Percy's POV

Me and my sister walk through the halls of the Prowler Daedalus. "So are you ready for the mission?" I ask her.

She nods. "Wash even assembled his old team to help us."

I can't help but smile underneath my helmet. I've worked with Washington's team in the past, this mission will certainly be 'interesting'.

"Is Annabeth gonna join us?" Persephone asks suspiciously.

I shake my head. "She's gonna stay on her prowler and try to cover up our little excursion."

Despite wearing a helmet I can tell my sister is rolling her eyes. "So she's not joining, as usual."

"Lets just get ready for the mission." I say, eager to change the topic. We enter the hanger and nine soldiers are sitting around a pelican. But the none of them know about the tenth soldier hiding in the shadows. I nod at her and she disappears.

My helmet identifies their FOF tags as , PFC Simmons, Private Donut, Private Lopez, MJPN Grif, Capt Tucker PFC Caboose, Agent Carolina and Agent Washington.

"What our mission?" Carolina asks.

"Our job is to infiltrate the Innie factory and destroy it before it supplies the rebels with arms. We're going to enter unarmored and disguised as workers. Once inside we plant explosives and get out. Oh and one more thing." I reveal a hologram of a crate, "According to Annabeth, this crate was reported stolen, and contains extremely dangerous weapons. We're gonna bring it back."

"No armor, why? So we can all die quickly?" Grif says sarcastically.

I roll my eyes. "If things go according to plan, we won't need it. Now, are there any questions?"

Carolina speaks up. "Does the brass know about the mission?"

I look at her shocked.

Her question left me speechless. They all look at me, waiting for my answer. I finally let out a sigh. "No they don't."

I let this information sink in. After a second I speak up again. "I know that I'm asking a lot out of you. So if anyone wants to back out now, I won't blame you."

Wash shrugs. "Don't worry about me, I've done this kind of thing before."

The others nod and murmur amongst themselves, but no one backs out. I smile. "Alright everyone, mount up, we meet back here in an hour!"


We take a freighter to the loading area. As I adjust my coveralls the radio crackles. "Incoming ship, identify yourself."

"F-0110W." Persephone answers.

"What's your cargo." The man on the other line inquires.

I look at my tacpad and say. "Fusion coils and propane tanks."

"Alright everything seems to check out. You can land."

Persephone lands and we all unload the equipment. I discreetly place an M6D pistol in my pocket.

"Split up into your assigned teams everyone. Once you've planted the explosives, meet back here." I whisper to them.

Me and my sister move to in one direction while Wash and Carolina's team moves on the other, fortunately the guards don't pay us any attention.

I mentally go over the map of the factory. "Come on, lets head to communications." I whisper to my sister.

"Why would we go there?' She asks.

I grin despite myself. "Someone will need to create a distraction while Wash and Carolina's teams continue the mission.

The two of us push through the doors leading to the construction area. It's large enough to hold eight basketball courts inside. Thousands upon thousands of guns and vehicles on conveyor belts are bring made at an impressive rate by a combination of robotic machine and human workers.

If this factory is able to arm the rebels, our war with be much more difficult to win. We walk through the crowded assembly lines, staying near the shadows.

Soon we reach the end of room and we push through some doors to a narrow hallway.

"Lets get moving." I grin.


Wash's POV

"Lets move team." I whisper, leading my squad in the reactor. We reach the reactor where a single worker is typing on the computer, he's too engrossed in his task to notice us.

I creep up behind him and grab the side of his neck. The man cries out in surprise as I slam his head onto the console, knocking him out.

I gesture for Tucker to drag his body out of sight as I sit down and begin typing. Caboose pulls out a sticky detonator and prepares to shoot it.

"We won't need that here Caboose." I assure him. "I'm gonna overload the reactor and that will probably blow up most of the factory."

"Then why do we need these?" He asks.

"To make sure nothing useful survives, and overloading the reactor will make it look like an accident." I explain.

Caboose nods. "I had an accident on my bed this morning."

I sigh. "I told before, don't drink so much water before going to sleep. Just keep watch of the doors."

I continue taping on some icons. The alarm suddenly blares out. Tucker rushes back. "Wash, what did you do?"

"It's not my fault!" I argue. "Damn holographic locks! Can you buy me some time?"

Tucker nods and pulls out a pistol. I frantically continue trying to break the locks as someone bangs on the door. "Let us through!"

