Previously on The Battle Of The Five Armies,

Percy frowned as he didn't see a blue streak below him. What was Barry doing?

He shook his head and focused on getting the drop on the Minotaur. While up in the air, he leaped off his water board and uncapped Riptide as he fell. Before the creature could react, Riptide sliced clean through it's skull, severing it into two pieces from the head through to the pelvis region.

The pavement cracked slightly as he landed roughly.

The monsters who were terrorizing the humans turned around, looking scared. Percy felt a grin form on his face. "That's right. The duke is back."

Percy had to admit one thing. Diana could fight.

He didn't bother taking out his trident. Riptide would do.

He charged the group of monsters, forgetting he no longer had the Achilles curse. It had been washed away by Roman territory.

Luckily, he was saved when Diana jumped beside him, covering his back. She had a scowl on her face. "These are not human soldiers that you can just charge into! What are you doing?!"

Percy grinned. "Hey, it's how I roll!"

On the other side of the small monster army, Percy noticed flashes of blue. Barry.

The speedster suddenly stopped, noticing the golden dust on his suit. "Yuck! Gross man!"

The Amazonian princess shook her head and tossed her weapon aside. Before Percy could ask what she was doing, she spread her arms apart and then suddenly smashed her gauntlets together, creating a resonating CLANG! that even Percy covered his ears for. The sound was deafening and the resulting shockwave sent all the monsters around them crashing many metres away. The monsters closest disintegrated into nothing. Golden dust littered the street.

The only person unaffected was Superman, who was content to float a goof fifty feet above the group of monsters and disintegrate them with his heat vision or freeze them, something he refused to do until Percy convinced him that these monsters wouldn't die forever but would reform after a while.

Percy himself was thrown a few feet away by the force. When he regained his bearings, he smirked. "Not bad. Not bad at all. But watch this!"

The remaining monsters charged at them but their movements were becoming sluggish, like as if someone had set the video playback to one-fourth. Soon, all the empousai and werewolves were standing still. Most were in the process of jumping at the heroes.

Clark was about to attack the monsters when he noticed Percy. Diana did too.

Her eyes widened as she saw Percy. His hand was outstretched and a faint blue-green aura surrounded it. She looked back at the monsters, whose eyes started to bulge, before they all simultaneously exploded into golden dust.

The demigod dropped to one knee, a little tired. "Whew. Haven't done that in a long time."

Diana's eyes narrowed. "What was that?"

Percy held a hand up, catching his breath. "Well, all living things have water in their bodies, including monsters. You didn't think they were filled with dust, did you?"

Barry frowned under his mask. "They aren't? Then how come?"

Percy sighed. "It's kinda complicated. How's about we let Diana explain that to you guys later. I need a drink."

No one moved. "Not a drink drink. I just need some blueberry soda. Let's go."

Clark landed beside Percy. "You sure? We just killed all these monsters. You said that the mist or something confuses the humans. What if they misunderstand?"

Percy pointed at the crowd of humans who had come out of their personal bunkers, a.k.a, the various buildings around them. At first they stood in silence, then they began to cheer a little.

"Does it look like they misunderstood something?"

Clark sighed in relief. The last thing he needed to see on the news was another reporter insulting him.

Diana suddenly smiled as she noticed an ice cream shop. "Forget your soda. We are going there.". The way she said it left no room for argument.

Percy looked at the ice cream shop and then at her face, which was in pure glee. "You have odd cravings." He noted.

Before any of them could get close, a blinding light filled the area. The sound accompanying it was irritating. It sounded like a really high pitched version of Diana's gauntlet smash.

Superman was affected worst. He held his ears in pain as his eardrums literally melted, the blood pooling out of his ears. Percy knew what was happening. He concentrated and immediately all the water in the area ripped through the air and struck the source of the sound.

A giant golden figure landed on the ice cream shop, crushing the building under it's weight. Percy's eyes narrowed as the twenty foot tall figure stood up. "Hyperion. Didn't I kill you just an hour ago?"

The titan smirked. "Did you? Are you sure? That trick of yours didn't work before. It won't work again. Also ..."

He held his hand out and Clark, who was in the air, ready to attack fell to the ground, screaming in pain. "Very dangerous thing you have here with you, Perseus Jackson. A Kryptonian. I thought I had killed them all?"

Even through all that pain, Clark heard the titan clear as day.

