The Music Begins (Book 1)
Chapter Two - Revelation
~Third Person POV~
Time Skip 6 Months
Desmond, masquerading as Damien had been claimed at the campfire as a child of Apollo. During the capture-the-flag, he managed to peg 2 Hunters before he went down, gaining camp's respect. Of course, the Hunters would have felt suspicious if he had come to camp in his original form. His originally long messy, just-rolled-out-of-bed black hair and azure blue eyes where changed. He cast an incantation to alter those, to a short, brown hair with streaks of blonde and brown eyes. The Hunters didn't question him further when he said he had a twin, which could be seen as true, given his alter ego look-alike.
~Desmond/Damien POV~
Beckendorf left for a mission to blow up Kronus's ship, a short while before the Hunters left. I left for my own mission: stop the reinforcements coming through New Jersey. Their checkpoint is medusa's lair. I needed to stop them setting up a forward post, otherwise they would be able to start the war sooner than expected.
I made sure no one was looking, then I quickly teleported to the ambush site I had picked out. They would not be suspicious if they made it into the lair where they could set up defenses. They would lower their guard during the last 100m stretch (personal experience) and that would be perfect. I started another song to boost my speed.
Runaway by Bon Jovi
Chorus
Ooh… She's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say
Ooh… She's a little runaway
Time seemed to slow down as I calmly placed the GFMs (Greek Fire Mine) on the ground, prepared the Greek Fire Flamethrowers in the trees, rigged the statues to blow if anyone got within 5 feet, etc. when they came, the mechanisms worked, the bus blew up, the surviving monsters tried to escape, but were trapped by the Greek Fire walls I formed with the flamethrowers. No survivors. I then took my bicycle and cycled back to camp.
When I got there, Percy had returned but from the others, I learned that Beckendorf had died. He was one of my best friends in camp. Another song flowed, but it was more to calm me down then anything.
~Line Break~
All counselors were called to the Big House, to discuss the Great Prophecy, which apparently is starting today. It goes like this:
A half-blood of the eldest gods,
Shall reach sixteen against all odds.
And see the world in endless sleep,
The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap.
The Musician's aid is required,
Or the consequences shall be dire.
The prophecy was due in 4 days, and then the hero of the prophecy, disappeared. Annabeth said he had a plan, and we had to go to New York, Olympus. We reached there, just in time to see a huge hellhound next to Percy. He led us to Olympus, although I hated the place. He and Annabeth had a chat with the messenger God Hermes. Good thing I was outside or I would have been taken away. While they were talking, I was reading the energy signatures of the people in New York City. I realized something was wrong when the energy signal was cut. And see the world in endless sleep. I yelled for the others to take a look in the binoculars, and our horrors were confirmed when we saw the pedestrians lying in all sorts of positions, sleeping.
When Percy and Annabeth came out, Michael Yew told him to take a look. When Percy saw the scene, he seemed about to explode. I could tell, since I was reading everyone's energy signal. This allows me to keep track of where everyone, their mood, and status are. To the others, he seemed a bit upset, but he was a raging inferno underneath.
Later, we gathered at the ground floor. We were split up, and sent to our different bridges and tunnels. There was a moment of panic, when the Lincoln tunnel was without a cabin to defend, but the replacement was just as bad. The Hunters. That girl Thalia nearly recognized me, but I managed to convince her otherwise.
I stuck with the Apollo cabin, to the Williamsburg Bridge. There, a huge army of maybe 400 strong was on the Brooklyn side of the bridge. We quickly set up a defense, and waited for them to come. I had my bow out, and waited for them. The next hour was madness. The enemy came nonstop, hiding behind a dracaena shield wall. And to make things worse, old Beef head was back. He held a second axe (I'm holding onto the first one) and was urging on the troops. Michael called Percy but I called him after the call was ended.
"Hello?"
Percy, this is Damien. Go to the Queens-Midtown tunnel. The Aphrodite cabin needs help."
"But-"
"I have the situation under control. Go help them."
I cut the line, and put away the bow. Pulling out the canister, I strode out from behind the school bus we were hiding behind. Several campers called out to me, but I ignored them.
The Fighter by Gym Class Heroes
Chorus
Until the referee rings the bell,
Until both your eyes start to swell,
Until the crowd goes home, what we wanna do ya'll?
Give em hell, turn their heads,
Gonna live life 'til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain,
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me,
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter,
Here comes a fighter.
That's what they'll say to me, say to me,
Say to me, this one's a fighter
The all-too familiar energy flow coursed through my veins. The enemy will not live to tell Kronus about the Song Master.