"Not happening asshole!" Tucker yells back. "Wash you better hurry up."

The door suddenly bursts open and a squad of rebels open fire. Tucker leaps behind a table and fires his pistol. I finish typing then dives to the table beside Tucker.

Tucker pokes his head and shoots a rebel. I fire my own gun as Caboose runs beside me. "I thought you were watching the door." I remind him.

"I was," He argues. "I watched them come in."

I manage to hit a rebel in the stomach then shoot him in the head. Tucker throws me his gun. "Cover me Wash."

"Caboose, these guys are on our side. You should go help them." I say. Caboose suddenly empties the clip of his gun at the rebels. Two fall, leaving three left.

Tucker rushes out with his energy sword drawn. He stabs one guard in the chest then kicks him to the ground. The other guard fires his gun but Tucker ducks under it and swings his sword up at the man's chin.

I reload my gun and fire at the last soldier.

"We better get out of here before more soldiers arrive." I say, running back to the hallways followed by the rest of my team.


Carolina's POV

I fire my sticky detonator at a finished Scorpion tanks before moving to the next vehicle in the motor pool.

"Are you guys finished?" I ask to Red team.

Simmons places some C12 on a Warthog. "

"Ya, thats the last of them." Simmons says.

I nod. "Good, now lets get back to the hanger. We'll wait for everyone else there."

"Wait," Donut says. "Look." He points at several crates. "Like the ones we're supposed to recover." Grif and Simmons grab the crates and begins hauling them behind us.

As we run back to there door two guards stop us. "Halt, the factories been infiltrated. We were asked to double check all workers."

"We're needed on the hanger." I insist. "These crates need to be loaded immedieatly."

The guard grunts. "Fine, just show me some identification."

Sarge suddenly punches the guard in the face. "Heres your identification, you just got sarged."

The other guard raises his gun, but Lopez headbutts the guard and takes his rifle. We head out of the of the motor pool as a squad of soldiers charges at us.

I quickly draw an SMG and sweep it at them. Sarge grabs a soldiers shot gun then yanks it from his grip before shooting him with his pistol.

Sarge pumps the shotgun. "Thats more like it."

The rest of Red team draws their pistols and finishes off what left of the rebels. I press the detonator and a deafening explosion rocks the ground.

An elevator opens up and three rebels exit. I empty my SMG and enter the elevator.


Percy's POV

"Ready sis?" I ask, pulling out a hidden knife, crouching by the door of the communications room.

"Ya" She replies.

I stab the panel beside the door and the door shoot open. The guard turns around and before he can scream I slash my knife across his neck.

I throw it at another trying to grabbing his rifle. I hit the deck as my sister enters drawing two pistols from her overalls and firing at the rebels inside.

"Wash, Carolina, what the situation?" I ask over my ear piece.

We've reached the hanger, just trying to get past their guards." Carolina reports. "We've also recovered the crates."

"Um, I think we ran a little problem." Caboose says. I hear Wash's screams and the sound of machine gun fire in the background. "I'm pretty sure Tucker did it."

"Alright Caboose I'm on my way." I reply. "Where are you?"

"We're outside in the courtyard." He replies. I turn to Persephone. "Find Carolina and get a aboard that ship. Then pick me and blue team up."

"Good luck." She says, running off.


I make my way outside where Wash is being chased by a M12 LRV or 'Warthog'. The man on the jeeps machine gun turret take a second to aim then begin firing.

"CAR!" Wash shouts, narrowly avoiding several bullets.

I pull a grenade out of my belt then remove the pin. Taking only a second to aim I throw it at the jeep. It lands on the passenger seat of the warthog.

The driver struggles to keep his jeep balanced and get the grenade at the same time. As he picks it up the grenade goes off, reducing the jeep into a smoldering wreckage.

I leap off and run to Tucker and Caboose who have taken cover behind a tank while rebels fire upon the. Wash soon joins us and raises his gun. "Whats the plan?"

"We wait. Everyone else should arrives." After a few minutes of fighting, still no evac. "Sis, whats the hold up?" I ask.

"Theres a problem with the ship," My sister says. "It sort of blew up. Just use that panic button."

I mentally slap myself. I forgot about the panic button. I press it with a grin. I then raise my pistol and continue firing. Soon a pelican appear firing it's chin mounted gun at the rebels.