The Kryptonian suddenly broke out of his spell and smashed into the titan with a war cry, knocking him over. Using the advantage, Percy jumped and threw Riptide at his shoulder, pinning him to the ground. While falling, he took out his trident and used the momentum of gravity to impale the Inertium trident into the titan's heart. Or at least, where his heart should have been.

Hyperion roared in pain as the trident boiled his insides. He couldn't take it out, but Percy did. He ripped the trident out and then stabbed him with it again. "You came to attack us with only a fraction of your powers? Why? Who are you working for? Kronos?"

Hyperion smiled, but didn't say anything. "Not just Kronos. Your reckoning awaits, Demigod!"

With that, the titan vanished, leaving the ground and the buildings scorched with black soot.

"Shit." Percy exclaimed.

Diana nodded. "Indeed."

Barry and Clark looked at each other.

Percy sighed and turned around to face them. He could feel their confusion hitting him. "The king of the titans might be rising again."

Clark frowned. "Who?"

Percy's face turned dark. "Trust me, Clark. You do not want to meet him.". He then summoned a water board. "I dunno about you guys, but I need to have a chat with my father."

The demigod suddenly blasted off at high speeds, making car alarms go off everywhere in Gotham.

Clark nearly jumped as he heard a gravelly, but familiar voice in his earpiece. "Damn kid causing unnecessary property damage."

Wait. Earpiece?

The Man of Steel touched the right side of his ear, and sure enough, there it was.

Clark's eyes widened. "What the?! How?!"

Clark could almost imagine Bruce's smug face in the Batcave.

Diana too, felt an earpiece. "Huh? When did this get here?"

Both of them turned to Barry, who was slowly backtracking. "Sorry! He made me do it!"

The speedster suddenly dashed away, disappearing from view.

Clark sighed. "Let him be."

Percy flew high above the Atlantic picking up speed as he came directly above where Atlantis should be and skimmed at high speeds across the water. He then remembered that his father's city had an unusually strong protective barrier.

He spun as he gained altitude and entered the stratosphere, breaking the sound barrier. He had a moment to marvel at the earth from such a height before he let go of the water board and plunged below.

This wouldn't have usually been a bright idea, but Percy was falling into the water.

He rocketed below and reached breakneck speeds as he fell. A cloud below him separated as his body weight plus gravity tore apart the cloud, releasing a small amount of water which fell below.

When Percy reached, the water surface, he immediately propelled himself as fast as he could. He was much faster in the water than on that water board of his.

The barrier around Atlantis didn't even register his movement as he smashed through it, entering Poseidon's palace before anyone could even see him. Soon, he made it to the throne room.

He pushed open the doors, only to regret it.

The demigod turned around within a microsecond.

"Ahem. You can turn around, Percy."

A flustered Poseidon sat on his throne. He only wore shorts. Amphitrite was beside him, with a half buttoned up shirt. The goddess scowled and disappeared from the throne room. Percy felt a large current hit him, which made him tumble to the side.

Poseidon's eyebrows raised. "Wow. She's really angry."

Percy rolled his eyes. "What gave it away?"

Poseidon cleared his throat and composed himself, his shirt appearing back on him. "Percy. I'm not saying I'm not glad to see you, but I'm really not glad to see you? Why Percy? Why now?", he moaned. "She was just getting over everything!"

The demigod blushed, remembering in the back of his mind that even his mother was just one among many. Amphitrite was Poseidon's immortal wife. She was definitely unhappy already seeing Percy. But to have Percy interrupt her moment with Poseidon? ... Not good. "Sorry dad. Believe me, I bring news which couldn't be said over an Iris message. Anyone could be listening in."

The sea god raised his eyebrow. "Don't let her hear you say that."

"Not sure if you've noticed, but people have started to notice monsters. We defeated them."

Poseidon nodded knowingly. "We?"

Percy gave him a deadpan stare. "You wanted me to meet them."

Poseidon didn't answer in a straightforward fashion. He never did. "I wanted, sure. Doesn't mean I made it so."

Percy sighed.

"By the way, how do you like your gifts?"

"Awesome! Should've seen the look on Hyperion's face."

Poseidon jumped out of his throne. "Hyperion?!" He hissed.

Percy cringed. "Sorry?"

"Explain."

After listening to Percy's tale, Poseidon paced around the room for the next five minutes. Percy opened his mouth to speak, but a sharp look kept him quiet.

The sea god looked at him. "So let me get this straight. Hyperion escaped from his tree. There was no prophecy which held the gods back and you couldn't think to call anyone for help?! Not even me?!"

