CHAPTER I

PERCY

"At this rate, we will be overrun", said a voice.

Percy had to focus on the source of the voice. The speaker stood across him, peering into the map on the table between them. The guy was fairly tall and thin, dressed in full bronze armour. He put his one hand through his blond hair and sighed. His face reminded Percy of Luke, which he found disturbing. The guy wore a look on his face, which Percy recognised. He saw that look whenever Annabeth was setting her thinking gears into motion. His gray eyes almost bore into the map.

Percy's eyes scanned the room. Along with the blond dude, there were two others. One was a girl, shorter than Percy, in complete armour. She had long blonde hair, tied in a ponytail. A bow and quiver were slung along her back. Her blue eyes were puffy, like she had been crying a river. Percy could relate. He had seen people in such situations. Also, he liked rivers.

The other guy made Percy want to run. The guy was huge, well at least his upper body was. He was built like a giant with wild, curly black hair. He wore an armour that was definitely a tight fit but below his waist the guy was stick thin. He huffed a lot and liked to stroke his beard.

"How are things holding up Jen?" asked the slightly-giant dude.

"Well." said the girl, Jen, while pointing on the map," Evans is holding the front superbly. Our siege kinda keeps them at bay on the north and the south. But East Watch is the worst. The brunt of their army are attacking East Watch, which is pretty much lost."

"Huh, the brunt you say? More like a billion of them", mumbled the big guy.

"Well, Duke, they keep on coming even though Xavier did..." her voice trailed off.

Whoever this Xavier guy was, Percy figured was important and might have sacrificed himself. Percy could totally relate to that.

"Curse the Gods", said the blond guy in a whisper, clenching his fists.

Duke, the big guy, brought his fists down on the table that broke down with a Thud! Percy flew back a metre, which was a big thing, since he did'nt like to fly.

"Get to the situation at hand! Jen, the situation. Will, the stratergy." said Duke.

"Yeah," said Jen, clearly a bit taken aback by the breaking of the table." So, East Watch has got both walls breached, but last I saw, was Paul taking them single-handedly."

Will, the blond guy, put his head in his hand. Jen put her hand on his shoulder, trying to console him.

"I won't let any more die." decided Will. "Duke, go help Paul. Jen, take the Ninth Legacy and march to back up Paul and Duke. I will go to the North Tower and send Evans with some of his... goons."

"Will, it would be better if I go to Evans. Send Jen to help Paul. They need you at the South Gates", said Duke.

Jen shot Duke an irritated look. Percy wondered the back story behind that. But before he could do anything, Will spoke up.

"Okay, let's go."

Percy's vision melted. He found himself standing in the hole of a huge wall itself was twelve meters tall with slits on its top for archers. It had decorative carvings on it with square openings near the base. But what he saw in front of him, scared the Hades out of him.

As far as the eye could see, Percy could see the dark shape of monsters. The sun was nearing dusk, but the skies were covered with black fog. Behind him, Percy could hear groans. He turned to see a make-shift of a camp. Behind the partial safety of the wall, Percy could see hundreds of guys, no, demigods. Percy decided that this had to be some camp of demigods. They lay on strecthers with some other campers desperately trying to nurse them.

This made Percy's blood boil. He was about to whip his sword out, when the girl from the room, Jen, landed next to him, like as if she flew towards here. She for a moment, hesitated. Percy traced her eyes. About, a hundred meters away from them, a single guy in blue armour fought the monsters. A hurricane had erupted near him as he glowed in sea-green aura, killing monsters by the hundreds. Next to him, Jen quickly started to volley arrows at the enemies, like it was another day at the office.

Then, something sparkilng caught the corner of his eye. A flaming cannon hurtled its way towards them. Percy leapt towards his left, trying to dodge it but Jen was slower. The cannon erupted a few meters away in the air and knocked her off her feet, as she wailed and fell to the ground.

Percy scrambled to get up and help her, when he heard a blood curling cry from front of him. The blue armoured guy, probably Paul, stretched his arms out, his aura shining even brighter. The monsters in his close proximity turned quickly to dust.

Then, what Percy felt, he could'nt register. The ground beneath him shook violently, as if the earth itself were being torn apart. Percy's vision blurred, as he started seeing stuff in threes. A huge chasm erupted on the battlefield, swallowing all the monsters, Paul and Percy. He found himself falling into the chasm, screaming as he felt into the darkness.

He landed with a thud on the wooden floor. It took a while to realize that he had fallen on the floor, probably dreaming. He saw his Argo II crewmates were around him, wearing party hats and a look of concern in their eyes.

It was August the Eighteenth, and he was back at home in Cabin Three.

So people, how was it? This is actually my first attempt on writing this fanfiction. Reviews to help better my writing is always appreciated. So, thanks for reading this. May you have an excellent time, wherever you are.