blasted the whole area where Scipio stood, sending all three of us flying away and sending dust flying up in a huge cloud around him.
When the dust cleared, Scipio stood upright, crackling with electricity while in his right hand he held the jagged edged twin sided blade, Mjolnir the Warglaive.
"Woah! We can do that?" I exclaimed.
"Yeap." Scipio said. "Nico, you're up."
Nico took a deep breath and stepped forward to where Scipio was standing a moment before. He raised his hands to the sky and gave an uneasy look to Scipio. Scipio gave a reassuring look to Nico and nodded for him to continue.
"Here goes nothing…" he muttered. He closed his eyes and took another deep breath before shouting out. "I call upon weapons bound of Chaos! Daggers of darkness, Alphion and Omegrax! Heed your master's call!"
As he finished the shout the ground began to tremble and the sky grew dark. The shuddering ground began to crack and a form of dark energy, volatile shadows, began seeping from the cracks. A large burst of the energy enveloped Nico and two dagger shaped shadows burst forth from the ground and flew to his hands.
As he closed his hands on the daggers, another large wave of energy was unleashed, again pushing Thalia and I away whereas Scipio held his ground, probably by experience.
The cloud finally dispersed and Nico was left holding a pair of stygian iron daggers in his hands, jagged edged and gleaming even in the darkness.
Nico stood in awe of his new weapons as he brandished them. Before anyone could say anything Thalia held her hands to the sky and shouted out in excitement. "I call upon Weap-" she was cut off by Scipio pushing his hand over her mouth. After a short struggle Scipio released his grip.
"What's the big idea?" she shouted at Scipio.
"Your bow and Percy's sword are in essential locations, the sky and camp half blood," he explained. "The last thing we want is to alarm the gods and demigods, or worse, give away our location somehow."
"But it's been so long…" I whined.
"Give it a month, then we have to go back anyway. Then you can summon them." He said.
"A MONTH?!" the three of us exclaimed.
We began to bombard him with questions.
"Yes, a month. It's a long story but the world is in danger again. I'll explain this in a while…"
-flashback ends-
So now we kept running forward.
Gabriel. Annabeth. I had to face them again. But Scipio told me Gabriel was going to pay. Dearly.
So I decided to trust in him. My brother and friend. We all did. And we had a special event planned if all went well, involving a few trumpets and a song.
I smirked at the thought of the plan, I hoped we might get to do that.
But I snapped out of my thoughts as Thalia's tree came into sight. I locked eyes with Thalia and Nico, and we all nodded at each other before we all looked to Scipio who gave us a reassuring nod.
Then we saw it. The camp under siege.
3rd person's POV
Half blood hill was flooded with earthborn giants pounding away at the camp's borders. Dracanae charged forward, slamming their spears against the shields as the Legions of empousa began marching up the hill.
Within the weakening borders of the camp a legion of demigods prepared themselves for the battle to come.
Before them stood their commander. A young man with black hair and sea green eyes with a cocky smile on his face. He was Gabriel Santana and he was a son of Poseidon.
Beside him was a master strategist. A blonde girl with stormy grey eyes carrying a dagger and gazing at the battlefield before her. Her name was Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena.
Demigod after demigod was dragged back behind the borders as they fell one by one in battle. The archers soon found themselves out of arrows and the demigods with machinery, the Hephestus cabin, found themselves without any more ammunition.
"We can't win Gabriel." Annabeth said.
The young man's cocky smile faded. He knew she was right. The Legions would soon break the shield and once that happened, it was all over.
"Maybe we can lead an escape, take them by boat." He began. "We can still –"
He was cut off by a huge explosion from behind enemy lines.
All the conscious demigods turned their eyes to the source. The smoke soon cleared revealing a hooded group of four people, completely unarmed.
They seemed to whisper among themselves and then turned to face the monsters staring them down. They all shifted into battle stances as the monsters let out loud roars and began to charge at them.
Gabriel's eyes widened, he did not like looking weak at all, he was too proud for that. He would not be seen hiding as a group of unknown people faced the army he couldn't handle unarmed. He gripped his blade and took a step forward before Annabeth stopped him.
"Just because they die does not mean that we will too." She said. She gazed at him fiercely, she wasn't taking no for an answer.
Gabriel relented and stopped moving, but stood like everyone else to watch the fight that was about to ensue.
The four hooded figures moved swiftly. There were clearly three guys and one girl among the group. Each had a different colour tint on their hood. Sea green, Lightning blue, dark brown and blazing orange.
The young man with brown tinted hood ran forward and slammed into a group of dracanae and caused them to instantly turn to gold dust. He spun around and disarmed an approaching empousa and used it's blade to banish another entire wave of the demonic creatures. He stood calmly and turned to the rest around him and gestured to them, 'Bring it on'.
