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"Thoughts"
"Speaking"
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Previously
Hyperion, who was blinded in his desire to destroy Poseidon's son, did not see when something was directed to attack him from behind at high speed.
"AAAHHHH!" the titan shouted in pain as Jackson's trident that he had previously thrown to save Thalia, pierced his stomach from the back thanks to the demigod summoning him at will.
But just at that moment from the free hand of the demigod another of the rings was transformed, but this time it was into a great hammer-axe, the head was large and double with a long handle, with one side being the one of the head a large axe while the other of a large hammer or maso, of the color of dark steel, but it seemed to have various engravings along the weapon.
And without missing the opportunity to take advantage of the Titan's lack of concentration, the demigod stuck the axe in his chest, driving it from one side of his torso to the other.
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"AARRGHHH" Hyperion screamed in pain again, although not as loud as when the trident pierced his stomach from his back because realizing his situation, he resisted the pain to attack his opponent, barely avoiding falling backwards to the ground
But the son of the sea was quicker to pierce the armor with the sword he had stolen, just as he did with the hammer-axe, but unlike that weapon, it pierced him right where the heart should be if Hyperion were mortal, bringing him to the ground. And since that sword was once the weapon with which Kronos had torn his own father to pieces, the titan of light could sense that his death would last much longer than the last time, while his own power rapidly diminished.
"It can't be..." Hyperion gasped in a choked voice, staring in complete hatred at the demigod in front of him, who was now grasping with both hands the handle of the other weapon he had embedded in his torso and the titan gave a growl of pain as the weapon was removed from his body.
But the demigod also removed the Titan's helmet to hold him by the head before forcing him to sit down, while the titan's ichor began to spill from the axe blade wound faster than from the other wounds. Hyperion stared at him despite the pain while his ichor that was at high temperature fell to the ground as if it were molten metal, meanwhile the demigod looked at the axe blade, seeing that part of the blade was melted.
"Not yet" commented the demigod with some annoyance and disappointment at the sight of the damage of the blade before looking towards the Doors of death seeing that the demigods and hunters were close to destroying the last chain, fighting against the last monsters that protected it, so he began to dissipate the storm, but still sending the water and ice as projectiles against the monsters that were still trying to break through the doors.
When he suddenly lowered the part of the mallet forcefully against Hyperion's hand with which he tried to raise his sword, nearly knocking the titan back to the ground if not for holding him down and forcing him to sit down again
"¡ARGH!" The Titan grunted in pain at his crushed hand as life slipped away, which he did again when ice lances formed and embedded themselves in his body, pinning him down
"At least this time you had the guts to face me alone, son of Poseidon," said the titan wanting to be the one with the last words, but they only caused the demigod to snort
"The last time we fought, I was a boy who didn't know what I was really capable of, nor did I train how I should do it," said the half-blood as he prepared to use the axe and cut off his head, putting the blade of the weapon at the level of his neck before moving it away "A boy who needed the curse of Achilles to face you and the others" but at the same time the black-haired man kept his power flowing in the ice spears so that they would not yet melt from the heat that has not yet disappeared from the Titan
Hyperion frowned even more at the answer as he felt that his brother's sword was tearing apart his being, his nature... devouring it quickly
"That's the thing about you immortals. You never change unless mortals force you to," added the demigod, but he had lowered his voice as he looked at the son of Uranus and smiled at the look Hyperion gave him at that comment " Always underestimating mortals or us demigods, but how many of you have fallen before us?... I killed them once before, Hyperion... I defeated your king and I will do it again if necessary. If I have to Time and Again I will kill you every time you Titans rise from the depths, I will remind you that your time has passed and will not return. Tell that to your brothers when they resurface from those blister sacs in Tartarus" Then he paused for a moment to look at Cronus's sword that impaled him and pierced his chest. "Well, if you ever reform, Hyperion."
"Daring words..." the Lord of the East mocked, but his breathing it became more difficult "My mother will enjoy drinking your blood and..." he paused mockingly, as if he had just remembered something "Tartarus also demands your soul... He's upset that you ran away... from his claws..." But the satisfaction of saying those words did not last long for both of them could hear the doors closing while some half-bloods began to give exclamations of joy and victory... and it was even more bitter for Hyperion when the son of the sea spoke again
"How strange, I'm sure if that was true, I wouldn't have been able to escape or wander the well this time or maybe I was lucky" the man said sarcastically and stopped talking quietly to the titan as he felt some campers and hunters approach despite not taking their eyes off the titan. "He doesn't waste time with the stupidity of conquering the world, he prefers to sleep" (Note 1)
"I'll go back to my king, but next time I'll claim your-" The titan tried to give a few last words and a threat to the demigod, but he ran out of patience for that, so he cut off the titan's head, which along with the body dissolved in an explosion of fire and golden sand almost 15 feet around him.
