Chapter 1
Dance of Death
Disclaimer "I meant what I said and I said what I meant" was taken from Horton Hears a Who
Power Levels of Deities
Japanese Pantheon
Chaos; Aztec and Mayan Pantheon
Primordial; Chinese Pantheon and Dragons; Aztec and Mayan monsters
Titan King; Chinese Half-Bloods; Aztec and Mayan Half-Bloods
Titan Pantheon; Egyptians Pantheon
Olympian Council; Roman Pantheon; Chinese monsters
Norse Pantheon; Norse monsters
Minor Greek gods; Minor Roman gods; Egyptian monsters
Greek and Roman Half-Bloods; Greek and Roman monsters; Egyptian Magicians
Mortals
Power Levels of Monsters
(Primordial or Higher Level) Ancient
(Titan King till Primordial Level) Legendary
(Olympian Council till Titan King Level) Rare
(Greek and Roman Half-Bloods till Olympian Council Level) Common
(Mortal level till Greek and Roman Half-Bloods level) Weak
The night was quiet, almost soothing. Unaware of the dangers about to come. Three demigod's and a satyr ran through the gnarled tree roots surrounding that school. A school which unknowingly hosted two very powerful demigods. Their aura's of power sniffed out by this particular satyr. Twin stubs horns were hidden by his red baseball hat, his shoes had long gone disappeared for the need for speed. His goat fur keep him warm against the cool night wind. Eyes darting around, looking for the smallest hint of movement in the dark forest. He could smell the monster. This monster was a Rare one. The girl to his right, her raven black hair blended in with the dark shadows. Her green seawater like eyes were cold and calculative; single Celestial Bronze thirty centimeter rod strapped to her hip. To the behind the satyr was a girl with black spiky short hair, her clothing were all black, gothic, and blended in well with the night. Her eyes though shone sky blue, lightning flashing across them every now and then; a watch on her left hand and a mace canister on her right hip. To the satyr's right was a boy. Jet black hair with dark onyx eyes, the feeling of death radiated off him; a pitch black sword banged on the left leg as he ran, Stygian Iron. But yet there was something else about his aura. Something off. Something that could potentially anger people. Or draw them to him.
"There." that was all the satyr had to whisper, immediately they all stopped, crouching down on the ground. Their eyes watched as a man walked in the forest with two children, their backs facing towards them.
"This is what we're going to do so listen up." the boy hissed instantly before anyone could speak, "I'll take on the monster, you guys get the girls."
"You're going to -"
"Shut it. I'm in command here you listen to me Daughter of Poseidon." the boy hissed at the blonde girl.
"Hey! Don't you talk to her like that Spawn of Hades!" the gothic like girls snarled softly at the boy.
"Guys stop it!" the satyr said, trying to stop them.
"Or what oh feared Daughter of Zeus? You'll smite me with lightning?" he sneered, "Useless woman." he snarled back at her, "You charge on my mark, do you understand?" he ordered them.
"And if we don't?" they questioned him, glaring.
"I'll run you through with my sword, your soul won't even reach the Underworld." he said, grinning maniacally.
"You wouldn't dare." the girl with raven black hair challenged him, her eyes narrowed.
"Try me." he hissed at her. His hands moving so fast that suddenly the cool black blade made of Stygian Iron was at her neck, "I'll cut your throat before you even make a sound." he hissed at her. A sudden snap made their heads turn around. Their eyes widen immediately.
"Oh don't stop for me, keep going." he ordered them. Immediately the boy attacked, he jumped up, his black Stygian Iron sword flashing at the monster.
"Help me! You useless maggots!" the boy screamed to them as a spike narrowly missed his head. Both girls snarled before lunging at the monster. The girl with black spiky hair pressed her watch, a yellow translucent shield appeared the edges of the shield were cupped with Celestial Bronze, but the shield itself was see through yellow. It was constricted lightning, forced together into a single object and then harden in the blood of Zeus. She then snapped her mace canister, immediately a nine foot long Celestial Bronze spear appeared in her hands.
"We're going to regret this." she whispered before lunging at the monster. Who had changed long ago from a man into a Manticore. The children were huddled next to a boulder, fearful. The other girl, with raven black hair, took the stick and flicked it. A sudden eight foot long staff appeared in her hands, the middle was wood taken from the Hearth of Hestia and dipped into the River Styx, making it virtually unbreakable. Both ends of the staff were made of Celestial Bronze. The girl twirled it in her hands before jumping at the manticore. The satyr just stood at the back, a glowing green seem to surround him, energy swirling around the ground beneath him before the grass suddenly grew underneath the Manticore, snagging his feet. Only for him to rip himself free as he fought. Woodland magic.
