The Rise Of The Titans Series: Kronos's Revenge (Book 1)

As the spirits broke into their group, Percy realized that there was no lightning to disintegrate them.

Great, He thought, Jason's not here.

Percy swung his sword in a deadly arc, and a spirit crumbled to dust. He then was thrown forward by a few ghosts that had sneaked in behind him.

Percy crashed to the floor and the spirits yowled with triumph. They scrambled towards him with their weapons raised high in the dank air.

Percy Jackson. One hissed. Come meet your death!

Percy pushed himself backwards, Hoping to find a open space he could escape easily, but the spirits surrounded him, still hissing.

Come closer, Percy Jackson, The spirits growled.

"Not at all!" Annabeth lunged at them, her sharp, bronze dagger blade sliced through the spirits one by one. She then held her hand down for Percy to grab.

"Thanks." Percy gasped, accepting her hand, which pulled him up to his feet. He noticed his right arm was bleeding from an ugly cut. Annabeth regarded the wound with tight concern.

"I'll worry about that later." Percy said, covering his injury. Without any hesitation, he scrambled back into the fight, slicing and swinging his blade, disintegrating any spirit that came close to him.

"There are too many of them!" Hazel yelled. She placed her hands to the ground, and millions of gold shards and other deadly riches shot into the air, sending some spirits shrieking away.

They had no time to rejoice: more floated towards them. Percy was already getting tired, and he could feel Riptide grow heavier in his hand from his exhaustion. Suddenly, a thick, black fog appeared out of no where, floating across the battlegrounds. Percy squinted, seeing a pale face appear in front of the tower. There were screams as the Spirits one by one dissipated into nothing. As the fog cleared away, he saw a tall and pale man, wearing an expensive silk suit. Misty faces, melting with agony and pain, appeared and faded away in his suit as if they were begging to be let out.

"Hades." Percy said, recognizing the man immediately. Hades smiled, but there was no friendliness in his dark, sunken eyes.

"Ah, wonderful. Just in time." he said, waving his hands. Instantly, the demigods were in Hades' palace. Once again, Percy examined the building with great fascination due to the similar architecture to Mount Olympus itself...except that everything seemed to be dying.

Hades sat on his dark, twisted throne, with his legs propped on a mahogany table. He didn't seem to mind his casual appearance.

" Are you Lord Pluto or Hades?" Hazel blurted nervously. Leo let out a snort, but stifled the rest.

"PLUTO!" Hades roared, his face burning with rage. "Pluto! How dare you call me the name!? Perhaps Zeus and his other siblings agree with this alliance with the Romans, but I...I don't approve."

He slammed his fist on the table, which made aclanging noise that echoed around the empty palace. Percy turned to glance at the two Romans in the room- Hazel and Frank. They both had a angered expression on their faces, but were silent.

"I had an enemy to deal with, that's why I didn't come to the stupid Olympus meeting." Hades glowered. Percy heard thunder crash outside.

" Fine! It's not stupid!" Hades snapped, holding his hands up in defeat.

"You seem suspicious, maybe it wasn't Kratos at all who joined Kronos's army." Percy said, anger flowing in his chest.

Hades narrowed his eyes, "Watch it, boy, you do not want me as your enemy. I do not serve Kronos, nor anyone else."

"You know anything about it? Or perhaps you don't..." Percy said, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes, I actually do." Hades growled, "You are a ignorant boy, Jackson! Say one more insulting word, with that nosy mouth of yours, and I will blast you to bits."

Percy held the lord's gaze with unwavering determination. "Lord Hades, you would not blast me to bits. You, along with all the other gods will need us all alive to defeat Kronos for you. If you destroy me, the others will destroy you," He snapped.

"Boy, that's a lot of yous," Leo muttered. Annabeth slapped him on his arm, glaring at him.

Hades snarled at the demigods, indeed not amused at all. "Fair point, Jackson. Now, to mine... I must ask you to defeat my enemy, Krios, not Kronos." he said.

Notes

Sorry if it's a bit long, but I hope you like it! :)