XXVI

Percy walked towards Uzotl menacingly, his steps creating literal craters on the road. His orange CHB shirt was replaced, turning into a regal yellow tunic, his shoes turning into his signature combat boots. The gods were looking at the sudden explosion of power with wide eyes, even Merlin who was Percy's best friend was shocked at the sudden discovery. Percy clutched the twin swords, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.

"Motherfucker." Merlin exclaimed with a small smile.

"How?!" Uzotl asked with wide eyes, stepping back a little from shock. Percy was silent as he stalked Uzotl with a deadly glow of silver and gold.

"No matter, I'll deal with you-" He was cut off almost instantly as a golden sword collided with his midnight black one. Uzotl grunted at the sudden force of the attack. Percy's eyes were fixated onto the primordial, his eyes blazing with hatred. Percy's movements to the blind eye seemed nothing but blurs of colours, even Uzotl himself was having a hard time keeping track of him.

Percy kept sending slashes upon slashes, attack after attack. He was going full force, Percy steadied his grip and sent multiple slashes from the twin swords, each of them being blocked by the primordial. Uzotl jumped back, panting from exhaustion. It took every ounce of energy from the primordial to avoid getting hit, Percy's attack seemed to be lightning fast.

Percy surged forward, not giving the primordial any time to rest, he clutched Excalibur and sent a large slash towards Uzotl, he widened his eyes and raised his sword, barely able to block Excalibur. The impact sent the primordial flying. Percy rushed over and slashed at the primordial, using Caliburn to send attack after attack. Uzotl gasped in pain as each attack collided, the silver sword producing slash after slash at speeds that seemed impossible.

Uzotl rolled out of the way, avoiding the barrage. The primordial readied his sword and slashed, a black smoke like slash flying towards Percy. He raised his two swords to block the attack, the impact sending him stumbling for a bit. Uzotl turned to Percy, curious, his mind clicking at the effect.

He however did not have the time to think as Percy was instantly behind him, slashes erupting from the demigod, both yellow and silver. Uzotl widened his eyes and managed to block half of it, the rest connected, Uzotl gasped in pain as searing silver light slashed at the primordials body, black blood leaking on the ground, the blood of primordials. Percy clutched both of his swords as Percy's attacks seemed to speed up as time went on.

Slowly, each slash became faster and faster, for every slash that connected, his speed seemed to increase. Uzotl took note of this and rolled out of the way, gasping as another wound appeared on his shoulder. Uzotl placed his hand on the wound and healed it, although it did cost him some power, at least he wasn't dead. Percy was relentless at his endless barrage of attacks, it just kept coming and coming.

Uzotl was pushed to the defensive, he didn't know what to do, he was quite literally trapped. It was checkmate. Uzotl slashed, smoke coming from his sword and making a slash. Percy widened his eyes and blocked, sending him flying towards the nearest lamp post.

Percy groaned, shaking his head from the sudden daze. Percy stood up and stared at Uzotl who had a small grin on his face.

"You can't use it can you?" Uzotl asked, a smug look on his face. Percy gritted his teeth, glaring at the primordial.

"Your actions says it all." Uzotl added.

"You can't use Excaliburs power whilst holding Caliburn." Uzotl explained, as Percy kept glaring at him.

"You become faster with every hit from Caliburn." He added.

"However, there's a catch, you can't use the power of Excalibur, you cannot deflect my hits." Uzotl said. Percy turned to him with a look of hatred.

"You're going to die." Uzotl said, charging Percy. He clutched both Excalibur and Caliburn, sending a barrage of slashes towards the primordial. Uzotl blocked and sent a slash, the smoke like slash leaving the sword and colliding with Percy. He raised both of his swords to block and was sent flying. Percy collided with a brick wall, his head completely dazed. His back hurt tremendously from the impact, he could've sword he heard something break.

"I know you Percival, you know that if you use Excalibur to block I can just hit you magically, if you use Caliburn I can hit you physically." Uzotl said with a wide grin.

"So which will it be?" He asked with a wicked grin and slashed. Percy charged and made multiple slashes with Caliburn, silver colliding with midnight black. Uzotl sent a slash towards Percy, the smokey slash zooming towards Percy at incredible speeds. Percy jumped out of the way, narrowly avoiding the attack. Percy turned towards Uzotl, seeing him send multiple smoke slashes from his sword. Percy gulped and dodged each and every one of them, the slashes colliding with the building behind him.

