Author's Note:
This takes place in the time after The Last Olympian but before The Lost Hero.
(Who's read Blood Of Olympus yet? ahhhhh rick riordan nO)
Third Person PoV
Percy really didn't like the look of those clouds. They had been hanging in the sky above Camp Half-Blood for hours, but Annabeth constantly reassured him that they wouldn't affect camp life – after all, clouds always just passed overhead.
He couldn't shake off a very bad feeling about those fluffy things, call it demigod intuition.
Unfortunately, his feeling became rather accurate when it started to pour. Demigods all over came started to scream and run for cover, worried about the rain.
Percy could only stare in confusion as a single scroll descended from the sky, untouched by the rain. It landed in Percy's grasp, and with that, the rain vanished. Campers crowded around him, Thalia on his right and Annabeth on his left.
The Hunters of Artemis were currently pit-stopped in Camp, en route to some hunt up in Canada.
Percy broke the wax on the scroll, unrolling the parchment. He quickly scanned the Greek words, fear spreading across his face.
"DECELERATION OF EXECUTION
By order of the great Lord Zeus,
NICO DI ANGELO, PERSEUS JACKSON, AND THALIA GRACE are hereby charged with treason of the highest degree for releasing war information and tactics to the enemy forces during the war against Kronos and his Titan forces.
A date has been set for two weeks' time. Please report to Mount Olympus at precisely 7 am. If you do not show, you will be viciously ripped apart by monsters upon capture."
"Oh my gods." Annabeth manages out, before taking the scroll out of Percy's trembling fingers. "We have to show Chiron."
The blonde rushed to the Big House, most of the camp tailing her, wanting to know if the decree was legitimate or if it was another hoax from the Stoll bothers.
The centaur was already waiting on the front porch a grim look on his face. Annabeth didn't even need to open her mouth. He nodded stiffly, and the daughter of Athena promptly burst into tears. Thalia only stared at her cousin, not really believing everything that was happening.
"Nico." Thalia says. "We need to tell Nico."
Percy only nodded dumbly. The two teens pushed through the throng of campers, feeling the stares, hearing the whispers.
'Traitors?'
'Execution?'
'Ordered by the gods?'
The Hunters had joined the throng. Phoebe, the second lieutenant was heading the group. The Hunter looked ready to cry.
"Thalia…" She says, her voice thick. "I've been asked by the Lady to request you lieutenant's circle."
Thalia wipes away the tears spilling down her friends. "Do not cry, Phoebe. I will find some way to survive." She lifts the circle off her head, immediately losing her glow.
Phoebe doesn't say anything, but the tears flow faster. Most of the other hunters are crying, having much liked Thalia.
The two demigods trudge into Percy's cabin, where they quickly use the coral fountain to contact their younger cousin.
"Hey!" Nico grins at the sight of his cousins, but it soon slides off his young face when he notes the somber looks.
"What happened?" Nico asks, serious. "This has something to do with the fact that I'm locked out of the Underworld, doesn't it."
Percy is the first to speak. "The gods want us dead. They claim we gave info to Gaea."
The son of Poseidon looks away, unable to look as his younger cousin's world comes crashing down about his ears.
"Please tell me you're messing with me," Nico begs. "That I misread the calendar and its April Fools or National Prank Day."
The head shake from Thalia has Nico sobbing.
"Where are you?" Thalia asks. "We're coming."
Nico manages a shake of his head. "I'm coming to you."
The image fizzes out, and not two minutes later the son of Hades tumbles out of the shadow in the corner of the cabin.
"So we're going to die, then?" He asks.
"You don't have to." A girl's voice shocks the three, and they whip around to see a teen lounging in the blue armchair that Annabeth had him put in.
They were wearing a long, black cape, a hood pulled so low over her face that you couldn't see anything. The cape disappears, revealing a girl of about 18 wearing black jeans and a dark grey hoodie. Her silky black hair was pulled tight into a braid slung over her shoulder. A tattoo of a solid black bar laid under her left eye.
"Who are you?" Thalia demands.
"Alessandra χαοτική, óreiðu, tenebrarum." The girl stands, flashing a winning smile. "Or, if you prefer, Alessandra, Daughter of Chaos and your only hope of living more than two weeks."
"How can you help?" Thalia asks, skeptical.
"My mother has been watching your progress as heroes all these years." The black haired girl answers, hidden knowledge flashing behind her odd purple eyes. "She wants your strength, your talents."
"My mother wants you for her Army."
"Army." Nico deadpans.
Alessandra grins. "A collection of demi-immortals, war heroes. We patrol the universe, keeping peace between al of the races, keeping the peace between all the camps."
Percy picks up on the end of her sentence. "There are other camps?"
A single finger to her lips. "The secrets of the world can be yours, but only if you pledge your spirits to Chaos."
Thalia had that look on her face. The one that meant planning, scheming, and maybe a bit of malicious, partially illegal activities. "How long are we have to make our choice?"
"Two nights. I will return at midnight tomorrow." Alessandra answers. "Two nights to say goodbye, if you choose to accept. I will take you to my mother tomorrow night if you decide to live in the Army."
Alessandra's eyes go wide, before she turns quickly to glance at the door. "You have a guest arriving. Speak of me to no one. If you do, my offer is revoked." The girl promptly disappears, leaving behind the soft scent of newly washed sheets that makes Percy long to see his mother again.
Annabeth knocks on the door of the cabin, before entering the wide expanse of underwater decoration.
"Chiron has suggested a trip into the city to tell your mother, Percy."
The boy in questions nods. He turns to his cousins, and silently asks them to come with him. They seem to understand the unspoken question, and file out of the previously well-lit cabin that now seems like it's never seen the sun.
Please Note:
So in the middle of me writing the fourth chapter i realized that I had set the time frame for after TLO but before TLH, then put 'Gaea and he Giants' in the decress. Obviously, that doesn't match up. So it's fixed now. sorry about that.