Percy winced. "Sorry?"

Poseidon shook his head. "With the amount of times you've said that to me today, I think I should change my name to sorry."

Before Poseidon could admonish him further, a merman entered through the already open throne room. "My Lord! The Kryptonian approaches our fleet! We need you!"

Poseidon raised an eyebrow. "Why would he approach Atlantis?"

The merman shook his head. "Not Atlantis, my lord! Russia!"

Poseidon's face became even more confused. "Russia?! Why in Chaos's name is my fleet in Russia?!"

The merman frowned. "Lord Triton didn't tell you?"

Poseidon got a bad feeling. So did Percy.

"No. But you can tell me."

The merman grew a little nervous. He thought their little operation had Poseidon's backing. Apparently, the sea god had no clue what his navy was being used for. "We are leading the charge against the surface dwellers and their filthy garbage!"

"Hey!" Percy exclaimed.

The merman gulped, seeing the demigod in the room for the first time.

Poseidon waved his hand. A polite way of saying 'Get lost'. The merman ran out of there as fast as he could.

The sea god turned to Percy. "I need to go Percy."

Percy panicked. Visions of Clark being drowned or impaled via trident filled his head. "No father. Let me go. Clark is my friend."

Poseidon grumbled. "Fine. But call me if anything happens."

The sea god snapped his fingers and Percy suddenly found himself on a ship. Not just any ship. It was a warship. He immediately hid as Russian officers passed through. He mentally cursed. He didn't even know Russian.

He looked out of the ship, waiting for it to reach the site where Triton allegedly was attacking humans.

Two Russian warships, the Anatole and the Cassiopeia, approach a Russian oil rig in Arctic waters.

Karpov was a sixty year old man, an intimidating Russian general, and was the captain of the warship Cassiopeia. His second in command Uminski, was an athletic man in his thirties, stood at his side.

Karpov spoke to his subordinate in Russian. [Hold this position.]

[Yes General.]

The Russian oil rig was massive, and it's cargo hold was extensive. It left a lot of space. It was in this space that Atlantean hijackers had settled down. With them, they had almost three hundred hostages. The Atlantean soldiers wore a combination of black wet suits with armour plating on top, which was designed like the scales of a fish. All of their faces were concealed behind helmets.

Strangely, their hands and feet were bare. They weapons they wielded hummed with energy.

Oksana was a woman in her forties, a hardened female oil rig worker. She was cradling a frightened woman who was younger than her. She also seemed to be an oil rig worker.

[It's ok. It's ok.]

A tall, beautiful, black haired woman walked past them and spoke with one of her warriors. This woman didn't seem to be an Atlantean. The warrior bows to her and leaves.
She walks towards a tall man with long, flowing hair who sat on top of a stack of crates like as if he were a king sitting on a throne. He was dressed in a bluish green armour and in his right hand he held a long bronze trident. His left hand was shimmering and blue as if it were made of water.

Keto spoke to the figure in Ancient Greek. [Triton. The surface dwellers approach.]

Triton stepped off the crates which were marked 'MERREVALE'.

Triton looked at the sea goddess. [Order the Warriors to set the charges.]

[And the prisoners?]

Triton looked at the mortals disdainfully. [They are useless. When the charges are set, put them closest.] He smiled cruelly. [In the meantime let us welcome our guests.]
He left the Cargo Hold. Keto stayed to watch over the hostages.

Two Russian helicopters hovered above the main platform of the oil rig. A dozen Russian commandos rappelled down onto the platform, their machine guns raised and ready.

Triton emerged onto the platform followed by a squad of his warriors who carried with them large weapons which somewhat resembled cannons.

Triton turned to his men. [Get in formation. I'll attend to these.]

The crown Prince of the sea walked towards the commandos who aimed their guns at him.

The squadron leader spoke in Russian. [Drop your weapons and get down on your knees!]

Triton replied back in Russian. [I kneel before no one.]. He tapped his trident onto the ground, which caused a lot more sound than it should have.

A commando notices an Atlantean Warrior placing a cannon on the rail at the edge of the platform and pointing it towards the warships.

The commando yells [STOP!]

The Commando fired his weapon. The Bullets bounced off the Atlantean armour but one of the bullets penetrated the warrior's leg. The Atlantean buckled and fell to his knees.

Triton glared at the commandos. Before they could react, he snapped his fingers. Almost instantaneously, the commandos on the deck exploded outwards, their blood splattering everywhere. A hostage, who had been brought up, screamed in terror.