Percy panted in exhaustion, turning towards Uzotl who came charging at Percy. He gulped and blocked every strike that Uzotl sent towards Percy. The two were incredibly skilled, dust formed from the intense battle that the two had. It shook the very earth they were standing in. Slowly, the dust clouded Percy's vision as the two traded blow after blow.

"Die." Uzotl said as the dust cleared. Percy widened his eyes as smoke formed from above him. Percy turned to the sky and saw Uzotl, enveloped in smoke, looking at Percy with a murderous look. Uzotl unleashed the attack, a large black slash forming from his sword, traveling at high speeds towards Percy. He gulped as smoke began to wrap around his legs, preventing him from escaping. He could do nothing but watch as the slash came closer and closer.

Percy smirked, clutching his sword and blocking. Golden light filled the area as power began to fluctuate. The slash that Uzotl sent did a sudden one hundred eighty, the slash going at twice the speed towards the sender. Uzotl widened his eyes and absorbed the slash full on, he had no time to react, he was basically helpless. Uzotl landed on the ground with a small thud, coughing as smoke started to gather around him.

"How?" He asked, staring at Percy with wide eyes. Percy smirked, looking at his right hand, Caliburn was back at its scabbard, Excalibur was on his left hand. Caliburn reappeared at his right hand, materializing out of nowhere. Percy had the advantage of willing Caliburn to return to his scabbard at any moment. He could maximize both of the swords powers, leaving not even an opening of attack.

Uzotl gritted his teeth and attacked, sending slash after slash. Percy smirked and blocked them easily, his speed slowly increasing by the second, Percy clutched Caliburn and sent a multitude of slashes, each of them accurate and precise. Uzotl blocked everything. He gasped in exhaustion and sent a large smoke slash from his sword. Percy smirked as Caliburn disappeared from his hand, Percy clutched Excalibur and blocked, the attack being sent back two fold towards the sender. And almost as instantly as it disappeared, Caliburn was back at his hand again.

Percy slashed and slashed and slashed, Caliburn and Excalibur doing tremendous amounts of damage. Uzotl couldn't keep up, Percy was simply too fast and precise. Every time Uzotl tried to attack normally, Percy would block and counter attack. Every time he tried sending magic based attacks, Percy would will Caliburn to disappear just as the attack was about to hit and deflect it back towards him. Uzotl was at a checkmate.

"Fuck you." Uzotl gasped out, his robes bruised and tattered. Wounds littered his body, black blood started to leak from his wounds, his energy and stamina were both depleted. Percy knelt down in front of Uzotl, clutching Excalibur and pointing it gingerly at the primordials neck. Percy looked behind him, seeing the body of Elizabeth as a flow of anger suddenly flowed through him. He removed Excalibur from the primordials neck and stood up with a glare.

Percy so badly wanted to kill him, he wanted to kill him so bad. But he was afraid Elizabeth wouldn't want this, he was afraid she wouldn't want to see him kill out of revenge.

"When's the funeral?" Uzotl mocked with a psychotic smile. Percy gripped both of the twin swords and slashed.

Uzotl's head came clean off, landing on the ground with a thud. Percy stared at the head, anger coursing through his eyes. Percy sheathed both of his swords, Excalibur and Caliburn retreating to their respective scabbards. Percy turned to Merlin, his anger disappearing almost instantly. Merlin seemed to catch on, a look of sadness dawning on his face. Percy walked towards Elizabeth, her skin pale, her eyes closed. Percy could feel it, the life draining from her body. His tunic was tattered, he was bruised and bloodied, but he didn't care.

Out of a hundred or so lives that Percy lived, out of everything that happened, every betrayal, every heartbreak, none could compare to this. Percy wished that everything would just return to normal, he could endure the pain and suffering, he just couldn't bear the fact that she died, all because of him. Percy shook his head as ideas started to circulate through his brain.

Percy shoved his hand into his pocket, trying to find an item. He sighed as he slowly started to pull out a small card from his pocket. Merlin raised an eyebrow and walked towards Percy, unsure of what his friend was trying to do.

"Percival, don't do anything rash." Merlin warned, knowing the look on Percy's eye. Even though Merlin was not aware of what Percy was trying to do. Percy turned to the card in his hand, it was a single white skull icon with a pure black background.

"I do not know what you are going to do, I feel magic in that card, but that skull isn't reassuring me it's good magic." Merlin stated with an unsteady look. Percy shook his head and flicked the card forward.

