#briares

[knightofthenewrepublic]

[riveramorylunar]

I so badly want to write for any of the Blood Of Zeus Women!!! They're all so pretty!!!

[sophiejacksonchase]

Percy challenging a man with a hundred hands to a game of rock-paper-scissors was a lot like Annabeth complaining about the Sphinx's questions.

[wanderingmind867]

Briares is just such a tragic figure. He's the last of his kind. The last of the Hecatoncheires (is that how it's spelled? My phone autocorrected to that). But wait. Medusa's sisters were said to have faded, but they returned in the Son of Neptune. And Helios was said to have faded, but I remember he showed up in the trials of apollo. So maybe all hope is not lost. Maybe Briares will get his family reunion, after all. Maybe he isn't alone, after all...

Well, this is possibly the most philosophical I've been in quite a while. It's beautiful. I don't know if I can write this, but someone better make a feel good story about Briares finding his siblings. The man deserves to be at peace.

[nicosdefensesquad]

you’re laughing. i have a hundred hands and was beaten by ‘finger guns’ and you’re laughing.

[islanddlost404]

new camper: percy, what’s your greatest achievement? was it when you defeated kronos? what about when you saved-

percy [without taking a second to think]: it was when i defeated briares, a hundred handed one in rock, paper, scissors.

new camper: omg wow

[dotshiiki]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Excerpt:

Argus stood guard at the entrance, under Athena's banner. Inside, maps were spread over every table, the same ones we'd pored over at the start of summer, but also new ones that had been updated with the location of our defensive lines and each cabin's battle position. One was set up like a board game, with little chess pieces representing our forces.

I scanned the board quickly. 'There.' I pointed to the line of a natural ditch. 'It's a good defensive trap in theory, but Luke knows this area. He'll be prepared for it.' I moved several of the chess pieces around. 'We need to redeploy some of our forces to guard the natural landforms. We can't depend on them to trip Luke up, no matter how we've disguised them.'

Malcolm scratched his head sheepishly. 'I guess I missed that. Sorry.'

I shook my head. 'No, you've done a great job. It's just—'

I thought of the waves of monsters packing Antaeus's stadium, of the seemingly endless battalion that kept coming after us in the Labyrinth.

Kronos, with his evil blade and all of Luke's knowledge and skill at his disposal.

'You did a good job,' I repeated. 'I'm sorry I wasn't here.' I'm sorry I failed.