Three children of the Big Three and a satyr fighting one monster in a forest at night, and they still couldn't beat him. On the contrary, they were losing. The Manticore roared as the Daughter of Poseidon smashed her staff into its hind leg, doing nothing but bruising the bone and leg. The Manticore swiped its lion like arm right into the girl, blasting her back and into a tree, she slumped to the ground dazed.
"Charlene!" the girl in black screamed at the fallen Daughter of Poseidon. Her eyes blazing with lightning when her head turned back to the Manticore, "You!" she screamed in fury, lightning boomed overhead, no winds just lightning. The girl screamed before dashing forwards, the boy just leaned back to a tree, grinning, as he watched her do the fighting. His sword hanging limply by his side. He smirked, this would be easy. A storm of lightning exploded from the sky, as though Zeus himself was enraged, tendrils of lightning crashed into the Manticore, it bellowed in pain stumbling back before suddenly launching a volley of spikes. Each one stabbing deep into her energy shield, her eyes widen; they were inches from stabbing into her body. Never before had a monsters weapon been able to do that, then again she had never faced a Rare monster. The Manticore pounced on her, she brought her shield up, immediately screaming as the four spikes dug into her stomach. Stabbing right through her casual clothing. Blood was welling. She screamed as the Manticore started to squirm a little, driving them deeper into her body. Then the weight was gone, but by then it was too late, her eyes had rolled back into her head and she had fallen unconscious. The other girl tried to rise, but fell back down, she was in no state to right. The last boy grinned evilly before shadow travelling behind the monster, his Stygian Iron sword was surrounded by swirling shadows. His blade came down, stabbing into the Manticore's rump. The monster roared, it immediately swirled around, only to get a gash across its eye as the boy slashed in a downward arch, cutting its left eye out. The Manticore lunged forward, the boy disappeared into the shadows, behind the Manticore, only for its back leg to kick out, shooting the boy across the field and smashing him into the satyr.
"Foolish demigod." the Manticore spoke for the first time, its voice was deep and gravel like, "You think you can beat me by yourself? I have faced stronger, faster, smarter, better demigods then you." it sneered, "I have faced demigods of the true Greek gods." it growled like a lion.
"I am a true son of a Greek god!" the boy shouted at him, his face red from crashing into the satyr.
"You may think so Son of Hades, but you have no idea what you are talking about." it snarled at him.
"Come and taste my blade, see how real it is to you stupid beast." the boy sneered back.
"I will!" the Manticore roared as it lunged forward, moving so fast that the boy was knocked onto his back, his sword flying out of his hands. The Manticore's mouth was open, its teeth sharpen, ready for the taste of this demigods blood.
"No!" the satyr screamed before launching itself like a furry cannonball at the Manticore.
"Arghh! Get off me!" the Manticore roared as the satyr tried to stab it with a stick, it flung the satyr into the tree hard enough that the tree snapped in half, it stayed still for a while. The still night silent. Before it crashed down onto the satyr. Crushing him and shattering the night, "Stupid satyr." the Manticore snarled in the boy's face, spit flying all over it.
"Get off me you stupid beast!" he roared at the monsters face; only for it to roar back at him, his left ear was bleeding now.
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Is that no what you mortals say." the Manticore questioned before suddenly snapping his mouth shut. The Son of Hades screamed as the teeth ripped through his right eye, ripping the eyeball out along with nerve connections to the brain. The boy screamed again as the Manticore suddenly lifted him off the ground and smashed him against the tree.
"Get off me!" the boy screamed. The Manticore snapped again, this time cutting a deep gash from the bottom of his right eye to the bottom of his chin.
"It's been awhile since the last time I tasted a Spawn of Hades's blood." the Manticore said delightfully. Its teeth ready and poised. Suddenly the head jerked back, the Manticore fell off the boy, "Who dares? Spawn of Poseidon!" the Manticore snarled before lunging itself at the Daughter of Poseidon. Her eyes were narrowed. She immediately spun the staff, swinging around her back and slamming it into the monster when it got close enough. She slid the Manticore behind her, pivoting on her right foot as she got ready for the next attack.
