The Son of Death (Percy Jackson x Male Reader)

The Eidolons

It's been a while.  But... see the video above.

Jason and Percy charged each other, but Tempest and Blackjack balked long enough for me to pull Piper out of the way.  I flapped my wings and we shot backwards as the boys crossed swords, gold against bronze.  Sparks flew.  Their blades blurred, and the pavement trembled.  The first exchange took only a second.  The horses pulled away from each other, Tempest thundering in protest, Blackjack flapping his wings.

Piper: Stop it!

For a moment, Jason heeded her voice.  His golden eyes turned toward her, and Percy charged, slamming his blade into Jason.  Thank the gods, Percy turned his sword, maybe on purpose, maybe accidentally, so the flat of it hit Jason's chest.  But the impact was still enough to knock Jason off his mount.  Blackjack cantered away as Tempest reared in confusion.  The spirit horse charged into the sunflowers and dissipated into vapor.  Percy struggled to turn Blackjack around.

Piper: Percy!  Jason's your friend.  Drop your weapon!

Percy's sword arm dipped.  Piper might have been able to bring him under control, but unfortunately Jason got to his feet.  Jason roared.  A bolt of lightning arced out of the clear blue sky.  It ricocheted off his gladius and blasted Percy off his horse.  Blackjack whinnied and fled into the wheat fields.  Jason charged at Percy, who was now on his back, his clothes smoking from the lightning blast.

Piper: No!  Jason, stop!

He froze, his sword six inches from Percy's face.  Jason turned, the gold light in his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Jason: I can not stop.  One must die.

Something about that voice... it wasn't Gaea.  It wasn't Jason.  Whoever it was spoke haltingly, as if English was its second language.

YN: Who are you?

Jason's mouth twisted in a gruesome smile.

Jason: We are the eidolons.  We will live again.

Piper: Eidolons...

I'd studied all sorts of monsters at Camp Half-Blood, but that term wasn't familiar.

Piper: You're... you're some sort of ghost?

Jason: He must die.

Jason turned his attention back to Percy, but Percy had recovered more than we'd realized.  He swept out his leg and knocked Jason off his feet.  Jason's head hit the asphalt with a nauseating thud.  Percy rose.

Piper: Stop it!

There was no charmspeak in her voice.  She was shouting in sheer desperation.  Percy raised Riptide over Jason's chest.

Piper: Eidolon, stop.

Percy froze.

Piper: Face me.

The son of the sea god turned.  His eyes were gold instead of green, his face pale and cruel, not at all like Percy's.

Percy: You have not chosen.  So this one will die.

Piper: You're a spirit from the Underworld.  You're possessing Percy Jackson.  Is that it?

Percy sneered.

Percy: I will live again in this body.  The Earth Mother has promised.  I will go where I please, control whom I wish-

Orcus formed in my hand, and I slammed the bottom of the shaft into the ground.  There was the familiar sound of a bell toll, and both Percy and Jason went rigid.  Jason got to his feet, and both of them stood at attention.

YN: Leave these bodies.  Return to the underworld.  I, YN Ernten, son of Thanatos, command you both.  Begone!

Both of them collapsed to the ground.  I could sense that the spirits inside of them were gone.

YN: They won't be coming back.  Not even Gaea can force spirits to defy my father.

Blackjack slowly emerged from the fields, as if nervous.  Tempest was nowhere to be seen.  The lightning steed had apparently returned to wherever storm spirits live on clear days.  Piper checked on Jason.  He was breathing steadily, but two knocks on the skull in two days couldn't have been good for him.  I walked over to check on Percy.  He'd be fine when he woke up.

YN: Still, we should get back to the ship.

Blackjack knelt to the ground, so that Piper could drape Percy and Jason over his back.  Once we'd gotten them reasonably secured, Piper climbed onto Blackjack's back herself, and they took off for the ship.  I flew over them, concentrating to make sure the Eidolons didn't return.  Nothing.  The others were a little surprised when Piper came back on a pegasus with two unconscious demigods.  Annabeth, Sarah, and Leo helped Piper get the boys to the sickbay.  I sighed, sitting down.

YN: At this rate, we're going to run out of ambrosia.  Lucas, are we ready to sail?

Lucas: Yep.

Piper: Set course for Atlanta.  I'll explain later.

Lucas: But... okay.

He hurried off.

Annabeth: What happened?

YN: Um... you ever seen The Exorcist?