Clash of the Immortals

I kept you waiting for over a year for it, and now I have the opportunity to start this, the sequel to 'After The Titan War'. I meant to start it a lot sooner, but the time was never with me. Now that it finally is, I can start this. This fanfiction will be made by me, and my little brother who is a fanfiction writer for Japanese cartoons, Master Porky Minch. If you have any questions about him and his fanfiction account, don't ask me them. Ask them to him. This fanfiction we entitled 'Clash of the Immortals' as you can already tell. We both hope you all enjoy it.

Quick Note - If you haven't yet, read my fanfiction 'After The Titan War', otherwise this fanfiction might not make too much sense to you.

Best Birthday Ever

Percales' POV

Hello, my name is Percales Jackson. I'm a second generation half-blood, or a demigod, whatever you prefer. I'm the son of the son of Poseidon Percy Jackson, and the daughter of Athena Annabeth Jackson. My parents raised me here in Camp Half-Blood all my life. I've always lived off their adventures. I've been on many quests of my own, but none of them were as hard on me as my parents' were.

I have a lot of both of my parents in me. I have my father's eyes, hair, body, and all the powers he has over water. From my mom, I have her intelligence, agility, accuracy, endurance, evasiveness, and her ability to scare people just by looking at someone in the eyes. So you can probably say that In my generation, I'm the deadliest demigod anyone could ever mess with. Even though I have great power just like my father, some people say that my skills with weapons are just are strong as my power. I can fight with any weapon; a sword, a dagger, a stick, a pitchfork, a trident, a staff, a spear, a scythe, a shield, an axe, a blunt, a war hammer, archery, throwing knives, throwing axes, bras knuckles, a nunchuck, a whip, a chain, and javelins. I know, kinda sounds like I'm being crazy, but it's no lie. With my parents being who they are, they wanted me to have full mastery of every weapon I could get my hands on.

But enough about me, let me tell you about Camp Half-Blood today. Back then, it was filled with only like 40 demigods or so. But now, it's filled with hundreds, maybe even thousands of demigods. Most of us are first generation demigods, and some of us are second generation demigods. You might have heard of this story that tells how my father brought the titan king Kronos to oblivion. Ever since then, the Olympians have been population the earth a lot more frequently. The oblivion of Kronos gave them the confidence to have as many children as they want and not worry about their deaths. Yes, all of them. If you don't know the 'Olympian God List', it's Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Hestia, Demeter, Athena, Ares, Hermes, Dionysus, Aphrodite, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Hebe, Amphitrite, Persephone, Triton, Hecate, Hypnos, Iris, Nike, Nemesis, and Tyche. The virgin goddesses, just to let you know, are still virgins. They just get pregnant from semen donors. They've still never had sex to this day, though I think they try to lure my father into bed sometimes, maybe even me.

But not the point. Let's just get down to today.

Today is my eighteenth birthday. It took some doing, but my mom and dad were able to set up a birthday party for me. I'm having a very great time. I was having hanging with as many people as I possibly could. Out of everyone though, the people I was having the most fun with were my six friends: James Hetfield, Amber Bell, Tyler Connolly, Marissa Lovegood, Chad Kroeger, and Chloe Stone.

James Hetfield

mother: a daughter of Ares

father: a son of Dionysus

hair: brown

eyes: blue

weapons: swords and axes

Amber Bell

mother: Artemis

father: no father

hair: ginger

eyes: green

weapons: archery and daggers

Tyler Connolly

mother: Aphrodite

father: Hephaestus

hair: black

eyes: brown

weapons: war hammers and throwing knives

Marissa Lovegood

mother: Demeter

father: son of Hermes

hair: brunette

eyes: gray

weapons: whips and javelins

Chad Kroeger

mother: daughter of Hestia

father: Apollo

hair: blond

eyes: purple

weapons: blunts and throwing axes

Chloe Stone

mother: no mother

father: Zeus

hair: black

eyes: blue

weapons: spears and chains

I guy like me couldn't ask for a better group of friends. I really like all of them. I really like Chloe though, and I mean I like like her. She was the very first friend I ever made back when I was about eight years old. She's a daughter of Zeus, but she doesn't have a mother. She was born in a way kind of like Athena, but a little different. She was born from Zeus' likeness and image like Athena. The only difference is that for Chloe, nothing crawled inside of Zeus' head like how that bug did for Athena.(I know, it sounds weird, but if you read about Athena's birth, it says something about a bug crawling inside Zeus' head and it gave him the power to create Athena) Chloe was born from Zeus alone, which means I guess you can say she's a pure offspring of Zeus. That makes her one of the greatest first generation demigod ever. Well, she's not stronger than my father is, no demigod is. But other than that, she's a fierce demigod, and I'm very proud to call her my friend. She really is an amazing woman. I just wish I could tell her how I feel.

Sorry, I'm getting off track here again. Alright, moving on.

Right now, mom and dad just brought me a cake with eighteen candles on it. It was a big chocolate cake, covered with gray frosting, and on it is written 'Happy 18th Birthday Percales' in green frosting. Aww, mom and dad remembered my favorite colors.

Happy Birthday to you.

Happy Birthday to you.

Happy Birthday to Percales.

Happy Birthday to you.

When they were done singing, I blew out the candles, and everyone cheered afterwards. Mom started cutting the cake and everyone got up to get a few slices. My friends and I were all sitting at the Poseidon table. The cake was great, so by the time we started eating it, we didn't really say much.

