Hello! Welcome to the very last day of our Fantasy Favourites Read-a-thon, which also happens to be my 24th birthday! *throws confetti over myself* I’m actually not here today, because I’m spending the day at the Harry Potter Exhibition in Brussels with my mom and the lovely Jolien @ The Fictional Reader. While you’re here, though, I have designed something really fun. At least, I thought it was a fun idea, and I hope you think so too, because I’ve put a lot of time and effort into this.
It’s a Choose Your Adventure game, in which you choose your own path in the Battle of Manhattan and try not to die. It’s based on the Harry Potter version which I found on Buzzfeed, but since I couldn’t figure out how to make a proper quiz and the Buzzfeed people never replied to my cries of help (thanks for nothing, you walnuts), I’ve tried to recreate it on the blog itself. Believe me, the coding of this was HELL. I got confused many times.
Anyway, since this game takes place during The Last Olympian, it obviously has SPOILERS FOR THE SERIES, so tread carefully. (Note: it only has spoilers for the first 5 books, so the original Percy Jackson series. You don’t need to have read all 45 of Rick Riordan’s books.) Also, for shits and giggles, I have meandered a little from the original story. (Translation: I had zero respect for the original story and basically did whatever the hell I wanted.) For dramatic and fun purposes, there is MORE CAKE! MORE LOVE! MORE DEATH!
SPOILERS FROM HERE ON OUT
Things are tense at Camp Half-Blood. While everyone is happy that the Princess Andromeda has sunk, it is quite a shock to find Charlie Beckendorf dead. Everyone has gathered in the dining hall, eating cake. You’re sitting at your table with all your siblings, but the cake goes down difficultly. All this talk of impending war and doom has made you queasy. Still, it is cake, and it might be the last time you have it.
Then Annabeth enters the dining hall, a grim look on her face, and you know it in the pit of your stomach: it is time.
Time to fight. Time to defend. Time to war.
You are Erin Goldfin, seventeen-year-old daughter of Athena. You are good at strategising, but even you know that a fight against Kronos, Lord of Time, is almost impossible to win.
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You share a worried look with some of your cabin members.
The battle for Manhattan has begun.
You are so wrecked with nerves that you don’t even notice Percy is giving out orders and groups of demigods sprint away in all directions. Feeling an embarrassed blush coming on, you walk over to Annabeth. “Sorry, where did you want me to go?”
She glances up from her map of Manhattan, her grey eyes looking slightly confused. “Oh, um, what did he say? Never mind, go join Michael Yew and Apollo’s cabin at Williamsburg Bridge.”
You nod, giving your cabin sister a small smile, and run after Apollo’s cabin. It becomes clear that as soon as everyone has assumed battle positions that you’re royally screwed: an army of underworld creatures is heading your way. Leading the group at the front is the Minotaur, a really large bull from hell. His nostrils are flaring and his gleaming red eyes are looking straight at you. What do you do?
Run like the wind. >View Spoiler » A good choice at first sight, only in your panic, you forget to zigzag while you run. In one swift motion, the Minotaur chases you and impales you on one of his horns. You have become demigod shishkebab. « Hide Spoiler
Panting a little from the effort, you notice you’re not safe in the slightest. Running straight at you is a hellhound the size of a small truck. Which weapon do you use?
Bow and arrow > View Spoiler »What, you think a few arrows is going to stop a hellhound? You shoot arrow after arrow at the enormous creature, but eventually he catches up to you, pounces on you, and gnaws on your head. You die a very painful and very gruesome death. You are hellhound lunch. « Hide Spoiler
You’re a bit shaky from the fight, but the show must go on. Demigods battle dracanae and hellhounds and for a while, it seems like you might win this round. Then you look into the distance and see reinforcements are arriving in the form of demigods on skeletal horses and Lord Kronos himself, riding a golden chariot. You startle at seeing Luke’s form – even though you know it’s not him, it’s a form you’re quite familiar to, as you and Luke used to be together. It’s very confusing.
Percy Jackson wastes no time. Having bathed in the river Styx, he moves and fights unlike anything you’ve ever seen. With great force, he thrusts his sword into the Williamsburg Bridge. Cracks form around him until the bridge breaks and splits in half. Michael Yew was standing in the middle of a crack and falls down.
Grab his arm and pull him up > View Spoiler »You fall onto your belly and grab hold of Michael at the very last moment. For a split second it seems like you might be able to save him, but then the surface underneath you gives in to the weight of you both. Your eyes widen as you crash forward and fall to your death alongside Michael. « Hide Spoiler
The next day starts off with a bang. Percy receives word that Kronos’ army is heading South to Central Park. When you all arrive, the battle is already in full swing. Demigods are fighting monsters of all kinds, while Grover and his band of merry satyrs are wrestling with Hyperion, Lord of Light. Who do you help?
Satyrs > View Spoiler »While you rush over to help the satyrs, their singing and music form vines and roots around Hyperion, who slowly becomes more incapacitated. Unfortunately, one of those roots springs up right in front of you and you trip over it, after which a giant stomps on you and crushes you like a bug. You are very dead. And very flat. « Hide Spoiler
There is no time for a break, though, because at the same time, Lord Kronos is moving in on the Empire State Building, where he plans to go up and overtake Mount Olympus. You all return to base. The fighting only seems to grow more intense. You slice through a dracanae’s leg, turn around, and kick an enemy demigod right in the chest, shoving him backward into Mrs O’Leary’s giant paws. Everyone is growing tired, though, but Kronos’ forces only seem to multiply. For every enemy you kill, two more pop up. Kronos is gaining way. You don’t know if you can just kill Luke, but you can’t let this happen. You can’t let Kronos win!
