Okay, before I let you read the prologue, I will have a short summary, since this is my take on the 5th book from the PoV of my OC charcter. Makenzie is a daughter of Athena, about 17 years old, been at camp for 11 years, went out with Luke, Jared (OC), Oliver (OC), Michael Yew, and Connor. Been on all the quests, friends with all of them. Best swordsman ( or woman?) at the camp. Um, think that's it! So, hope you like my story!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO

"Come on, Makenzie! We have to go, we can't face them!" a frantic voice called. I glanced beside me at the owner of the voice and saw one of my best friends running beside me, his eyes full of worry. I could hear the jeers and roars of the monsters behind us. We were lucky that there were only monsters, and not…

No, Makenzie, I mentally chided myself. You don't want to see him. I glanced beside me again, my companion still beside me. We ran and ran, until our legs were weak and our chests were heaving. Just when we thought we lost the group tailing us, a wall appeared in front of us. Normally, we could scale it, but we were too tired.

We turned around, his bow raised, my dual swords out. The group pf monsters stopped when they saw we were corner and grinned their evil smiles. I was very much aware of Oliver beside me, and of all the people waiting for me back at camp. I blinked the tears out of my eyes and was ready to attack when Oliver whispered something inaudible and something started growing out of the ground beside us.

Before the monsters could process what was happening, Oliver and I scrambled over the wall using the vine. We landed on the other side and took off running. I slowed down when we were a good distance away, thinking that the monsters couldn't reach us. I couldn't have been more wrong.

I heard something whistling through the air and then a shout, "Makenzie!" There was a dull thud as something reached its target. I knew what it was before I turned.

Oliver was lying in front of me, his eyes glazed with pain, blood blossoming across his shirt. An arrow shaft was impaled in his chest. I bent down and cradled his head in my arms. There were horrible shouts from the monsters. I tore my eyes away from my best friend's dying face and looked at the sight I knew I was going to see.
A college-aged man was standing at the head of the group. His blonde hair was slicked back, his white shirt and khaki pants stood out in the morning light. I had to steal myself before looking at his eyes. Gone were the shinning blue eyes that I once loved. Now, his eyes were liquid gold, the only evidence to his transformation.

Beside him stood a half-blood, bow raised. An eye patch covered where his eye used to be, his other black eye glittering menacingly. I laid Oliver down on the ground, my eyes still full of tears. I stood up and glared at the two people. I could only guess that my gray were their own miniature storms.

The college guy laughed. "So, my little daughter of Athena, you have found out what happens when you mess with the power of a Titian. Your precious campers cannot last for long against the might of Kronos," the guy spoke. His voice seemed layered with power, the sound extremely unnerving. I glared at him with hatred.

"You jus wait. One day, you will regret opposing the gods. Us demigods are more powerful than you will ever realize," I growled. "We that are true to the Olympians will triumph every time."

The self-satisfied smirk melted off his face. I braced myself for another attack, but before the Lord of Time could do anything, the pink skies of dawn crested over the skyline. He cast a contemptuous glance at the blood red color before turning to glare at me one last time.

"We will see how well the gods fair."

I fell to my knees beside Oliver just as a flash of gold bathed the landscape. Tears were flowing freely down my face as I held my dying friend tightly in my arms. "Oliver…" I choked out. He smiled painfully at me.

"Makenzie…don't worry about me…go back to camp…and warn the others," he murmured. I shook my head, tears falling in cascades.

"No, Oliver, don't. I can get you back to camp. Chiron and the Apollo kids can help you. Just hang on," I cried.

He rested his hand softly on my arm, his eyes gentle under the pain. "You know that we won't get there in time," he breathed. "Makenzie, I will be fine. MY mother will take care of me. You can't risk everything on me. You have too much at camp."

More tears came as sobs racked my body. I nodded slowly. I glanced up at the sky, where gray storm clouds were converging. When I looked back down, Oliver took one last shuddering breath and was still. I laid him down as I started uncontrollably sobbing.

His body started shimmering and when the leaf green mist cleared, there was only a small sapling left in his place. There was a burst of light in front of me and when I looked up, a small woman with wheat colored dress and grass braided into her brown hair.

I bowed my head respectfully. "Lady Demeter," I mumbled. She touched my shoulder gently and I looked up into her intriguing green eyes.

"Don't fret, brave one. He has not died in vain," the goddess whispered. I nodded and covered my eyes as she reverted to her true divine form.

I looked up as the first peal of thunder rumbled. The bleak skyline did nothing to improve my mood. I stood up as the first drops of rain fell from the sky. As I looked up, I decided that today wasn't one of those days that I would take anything with wheels.

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I walked down the rain covered road, my blonde hair plastered to my face and neck, my orange hoodie dark with rain. I could feel that I was close to the camp, but for once, it didn't make me happier. My arms circled my chest as tears mixed with rain flowing down my face,

As I got closer to Thalia's tree, I could see two people waiting for me. I knew Chiron would be one of them, with Connor being the other. I had to take a deep breath before I walked across the boundary line,

Chiron could tell in one look what had happened. The centaur had been training heroes his whole life, whether he liked it or not he was used to these things happening. I looked up, my face and hair a mess. Connor took one look in my eyes and stepped forward. I almost fell into his embrace, my face pressed into his shoulder. He caressed my hair gently, while sobs racked my body.

Kronos, you will pay someday. You've taken Luke, Jared, and now Oliver. I promise you, someday, you will be defeated.

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