What if Percy had failed, to stop the prophecy from coming true? PART THREE


 * Note: If you want to edit this book, please make sure they are helpful and not spamming. Also, please write: So-and-so write this part after the paragraph you write.  HunterofArtemis12 ~Daughter of the Hunt  22:55, February 18, 2013 (UTC) was the first editor and maker of these books.

Review of last two books:

Percy blows up Princess Andromeda with Beckendorf and talks to Kronos/Luke. Beckendorf gets knocked out, and is taken to the infirmary, with Silena not far behind. Kronos, seems to think everything is going according to his plan. Percy feels like he cant handle, being everybody's hero. He worries that he will fail.

What if Percy had failed, to stop the prophecy from coming true?

PART TWO

POV

I put my armor on. I felt like a loser, no way I could battle Kronos and win. I half hoped, I wasn't the prophecy kid after all. Maybe Nico would be. But then, I felt even more guilty, for even doing that to Nico, after all I'd already let him lose his sister.

I checked my pocket again, Ripetide was still there. There was on part in my dream last night, I hadn't told Annabeth. The Fates had appeared to me and told me, I was going to lose. In the vision, I was standing up to Luke/Kronos, holding my sword, backed up into a corner. All my friends, lay at my feet, unconscious or dead I didn't want to know. Chiron was notching his last arrow. I raised my sword to defend myself but Kronos kicked it away. I waited a few moments, waiting for it to reaapear. I didn't. I patted my pocket. It didn't come back. Kronos brought down his scythe and I woke up, sweat beading my forehead.

I tucked Ripetide into my shirt pocket, and took a deep breath. The campers we had left, awaited my command. We had so few fighters I almost said, "Alright that's it. Let's just wait for our doom people. Back to your cabins!" After the Battle of the Labyrinth and Luke taking so many of our campers from us...it was a wonder we had ANY left at all!

Annabeth came up from the sideline and kissed me. I was so shocked I almost forgot I was supposed to lead the demigods to war. "For the Olympians!" I punched the air with my fist, with so much confidence, I almost believed myself, that we would win.

I sent the cabins out to different positions and waited for the ships to come. When the demons rushed ashore, I launched myself at them with Annabeth and a few other campers at my side and hacked my way through them. We swept through them so fast, that they didn't have time to say, "Momma!"

Then I came face to face with the minatour. He was dressed for battle, and a large spear strapped to his back. When he saw me he bellowed in rage. I didn't feel very brave anymore.

He charged. I tried to sidestep, like I had done years ago on Half-blood Hill, but he grabbed my arm and swung my around, like we were doing the dosi-do. Fire raced up my arm, and I almost wished I'd taken Nico up on his Achilles Curse offer. He flung me off the bridge and I landed below in the water. Kronos stood on the side, watching me quite amused.

"You took all the wrong turns Perseus Jackson. I'd show you what you should have done...but you see, I have to take over Manhatten now. Have fun dying." He waved his hand and I suddenly felt tired, and heavy like I had on the Princess Andromeda. I could barely swim ashore, but the water sustained me.

It took too long. I knew I was too late. By the time I got to the Empire State Building my friends were scattered far and near, with blood and signs of stuggle upon them. Annabeth was nowhere to be found.

MORE EDITS LATER. THIS STORY IS STILL IN THE PROCESS OF BEING MADE.