𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖'𝕤 𝕋𝕒𝕤𝕜 (A PJO and HP crossover)

The Battle of Fates

Started writing at 8:58 PM on 27th December. Sorry for delay. 

On the battleground-

"TODAY, EINHERJARS, WE FIGHT TO DIE! WE WON'T REFORM ONCE AGAIN. BUT WHEN WE DIE, WE DIE WITH HONOR! FOR THE PEOPLE WE LOVE! WE WILL NOT LEAVE THE BATTLEGROUND UNTIL THE BATTLE ENDS!" Percy shouted. Twelve thousand einherjars raised their hands, and saluted. 

"Are you sure, you want to fight us, puny Greek?" The giant leader said cockily. 

"Are you sure?" 

"Of course. Today is the day we shall win. GIANTS, TO WAR!!!" he shouted.

More than 8000 giants, each of them thrice the size of each einherjar charged towards the enemy.

"ARROW CHARGE FIRST!!!" Percy yelled. A thousand arrows rained on the sky. The arrows fell on the giants. Their was a slight moan of pain, but the charge did not stop.

"FIRE AT WILL!" Arrows kept flying through the air. Few giants fell on their way, and was stomped by the others of their army.

"SPEAR CHARGE!" Percy yelled. a thousand einherjars, riding on horses charged. The spears forming a protective barrier. On the front was Percy riding on a black and white pegasi. In his hand was a bronze sword glowing faintly. Beside Percy was Magnus Chase, on a white mare with Summerbrander in his hands. On the other side of Percy was Alex Fierro.

Behind the trio were the gods. 

The two armies were almost about to be collided, but was stopped by a wall of ice rising through the ground. The ground shook on the other side of the wall.

The giants tried their best to break through the wall. Small spear-holes appeared on the wall, from where the einherjars kept poking spears. It continued for a minute or two, before the wall collapsed.

The giants had brought heavy cannons.

"Shit." All the gods along with Percy and Alex said together. 

"DESTROY THE CANNONS. I REPEAT DESTROY THE CANNONS." Percy shouted. 

Arrows were aimed at the cannons. 

Percy used his water powers to feel the material that the cannons were made of. They had 17% water. Percy vaporized the water present in the cannons. They exploded with a boom.

Percy felt extremely tired. He reminded himself that only 5 minutes of the war has started, but using his powers so much weakened him.

"CHARGE. FRONTAL CHARGE!" Percy shouted. A huge roar filled the air. All the einherjars started running, with their swords or knives or whatever weapons they were using.

This was going to be a long long long battle.

17 hours later-

"PUNY GODS! SHOW YOUR FACE!" The enemy leader shouted. The einherjars were losing. Badly. Just as the fates had said. 

Percy was too tired to even look up. Yet, he rode on his pegasi killing giant and giant. These giants were not a quarter as large as the Greek giants. Nor were they as clever or strong. Yet, number mattered. 

"We are losing." Percy murmured.

"Come on buddy. Go on. Just a little." Percy soothed the horse. He fed it some water, and jumped from its back.