《Perseus Jackson: The Last Stand》I almost die?
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I was practicing archery along with Zoë, when I felt something felt odd.
"Gotta go Zoë," I said, before teleporting away to the Primordial throne room.
I sat down on my throne and immediately realised what was happening. Ezousia was trying to wipe out everything from the universe. I felt her pain, but I didn't want her to do something so bad. I didn't want her to be bitter or sad.
I shadow travelled to another universe and found Ezousia pulsing with power.
"Glad you could join me," she said with glowing eyes.
"Ezousia, you need to stop this. Please. We can come up with another solution," I said desperately.
"No," she said stubbornly.
Her glowing eyes were seriously freaking me out. I wonder if I have that feature as well.
"Please?" I asked, trying to pull out the cute baby seal pose.
Her gaze softened for a second, before hardening again. The next thing I felt was absolute pain, as my entire body, withered on the ground.
"I'm tired of your antiques Perseus Jackson," she snarled, walking toward me.
My body seemed to have given up on me, as I lay there helplessly.
"Either you join me and clean up or die," she said.
"I can't join you," I managed out. "There is good in this universe as well. And sometimes, it's nice to leave some litter in your bedroom. It's what brings balance. You know the law of existence."
Her eyes glowed dangerously and the power coming off her was enough to wipe out almost everything in existence other than the Primordials. She was by far the strongest opponent I have ever faced and can ever face.
As it happened, I felt my consciousness slipping away. I started to loose my will to live.
She was fading me.
Crap
Crap
Crap
What do I do?
Think Percy think!
The problem was that I couldn't think at all.
I know some of you might mock me saying I never thought in the first place, but the thing was that now, I couldn't form thoughts.
As a last effort, I released all the remaining power I had in myself in the form of a beacon. I let it flow in waves of power, traveling across the Void, alerting the Primordials and my allies of what was happening.
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As I released it, my head rolled back and I just lay there, barely able to remember anything. I could only think of the last thing I had done, which was giving away my powers to alert everyone of what was happening.
I felt Ezousia's hold on me slip away and I was left floating in space as a limp body with barley any consciousness.
She looked at me in disappointment. "We could have been allies. Now look what you've done," she said, a tear rolling down her cheek.
She formed a sword made out of darkness and pointed it at my heart. "Goodbye Perseus Jackson," she said, tears pouring out of her eyes before lunging forward.
Now look here, I wasn't really bothered about dying. You see, I've been in many life threatening situations. Example fighting the minotaur when I was twelve, jumping off the St Louis arch, holding the sky, blowing up a mountain, taking a bath in the Styx, fighting a bunch of Titans, jumping into Tartarus twice and a lot of other stuff that would keep you here for days. The difference here, was that I was completely helpless. I could feel no power, no control or awareness.
Well, here comes the sword.
And now for the goosebumps.
Just before the sword pierced me, it dissolved into an inky black cloud and floated away.
Next, war horns started to blare. The temperature dropped like Tartarus and shadows started to form weapons and pointed towards Ezousia.
The darkness parted and revealed the Army of Night, along with all my Primordial siblings, aunts, uncles and grandpas and grandmas.
The army was as organized as I had trained it to be.
The Arai floated above in clusters, while Hellhounds and my pack of shadow wolves (part of conqueror of shadows) stood by the flanks. The centre had my mother in her chariot, pulled by Shadow and Shade, both gifts from Erebus. Geras, Hypnos, Eris, Hecate, Aether, Hemera, Eros, Hypnos, End, Chaos, Destruction, Gaia, Ouranous, Chronos, Ananke, Akhlys, Algos, Hayami, Erebus, and Tartarus all stood towards either side of her, while Erebus stood to Nyx's right.
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Tartarus' head turned into a swirling vortex. He pulled out a red sword that resembled his landscapes. It was dripping with fire and black liquid.
Aether's hand glowed and a sword made out of pure light formed in his hands. Hemera did the same, but a spear formed in her hand instead.
Erebus and Nyx pulled out identical Stygian Iron swords, with shadows and darkness shifting around them.
Nyx and the Arai together beat their wings, causing darkness to move in waves off them, while Geras and Eris poured out black smoke from their hands and eyes respectively.
Aether and Hemera started to glow and give out extremely bright light, which countered the darkness from the others.
This was a serious show of power, but it wasn't done yet.
A back hole formed out of thin air and spat out the Warriors of Chaos.
"Behold the horrors of Night," Nyx said, grinning gleefully.
Seeing my family again, gave me new found strength. I stood up from where I was floating in space. I felt all my power come back to me.
I took my rightful place to the left of my mother's chariot.
We were interrupted by Chaos, who started to clap.
"I'm so proud," he said, wiping away a tear.
His arm was slapped by End. "You're ruining the moment," she hissed.
Destruction then snorted, which caused us all burst out laughing.
The moment was ruined yet again, when I heard a soft chuckle from Ezousia, who turned serious once again.
"Please don't do this," I whispered. "We've already wiped out two. Leave what is left on its own. You know how the world works. The Primordials will make sure there is always a balance. Please don't put an end to everything in existence." I was practically begging her. I really didn't want her to be my enemy.
"I'd like to end everything," End interupted.
I glared at her. "Not helping."
"Just saying," she replied, shrugging.
Ezousia stifled a laugh. "You guys are an interesting family," she said. "It would be a shame to bring an end to you."
"Would you like to join this interesting family?" I asked her hopefully. "No matter what, bad will always worm its way in. That's the thing. There can be no good if there is no bad to counter it."
"What's in it for me?"
I shrugged. "A family. People you're close with and can share anything with. It would also help us maintain a perfect balance in the universe. Trust me when I say this, there is no good, bad or neutral without the other."
She smiled softly before nodding. "I'd like that," she said, before tiredness overcame her and she passed out.
"Aww no fights," Perses the titan said from the corner.
"When did you come here?" I asked, shocked out of my mind.
"A while back," he mumbled, before reaching behind him and pulling out The golden boy. "Got this kid as well. Interuniversal travel takes time. No in flight entertainment either. Horrible service and no restrooms. I'm giving it a one star."
We all burst out laughing. I love this not so little family that I have a lot. Even the extended one on Earth isn't so bad.
Maybe one day, I might even muster up the courage and express my feelings to Ezousia. Hope she doesn't read this. Big spoiler I guess.
I'd probably have more adventures like this. The best thing about all of this is that no matter what; whether you get kicked out of your home and thrown into a pit by the people you fought for, or not, there is always someone there for you. You may not even realise it. It could even be me... :D
I know, not much of a last stand, but it was the best I could come up with since I didn't want to have the most powerful being in existence as Percy's enemy.
Thanks for sticking with me till the end :D
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