Nineteen

Percy POV

Sitting on my dad's throne, I called upon him.

~In Percy's head~DadDadDad!

Percy?

Yes

Where have you been? Why are you on my throne?

Kronos captured me and marched to Olympus, dragging me there tied up. He placed me on your throne so now I'm calling you.

Dad if you aren't already, please help defeat Typhoon then come here with the other gods as soon as you can, I can't do much more!

Alright Percy. I trust you. Just hold on.

~In the real world~

Kronos swung his scythe wildly and the form of Hestia flickered by the hearth, frowning disapprovingly at him.

"Oh Percy!!!" Be called in a sing song voice. "Which throne should I destroy first?"

"Leave me alone."

"Tsk, tsk. You should never talk to your master like that."

"You are not my master!"

"Well now I am! You shall call me Master!"

I sat up straight as the magic worked against me.

"Y-yes Master."

"Good"

He turned away and started looking at the other thrones. I used my powers to control the water molecules in the air and make them bring me two of the daggers that were sitting carelessly on Artemis's throne. It floated to me and I held it tightly in my hand. I searched Luke's body for some kind of tell that a certain spot was his Achilles heel.I saw a faint shimmer on his body that got dimmer near his armpit.... But that spot would be blocked by armor because.But Kronos is kinda stupid.

"It's so hot in this armor."

Kronos stretched and unstrapped his breast plate. 'Oh happy dagger, this is thy sheath.' I thought.

Right when it came off, I threw a dagger at the spot with no shimmer.

I may be bad at archery, but I'm good at throwing knives.

The dagger hit it's mark.

Well there you go. New update, yay!The 'Oh happy dagger this is thy sheath'  part is a quote from Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare.

One more thing.

Should this fanfic end up being:A) PerlukeOrB) Percabeth

Comment your choice.

I'll see you guys next update. ~DemigodInTraining