The girl in the blue hood kicked monster after monster sending them spiralling into each other and causing their weapons to impale each other, creating a shower of gold dust. In that moment of lowered visibility she grabbed a spear from a dracanae and ran through an entire legion of earthborn, shattering them into dirt crystals that did not reform. She whirled around and charged back into the fray.
The remaining two, in the green and orange hood worked in unison, snapping necks of monsters bare handed and using their own weapons against them. The demigods within the borders watched in awe as the two downed the minotaur in a matter of seconds, ripping apart drakon after drakon and smashing the earthborn to pieces bare handed. They both grabbed a sword from the ground that were dropped by monsters and charged once more.
It was a beautiful sight to watch as the two moved every so gracefully and yet so deadly with the blades, they dispatched legion of monsters with every move and remained totally unharmed. With a rallying call, the orange hooded one called out across the battlefield to his three allies.
"ENOUGH!" he shouted. "TIME TO FINISH THIS!"
The four stood in a circle facing outward, the remaining monsters standing wary as their thousands had diminished to mere hundreds. The four held their hands to the sky and that was when the demigods within the borders got the real shock of their lives.
An enormous tremor shook the ground as shadows began to envelop the monsters, binding them to where they stood. A hurricane blew through the battlefield, picking up screaming monster after screaming monster that soon got decimated by lightning which came from the sky. With a final move, a huge burst of light shot from the sky into the battlefield, the demigods had to shield their eyes for fear of being blinded.
When they opened their eyes, nothing was left on the battlefield except for the four hooded figures, completely unscathed and walking ever so slowly towards the camp borders as demigods ran to greet the new arrivals, and to the no longer so popular Gabriel Santana's rage and dismay, the new saviors of camp half blood.
Scipio's POV
No mercy. That was all I would show him if he did as I expected. That cocky Gabriel Santana would pay dearly for the harm he caused to my brother.
We walked forward and were swarmed by the cheering demigods who, thanks to us, survived the near destruction of camp half blood from a surprise attack by Gaia. A centaur galloped up to us. Chiron of course.
"You have my great appreciation for saving our camp, but I have to ask for you to reveal your identities." He said to us, with that ever so fatherly look on his face.
A group of people stood aside as a fuming Gabriel Santana pushed through the crowd. I saw Percy cringe at the sight of his half brother. "You! He said pointing at me. You, me, the arena, NOW!"
"Don't do it! You'll get yourself killed!"
We all turned. Percy cringed again.
Annabeth. Protecting Gabriel.
I turned to look at Percy, Nico and Thalia. They all nodded. Through their minds went the same thought.
Kill him.
I looked straight into Gabriel's eyes and then I said to him, "I accept your challenge."
Turning to the rest of the people there I continued. "Due to this little interruption, We will only later reveal our identities."
With that, we walked away.
Time skip – 1 hour
I entered the arena. Alone. Thalia, Nico and Percy sat in the viewing area along with nearly a hundred other demigods who were all eager to watch their camp's current hero trade blows with a newcomer who could do far more than he could.
I looked across the arena at my opponent and smirked. He was armed with a sword, a trident, a shield and a dagger.
I entered analysis mode. I noted his weak points and his equipment faults as well as the sizes of the weapons as well as him, taking to mind all the statistics based on the arena and the weather and probabilities.
The best part was this was all calculated in a matter of seconds for me. I smirked at him as he replied with a snarl.
"I will kill you!" he shouted at me.
I laughed. Not out of humor or madness, but out of pure amusement at the bold claim he was making. "Funny you should say that." I said. "Are you willing to wager your life on this fight as well."
He didn't think, he replied rashly, as we had expected. "Of course!" he said, "I would never lose to someone like you anyway!"
His final claim echoed through the arena. Every demigod went silent as they heard it.
Just then, a bright light flashed into the viewing area. I looked over, the gods had come to watch the match. Artemis had even brought the hunters. I turned to the audience and shouted out. "There is a wager on this fight, for my opponent has challenged me to wager my life as he would with his! All take this to heart, for there will be blood and I will not let it be mine!"
I turned back to Gabriel. I smirked once more. "Let us swear on the styx?" I suggested.
He grudgingly agreed. We both shouted at the same time, "I swear on the styx, that if I lose this fight, may my life be in the hands of my opponent!"
Thunder boomed in the skies above. I looked over into the viewing area. Nico was eating popcorn, Thalia was taking a video of the fight and Percy was making slicing gestures towards his neck while pointing at Gabriel. I saw a very worried looking Annabeth chase in the stands tearing slightly while staring at her boyfriend. And for once, I felt sorry for her.
I faced Gabriel and said to him, "use as many weapons as you want, I will only use this."
