the heroes and the first victor
chapter 1
percy
I didn't know that being with the romans could be so fun. It was good fun to have back Leo and it wasn't so fun when the Egyptians moved in. Thats when things got weird. let's go back to that part.
'ok. here's the plan. when they blow the conch..' we had capture the flag. It was like always, Greek versus Romans. but the problem we started to have was we all now lived together. we used extreme godly magic to bring our camps and join it into one. that was so that we could always be safe. The hunters of Artemis were on a visit and they joined us so that we would be able to have about the same amount of players as the Romans. the hunters had about 30 girls in total. they were getting bigger. 'so Percy, you lead the offense team to the flag while we distract their offense and defense. Annabeth, rally Apollo's men to hideouts next to our flag for defense. And don't forget to make a good fight.' mike said. he was the son of Ares and was good at battle plans. but not as good as Annabeth. 'seaweed brain, don't forget to get the flag for me.' Annabeth said. 'I never knew that! i thought i was supposed to-' the conch blew. i ran in real fast. i couldn't believe i always get beat by Annabeth! Right when i saw Jason Grace i heard heavy thunder. it couldn't have been Jason. I could feel it was some power much stronger. Almost as if there were a hundred people making the bolt at once. 'hi Amos' Chiron said 'welcome to camp!'
And thats when i realized that the 3rd culture joined us.
Yup. I know carter. he did NOT surprise me. we started making better defenses after 1 month of half-hearted celebrations. We did not really LIKE the Egyptians but they were fine enough. their defenses were really strong. We made physical defenses like walls, while they used their hippie magic. They also made decorations and made our whole camp better. 1 year of life was wasted just by making defenses. The Egyptians were 1000 in whole. it was good that our camp was big. Right at 12:00, new year 2015, our camp fire burst out. it was a wavy image of Gaia. No… ouranos… no. it was all the great Gods, Titans and immortals of the 3 cultures (Egyptian, Greek and Roman). It was the ultimate image of pain. They were heavily injured. Even Poseidon.
Then came the scariest image of all. A tall shadow creating flames all over the universe. I had read about it. It was chaos. The Egyptian and Greek form merged. It looked too scary to be true. then came Rachel Elizabeth Dare, our oracle, and recited a deadly prophecy.