Triton sneered at her, and exploded her too.

He turned to his warriors and nodded.

The Atlantean warrior in command yelled at the top of his voice in Atlantean. [OPEN FIRE!]

The Warriors placed the cannons on the rail and fired at the Anatole. Instead of regular ammunition, blue bolts of destructive energy was fired at the warship. The energy impacted the hulls of the ship, sending waves of energy through the vessel which incapacitated the crew and nearly sank the warship.

On the Cassiopeia, Karpov saw the other warship being disabled.

[Call in the Fighters.] He told Uminski.

Uminski activated his radio.

Moments later, three Russian T-50 fighter jets flew high above the Arctic waters.

On one of them, the pilot listened to his orders.

[What are my orders?]

Uminski's voice came through. [Request immediate attack. Terminate the hostiles.]

The pilot smirked. [Affirmit...]

He paused as he saw something outside the cockpit. Two familiar red boots walked up the nose of the jet towards the cockpit. The pilot looked up as a red cape billows outside the jet. The pilot gulped in fear.

Uminski and Karpov watched as the T-50 fly past without completing the Airstrike.

Uminski spoke into his radio again. [Request immediate attack. Repeat Immediate attack.] He frowned. There was no response. [No response, sir.]

Karpov sucked his teeth and pondered his options.

Uminski looked to the sky and his eyes widened. [Sir!]

Karpov looked up, his face betraying his true emotions. Shock and surprise.

Back on the oil rig, Triton and his warriors looked to the sky as they heard the crack of a sonic boom.

A red and blue blur crashes down through the complex.

Triton smiled. [Sky Dweller.]

The red and blue blur smashed down through the ceiling and down onto the floor.

The hostages screamed and cowered as the Atlanteans raised their energy weapons.

Keto calmly stepped backwards and took cover behind a bulkhead door and watched.

The debris and dust settled and standing on the dented floor in the middle of the cargo hold, between the hostages and Atlanteans was none other than Superman himself.

An Atlantean Warrior rushed the Man of Steel with his weapon raised.

Kal-El, in his defence, gave fair warning. "I'd put those toys away."

He grabbed the barrel of the weapon and crushed it with ease.

The other Atlanteans opened fire. Bolts of crackling blue energy struck the Man of Steel repeatedly, making him stagger back. The Kryptonian felt pain, although it wasn't crippling, so he fought through it.

He tried to pull away the weapon from the warrior, but the warrior resisted. Superman was surprised. The Man of Steel could see the smug face of the Atlantean under his helmet.

So he pulled him a little harder and the Atlantean was yanked off his feet entirely and tossed aside.

Then using his super speed, he attacked and incapacitated the remaining warriors before any of them could aim at the hostages. He criss-crossed the interior of the complex with incredible speed, subduing the warriors before coming to a halt in front of the hostages.

They recoiled in fear.

Kal-El gave them a kind smile. "Don't be afraid.". He reached out his hand to the woman in front of him. "I'm here to help."

Lucya(the woman who was being consoled by Oksana), stood up to the Man of Steel and looked into his kind eyes. She placed her hand in his, blushing a little as she did.

Lucya spoke in English, although it was clear that she didn't know much of it. "There are others."

Superman nodded. "I know. I'll take care of them. Can you lead these people to the life boats?"

She nods. Superman smiled at her before looking at where Keto hid. His demeanour changed. "I'm giving you once chance to surrender. That's more than those warships will."

Before he could say anything else, he felt a stinging pain in his lower back as he was sent hurtling upwards, smashing through the ceilings and landing on the main platform of the oil rig. He groaned and stood to see a man wearing armour which was similar in colour to Percy's armour, although the design was entirely different.

"Who are you?!" Superman demanded.

Triton smirked, spinning his trident in his hand. "Someone who would appreciate it if you left here."

Superman shook his head. "I can't. You can't keep hostages. Free them first."

Triton scoffed. "Kryptonian, I'll not repeat myself. You can either leave in peace, or in pieces. Don't worry, I'll make sure Perseus gets all of those pieces."

Superman frowned. "How do you know Percy?"

Triton's eyebrows raised. "My my. It's Percy already is it? I'll save you the trouble of racking your mortal brain. I'm Triton. Percy's half brother."

Clark didn't like the way Triton said Percy's name. He found it unnatural. The amount of malice in those words was unnerving.

He glared at Triton. "Take your terrorists and leave. Go back to Atlantis or wherever you're from."