This blows most of them away as the dropship lands. The remaining rebels carefully take aim at the bay doors, waiting for the crew to exit.

As soon as the bay door opens the rebels gasp, there was no one inside. However a shimmer catches my eye.

An invisible figure rushes out and leaps up. The figure lands in the center of their group and punches the nearest rebel, sending him skidding on the ground.

The figures invisibility wears off showing a black armored Spartan. The rebels cry out and ready their guns.

The Spartan kicks the rebel in front of her aside then whirls around, firing her SMG, dropping more. I raise my gun and rush to help the Spartan.

The battle was over quickly. I shot one enemy still trying to crawl away. "Everyone onboard!" I shout.

I look at the Spartan who saved us. "Thanks Tex." She nods, glancing around. "Wheres everyone else?"

"In the hanger. We're gonna rescue them." I sit on the co-pilot seat as Tex takes the controls. We fly to the hanger where a large gunfight has ensued.

"Take over." I says to Tex, stepping out of the controls.

The hangar door begins closing as Tex removes the safeties if the ships weapons. She fires a pair of missiles at the door.

Tex crashes the ship, crushing some very surprised rebels. The bay doors open and I grab a shotgun from the weapons locker.

An enemy soldier raises his gun at me. I pump a round in and blast him with my shotgun. I move out of the ship, looking for my sister. Carolina and the Reds are fighting close together in a cluster of barricades, but no sign of Persephone. The Blues join the fight, running to them.

I could briefly see her crouching behind a crate, trying to return fire with assault rifle. I head to her position, firing my shotgun.

I hit one guard in the back, who crumples to the ground. Several of the guards turn fire at me.

I dive to the side and reload my gun to return fire. Persephone leaps out, firing her rifle. Several guards falls as she moves forward. Once she's close enough my sister draws a pair of knives and stabs a guard.

She dives under another and strikes his gut. I charge out firing my shotgun while she cuts the rebels down. The two of us meet in the middle as more guards come. We run to the Red and Blues position.

The Pelican VTOL roars to life as the gunship hovers a few feet of the ground. It's chin mounted machine gun pops up and begins rotating.

Me and the others take cover as the gun literally tears the rebels apart with a hail of bullets. The ship rotates 90 degrees and we all rush inside. While Simmons and Grif garb the crates.

While we exit the hangar, Wash pulls out a detonator and blows up the core.


"ETA on Earth is in a few minutes sir. You and your men might want to get ready." A black armored soldier says. "We already have a ship ready for you in the hanger."

"Thanks you." I says, heading down to the hanger.

On my way through the hanger Annabeth stops me. She smiles. "Thanks for your help. You've done a great thing for the UNSC."

I smile back. "I guess that means you're free tonight?"

Annabeth giggles. "Don't worry, after this we'll be spending a lot of time together."

As I walk away, Annabeth stops me. "Percy, can I borrow the necklace I gave you."

"Why?" I ask.

"To get in engraved." She says.

I shrug and remove it, handing it to her. With that she goes the other way while I head to the pelican.

"Everyone ready?" I ask to my team.
They nod, getting on board the Pelican. Grif takes the controls and takes us down.


We soon reach camp half-blood where me and my sister disembark from the ship. I smile. "Quiet now, we don't want to cause any trouble."

She nods and we quietly creep through the camp. I hear the Red and Blues pelican take off. I look back and before the ship can go anywhere a rocket is fired at it. The projectile strikes the wing of the dropship.

The pelican spins around uncontrollably and crashes into the forest. I watch in horror at this sight while a small gasp escapes Persephone's mouth.

Without saying another word the two of us jog back there. The two of us draw our swords as pelicans smoldering wreckage comes to view.

I frantically look around for the shooters. An Ares camper holds up a rocket launcher and takes aim again.

The Ares cabin counselor, Clarisse raises her megaphone. "Attention traitors, you have ten seconds to step out and surrender!"

"Whats going on?" Persephone asks, lowering her sword. Clarisse smacks her in the gut with her rifle.

I place myself in between the two of them. "What are you doing!?"

More Ares campers move out of the pelican with their weapons drawn. They're all leading the Reds and Blues out, along with the crates loaded a while ago. "It's explosives sir."

Leading them is a centaur and my teacher Chiron. From the waist down, he's a white stallion. The waist up is a middle aged man.

He regretfully draws his bow and aims it at me. "I'm sorry my boy, but you are under arrest."