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The Tragedy of Percy Jackson
Chapter 3
Thirty minutes had passed since the announcement of the new prophesy that would cause Percy's death, and since then he had just sat in silence with Chiron sitting across from him. He could tell the centaur was trying to find the right thing to say to him, but Percy really didn't want to talk about what was going to take place, honestly he just wanted to jump into the ocean and hid from all his responsibilities for the rest of his life. Unfortunately Percy knew he couldn't do any of that. He had to fight one last time to insure that all other demigods could live, or at least the ones who didn't die in the up coming war.
"I'm sorry Percy, you don't deserve what the fates have decided. You're a great Hero, and in my opinion the greatest of all. I wish there was another way," Chiron spoke glumly.
"Yeah," Percy responded with a small smile, "But I have three months left so please let that be the last of the mourning."
"I thought I'd tell you since this will be the last time we speak alone. Tomorrow morning you will be at Olympus to train your powers for the up coming fight."
"What?" Percy asked confused, "Why the hell do I need to do that?"
"The prophesy says you will die, which will give Olympus a fighting chance. The gods have proclaimed that you will have to fight the Primordial and inflict enough damage to allow the gods to finish it off." \
"Well why don't they just do it with me?" Percy asked standing up angrily, "Why do I have to be the one to go toe to toe with the Primordial? HUH? PLEASE ENLIGHTEN ME! THE PROPHESY SAYS I HAVE TO DIE IT DOESN'T SAY HOW! I COULD GO AND JUMP OFF A CLIFF AND OLYMPUS WOULD STILL HAVE A CHANCE! ZEUS COULD HIT ME WITH HIS STUPID LITTLE MASTER BOLT AND BAM YOU ALL HAVE A CHANCE! HELL I COULD TAKE MY OWN SWORD AND STAB MYSELF AND GUESS WHAT YOU HAVE A CHANCE!"
"Percy please calm down," Chiron said softly.
"WHY DOES IT MATTER CHIRON!" Percy asked screaming at the top of his lungs, "THE GODS SHOULD BE TRAINING THE DEMIGODS HERE HOW TO MASTER THEIR POWERS NOT ME! I AM AS GOOD AS DEAD SO JUST LET ME DIE! LET ME LIVE THREE MONTHS WITH THE PEOPLE I LOVE AND THEN JUST FUCKING END IT OKAY? I'M TIRED OF FIGHTING."
"YOU WILL DO WHAT THE GODS ASKED BECAUSE YOU ARE THE HERO OF THIS PROPHESY!" Chiron roared catching Percy off guard, " Percy... I do not wish any of this for you, but there are things you can not control. The gods, even at there mightest can not take on the Primordial at its strength, and honestly nobody has a clue on how to kill one. This is the best chance on how to really save Olympus. Also if you must know it was your fathers idea, so I'm sure he will let you visit your loved ones."
Percy silently stared at Chiron before nodding his head in defeat. He walked out of the big house without saying another word, just to see Annabeth sitting on the steps. At the sound of the door closing she turned towards him, her face had tears streaming down her face from her stormy grey eyes. Percy sighed as he offered his hand towards her and said, "We need to talk Wise Girl."
Deep into the Rocky Mountains a large cavern that was unknown to humans because if the mist. It was lucky that nobody had accidentally stumbled into the cavern as it was a place of darkness. Inside the cavern, there was a crack, that led to the deepest most horrible place in Greek mythology, Tartarus. Once just an entry point was now the exit, and sitting inside was the Primordial Tartarus.
The Primordial was shook to the core with anger as Gaea had failed in her awakening, and the demigods had put her to sleep, and even caused the earth goddess to have to re from. That meant the Olympians had more time to rule like little children and have their kids fight battle for them. They didn't care about anybody but themselves and some how had the audacity to call themselves the good guys. They had ruined the world, letting the humans to switch religions, to ignore them, to call them mythology. They just sat in their domains, slept around with humans, and then sent said kills to die for them. Tartarus had enough of just sitting around watching the giants, and titans fail in their attempts to over throw the gods. It was time for someone who could actually over throw the gods and end the world and start it anew in his vision. One where everyone rules him, where discipline and order take first priority. No longer would puny immature gods rule and act like children, there would be order and even though Tartarus himself would be in charge they would not worship him.
Everyone would rule the creator, the one who created the Primordial s, the titans, gods, giants, and monsters that dwell on his creation. Tartarus looked up inside his cavern where there was a crack leading to a glimpse of the starry night.
"Soon everyone will worship you father, I am almost ready. Soon the gods will be gone, I just need a little more time to finish creating my army. Then I will finish off the gods and the hero they send to stop me. They are foolish and will send the greatest hero of all, and with him dead nothing will be able to stand in my way as they will stand leaderless without Percy Jackson."
Percy and Annabeth sat by the lake, at first Percy just held Annabeth as she cried in his arms. Once she stopped crying Percy explained to her what was happening and how he was leaving.
"So they're going to train you to die?" Annabeth asked shaking her head, "That doesn't make any sense!"
"Tell me about it," Percy grumbled darkly, "Chiron said it was because they wanted me to the weaken the Primodial... so they could finish him off or something."
"Him?" Annabeth asked, "Percy I thought you didn't know which Primordial was attacking."
Percy sighed and said, "Those nightmares I had about Tartarus, well they never stopped and honestly they only got worse. They stopped just being flash backs, they started showing me fighting him, each time he would kill me. Sometimes it was in the pit, others it was on mount Olympus, sometimes it was in a forest. No matter what I did I could never beat him, he would kill everyone I love and then finish me off. Annabeth, I thought It was just PTSD, but I think some how Im just being shown my fate. But I'm not going to watch you all die, so I guess its a good thing that I'm doing this alone. I cannot watch you die, and Jason and Piper are about to get married I just, if my death means you guys can live then I am willing to do that. I want all of you to be happy, and die of natural causes. So I guess I have to literally fight my demons."
Annabeth was quiet for a moment before laying her head in Percy's lap, and she started to cry once more. Percy combed his fingers through her hair, and he could feel silent tears falling down his face as well.
"I love you Annabeth," Percy whispered out, "Just promise me that you'll move on and find someone that makes you happy and can care for you." This seemed to only worsen her state as a loud sob escaped from her lips after he said that. The son of Poseidon sighed before an idea popped into his head and a small smile formed on his lips.
"Hey Wise Girl, how about we go for a swim," Percy asked standing up and ripping his shirt off, "I'd hate to leave without showing you how beautiful the lake is underwater." He offered his hand to her with his classic smirk plastered on his face. Even in her emotional state Annabeth forced a smile to her face and took his hand and let out a yelp as Percy shot a wave towards them that pulled them into the middle of the lake.
"Deep breath wise girl," Percy ordered sending her a wink before he grabbed her waist and shot them underneath the water, where they shared possibly the best or second best under water kiss of all time.
Its a little short but I had to squeeze an update in because I cant update till Friday or Saturday so I thought I'd publish what I had already for you guys.