Immediately the card turned to ash as a cyclone of smoke started to circle the area. Merlin yelped in surprise, stepping back a bit, shock evident in his eyes. Percy though was unmoving, his feet planted firmly on the ground, his face had a stoic expression. From the smoke, a man started to appear.

He wore a black tuxedo with a white polo underneath. To accompany it, he wore black slacks with a pair of black Italian loafers. Percy turned to him with a stoic expression.

"I see you've summoned me Percival." The man said with a grin, Percy nodded.

"Um, don't mind me asking, but who are you?" Merlin asked, the man seemed shocked as he put a hand in his chest, a look of hurt flashing across his face.

"Well, I am the one and only Death himself." The man known as Death said.

"But you don't look anything like Thanatos or-"

"Thanatos is merely my assistant, Anubis too, basically every god of death, too much death happening here and there, hard to keep track mind you." He said with a slight smile.

"Anyways, Percival, what can I do for you?" He asked, turning to Percy. He merely pointed at Elizabeth, who was lying on the floor, her face lost all colour, yet, Percy still thought she was beautiful.

"Oh dear, poor soul." Death said, kneeling beside Elizabeth.

"You do know that if I do as you ask, I'll take your life, for hers." Death stated, turning towards Percy with a quizzical look. Percy nodded, knowing the repercussion.

"Wait, what?!" Merlin said with wide eyes. Percy turned to his best friend with a small smile.

"You can't be serious." Merlin said exasperated. Percy nodded, knowing what his choice would be. Merlin gave off a small sigh.

"I- I know I can't change your mind, but-." Merlin gave a slight sigh of exasperation, knowing he couldn't do anything.

"I guess I'll see you around." Merlin said with a slight sigh. Percy turned to Death who was looking at Percy intently. Percy gave a slight nod signaling he was ready. Death gave a slight sigh.

"You do know that if you do this, there's no more going back, no curse to resurrect you." Death stated, Percy gave a small nod. Death sighed as he looked Percy in the eye, he placed a hand on Percy's shoulder with a sad smile.

"So be it." Death said and snapped his fingers. He instantly disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing in his wake. Percy turned towards Elizabeth, the colour suddenly returning to her face. She gasped for air as she stood upright, looking around in complete shock.

"What the hell happened!" She said with wide eyes. She looked around and turned towards Percy who was a small smile in his face. Percy fell to the ground as the soul slowly left his body. Elizabeth rushed to Percy, kneeling beside him, shock evident in her face. Tears slowly starting to leak from her eyes.

"What, why?" She asked as she choked back a sob. Percy's smile was still present as his soul left his body. The colour slowly starting to drain from his skin. A single tear fell from Percy's eye as he slowly started to pass from the living to the dead. Percy chuckled in response, he didn't care if he died, he wanted to die from the very start, for the cycle to end, but he couldn't let Elizabeth die, even if it meant he would never be able to see her again. Even if it meant he couldn't be with her, the one girl that loved him back.

Percy choked as he opened his mouth.

"I- love you." Percy said in a low raspy voice.

And with that Percy finally died, his curse ended, he wouldn't be reincarnated, the endless cycle would stop, but at a cost. Elizabeth cried out as tears slowly started to pour from his eyes. Merlin sat behind Elizabeth as slow tears seemed to leak from his eyes. All the demigods sat silenced, everything happened too fast that they couldn't comprehend everything that had just happened.

Sir Percival Jackson, found peace.

A Few Years Later

Elizabeth sighed, walking along the Camp Half-Blood forest with a faraway look in her eyes. She didn't seem to pay any attention to the wildlife around her. She shook her head and got out of her glazed state, looking at the four leaf clover in her hand, the one that Percival gave. She shook her head and slowly went to a kneel. There was a single gravestone that had two swords implanted on the ground. No one could lift it up, not even the gods. She sighed and examined the four leaf clover.

"You fucking idiot." She said, shaking her head.

"If only you were here to see this in person." She said, looking at the gravestone.

"Camp became better when you died. The gods are interacting with their children every once in a while, believe me they're still dicks, but they are less of a douche than before." She explained with a slight chuckle. She gave off a small sigh, her eyes glazing over as she played with the four leaf clover in her hand. She sat there in front of Percy's gravestone with a sad smile reminiscing of the time the two had together.

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"You miss her don't you?" Arthur asked.

