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Krios scowled as Hyperion flashed away.
This was so unfair.
Krios was just as skilled of a fighter as the rest of them! He could call the constellations down to fight for him! Like okay, maybe he himself wasn’t super great at weapons, but the constellations usually covered that even before the Gods started putting heroes up there.
And the constellations had to listen to him, ergo he was the strongest around.
“But oh Krios,” you might say, “doesn’t that make you perfect for guarding the Mountain? There’s only like five monsters there to protect it so you can summon an army!”
No, fuck that, that was dumb. Who in the name of Ouranos was gonna attack the Mountain? There was literally nothing here.
They had some fancy building and a useless gold box.
There was nothing to guard.
“But oh Krios,” you might say, “but isn’t your building important? Won’t you be weakened without it?”
Uh no, don’t be an idiot. The building reflected the Titans power, the Titans didn’t reflect the building. It wouldn’t get so much as a scratch as long as the Titans were doing okay. So yeah, didn’t need guarding.
“But oh Krios-“
Shut up, this was dumb, he didn’t want to guard the stupid building he wanted to help with the war.
Like yeah, they were facing a bunch of kids, but those kids were stupidly competent. They could use him! He was strong and capable and didn’t need no boss.
But also, Kronos would kick his ass if he went when he was told to stay behind. His little brother didn’t like being disobeyed, he figured it was the youngest sibling complex.
Krios grumbled and grabbed a bottle of wine.
He could at least bitch to someone about this. The monsters wouldn’t dare to answer him, but Atlas was also here. And he was a captive audience sooooo-
Krios was totally taking advantage of that.
He grabbed two more bottles of wine, and a thing of cheese.
“Hey, Atlas, buddy, my dear nephew-“
“Uh oh,” Atlas muttered.
“Okay, so I just got ditched by Hyperion to guard the palace, which is dumb as fuck by the way, like this is so so stupid who would attack? But like seriously he ditched me, can you believe that?”
“Yes.”
“Bite me.”
Krios quite pointedly flicked a piece of cheese at Atlas who glared at him.
“Anyways,” Krios continued, pulling the cork out of the wine. “So it’s like completely unfair that he ditched me. I am seriously one of the most powerful of the Titans-“
“You can’t use a sword.”
“Okay I don’t need to use a sword though-“
“You didn’t even join the first war.”
“I was BUSY,” Krios snapped, gulping down some wine. “Now shut up, I’m trying to bitch about how unfair this is.”
Atlas groaned.
“I mean really though, I can literally summon the constellations down to fight and they leave me here? I just want some basic respect. Maybe a little bit of honor. A dash of good fortune-“
“You could, you know, ask Kronos-“
“Hush that’s a horrible idea he’s give me some lecture with fancy words and convince me this was the best idea, it’s what he did earlier, he always does that, it’s how he got mom to like him so much.”
Krios took a swig of the wine.
“Anyways, I am literally so so powerful which makes this so so unfair like I can do amazing things, yeah they’re fighting kids but I can also fight kids. Like why do they get to beat up kids but I gotta stay here and deal with nothing. I’m so bored, are you bored? I’m bored. How do you deal with it up here all the time anyways?”
“I’m literally trapped.”
“Yikes, couldn’t be me.”
Atlas took a deep breath but Krios steamrolled on after taking another gulp of his wine.
“So anyways it’s so boring here at least beating up kids would’ve been entertaining, like how do you think Poseidon’s kid would deal with Theseus? He wouldn’t, he’d get defeated so fast-“
“Theseus didn’t inherit ocean powers-“
“Shut up that’s not the point, the point is I would totally beat him. It wouldn’t even be a contest-“
“You’re an immortal-“
“Didn’t he beat you?”
Atlas spluttered, “No! I was beating him then he retreated and got Artemis to fight for him!”
“Uhuh,” Krios said, sipping his wine and eyeing Atlas. “If that helps you sleep at night.”
“I’ll kick your ass just you wait-“
“Anyways,” Krios continued. “This is just super unfair-“
“You’ve said that.”
“Shut up I’m bitching about it.”
Atlas sighed.
“So, the unfairness, uh- right so it’s like one hundred percent gonna be Kronos’ fault for not bringing me if they lose. Like completely, I could level the playing field-“
“They’re fighting kids.”
“It’ll only make the loss more embarrassing,” Krios insisted as he took another swig of his wine. “Like, they’re gonna lose to kids cause they didn’t bring me with, I’m foreseeing it.”
“I’m sooo proud of you.”
“You should be, I’m the coolest. I’m so worth being proud of. I bet Kronos didn’t bring me because he’s jealous of my greatness. He’s got a little brother complex you know.”
He frowned down at the wine in his hand, it was empty.
Oh well, he had more bottles!
“You’re drunk.”
“Nonsense, I’ve only had one bottle. Let’s get back on subject-“
“Shouldn’t you be running a guard duty? The sun is setting-“
“Who would attack here? And why???”
“Who knows, who cares, humans are dumb.”
“Oh yeah lmao, that’s true. They keep fighting wars over stupid things like who should be in charge.”
Krios paused to mull over that as he sipped his wine.
“Okay, maybe that’s not an example of a stupid one- but like those religious wars are dumb.”
“Religion has gotten so weird in the last two thousand years,” Atlas muttered.