Triton's eyes narrowed. "You do not give me orders! I AM A GOD YOU DULL CREATURE!". He suddenly dashed forward, his trident swinging. Clark had barely enough time to move to the side as the trident impaled the floor. He then counterattacked by punching the sea god as hard as he could.

Triton went flailing into the air. Clark then flew up and smashed into Triton until both of them crashed into the ocean.

Clark thought he had the upper hand, before he remembered something. Percy mentioned that he got a lot stronger when in water, especially seawater. What about his brother, who was a sea god?

This time, the Man of Steel had no chance. Firstly, he didn't know how to fight underwater. Secondly, this was Triton's home ground. The sea god couldn't explode him like other mortals. He tried, but for some reason it didn't work. So he swung the trident at him, the three prongs cutting deep gashes in his chest, tearing through the 'S' symbol. He then proceeded to beat the living daylights out of him, until Clark could do nothing but sink to the bottom of the sea.

Before Triton could follow through and kill him, a large current shoved him out of the ocean. While he was mid-air, he noticed an armoured figure on top of a flying watery board coming at him.

Before Triton could fall back into the ocean, Percy grabbed the sea god by his throat and flew up. Triton screamed as the Inertium gauntlets burnt his throat. He could feel the ocean getting further away from him. With a start, he realized what Percy was doing.

"NO! Perseus!"

Percy saw some glaciers to the right of the oil rig. "Hmm."

He floated over it and dropped his brother. Then, Percy jumped after him. The demigod activated his trident, and when he came within range of Triton, he swung it hard. The prongs of the trident cut deep gashes in the exact same place where Clark had gotten cut.

The force of the blow increased Triton's velocity far higher than terminal velocity. He smashed through the glacier and nearly reached the water, but Percy caught him again and threw him back, until he landed roughly on ice.

The sea god growled in anger and pain. "You BASTARD!"

Triton noticed the Inertium gauntlets. "WHAT?!"

Percy smirked. "Dad's birthday gift to me. Nice isn't it?"

Percy hopped off his water board and landed on the ice, fifty feet from Triton.

Suddenly, Triton smirked. Percy frowned in confusion at first, but suddenly realized. Seven years of demigod life and intensive training from Luke Castellan was the only thing which saved Percy.

From behind, the sea goddess Keto attacked him. Percy didn't even know how, but out of pure instinct, the trident shifted to his left hand and Riptide flew from his pocket to his right hand. His body spun around as the legendary sword unravelled fully just in time to block a ... fishing pole?

The demigod almost laughed, but the sheer strength of the blow had staggered him. He leaned to the side to avoid Keto's next attack. Something told him that the pole was more dangerous than it looked.

Then, from the other side, Triton attacked with an overhead swing. Percy had barely enough time to parry Triton's attack with Riptide while stabbing at Keto with his trident. The sea goddess smacked the trident away.

Using the momentum Keto had given to the trident, Percy swung it in a circle, forcing both immortals to jump back.

He settled in a defensive stance and glared at his siblings.

Triton laughed. "Give up, Perseus. There's two of us and you're alone."

Percy smirked. "A strong man is strongest alone. Ever heard of that saying?"

Triton frowned. "What the? That's not it! That's the opposite of what the saying is!"

Using his momentary confusion, Percy charged, surprising Triton. Riptide cut a small gash on his cheek as he jumped back. Triton's eyes widened. "You really are a bastard, Perseus. You would take my head off? Your own brother?"

Percy's eyebrows raised in the most sarcastic manner. "Wow, not a bad try. It's a bit too late for brotherly reconciliation, I'm afraid. Besides, wouldn't you just reform in dad's palace again?"

Triton glared at the demigod before charging him. Keto did the same.

Days later, Percy would wonder what he had done wrong in the fight. After hours of pondering, he analysed everything he had done in the fight and came to the conclusion that he had done nothing wrong. No mistakes. Triton and Keto were simply too much for him to take at once, even with his Inertium advantage.

Percy had been knocked to the ground and pinned down by Keto's fishing pole. It was then he knew he made a mistake by not calling his father. But he did now. He yelled his father's name just as Triton's godly weapon incinerated his right arm and most of his chest.

The last thing he remembered seeing was a bright golden light illuminating the area and Keto screaming in pain. Percy sighed in relief. The cavalry had arrived.

A/N: Sorry for the extremely long time to update and for the short chapter. I am kind of focusing on my other story as well. Be sure to check it out. It's called 'Immortal Warrior'. And review pls. Thx.