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Capítulo 50: DA : Chapter 50: Typhoon Falls! I

"Hard to believe it's finally time."

Percy glanced to Jason beside him as the pair walked across the fields of Tartarus, headed to the Arena of the Pit and towards their hardest challenge yet. It had been several hours since Nyx came to him with the news of their impending fight and he was honestly feeling nervous.

Typhon, Titan of Storms and Monsters and the last but strongest child of Gaea solely. Also mentally incomplete and therefore a completely loyal pawn given to Kronos even though Typhon easily outclassed any other immortal save for the protogenoi.

It was only thanks to the council of protogenoi having been dissolved long before and Typhon never being given a primordial domain that kept him limited to the class of a Titan but his sheer size gave it away, being on par with the true size of a primordial.

Now they were about to face him and they weren't full protogenoi either. Percy knew this would be the make or break and that none of the primordial gods would step in to save them this time.

He couldn't help but open and close his hands in anticipation for this fight but also concern for his family getting ready to fight.

Jason looked nervous as well but he didn't have any obvious nervous tick like Percy showing. The too near-primordial beings looked at each other in a monetary pause, the screams of the truly damned and tortured echoing around them.

"Are you ready?" Percy asked in a calmer voice than he was feeling.

Jason gave him a stern look before flashing a faint smile while offering his hand. Percy smiled as they locked hands tightly while nodding.

"Brothers till the end," Jason said before both let go and faced the arena again.

Percy took a breath before saying, "Let's go … no time to waste."

With that the pair started moving faster, arriving to the arena in a few minutes and they soon stood within the actual battle floor. Percy glanced around to see his family already waiting and each being dressed for full combat as they looked at them.

While Nico couldn't yet fight at this level since he still hadn't claimed the right to be an heir, he'd been adamant in helping with the battle even though Percy tried to convince him otherwise.

Phoebe and Styx weren't fighting though, considering they weren't going to be on the front lines in this war even if they could fight if necessary. The others stood at the ready with the armor and weapons displayed.

Rhea was dressed in a dark green, nearly black chiton that cut off at mid-thigh with slits for movement, a bright green sash around her slim waist, and dark green tights underneath.

Next was a black leather jacket reaching down to her thighs as well that Percy made for her out of darkness fibers with a tensile strength of steel for easy movement yet added protection.

On her arms over the coat sleeves were her manifestations of power, her emerald gauntlets made of perfectly cut emerald tinted with gold within the precious rock. Her legs were covered by knee high boots made from the same solid darkness as her coat only with added emerald shin guards and a slight heel.

Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with a green ribbon and her hazel-gold eyes were focused intensely as she held her bow staff, Testament, at her side. To Percy she looked more like a beautiful goddess of war ready to lay waste to those who dare oppose her.

Next to Rhea was Andromeda dressed her usual red long sleeve shirt, corset, plaid skirt, thigh-high leather boots with Tartarean steel heels and toes, Tartarean steel bracers with her manifested glove on her left hand and her knives currently in bow form, Absolution, in her hands, and lastly her coat similar to Rhea.

Percy could see the apprehension in Andy's purple and blue eyes as she glanced at him but he sent her a reassuring smile.

Beside Andromeda was Thalia, dressed in grey and white chiton given to her by Hemera with solid light bracers and small breast plate, her legs covered in her condensed wind boots while small tendrils of electricity crackled off them.

In her hands was her own personally forged bow, Genesis, made of mixed Tartarean steel with solid light and a solid lightning string.

Her longer hair was braided and reaching to her lower back as her intense, deep blue eyes with tendrils of grey-blue electricity coursing through them focused like the huntress she still is.

Nico stood next to Thalia, dressed in a special black bicker jacket decorated with red streaks soaked in the Styx river and padded with Tartarean steel along with his usual skull shirt and leather pants, lastly with Tartarean Steel bracers and shin guards while ending in his own leather boots.

His own claymore modeled after Tartarus' but cooled in the river Styx while being smelted in Hellfire was leaner, with a smoother tapper. The blades name was Damnation and true to its word, being cut by that sword was as painful as burning in Hellfire.

Percy would know, Tartarus tested it on him to see his pain tolerance before removing the fires and healing the scars himself.