"All bark no bite." the Daughter of Poseidon taunted, grinning cheekily.
"You're blood will taste amazing demigod!" it roared before launching a volley at her.
"My name is Charlene. Get it right." she sneered, spinning her staff fast enough that the spikes bounced off harmlessly.
"Names do not matter when you taste this great." the Manticore sneered as it stalked around her, wary at how easily she had deflected both attacks. Suddenly it lunged forwards, the speed catching her off guard and knocking her back, away from the staff. The Manticore would've lunged again were it not for a blast of water that hit it from thin air.
"Oops." the girl said, placing her hand in front of her as though she were some British royalty. The Manticore roared as it got up, the girls vision was suddenly blurred, her left ribs hurt and then black out as she slammed into a tree. What had hit her was the Minotaur, its battle axe stuck behind its back, hooves gouging in the ground. The air misted from its breath, its eyes blood red in rage. Horns that glowed in the dark with a soft green color. Its large hands fisted from just punching the demigod.
"Kill the boy, both girls are dead already." the Manticore ordered, the Minotaur just started to walk towards the boy. It loomed over the Spawn of Hades like a giant, its right fist cocked back, it couldn't wait for that feeling of demigod blood on its hands. Then suddenly it tumbled.
"What are you doing you fool?" the Manticore roared at him; before the Minotaur stumbled again. It turned to look at him, and what he saw struck fear into his hearts.
"Moooooo!" the Minotaur yelled one more time before a third silver arrow lodge itself into its heart, sending him right back to Tartarus as it exploded into monster dust. Raining down on the boy like confetti in a party. The Manticore immediately started to backtrack, the hunting horn must've been sounded during the fight.
"Hunters." it snarled as girls of all ages stepped out from the tree line, silver hunting clothing adorned, their bows all notched, ready to kill. Each silver arrow head gleaming in the moonlight before him, "What are you doing here." its legs bunched up, "This is no godly affair." its claws were digging into the ground.
"I am god of the Hunt Manticore." a girl of twelve years spoke, "And hunting beast like you is within my domain." she snarled at him.
"Permission to kill -" a hunter started, before gasping. The Manticore had launched a volley of spikes right into the girls body. True that whilst all of them smashed into her arms, legs and stomach, the blood she was loosing could be fatal.
"Oh I got the famous four thousand year old Lieutenant of Artemis? My bad." the Manticore said, its teeth stretched into what could be said as a menacing grin.
"Hunters permission granted, kill it." the goddess of the Hunt ordered the remaining Hunters as she got on her knees trying to save the girl.
"Come!" it roared at them before launching itself at the nearest Hunter, it whipped her off her legs and slammed its forehead into hers, knocking her out, its claws were poised and ready to swipe down to kill; only for it to stumble back when arrows slammed into its body. The Manticore roared before turning on the hunters, its eyes narrowed as it dashed forwards against them. The hunters let their second volley of arrows go, their silver streaks bright against the dark night, but they all fell, pierced right in the middle with spike's from the Manticore, "Stupid Hunters." it snarled as it reached them, the teeth and claws forcing them to take steps back from being mauled to death.
"No!" a voice cried out across the battlefield, a blur of silver slammed into the Manticore, blowing it back. Artemis stood there in her twelve year old form, her eyes pulsing silver as godly energy flowed through her veins.
"You are not allowed to fight in mortal affairs." the Manticore hissed at her.
"You are attacking my Hunters. My people. I have every right to hunt you beast." she snarled before lunging forward, her twin knives flashing. Both missed the Manticore, who was suddenly behind her. It unleashed a barrage of thorns, each one being snapped apart when Artemis cut them down.
"You can't kill me." the monster laughed.
"I will." she growled before launching herself forward, blur images were left, the Hunters just stood there in awe and shock.
"You can't." it snarled back as its own form dashed forwards, blur images were once again all that were left. Their forms depicted a battle between goddess and monster. Olympian Silver against Monster Claw. Teeth and claws against knives. Suddenly their fighting stopped, the crashes between both forces ceased. And Artemis screamed as a thorn was driven right through her chest. She slumped to the ground, Golden Ichor flowing out from her wound.
"How?" she gurgled as Ichor clogged her throat.
