Trails of a Demigod
The Son of Medusa
After we arrived at Pensylvania, I was beginning to get tired. We calmly made our way to a nice peir where Percy and I sat on the docks, dipping our feet in the ocean waters.
In the distance, the began to set, as I smiled and laid my head on Percy's shoulder. They were still as strong as ever. He calmly, nustled his finger on mine as we both watched the sun set on the blue green ocean line. "Percy, how long do you think this quest will take?" I asked. Raising his eyebrows he wondered. Slowly, he tried to think out his words. He wasn't sure about tis quest, that was clearly obvious in his facial expression. But the thing about him that I like was the adventure. I mean he was Percy Jackson, without his adventurous attitude, he wouldn't be him.
"I don't know." He murmured trying to think. "This quest isn't our normal save the world from a potential threat kind of quest. I feel like this isn't to end our life filled with monsters. I feel like-" Before he could finish I kissed him. I didn't want to hear anything bad. I didn't have the stregth to hear about death. Feeling a sense of danger, I pushed him down. With a quick slice of a sword, two strands of hair came off my head. I rose, to see a masked man. The person looked familiar almost like I had met him before.
"Lovely, even at twenty." The man said. Walking closer, he smiled. Then I realixed, who this was. It was the pirate salesmen. "Chrysaor!" I bared my teeth irratated at the simple fact that a child of Medusa had interrupted a beautiful moment. "What do you want?!" I cried.
Chrysaor smirked. "I said I would be back someday, and apperantly that day is now. Word on the street is you guys are on a quest to stop your monster attacks. To face your ultimate eney. I thought, I could delay your adventures. Besides, I was growing sick of seeing Jackson here, cuddling up on such a lovely young lady like you."
Percy's nostrils flared, as his sea green eyes filled with anger. Silently, he dug into his pocket to pull out riptide. With a quick pull at the cap, the pen grew into a three foot long celstial bronze sword. Chrysaor smiled. "Put that toothpic awayJackson, It's not like you could beat me in a battle. Did you forget the Mare Nosturum. I was beyond your level then, why would now be anything different? Especially, since you haven't been active for what? Two years?"
"So what are you here for?" I asked. "If it's not a rematch with Percy, are planning on fighting me?" Chrysaor smiled triumphantly. "Exactly, daughter of Athena, the wisdom goddess. Patron of strategy and the most defient when it comes to her oath to her maidenness. I want to test you. To see, what you have that is so special!"
In a quick sprint, Chrysaor charged at me, with his sword. I swiftly pulled out my dagger and blocked his attsck. "Great! The beauty can fight. I love that, but they don't just call my the son of Medusa for nothing!" In a full swing, Annabeth tipped back. Percy quickly swung at Chrysaor, to not avail, as he swiftly deflected him back and off the dock.
Gazing down bellow, Annabeth noticed shark-like men. She gaspped. With a smile on his face, Chrysaor stepped forward. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about him. He's obviously a good swimmer, and besides!"' Lancing in Chrysaor swung once more, this time, I blocked it and moved in closer.
Scrapping his cheek, Chrysaor smiled. I huffed realizing it was my attack that caused him the scar.
"Well, I see you are actually, better than Percy. I love that. A real challenge. The golden sword they called me. I am the first one to reveal the powers of Imperial gold. At the time, it was called enchanted gold." He smirked. "We'll then, lets get to the main event!"
Charging in, I decided to take the chance. I needed to make this guy learn not to mess with Percy, and more importantly me. Taking a swing our blades connected, as I ducked and tackled him down.
In the distance, the began to set, as I smiled and laid my head on Percy's shoulder. They were still as strong as ever. He calmly, nustled his finger on mine as we both watched the sun set on the blue green ocean line. "Percy, how long do you think this quest will take?" I asked. Raising his eyebrows he wondered. Slowly, he tried to think out his words. He wasn't sure about tis quest, that was clearly obvious in his facial expression. But the thing about him that I like was the adventure. I mean he was Percy Jackson, without his adventurous attitude, he wouldn't be him.
"I don't know." He murmured trying to think. "This quest isn't our normal save the world from a potential threat kind of quest. I feel like this isn't to end our life filled with monsters. I feel like-" Before he could finish I kissed him. I didn't want to hear anything bad. I didn't have the stregth to hear about death. Feeling a sense of danger, I pushed him down. With a quick slice of a sword, two strands of hair came off my head. I rose, to see a masked man. The person looked familiar almost like I had met him before.
"Lovely, even at twenty." The man said. Walking closer, he smiled. Then I realixed, who this was. It was the pirate salesmen. "Chrysaor!" I bared my teeth irratated at the simple fact that a child of Medusa had interrupted a beautiful moment. "What do you want?!" I cried.
Chrysaor smirked. "I said I would be back someday, and apperantly that day is now. Word on the street is you guys are on a quest to stop your monster attacks. To face your ultimate eney. I thought, I could delay your adventures. Besides, I was growing sick of seeing Jackson here, cuddling up on such a lovely young lady like you."
Percy's nostrils flared, as his sea green eyes filled with anger. Silently, he dug into his pocket to pull out riptide. With a quick pull at the cap, the pen grew into a three foot long celstial bronze sword. Chrysaor smiled. "Put that toothpic awayJackson, It's not like you could beat me in a battle. Did you forget the Mare Nosturum. I was beyond your level then, why would now be anything different? Especially, since you haven't been active for what? Two years?"
"So what are you here for?" I asked. "If it's not a rematch with Percy, are planning on fighting me?" Chrysaor smiled triumphantly. "Exactly, daughter of Athena, the wisdom goddess. Patron of strategy and the most defient when it comes to her oath to her maidenness. I want to test you. To see, what you have that is so special!"
In a quick sprint, Chrysaor charged at me, with his sword. I swiftly pulled out my dagger and blocked his attsck. "Great! The beauty can fight. I love that, but they don't just call my the son of Medusa for nothing!" In a full swing, Annabeth tipped back. Percy quickly swung at Chrysaor, to not avail, as he swiftly deflected him back and off the dock.
Gazing down bellow, Annabeth noticed shark-like men. She gaspped. With a smile on his face, Chrysaor stepped forward. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about him. He's obviously a good swimmer, and besides!"' Lancing in Chrysaor swung once more, this time, I blocked it and moved in closer.
Scrapping his cheek, Chrysaor smiled. I huffed realizing it was my attack that caused him the scar.
"Well, I see you are actually, better than Percy. I love that. A real challenge. The golden sword they called me. I am the first one to reveal the powers of Imperial gold. At the time, it was called enchanted gold." He smirked. "We'll then, lets get to the main event!"
Charging in, I decided to take the chance. I needed to make this guy learn not to mess with Percy, and more importantly me. Taking a swing our blades connected, as I ducked and tackled him down.
Hey I made a story for Percy's final battle, it's called Blessings check it out, this could be a thing that I could possibly do with Nico and Jason later on too. I got bored so yea, I don't know if you like it please comment on it. thanks.
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