Lastly were Percy and Jason themselves looking near identical with their coat of darkness/light, matching shirts, black leather or grey pants, and their preferred boots with Percy being darkness leather while Jason still liked the cowboy ones only re-enforced with drakon hide leather.

Neither liked wearing armor much though aside from their manifestations of power which were close to near perfect armors themselves.

The only drawback is that the manifestations of power are just that, condensed power. Percy's coat, just like everyone else's manifestations, were only indestructible as long as power was supplied, otherwise under constant pressure they would break at some point and leave them exposed though they also self repaired as the primordial in question recovered as well.

Still, with his coat and his blades, Purgatory and Sin, his katana and Viking Ulfberht respectively, strapped to his hips on opposing sides while Jason had his long sword, Revelation, strapped to his back.

They were as ready as they could get to face the monster that had never truly been brought down. Twice Typhon had been bested but only to the point of being unable to fight back, having a mountain hurled on him through the combined efforts of the elder Olympians and later dragged to the Underworld thanks to Poseidon and Hades along with the Cyclops army weighing the titan down.

This time though, it would be Typhon's death, no half measures or imprisonment. With one last glance at his assembled team Percy looked to Tartarus and gave him a curt nod. The primordial nodded back before raising his arm and with it, the entire arena started to shake.

Their gathered allies hunkered down as the group stared at the far end of the arena. Tartarus had expanded it to fit half of New York City and they could clearly see a massive fissure opening up on the other end.

They watched as red hues of flames spewed out along with the clinking of massive celestial bronze chains filled their ears while the ground around them continued to shake. They could feel the power surging out of the growing chasm as the sole occupant stirred from his forced slumber.

Then, suddenly the sound of chains moving stopped and as did all the noise, even the pained screams of the damned in the distance. 'That can't be good,' Percy thought before all Void broke loose.

"RAAAAAAWWWWRRRRR!"

A massive bellow blasted across the arena with gale force winds buffeting at them as the ground shook even more but the team stood firm.

Then, one massive clawed hand came out of the chasm, being big enough to crush a god even in their divine form, reach out and crashed onto the arena floor with a deafening boom.

Soon another hand follow as Typhon hauled himself out of the hole Tartarus had kept him in since the monster was brought down over a decade ago by surface world time.

Then, the monstrous head of the titan, still surrounded in storm clouds even though they could see his face through it as it morphed between innumerable beastly forms, each more horrid than the last with glowing red eye lacking irises or pupils.

His foul scent assaulted their noses as he pulled himself further from the chasm, the celestial bronze chains that once held him falling off in clumps with heavy crashes.

Soon a shadow over took them as Typhon's charred and scared body towered over them, his dark brown and green splotched skin looking like boiling tar as the titan measuring nearly 120 meters(400 ft) stood up fully.

Percy wouldn't hide it, he felt intimidated at the sheer presence of the monster and what it could do. He thanked Chaos that Typhon never finished fully forming proper mental functions otherwise the Titans and Olympians alike would have been utterly decimated and he would reign above all while his mother slept to her content.

Typhon gave another challenging bellow as Percy and his friends readied their weapons as they prepared to fight the closest thing they could get to a primordial.

Percy took one glance around before nodding, having already planned the strategies with his team to take the massive titan down.

Percy took a breath as his stance relaxed for but a moment. This was it, the true hurtle before the war. Everything has been leading up to this and he wasn't about to fail now.

"Go!" he shouted as they all surged forward in bursts of speed, weapons poised and ready for the kill.

Percy raced beside Jason as the pair locked onto their target, Typhon's chest. The pair ran as blurs before both hunched down and jumped, the ground beneath them cratering as they blasted up like cannonballs towards Typhon.

As they ascended Percy brought Sin forward, the Viking blade's tip sinking into the titan's flesh and mincing through the thick muscle underneath as Percy's rise slowed.

Typhon roared in anger more than anything as it brought a hand up to swat him like a fly but then Jason, having reached the highest point of his jump leveling him with Typhon's sternum brought out Revelation and drove the blade into Typhon's chest, sinking it half way to the hilt and keeping him hitched to the Titan.

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