Percy's POV
We were so close! But then, I just had to get a nosebleed that started the apocalypse. Bravo to me. I just had to go and mess up like that. Brilliant. And now the world is ending and it's my fault. Well, this sucks.
I turn around quickly as I can as I hear a yelling from behind me. Running straight towards me was Porphyrion screaming threats. He was brandishing a giant sword and charging straight at me. I raised my sword and waited for him to come into range. He was two yards away when I suddenly launched myself in the air with the intention of landing on his head and stabbing him. It didn't quite work out that way. Mid-jump, his hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slammed into me, sending me flying to the side and straight into a column of the temple nearby. I fell to the ground, my sword lying a few feet away. I was lying on my stomach and I was just about to stand up again when I suddenly felt a crushing weight on my back pinning me down.
"PERCY!!!" a loud voice yelled.
"Prepare to die, puny mortal," Porphyrion said above me.
Annabeth's POV
"PERCY!!!" I yell.
"Prepare to die, puny mortal," I hear Porphyrion say.
I slash through another pair of hellhounds and turn towards Percy with the giant's sword bearing down on him. My cry had alerted the other giants of the predicament. They broke off their individual fights and jogged over to surround them. Percy was still pinned down on his stomach. Porphyrion's sword was creeping towards his back very slowly. The giants around the pair were egging Porphyrion on.
"PERCY!!!" I scream again.
I can see Percy struggle against Porphyrion's foot that was pressed down on his back, slowly crushing him. I start to run and I knew I would never get there in time. I slashed through several more monsters and I was confronted with a dozen empousai. No! Percy! I can't let him die! Come on, Percy! Fight him! The sword was still bearing down and Porphyrion seemed to be enjoying himself. No Percy, no!!! We're depending on you! We won't be able to win this otherwise! I slash through another empousai and there was five left. They began circling me, fangs bared.
Porphyrion's POV (I'm just as surprised as you are)
I was grinning. I looked down at the prone figure beneath my foot that was wheezing loudly. My sword creeping downwards.
"Just end him already!" one of the observers call.
"With pleasure!" I call back. I grin wolfishly and call down, "Time to find out what the Underworld is like!"
"I have already been there, twice!" the one called Perseus Jackson yells up at me.
"Say goodbye!" And I stab down with my sword. It sinks into his back and he cries out in pain and is still.
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Hey guys!
Sorry I forgot to do a disclaimer at the beginning so here it is!
Annabeth and Percy Jackson (along with the other characters from that series. You should know who I'm talking about. If you don't, you must read the Percy Jackson series.) belong to Rick Riordan and are not my characters.
Just so you guys know, this story is beginning just after Percy's bloody nose. In case there was any confusion.
I'll keep updating as much as I can but I can't promise a solid updating schedule.
Thanks guys for reading my story!!
~Nightfire_phoenix
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The Star In The Night
أدب الهواةA Percy Jackson story with my own individual plot line in which Percy had died in the war against Gaea and had been reborn (with permission from Hades) and had begun to work for someone else.