But the force of the explosion knocked everyone who was getting close and many of those farther away to the ground. If the ground beneath the Titan had not already been burned to crust, it would undoubtedly have produced a similar result when it caught the demigod in the explosion that generated a pillar of fire that opened up into the sky as if it were a thin tornado made of fire.
The power of a titan should not be underestimated even in death.
Those closest to the explosion had their ears ringing, their bodies hurt from having been thrown the ground or their heads were spinning, so it took them a while to distinguish the silhouette in the smoke as well as to distinguish what they heard that seemed to come from it.
"Cough, cough, asshole cough," Jackson's voice could be heard with annoyance as he coughed up some of the smoke and soot left behind by the explosion
However, when the smoke and fire dissipated from the cold and winds, the son of the sea was in one piece. Only his clothes seemed to have been damaged, leaving him with pure rags that barely held together and covered his modesty while he was covered in soot and ash.
At least that seemed to the naked eye, but the man was gathering a good amount of air water to cover a part of his face, his neck, one of his shoulders and a large part of his torso darkened almost to his knees, while the protectors on his arms and legs seemed to have been darkened by ash and soot as well.
But despite the wounds that were healing quickly with the water, the demigod moved over to where his axe-hammer was, only to see that it was even more damaged by the fire and heat, causing him to let out an angry growl while the weapon turned into a half-melted ring that he held in the palm of his hand. While the trident and the sword that had been protecting Thalía and Percy moved of their own accord towards him when he went to the sword with which he pierced the titan's chest.
The three weapons turned into other rings and a pen when he held them in his hands and all that was left of the titan was his sword, which he grabbed while looking listlessly at the campers and hunters who had stared at him, but that look made them react and get up from the ground where most of them were.
Holding the titan's weapon, the demigod seemed to concentrate and after a moment small flames erupted from the blade of the sword while some of the golden dust left behind by the titan that was just disappearing was attracted to the blade.
Looking carefully at the sword that was longer than the black-haired man's preference for a sword, he realized that it was even a few inches longer than Kronos' sword and the handle was longer for two hands to wield, , that made him think of some kinds of long swords, but the blade was like that of a xiphos, but a very large one.
"It'll be useful" many heard him say, not because he said those words loudly, but because they were silent watching him, confused and surprised as much by whatever he was doing as by what he had done during the fight. And it was only a few more brief moments before the sword emitted a flash of light and turned into a necklace that bore the resemblance of a golden cord and a miniature bronze sword that was quickly put around his neck.
Light still shone in place as the clouds disappeared, with Hestia's flames helping to illuminate the clearing as the chill of winds, snow, and water finished extinguishing the tree fires that Hyperion's power reached.
"Heroes!" Chiron shouted, although surprising some by how focused they were on that son of Poseidon, while the centaur approached him, although he was holding his bow, but without aiming at him "Take the wounded to the infirmary." Children of Apollo, please help with their wounds"
Several campers turned to look at their brothers and friends before proceeding to do what Chiron said, but many were still watching for the centaur and the adult demigod. While those closest to where the gates had been were approaching them, while the trainer of the demigods looked the man seriously in the eye, but for a moment or two his eyes wandered to the weapon now transformed into a necklace.
"Who are you?"
However, the man smiled slightly with a snort, "What, don't you recognize me?... I know I'm old for a Greek demigod, but come on!"
"I won't ask again," Chiron said stiffly, as the hand holding his bow tightened tightly, but without lifting it. While the adult demigod certainly helped them, he was a stranger at the heart of their camp and wielded a power that no one but Mr. D, Dionysus, and Hestia, could oppose, all of whom were also watching this demigod along with everyone else.
But even that was in doubt, both by the ancient laws that could restrict them depending on the situation, and the fact that Chiron was certain that this man had not fought with everything against Hyperion. So the centaur did not believe that if this man attacked them, they would fare better than it would have been to fight Kronos' brother and his invading forces without the same help from this demigod.
Even if he had not heard from this same half-blood that he was another son of Poseidon or demonstrated powers related to the domains of the king of the seas, the abnormal physical resemblance that the man in front of him has with Poseidon and Percy, would betray him as a son of the sea
Besides the fact that now standing in front of him, Chiron felt as if he were standing before Poseidon, so great was the power that enveloped him like a cloak. With every movement, with every breath he let out, Chiron felt the power of man was as unknown as the true depths of the sea.
Chiron did not fear for himself, sure to know that as long as a demigod was still alive and needed teaching, he would be there to help in any way that was needed. No... he feared for his students.