Fight him! > View Spoiler »You find Kronos in the crowd and confront him. You’re going to take him down, right here, right now. Cocking your head to the right, you stare right into his golden eyes and challenge him to a duel. His eyes gleam with malicious pleasure as he takes you on. The battle is swift and intense – you two parry left and right, your knife blocking his double-edged sword at every turn. Luke was the best sword fighter on camp, but somehow, you manage to get close and cut him across his face.
Your mouth opens in shock as you realise nothing happened; you didn’t so much as scratch his cheek. Kronos takes advantage of your paralysis as he thrusts his sword into your stomach. You gasp and lock eyes with him, his face twisted with cruelty except for an evil smirk.
“Die, daughter of Athena,” he says. “You should know better than to take on Lord Kronos on your own. Your pride will be your undoing.” That’s when he rips out his sword and you fall to the ground. « Hide Spoiler
The loud blaring of trumpets shocks you back into reality. Shooting through the sky is a meteor of cheering and whooping centaurs, led by your camp leader Chiron. This loud and fresh army has the enemy thoroughly confused. Monsters are getting punched with bottles of root beer and fake guns that go “POW!”. Kronos gets trampled under many hooves and his army is forced to retreat. The Party Pony army. Who knew, eh?
While you get to live another day, you discover that Kronos will no longer need to make use of his human form. He is growing stronger, and when he’s ready, he will dispose of Luke’s body, assume his true godly form, and become ten times as stronger than he is. Aside from the obvious – that you would all be royally screwed – Luke’s official impending death gnaws at you. Sure, he’s made his choice, and yet…
So, turns out that Kronos is a bit of a dick. Instead of giving you the night to rest up, he sends over a drakon to defeat you all. This is like a dragon, only ten times more fearsome. You should be scared, very scared. On top of that, your token psychic Rachel Elizabeth Dare tells you that only a child of Ares can kill the drakon. Problem is, you’re a little short on children of Ares. In fact, you have no children of Ares.
Kill the drakon! > View Spoiler »*sigh* I mean, do you ever learn? And they say children of Athena are clever.
So you join Percy and Annabeth in fighting the drakon. This, naturally, ends disastrously for you, as you’re not a main character of the story and therefore you are expendable. The drakon sinks its giant teeth into your waist, throws you into the air, and you disappear into its enormous maul with a final scream.
What, am I supposed to feel sorry for you? You asked for this. « Hide Spoiler
You get a little help from the undead when Hades and Nico show up with their armies. However, Kronos is getting impatient, and draws the magical barriers of Manhattan closer, creating an efficient wall between him and the majority of both armies. As you battle his vanguard, Kronos makes his way up to Olympus. Time to join Percy, Grover, Annabeth, and Thalia, and stop Kronos from obliterating the home of the gods.
It comes down to the handful of you. You look into Kronos’/Luke’s eyes. It is time to make a decision.
Try to kiss him. > View Spoiler »You decide to appeal to his humanity one last time. With a desperate leap, you grab on to his collar and press your lips firmly against his. Kronos freezes at this unexpected and (quite frankly) utterly mad move, giving Luke the opportunity to once again take control over his body. “Erin,” he gasps when you release him, his voice sounding like him again. Your heart leaps with joy until he is handed a knife and stabs himself. His sacrifice destroys the Titan Lord and the sheer force of this destruction sends you flying.
Nobody should ever be able to survive such an impact. And yet, when you crawl back up, you hear the weakest of coughs and the whisper of your name. On his lips. With his voice.
Quickly, you make your way over to Luke, who looks like he’s about to faint. But he’s breathing! “You’re alive,” you say in surprise. A small laugh escapes from your lips. “You’re actually alive.”
“It-It seems so,” he replies softly. And as you look into his eyes, you see that they are his eyes again, no longer that horrible golden gleam. You laugh at your miraculous, rotten luck, and kiss him again.
CONGRATULATIONS, you have survived the Battle of Manhattan and have gained love with a demigod hottie. The gods initially want to slam Luke down with several mighty hammers, but eventually decided to give him the demigod version of a lifetime of community service. During the day, he helps Annabeth in rebuilding all the buildings he’s destroyed. During the evening, he’s under your care. Let’s face it, he’s been a bit of a douche, but he has a lifetime to make things up to you.
The end. « Hide Spoiler
Run at Luke and stab him with your knife > View Spoiler »While he’s distracted by Percy’s fighting skills, you leap and swing at him with your knife. However, it bounces off against Luke’s armor. With the strength that only a Titan Lord could possess, he backhands you so hard you fly into a pillar, which breaks in half and collapses on top of you.
Ouch. That didn’t end well. « Hide Spoiler
Let Annabeth run at him > View Spoiler »You know, sometimes it pays off to just sit there and vegetate. Luke attacks Annabeth, who then reminds him of his promise he made: that they would always be family and that he would never hurt her. The promise awakens the real Luke, who then uses Annabeth’s knife to stab himself, destroying Lord Kronos in the process. Luke spends his final moments as himself, until he dies a hero’s death.
CONGRATULATIONS, you have survived the Battle of Manhattan! Your mother, Athena, is incredibly proud of you, and you are given many gifts and blessings. Totally deserved, of course, because man, you fought hard. When you all return to Camp Half-Blood, there is lots to be done, but first there is a celebration. You dance around the campfire, sing songs with your fellow campers, and have lots and lots of cake.
The end. « Hide Spoiler
So! How did you fare? Let me know what you thought in the comments!