Percy X Jason Novels & Stories

I said simply. " He's the one that took Nutty," Percy said immediately. I meet Jaxton's eyes from where I'm stood. " I know that." There is a pause and I can tell that Percy is begining to sense that something is going on. " What of Brian?" I asked. That information was actually what I needed right now. " I was getting to that, you wouldn't guess it." "Cut the dramatics, Percy," I admonished, frowning. " He's really an undercover agent for the IDP," Percy divulged.

Percy spoke out loud while his stern grey eyes eyed the woman's features clinically. The last guy to be selected was a big guy built like a hunk, with ripped muscles and a face like Batista. He goes by the name Blockbuster, thirty-eight years old, wields a very large ax also a delta. " So we have our assassin picked and ready to be notified. Signal the chat room, " Percy orders. Another guy in the room opened up the laptop in front of him and began to click furiously on it while the others waited. He focused intensely on his task for about five minutes before he looked up in the direction of Percy. " Done sir. "

"But how did you do that? I mean, is he still alive?" "He is." Mom nodded. "For as long as his soul is in the jar, he is still alive. Although we must keep the jar safely. If someone opens it, he will have the power to come back to his human form and hunt us again." "Percy wants to be the most powerful creature, he wants to be the best. He's always been that way ever since your mom and him were just a child. He is greedy, insecure, and jealous." I gasped. "So he is your brother, mom?"

They received an unexpected surprise when Jason showed up to the press exactly thirty days later. A slightly disheveled but attractive young man then proceeded to introduce his month-long effort. He domineeringly named it after the first Ancient Roman emperor, for it was indeed capable of outperforming most mechs of the current generation. Just its majestic posture and stately head design showed that Jason spent quite a lot of time matching the mech's aesthetics to its superb offensive power.

I prayed for strength, for courage, for a miracle. And for a second, I thought my prayers had been answered when Perry’s eyes grew wide in terror. But then Jason's voice broke through my haze of triumph, tutting as he spoke with bitter condescension, “and here I thought you were meant to be the clever one.” A split second later, I felt a stabbing pain before everything went black.