For the decision Thalía who was a week away from making a decision on whether to save or raze Olympus, for the young Percy who finally seemed to have accepted what it is and what it entails to be a demigod... For Beckondorf, Silena, Malcolm and the rest of the campers who were not taking the injured to the infirmary who were watching with caution and surprise at this unknown person.
He feared for the safety of all the boys he has coached, taught and watched grow.
The man sighed as he looked at him and the two gods who were nearby "Put away the bow, Chiron.... You know it won't do you any good. My name is"
"What the fuck?"
"What in Hades?!"
Other demigods shouted interrupting what the man was going to say, but the screams of surprise they gave were because someone... no... something was approaching. Some assumed it was another attack when a murky greenish fog made it impossible to see what it was, but when it got a little closer, everyone present, campers and hunters alike, stifled a scream while many turned pale.
"It is not possible," Chiron murmured once more surprised by this new event. I had never left the attic... Never"
However, the withered mummy that embodied the Oracle shuffled forward until it was in the center of the group. The fog snaked around its feet, giving the snow a repulsive greenish hue. And several saw that the head of the mummy turned to see where Percy and Thalía are, as well as where Chiron and the other son of Poseidon were before focusing on the lieutenant of the huntresses.
No one dared to move an eyebrow. Then its voice hissed inside Percy's head, but the others could hear it too, apparently, because many of them covered their ears.
"I am the spirit of Delphi," said the voice. "Spokesman for the prophecies of Apollo Phoebus, who killed the mighty Python"
"Originally from Poseidon" thought the only adult demigod among all, but as he did so the mummified corpse turned to look at him again for a moment which everyone noticed, but the oracle returned his attention to the lieutenant of the Huntresses of Artemis (Note 1)
"Come closer, you who seek, and ask," said the walking corpse, but many continued to cast glances at the demigod who defeated Hyperion
Zoë swallowed, taking a moment to compose herself from everything that has just happened, from the appearance of the gates, the invading monsters, the appearance of Hyperion, the unknown son of Poseidon, and now the oracle.
"What should I do to help my goddess?"
The Oracle's mouth opened and let out even more of the green mist, which seconds later took shape and everyone could see the vague image of a mountain, and a girl with reddish brown hair on its rough summit.
It was Artemis, but with shackles that held her to the rocks by thick chains that seemed to be made of celestial bronze or at least several of them looked like so. But the archer goddess was also on her knees with her hands raised, as if defending herself from an attacker or holding something very heavy... and dhe seemed to be in great pain.
However, Percy, Chiron, the two gods, and a few others who looked towards the other son of the sea, noticed that he was the only one of all present who was not surprised, but looked somewhat annoyed as he heaved a sigh of tiredness and annoyance. Then the oracle spoke, again attracting the attention of the centaur, the young demigod, and all the others
Five shall go west to the goddess in chains,
One shall be lost in the land without rain,
The bane of Olympus shows the trail,
Campers and Hunters combined prevail,
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"..."
"Why did it stop?" some said because for some reason the oracle stopped in the middle of the prophecy, which caused even more confusion among everyone, but after a moment the oracle continued talking
The Titan's curse must one withstand,
And one shall perish by a parent's hand.
Without... the... Seas... Fail... can... survive...
In the midst of a deathly silence, but several were even more confused with the last incomplete part because it seemed that the oracle had difficulty saying it as the green mist receded, writhing like a snake, and disappeared through the mummy's mouth. The Oracle sat on a rock and stood as still as in the attic, as if it were going to stay by the stream for the next century.
"HEY, where did he go?!" but the silence was broken when some of the campers exclaimed when they noticed that the son of the sea who fought Hyperion was gone
"What?"
"When did he leave?"
Several more exclaimed while Chiron, several campers and some hunters looked around hoping to see him, but there was no sign of him.
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Note 1
It is assumed that in Nico and Will's book, The Sun and the Star: A Nico di Angelo Adventure, when they go to rescue Iapetus/Bob, both demigods discover that the primordial one decided to sleep once again
Note 2
There are different versions of the myth of the Oracle of Delphi, on the one hand, the name of Pythus is related in mythology to that of a great serpent or dragon Python son of the goddess Gaia (the Earth) who watched over an oracle consecrated to his mother, or was shared by Poseidon and Gaia.
In another tradition it indicates that Gaia gave Themis her share and she gave it to Apollo. Another version, Poseidon exchanged his with Apollo for Calauria (an island).
However, the most widespread version says that, in order to establish his own oracle with which to guide men, Apollo killed Python with his bow and took possession of the oracle. And to establish the cult of the new sanctuary he diverted a ship of Cretan priests
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