The Coming of Erebus.
Lucas was having a good day. Well, until his cabin blew up. He sat on one of the marble benches with Julie, just outside his cabin.
Julie was cute, with long black hair going to just above her waist, blue eyes and a
Thousand-watt smile. She was only 5'2" and today, she wore her signature shirt. It was white, and it had words on it that said, "Give them that look that says, No matter how bad you think you are, I'm worse." As well as dark blue jeans, a brown winter jacket with white fur trim and white and blue sneakers with white socks. Her godly parent, Demeter, was a true goddess for giving Lucas the gift that was Julie.
As for Lucas, he wore dark blue jeans with a grey and black wolf shirt. He also wore a grey and black hoodie, with white socks and white and gray sneakers. He had medium length brown hair, and blue eyes. He was small, only 5'1" and he and Julie were both 14, having both been at camp for 3 years. They both had white skin, spotted with small freckles.
Then, as if out of nowhere, a chill rose up Lucas's back. As a son of Hades, he got constant chills when someone nearby had died. But this was different. Julie shivered as well, but she ignored it. Everything suddenly went dark. Lucas stood quickly.
Julie frowned. "What's up Shady?"
"Everything's gone dark." He replied.
"So?"
"So why are there no clouds in the sky?" He was right. Not a single cloud ruined the blue sky. The shadows covering the camp grew darker. The Hades cabin started shaking violently. Lucas's eyes went wide. "Get down!" He yelled, crashing Julie to the floor. Then, everything went to Tartarus.
Hades cabin exploded, the obsidian bricks flying every which way. People screamed, Satyrs fled. Julie tried to stand, but Lucas was lying on top of her. She tried to get him off, but he wouldn't move. That was when she saw the wound.
Lucas had a dent in his skull, blood all over it, in his hair, on his face. An obsidian brick lay on the grass, cracked and splattered with blood. Julie didn't want to check Lucas's pulse, afraid of what she would find. She rolled him off her and stood, as no less then 30 dark figures with swords and bows stormed out of Hades cabin. She saw one of them throw Greek fire at the Ares cabin and a moment later, it exploded. Julie quickly tried to pick up Lucas, but he was too heavy.
"Someone help me here!" She yelled. A big mistake.
One of the dark figures saw her, and raised their sword. Julie had her arms full with Lucas, she couldn't defend hersel-
A sword pierced the chest of the soldier from behind. The soldier dropped his sword and fell, dead.
The owner of the sword stood behind the dead soldier, frowning at the body. She looked up at Julie.
"Hey Jewels. So, how's your day been?" She said as she slipped Lucas's arm over her neck.
Her name was Georgie Croft, but everyone who knew her called her G.C. She was 16, and with her jet-black fishtail hair braid that went down to her waist, and her grey eyes, she cut a good figure. Her godly parent was Athena, hence the grey eyes. She was 5'7" and today, she wore a grey V-neck tee with a black cami underneath, and a black leather jacket on top. She also wore black, ripped, skinny jeans, a black hipslinger belt and black converses.
"Let's see…" Julie said as she slung Lucas's other arm over her neck and started running for the woods. "I was tackled to the ground, watched camp go up in flames, watched shadowy soldiers take over camp, get almost killed by one. Oh, and, I have to drag my half-dead best friend to safety."
"Slow day huh?"
"For camp? Yep."
They came to the edge of the woods and got behind a fallen tree. They rested Lucas on the ground and checked his pulse.
G.C looked a bit scared. "Weak pulse. Very weak. He needs treatment, fast."
A shout echoed over to them. A boy and a girl were trying to fend off an onslaught of the shadow beings. The girl fought hard with her bow and arrow, while the boy fought with what looked a like…a pistol? Whatever rounds he used worked. The dark creatures fell underneath his fire. But they just kept coming, swords and bows up, charging at the two poor campers.
Julie stood up and brought her left hand to her right cheek, and her right hand to her left cheek. She then swung her arms in a scissor like motion, fast and hard. In a flash, two cords flew out of her sleeves and swung at the shadows. The shadows never to a chance. They were ripped in half as the cords flew through them and retracted back into the sleeves of Julie's jacket. G.C was stunned for a moment, but then ushered the two campers over.
The girl hopped over the log, then the boy did too. They saw Lucas lying bloodied on the ground. The boy quickly checked his bag, and brought out some nectar and ambrosia.
His name was Peter Hendrickson. He was tall, 5'11", 17 years old, and had a long scar going down his right forearm. He had tanned skin, with brown eyes and brown, buzz cut hair. Today, he wore his classic camouflage clothes. He a camouflage shirt, pants and military boots. Around his neck, he wore a pair of, oddly enough, binoculars. He may have looked like a son of Ares, but he was actually a son of Apollo.
The girl was different. Her name was Scarlett Carter, but everyone who knew her just called her Scar, and she was the only other occupant of, what was moments ago, Hades cabin. She was 5'5" and had light brown hair with a lime streak; hazel eyes spotted with gold and tanned skin. She was 14, and wore a black tank top with black jeans and black shoes.
Julie looked over at G.C, and saw her staring at Peter, mouth slightly open. She noticed Julie staring, and snapped back to reality.
Peter gave the food to Julie. "Give him some, quick!" Julie lifted Lucas's head and poured the nectar down his throat.
At first, Lucas didn't move. Then he coughed, his head wound closing up.
"So…did we win?" He croaked.
Julie smiled. "Not yet."
An explosion rocked the grounds as three demigods flew overhead. One ended up in a tree, one crashed into the tree and the third ended up crashing right into Peter. Julie quickly ran over to the tree while G.C helped Peter up. Peter checked the demigods pulse. He shook his head.
Julie checked her demigods pulse. "Gone." She said, before the third and final demigod landed on top of her. Lucas ran over and helped her up as more explosions rocked the area around them.
"I think we better go!" He shouted, pulling Julie along behind him, Scar, Peter and G.C right behind them. They came to a line of bushes not far from the pine tree that guarded the borders of camp.
"Down, now!" Scar hissed. They all ducked down as no less then fifty of the dark figures walked in front of the burning buildings and broken bodies. A few of the bodies were stirring, still alive. Not for long. Three soldiers walked up to the three groaning bodies. One drew his sword…and skewered the demigod in front of him. The demigod let out a cry, before his eyes went lifeless. Another cry rang out. The last demigod, an Ares kid the others simply knew as Dwayne, groaned. A soldier kicked him, rolling him over. "We got to do something! We got to help him!" Scar whispered.
"Help him how?" Peter whispered back. "If we try to, they will kill us too!" The group turned back and watched the soldier pull out his spear, raise it above his head and…
A shout echoed over the valley. Lucas and Julie bowed their heads, unable to watch. Scar let out a low growl. G.C bit her lip in anger and Peter just shook his head.
The soldiers moved on, kicking the now dead body of Dwayne out of the way. The demigods stood and ran for the road. The all knew the same thing.
No matter who these guys were, where they came from, or why they were here, one thing was clear…any demigods who fought them, who stood against them, who even came near them…would die…
End of Chapter 1.
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Cogg.