Percy gave a slight nod, looking away from the mirror that showed Elizabeth. It was a gift from Death, even though Percy could not be there in person, at least he gets to see her. Percy wasn't in Elysium, instead he was at Death's place. He got to admit, it was pretty cozy, even though it was the size of a mansion with an uncountable amount of floors.

"It's been a few years since you died and asked Death to bring me here, you should honestly get over her." Arthur said with a slight chuckle.

"But I know you." Arthur added. "You would never get over her, you're just that stubborn."

Percy sighed, giving a sad smile.

"Hey Wymer, get the fuck down here." Arthur yelled out. Immediately it was followed by the sounds of pain and objects falling to the floor. It was followed by Wymer falling down the stairs in a heap of oofs and ouches.

"What did I miss?" Wymer asked. Arthur rolled his eyes and turned to Percy.

"Oh yeah, forgot about that." Wymer said with a toothy grin. He pulled something from his pocket that Percy couldn't instantly identify. Percy raised an eyebrow, not knowing what in the world Wymer was holding.

"A gift from Death, basically it revives you back in the world of the living, you basically get to have a second chance." Arthur said excitedly. "Well, your thousandth chance at resurrection."

"However, you aren't fully alive, you are in a state of that is in the middle, you can visit us here whenever you like, but you can still walk around in the world of the living." Wymer added. Percy widened his eyes in realization. He couldn't help but give a wide smile. Wymer threw the playing card at Percy to which he catches it flawlessly mid air. Percy examined the card and saw the skull on the black playing card, the symbol of death.

Percy smiled and turned towards his two best friends.

"Well go on then, can't wait to see Percibabies running around." Arthur joked. Wymer chuckled and high fived him. Percy shook his head and turned to the card, he ripped the card straight in half as his soul transferred from death, to the living.

"So how long do you think he'll last?" Wymer asked.

"What do you mean?" Arthur turned, looking at Wymer with a confused eyebrow.

"Well, you know with Elizabeth. Percival is powerful and all. But I doubt he can last a few minutes in bed." Wymer joked, Arthur laughed.

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Elizabeth gave a sigh, playing with the four leaf clover in her hand. Unbeknownst to her, a knowing hand was placed upon her shoulder. Elizabeth jumped in surprise, looking behind her in shock. She saw a hooded person, the hood shielding their face. Elizabeth eased up a bit, she didn't care if she died right now, if she did, she could finally meet Percy in the afterlife.

The hooded figure sat beside her as her mind tried to formulate words to start a conversation and ease the tension. The figure pointed at the gravestone, as if asking what it was.

"Whose gravestone is that?" The figure signed. Elizabeth sighed, sadness evident in her action.

"His name is Percival, he was the hero that saved us from complete annihilation, but it cost him his life." Elizabeth explained, the hooded figure listened intently.

"And what is he to you?" He signed.

"I-" Elizabeth stuttered out.

"I loved him, he meant the world to me." Elizabeth sighed dejectedly. The hooded figure nodded, as if accepting the response.

"Actually, you remind me of him, always quiet, he actually knows sign language too." Elizabeth added with a sigh remembering the times. Elizabeth perked up a bit, staring at the twin swords Excalibur and Caliburn. She stood up, her face showing uneasiness.

"That's weird, they never glowed like that after he died." Elizabeth said, her face showing visible confusion.

"Yeah, weird." The hooded figure signed. He stood up and went to the twin swords, the blades glowing even brighter than before, showing their normal silver and gold colours. The hooded figure slowly set both of his hands on the twin swords, as if he hadn't held them in a very long time. Elizabeth sighed, every demigod tried to wield the swords, but no one could pull them them from the ground.

The hooded figure pulled both of the swords from the ground easily as if he had done so effortlessly. Elizabeth widened her eyes as she stuttered out incoherent sentences.

"How I missed these two." The hooded figure signed after he sheathed both of the swords at the twin scabbards at his back that magically appeared out of nowhere.

"How did you pull the swords?!" Elizabeth said with wide eyes.

"I think we both know the answer to that." He signed. The hooded figure pulled down his hood revealing the face that Elizabeth thought she would never see again. She saw the face of her love interest. Percival Jackson. Percy smiled a bit, looking at the confusion and shock in her face. Percy merely winked and gave her a slight peck on the lips as he walked away to Camp Half-Blood.

Elizabeth touched her lips as if she couldn't process what she just saw. She looked behind her seeing Percy walk back to camp with a stroll as anger flooded through her.

"Motherfu-"

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