So this would be my first fanfiction, and it's in trial mode right now because I want to see if I love the idea. For those of you who read my original first chapter I apologize for the awful typos, I tried publishing from my phone and I regret that decision with all of my soul. This story takes place a year or two after the Giant War and the Seven along with the rest of our favorites are in separate camps or on different adventures.

Disclaimer: I own nothing or I wouldn't be a broke little human, I just have this plot

The screams dragged Hazel from her sleep, but it was the smoke that sent her into true panic. She bolted out of bed and out the barrack door, Spatha in hand, and was immediately knocked to the floor by a hellhound the size of a small car, lunging for her throat. Hazel rolled as it came forward and stabbed it in the ribcage, the howl of pain briefly drowning out the screams from outside as she swiftly impaled it a second time and watched it dissolve into shadows.

Approaching her door more carefully this time, she tried to blend into the shadows the way Nico always seemed to be able to do effortlessly and stopped in horror as she confronted the scene before her. Smoke rose from the barracks as their roofs glowed red from angry flames while soldiers attempted to fend off growing hordes of monsters, some Hazel couldn't even name. Her bunkmates ran out onto the path in an effort to help but it seemed that the monsters outnumbered the entire legion 3 to 1. Hazel saw a squad of dracaena break open the doors of the barracks right next to her and begin to drag out screaming unarmed campers who had been taken by surprise.

As she stepped out to help she was sideswiped by a racing horse with razor sharp teeth and red eyes. Rearing up on its hind legs it tried to crush Hazel and as she rolled she steeled herself for the inevitable. She had to kill it. She loved horses, but this thing was a monster- and it was fast. Hazel had no time to think before it charged her again and caught her in its black hoofs that sliced through her pjs and deep across her chest and left arm. She bit back a scream of pain, ducking the next attack. She tried to move and ended up pinned against the barrack. Gritting her teeth she waited for it to rear again before slicing it straight up the middle and as it disintegrated she saw that the barracks around her were destroyed and any soldier who hadn't gotten out yet was dead. Her stomach clenched as she searched the faces for friends before spotting what looked the bulk of the legion trying to fend off the waves of monsters from the Praetorian Gate and the rest of Camp Jupiter.

Hazel ran. Something was very, horribly wrong and she didn't understand. Nothing made sense. Her arm was screaming in pain as she fought her way through monsters, collecting more minor injuries. This many monsters shouldn't have been able to get in. Even low level monsters like Harpies were here and with all the new defenses Reyna had put in, along with the Little Tiber to mark the border, it should have been impossible. Hazel ducked out of sight and tried to avoid monsters as she made her way to the Gate where it seemed that the Legion was being overwhelmed. Everything seemed unfocused, blurry. What was going on?

She saw Dakota trying to make his way to the gates and ran to catch up to him, dodging a Harpy and slamming it into a wall, leaving only dust behind.

"Dakota!" she yelled, hoping to catch his attention, stopping to help dispatch an empusa who had cornered a lone legionnaire.

"Dakota what is going on?!" she demanded when she finally reached him, running to match his pace.

"I have no idea Hazel" he panted, his eyes looked crazed. "It's like the border didn't do anything, didn't even slow them down."

"How can the border just fail?" she nearly shouted, alarm bells sounding inside her mind.

"I don't know!" he cried, both hacking through a horde of telekhines. It was every monster Hazel had seen...How?!

When they finally reached the Gates, fighting for every step, she saw Frank and Reyna trying to push back the wave and rally everyone together. Frank was covered in monster dust and blood and wearing his mythomagic pajama pants while Reyna wore what looked like it used to be a t shirt and shorts. It was hard to tell, as they had been shredded and were hanging off her frame in rags. The whole legion looked like this, even Jason, and Hazel spotted Piper who had just come to visit the previous morning. New Rome was being torn down as families tried to leave through the tunnels on either side of Camp that led to the Berkley and Oakland Hills, something Frank had wanted put in so that people could escape if needed.

Legionnaires slashed and hacked and Hazel tried to listen to orders as she plowed through monsters, trying to ignore the growing pain across her chest. Real fear gripped her body as she saw how badly they were outnumbered. Hazel heard Reyna call for a retreat and suddenly even the stars were blacked out by a beast Hazel had only heard stories of: a drakon. It was the size of a plane, and its acidic breath demolished buildings, burning was suddenly by her side, trying to guid warriors towards the doors.

"Everybody out!" He barked, forcing Hazel ahead of him toward the tunnel entrance.

Jason was standing next to the exit doors, the Imperial Gold reflecting the flames of New Rome. Slowly the doors were closing, as they designed to seal themselves shut in the event something like this happened. Thankfully it looked as if most of the living had already made it out. Or maybe so many were dead that there weren't many people left to escape. See pushed the thought from her mind.

The drakon roared and dropped from the sky, its talons tearing into the earth. As Hazel and Frank brought up the rear trying to push people through the slowly closing doors, Hazel realized that no matter what those doors were made out of they wouldn't stop a drakon. Frank seemed to realize this too, as they drew near the doors he shoved her into Jason.

"Keep her safe." Frank said, looking back out onto the field where the drakon was making its way towards them.

"Frank don't" Hazel pleased as Jason's grip tightened. "We can out run it, you won't be buying us much time."

Frank didn't say anything, only pressed something into Hazel's hand and kissed her quickly, passing Jason a pleading glance as he dashed back through the doors, ignoring Hazel's shouting and Jason's protests. The last image she saw was of him changing into something she couldn't quite catch before the doors slammed shut.

Jason dragged her down the escape tunnel path, tears streaming down her face, listening for any indication of what was going on. She heard screaming that suddenly ended and Jason pushed her further down the path, his face filled with grief.

Hazel ran till the morning peaked over the hills and she reached a camp where many of the civilians and legion had made it to, where Reyna stood giving orders. When she looked down at her hand to see what Frank had given her, fresh tears formed. Frank's dog tags stared back at her, and tears rolled down her face as she realized that that would be the only good bye she would ever get from her sweet, cuddly, panda bear warrior.

Her home was burned, Camp Jupiter had fallen.

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