I waved my hand and a sword descended from the skies and landed in front of me. The legendary sword of light and victory, Excalibur. The eyes of some of the gods widened as they saw it, and recognised it. But they knew better than to interfere in a fight sworn by the Styx.
I gripped my blade and held it pointing towards Gabriel.
"Use as many as you want, for there shall be no mercy." I finished with a smile on my face.
Chiron trotted nervously in the announcers podium but finally settled down enough to shout out. "This is a fight between Gabriel Santana and the hooded man, and it is a fight to the death!" Whispers broke out in the crowd and I even saw Travis and Conner Stoll in the back taking bets on who would win the fight. I saw Gabriel focus more on me. I knew it was about the right timing too.
"Let the battle begin!"
And Gabriel charged.
3rd person POV
One man charged at the other with his sword raised high, he aimed a powerful swing for his opponent's neck.
His opponent however, was much faster. With a quick action, he sidestepped the attack completely and with a simple tap on the sword of his opponent, his blade shattered in his hands. Gasps and whispers rose through the crowd and even the gods stood wide eyed at the progression of events. The gods had begun to monitor the energy flow of the hooded man and his friends as soon as they had seen his blade. The man clearly had a high level of analytical skill or a great amount of luck, for they detected no energy changes from him at all. Implying that he had, in fact hit the sole weak spot on the blade.
The man known as Gabriel stood stunned as he looked at his hand that moments ago, held a solid celestial bronze blade. In the moment of distraction, his hooded adversary swung his blade at him, not well aimed nor was it using a lot of power, but because he was so distracted, he only reacted in time to block the strike with his shield, which also shattered on impact.
God and mortal alike began chattering among themselves in shock. People began placing more bets with the Stoll brothers as the three hooded watchers of the match all shared a secret high five.
Gabriel Santana began freaking out, he began retreating while pointing his trident at his enemy. He let out a cry of rage and shouted at him, "I am the strongest there is! You won't beat me!"
His opponent smirked. He knew Gabriel's pride was getting to him. He waved his sword to the side and it dissolved into a flash of light. He kept stepping forward slowly and he spoke as he did so. "Really now? This fight seems to show otherwise."
Gabriel roared in disdain and charged at his opponent. Some campers cheered, some gods just looked in helplessness and of course Annabeth chase was shouting out loudly, "NO!"
Gabriel made a fatal mistake, he had underestimated his opponent and been overwhelmed by his pride.
With a slight of hand the hooded man had Gabriel's trident shattered and scattered on the other side of the arena. Gabriel cried out in rage and drew his dagger as those who supported him watched helplessly as he lunged at the hooded man.
The man caught his wrist and clenched it so tightly that Gabriel dropped his dagger. The man smirked as he raised his other hand towards Gabriel's arm. With a sickening crack and a loud scream that followed, Gabriel's arm was broken and the jagged bone was jutting out of his flesh. Some campers screamed, others covered their eyes and the gods, especially Poseidon, just watched on in horror as the strongest demigod they currently had in camp cried out in pain.
The man, still gripping the wrist of Gabriel's broken arm, proceeded to shove the jagged bone right into Gabriel's stomach.
Gabriel screamed in pain as demigods looked away and some even threw up.
With his hands free, the hooded man thrust his fists towards Gabriel's ribcage, tearing through flesh as he screamed in pain and ripped out two of Gabriel's ribs and shoved them into his shoulders.
Gabriel had stopped screaming. He couldn't scream any more. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks as he was pushed back against a wall by the hooded man. The hooded man reeled his hand back and punched through Gabriel's flesh one last time and Said to him, audible to everyone in the Arena, "Now," he paused for dramatic effect. "you die."
With a solid pull he ripped his opponent's spine out and flung it across the arena. Demigods began crying, others had fainted, the hunters all cringed. Even his three associates looked slightly shocked at his brutality. The gods looked at him in fear. Was this man with them or against them, they wondered.
Zeus, in all his pride, stood up and shouted at the man as the three hooded spectators jumped down to join their friend.
"I, Zeus, King of the gods of Olympus, demand to know who you are!" he shouted with as much courage as he could muster, which was quite a bit considering he was weak in the stomach after watching the gore caused by the man.
"This time, I will oblige you with an answer." The man replied.
The four of them flipped over their hoods and gasps ran through the crowd as reality crashed down upon the campers and the gods. The familiar faces that they saw were almost too much of a shock for them to handle.
"Thalia Grace!"
"Nico Di Angelo!"
"Perseus Drakkar Jackson!"
"Scipio Drakkar Draggaron!"
Unanimously they all shouted, "WE ARE THE PROTECTORS OF THE SACRED, HERALDS OF CHAOS, KEEPERS OF ORDER! WE ARE THE GUARDIANS OF MEJESTON!
Then all hell broke loose.
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