"Hey Percs, come over here for a minute." My dad called.

Like how my mom calls dad Perc(soft C(s)) sometimes, dad calls me Percs(Hard C(k)). It's basically short for my name Percales, so it actually suits me. I went over to meet my dad and my mom. Mom put a blindfold over my eyes,and they led me to wherever they was leading me. My friends were following us too, at least I think it's my friends. I can't see right now, so I can't tell. Suddenly, we came to a stop.

"Alright son, take off the blind fold." Dad said.

I took it off and what was in front of me literally made my jaw drop want to fall to the ground. In front of me was a sports car. But it wasn't just a sports car, it's the one I've had my eyes on for the past five months. The Midnight Rider, which is a gray sports car with a black Pegasus on the hood, which reminds me of dad's horse Blackjack, wreathed in green flame, with the flame spreading around the car, two doors, four seats, black leather seats, CD player that can hold ten disks at a time, stereos throughout it, and even WiFi. (I'm trying to make it sound like an expensive and mind-blowing car. So if I'm over describing it, just go along with it.)

"Well, that's the car you've been dreaming over isn't it?" My mom asked. All I did was nod with my jaw still wide open. My dad apparently found this laughable, I didn't really care though. All my mom did was smile.

"Here are the keys. Take good care of it son, even without the bills and insurance, it's nowhere near cheap." He said. I grabbed the keys and I crushed him with a hug. He hugged me back. I could hug people pretty tightly if I wanted too, but my dad was just as strong as I was, so he could hug tighter and withstand another's. Probably a habit he somehow got from Uncle Tyson. And as soon as I let go of dad, mom was next. Now mom, she can't take these hugs so well. So as I hugged her, she was gasping for breath.

"Percales, you can let go now". My mom said pretty weakly.

"Sorry mom". I said as soon as I let go of her. She just lost some of her color, and was now gasping for breath. Yeah, my mom loves dad and I, but we both drive her pretty crazy since she has to live with a husband and a son who have super strength under our arms.

"Can I go take it for a ride?" I asked.

"Yeah, just be careful. I don't want you getting hurt, especially on your birthday." He said as he supported my mom on his shoulder.

"Can we go too Mr. Jackson?" James asked. I have to admit, I'd be surprised if he wasn't just referring to him, Tyler, and Chad. Because I had no idea how all seven of us would be able to fit in it.

"Sure, just make sure you can work out who sits where." He said.

We already knew that I'm taking the driver's seat. Chloe called the passenger's seat. Tyler and April got the two back seat. Amy just sat in between them. There wasn't a seat belt for her, but she was able to fit in, so it worked. That just left Chad and James.

"Where are we gonna sit at?" Chad asked.

"How about we just leave them, since there's room for them." Chloe suggested. I could tell she was somewhat serious and somewhat joking at the same time.

"I got an idea." My mom said. She whispered something to Chad and James. I had no idea what she told them, but by the looks on their faces, I could tell it was something Tyler, Amy, April, and Chloe weren't gonna be too happy about.

"Cannon ball!" They shouted. Chad went in diving Tyler's, Amber's, and Marissa's laps, and James went diving on the floor, with their legs with it. Tyler, Amber, and Marissa were groaning, but mom, dad, Chloe, and I were enjoying the show.

"Chad, get off!" Marissa said.

"I don't know, you have a pretty comfy lap." he said. He was enjoying himself. I could easily tell James was too.

"Hey Percs, if I ever need a new place to sleep at, can it be your car?" James asked.

"Let me know when your sober James." I said. Everyone burst out laughing at that. With James being a grandson of Dionysus, I tease him about it every now and then.

I started up the car, and we were off. Where? I didn't really car, I was just enjoying my new ride. I just wish there was some music in here. None of my albums were in here yet, so there was no music in here. I wasn't going to turn on the radio. The radio sucks, there's never anything to listen to on the radio, and it's pretty much all random. So you hardly know what the Hades you're looking for through it.

I'll put my music in just as soon as we get back to camp. I'll be having all of them in here: Metallica, Theory of a Deadman, Nickelback, Rob Zombie, Drowning Pool, Slayer, Megadeath, Anthrax, Godsmack, Staind, Scorpians, 3 Doors Down, ACDC, Kid Rock, Buckcherry, Nirvana, Queen, and Bon Jovi.(These are the bands I like. I don't want to spend any time thinking of what type of music Percales is suppose to like, so to kill time, I'm just gonna have the music I like, be the music he likes.) I love music. In fact, I love it so much that I always thought being a musician when I'm older. I can play, but only my parent know about that. I've never even told my friends about it, and that's because I'm a bit nervous of what they'd think of me if they knew. Oh well, maybe I'll tell them one day, but for now, I just want take my new car for a ride.

Okay, I think that's good enough for chapter 1. A pretty good start if you ask me. It took longer to make this than what I intended, but I got it done, so that's all I care about. Again, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting if I did. I really wanted to start this sooner, but things weren't on my side too much for me to start it sooner. I hope it was a good start for all of you guys. My brother Master Porky Minch will have chapter 2 updated as soon as possible. Hope you all like chapter 1, and hopefully my little brother and I can keep you all very well eager for more.

The brothers and authors of this story,

Titanking666 and Master Porky Minch