"There are things beyond your comprehension." the Manticore snarled, its wounds on its body were already fully healed, the Hunters were too far away. Whilst Artemis and the Manticore were fighting they had moved much further away. Suddenly it flew into a tree, slumping down to the ground dazed, "Who did that?" it snarled when it got back to its feet.
"Me." a boy said, standing right in front of him. Raven black hair, blazing orange eyes, a smirking smile. He wore black track pants giving his leg easy and quick movement if needed, his shirt was pitch black as well.
"Who are you?" it snarled, "I sense no aura, no smell. You are not even demigod." the monster growled.
"I am a demigod monster. I am a demigod." the boy said grinning before trusting out one hand, blasting the monster back into the tree, "A very unique one."
"Impossible." it snarled at him, "Only the Titans have that power."
"Every immortal has this power. The question is do they know how to use it." the boy questioned the monster as he raised his hand then flung it to the right, the monster rose into the air and was thrown into a tree to its right, at this point the Hunters, Daughter of Poseidon and the Son of Hades were there in a circle watching in shock at what this demigod could do. The Manticore immediately jumped back to its feet unleashing a larger barrage of thorns than anything the demigods and Hunters had ever seen whilst fighting it. All of them just ran off to the side, screaming at the boy to move. Instead what he did shocked them. He dodged. His body left nothing but a trail of where it had been, blurred images as he moved. Each one missed him at a hairbreadth away. Suddenly he stood up right, only for him to catch a thorn.
"How?" the Manticore questioned, back pedalling a bit.
Artemis had joined the group of onlookers, shocked at the boys movements, the thorn out of her chest. Her wound closing. The Daughter of Zeus was also there, behind everyone looking in shock. How was she there?
"There are things beyond even your power." the boy said grinning.
"Nothing is beyond our power!" it roared before launching another volley, this one faster than the last.
"If you say so." the boy said, casually walking forward, dodging each thorn. Jumping up when they came low. Ducking his head when they came high. Leaning right and left when he needed to. Even the sharp accuracy of the Manticore couldn't hit him. Suddenly he dashed forward, the ground cracked where his foot took off. A single blur line of black slammed into the Manticore. When the onlookers eyes readjusted shock was the only thing they knew. The boy had the Manticore in a single handed choke hold, he had lifted the Manticore high enough that its legs moved in thin air. In vain hope that it could find solid ground.
"H-H-How?" it choked out. The boy grinned.
"I have been trained in the Art of War by the Chinese, Norse and Japanese Pantheons. I was taught in the ways of this world and in the ways of my power with the Chinese, Egyptian and Japanese gods. I learnt how to survive with the Aztec and Mayan deities. And I am a Son of both Rome and Greece. What makes you think you can kill me?" he whispered softly into the Manticore's ear. No one else heard it but Artemis, her gasp was entirely ignored by the boy. Though the onlookers looked at her weirdly, "Best part is, I am the most powerful Psychic this world has ever seen since the forming of the Greek Primordial Pantheon." he whispered finally, "And tonight, you die." he said, and snapped the neck of the Manticore. Immediately it turned into dust, every single one of the onlookers looked at him in fear. Shaking to their feet.
"Wh-Who are you?" the Daughter of Zeus asked, scared.
"I am the one who saved your life, the Daughter of Poseidon's life and the Lieutenant of Artemis life." he said simply, as though it was a nice clear bright blue skied day.
"Who are you?" Artemis snarled, her bow notched and ready to fire, right behind his head.
"Me? I'm just a demigod." he said.
"I heard what you told the Manticore just then." she sneered, "Do not take me for a fool boy."
"I meant what I said and I said what I meant." he replied to her sneer with a kind and gentle voice.
"It is impossible so why don't you stop playing games with me and tell me who are boy before I turn you into a jackalope." she threatened him.
"How can you beat me if you couldn't even beat the Manticore?" he questioned her innocently.
"Tell me your name boy before I shoot this arrow through your head." she snarled again. The boy turned around, his orange eyes blazed as he looked at Artemis in her twelve year old form. They were the same height.
"I am Perseus Jackson, Son of Hera and Juno. Champion of the Norse, Chinese and Japanese Pantheons in the Art of War; Scholar of the Chinese, Japanese and Egyptian gods; Remaining Survivor of the Aztec and Mayan deities. But first and foremost." he said, the suspense heavy in the air as he looked at her straight in the eye, "I am a Psychic."
Well guys that's the first chapter down this entire story will be up until TLO. Hope you enjoyed.
Till Later
The Author