“So so weird. It’s almost as weird as the fact that I’m stuck here, with you. Like seriously, so unfair-“
Atlas groaned.
“Like, just listen to me okay, I’m an amazing fighter.”
“You’ve never fought in your life.”
Krios gasped, clutching his wine to his chest, “Lies and slander! I’ve totally fought!”
“Name one time.”
Krios admittedly could not think of a time he’d really fought, but that wasn’t the point.
“That’s not the point!”
“Sure.”
“You’re a disrespectful nephew, shame on you. I’m telling Iapetus.”
Krios paused, they didn’t actually know where Iapetus was.
“I’m telling Kylmene.”
Atlas rolled his eyes.
“I mean it, I’ll tell your mom.”
“That’s great, in fact, you should go do that right now.”
Krios considered that, “Nah. I’m supposed to stay here and all that. Though that’s still suuuuper dumb.”
Atlas groaned.
“I mean really, I don’t understand why I’m left behind. I’m great, I’m wonderful, Atlas, Atlas do you get it? No of course you don’t, you’re trapped there. That sucks for you though, like wow. If I’m being treated like a child you’re being treated like an infant, put in your crib-“
“I’ll stab you.”
Krios snickered and drank his wine.
“The point being, I totally deserve to fight too. And you do too, you’ve been locked up forever-“
“You could free me.”
“No.”
He drank more wine.
“Anyways,” Krios continued. “I just think this is unfair. I have a right to join the fight, I would kick ass there, but noooo, I’ve gotta stay here and babysit you-“
“Die.”
“-and really that’s just not fair. No one’s gonna attack you, and what would be the point in attacking the Mount? No one’s gonna do that.”
Atlas stared past him as he dropped his second wine bottle and grabbed the third.
This ambrosia mixed wine was amazing.
“Uh- Krios-“
“What?”
“There’s a kid behind you.”
Krios turned around, knocking the wine bottle to the ground, and squinted at the blonde haired kid in front of him. The boy held a sword in front of him.
“Are you Crius?”
“Obviously,” Krios grumbled, squinting at him. “You’re Roman.”
“I am here to defeat you and stop the Titans rise!”
Krios blinked at him.
Atlas snorted.
“Sure kid, if you beat me the Titans will be doomed.”
“I am Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, Member of the Fifth Cohort of the Twelfth Legion. I’m a child of Rome, consul of demigods-“
“Wait wait wait-“ Krios interrupted. “What do you mean Consul of demigods? Were you elected Consul of Rome?”
The boy (Jason) faltered. “I- I’m a Consul-“
“Consuls are the ruling body of Rome aren’t they?”
Atlas muttered an agreement.
“No- well yes but- we don’t have that anymore-“
“So you weren’t elected Consul?”
“No we don’t- I’m the Consul of Demigods-“
“Says who?”
“What?”
“If you mean the other meaning of Consul, what governmental body appointed you the official to protect and promote the interests of demigods in I assume New Rome? Isn’t most of the camp Demigods or descendants?”
“That’s not the point.”
“No, it definitely-”
“The point is, I’m here to defeat you!”
Krios rolled his eyes and summoned his sword, downing more wine.
“Kay. Let’s fight then.”
The boy raised his blade and Krios charged forward, eyes only for the kid who dared to-
He stepped on the empty wine bottle and his foot slipped out beneath him. He tumbled forward with a yelp and fell-
A blade pierced his chest.
Krios blinked slowly at the feeling of something very sharp in his chest.
“Wha-“ the boy muttered.
“Motherfu-“
Krios fell into darkness.
OO OO OO OO
OMAKE 1: Jason never explains how he won
Reyna: wow! I can’t believe you defeated the Titan all on your own!
Jason: Haha, yeah… it was a hard battle
Reyna: I’m sure it was! And you’re uninjured, that’s super impressive. What style of sword fighting did he use? Or did he use a spear? There aren’t many writings on Crius-
Jason: *sweating* uh… he used a sword yes. Very fast movements. Hard to predict.
Reyna: This is something truly worthy of being a Praetor
OMAKE 2: Krios never explains how he lost
Kronos: you mocked me for losing to a kid but at least the kid I lost to had help, and Luke betrayed me. How’d that kid, whose even younger, beat you?
Krios: Lots of lightning
Kronos: what
Krios: a real storm
Kronos: I didn’t notice anything
Krios: I promise it was super fierce, it’s a miracle I got out at all
Kronos: I think you’re full of it
Krios: well you don’t get to talk Mr. Stabbed by your Own Host
OMAKE 3: If Krios wasn’t drunk
Jason: I’m here to defeat you!
Krios: kk
Krios: *summons Zo ë from her constellation and has her attack Jason*
Jason: uh oh
Jason: *promptly dies*
Krios: well that was boring
OMAKE 4: Jason mentions how he stopped the Titan War by Killing Krios
Jason: so yeah, I defeated Krios and stopped the Titans from rising :) Your welcome!
Percy: …
Annabeth: …
Coach Hedge: Krios was around?
Percy: Yeah, Hyperion had him babysitting Atlas from what I heard
Annabeth: buddy the Titans were invading Olympus at the time, 40 campers and 30 hunters held them off
Jason: but I handled the mountain
Percy: that’s cool bro, I’m happy for you
Annabeth: but that didn’t actually do anything