Percy Jackson Sword Novels & Stories

“I have to stay here for a while and pretend I’m recuperating, Mom.” She squeezed Zeph’s hand. “Of course, darling.” “Don’t worry, Mrs. Hayes. She won’t combust,” Theia said. Everyone chuckled, including my dad. “Are you gonna tell us what’s the sword all about? Why no one can touch it?” “Like an Excalibur, it’s wielded for me—” “And her mate. It hurts or burns anyone who touches it. It’s a present to him to fight alongside when the time comes,” explained Theia, making me laugh. “Kidding. She’s just possessive of it. It’s given to her by her master.”

“Because I don’t wanna be scolded by my mate for using too much of my power.” I giggled at his remarks, but I’m glad that he really pays attention to them. Still smiling, my eyes darted into what was in my hands. It is a wooden lock meant for keeping precious things! I slowly took my time opening it. Once I did, I was almost teary-eyed. Rose’s and Percy’s last gift to me was here! The dagger and whip. The handle is iron, but the blade and whip themselves are silver. The weakness of a wolf. But since I think I’ll be battling vampires here, I’d have it customized with titanium.

I blurted out, “I know there's something else you want, aside from me.” A smile appeared on his face, “I love that you see through me. You are right, I'm searching for something else.” “What is it?” I asked fearlessly. Alastor's face turned serious, “A sword.” He declared. “A legendary sword called Ashera. The sword was named after the first wielder, the first Ancient Lycanthropic dragon to transform into a dragon, becoming a god. After the dragon's death, the sword disappeared, alongside the dragon (Ashera).”

A red light cut through the void and fell into her hand. It was the True Phoenix Sword Case. She pulled something out of the sword case. A gorgeous and slender True Phoenix Thin Sword appeared in the void. In an instant, the Martial Demigoddess took out nine True Phoenix Swords of varying length, size, and thickness from the sword case. Like obedient elves, they appeared in front of her.

I looked at Henry who was frozen, Teris who was deep in his thoughts and Petroka who was holding his sword. My eyes stopped at the sword. And, before anyone could even react, I snatched it from Petroka and wounded myself leaving the three of them horrified. Petroka's blade was of silver so it would take me more than a week to heal. But, it was worth it. As long as it portrays to my angel that we mean no harm in true sense. "Henry?" I looked at him and as he looked into my eyes, he understood my intentions. He quickly ruined his clothes as Petroka and Teris followed him.

Illummino asked, Jason nodded and moved closer as he felt his skin light up, marks began to draw themselves around his skin, they were not dark like the weapons, they were gold in colour, and they were shapes, "The tongue of heaven," illummino said, "Heaven?" jason said, His eyes shone, like he was remembering something, he gave jason the sword as he heard a whisper in his head, Cyclone Jason looked at illummino as he sat back down, "It just tod you its name, whenever you need it, call its name and it will reply in glory, it was forged from empirium steel, the metal of heaven" he said,

Said Sekora shaking her head. “What kind of sword was it?” Asked misses Spinet. “The Phoenix Wing sword, it has a wing on the hilt.” Said Sekora. “Oh you mean the one Marcus found and was killed over, crazy old fool, that’s in our shed in the back yard.” Said misses Spinet pointing out of a large window. “Can we see it?” asked Sekora getting all excited. “In the morning, once the kids de-gnome the yard.” Said misses Spinet. “Aw mom do we have to?” asked the children dropping their heads.

"Wonderful!" Even Pearlo was infuriated. He looked at Logan coldly and declared, "High Master Pearce, it seems I've underestimated you. I shall now reveal my true power!" Pearlo waved his arm, and a simple yet weathered green sword shot out of his sleeve. Radiance burst forth from the hovering sword, its brilliant green glow stretching nearly 100 feet above Pearlo's head. "This sword is called Lambini. It has been by my side for 450 years, slaying 173 of my enemies. You shall be the 174th."

Lloyd fell silent, not answering immediately. After a moment, he seemed to make a difficult decision and said, “If it truly comes to that… I will summon the Sword of Zeus and go down together with Old Hagstorm!” The Sword of Zeus! This legendary weapon in the Obaro continent was said to be the sword of the ancient king of gods, Zeus. It possessed unparalleled divine power, but the cost of using it was heavy. Alexander was filled with distress and asked, “Elder, is that the only solution?”

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.