~Michael POV~
That fool! He just walks out, and expects to live? I could only watch in horror as a hellhound lunged at him. I closed my eyes, but instead of his screams, there was a faint poof sound, and I opened them again. He still stood there, with an axe – where did that come from? – And a pile of dust at his feet. Arrows flew at him but he slashed them out of the sky.
"Hey Beef head! Want this back?!"
I saw his axe, and it looked like the one the Minotaur has.
He must have fought it before, in full battle regalia! It bellowed, and charged Damien. The idiot will get killed! However, I noticed a slight red coloured glow on his skin. I watched as he charged the Minotaur, and stepped inside its swing. He pivoted, and rammed his elbow in to the Minotaur's nose, using both their momentum to cause extra damage. The big guy dissolved into dust. Damien picked up the other axe; it shrunk, and collapsed into a flashlight sized canister. Damien surveyed the battlefield, and grinned. "Well C'mon!"
He was a demon, both axes out, smashing through the army. I rained arrows on them, and the monsters fled, 20 out of 400. He however didn't stop. He threw one axe, cleaved open two more monsters, and –WHOA! - shot fire and lightning at the rest. Fire and Lightning?! Could this be…?
Damien turned around and grinned. "Michael, you should know who I am, dad contacted you didn't he?"
The world seemed to be yanked out from under my feet. The Song Master…
~Line Break~
~Third Person POV~
"My lord, it is indeed true, there is a new Song Master. His name is Damien, has short, brown hair with streaks of blonde and brown eyes. He is 16 years old, and-"
"Enough! I shall meet him on the battle field, perhaps he would like to convert when he realizes the situation".
"But my lord, your regeneration-"
"SILENCE! Go prepare the troops, we set off immediately".
"Y-Yes sir. As you wish S-Sir"
As Ethan left the tent, Kronus reclined on his throne. "Yes Damien, we most certainly shall meet soon".
~Desmond/Damien POV~
As the last of the monster dust blew away, I strode back to Manhattan, when
Left incoming!
I leapt right, rolled, and deflected the rest of the arrows off my axes. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw several Apollo campers turning back to help. "NO!" I screamed. "He's MINE!" the barrage stopped, and I fired up another song.
She's So Mean By Matchbox 20
Chorus
Sayin' yeah and you want her,
But she's so mean
You'll never let her go
Why don't you let her go?
It's a general purpose song, and I used the energy within to rejuvenate myself. I heard Kronus dimly say, "… fight for the winning side".
I replied, "Sure!"
Michael protested, but I walked up to Kronus, and bowed. When his guard dropped, even a tiny bit, I lunged forward and smashed the flat side of my axe against him, sending him flying back.
"I fight for the winners, and crush the losers".
With that I charged, and shoulder slammed Kronus. While he was disoriented, I slashed several mounted warriors before they could move. Heads will roll… This time I let loose the wild personality within me, and the enemy demigods were crushed. Kronus soon found himself standing in a field of demigod carnage. He pulled out his scythe, and we went head to head, Axes vs. Scythe.
~Michael POV~
For a moment there, I was worried that he would actually join the titan Kronus. When he devastated his troops within 2 minutes, I was shocked at his battlefield prowess. This was the true fury of the Song Masters unleashed. The previous Song Masters skills are passed into the next generation Song Master, which means Damien has eons of skills in himself. Watching it unleashed is terrifying. As he and the titan went head to head, I made sure everyone else was back in Manhattan, before climbing the support cables. I wondered where Percy was. It's not like him to not rush to help his friends.
I notched my last GFC (Greek Fire Concentrate) arrow and took aim. The angle was perfect, there was no wind, and Kronus was so close that I hardly needed to compensate for drop. I lined them up and fired.
Kronus caught fire, and he stumbled in panic. Damien followed with several swings. Underhand, left cross, backhand, right hook; he kept pounding Kronus before Kronus could concentrate enough to slow time. Eventually, Kronus was smashed off the bridge, sent tumbling into the East river. I watched as the currents sent him out to sea.
Damien was grinning like a maniac. Screw that, he was a maniac. He was twitching, a mad grin on his face. I took a deep breath and concentrated. I channeled energy to him, concentrating on forcing his crazed side back into his head, and let him regain his senses. When he returned to himself, he groaned, and pitched forward. I caught him and dragged him back into Manhattan.
All in all, we were successful in defending the Williamsburg Bridge from Kronus. Yay. They will be back.
~Line Break~
As I rested in the chair next to Damien's bed, I recalled the legends of the song masters. They were capable of unleashing any power and skill, which is why they are often the wild card in any war. Whoever gets the Song Master on their side often ends up winning. But the Gods are after him, why would he want to fight for them? My thoughts were disturbed when he started stirring.
"Hey, how are you feeling?"
He rasped out, "Like I was on the rack, stretched until my limbs almost came out, and then thrown into an erupting volcano. Of course I'm fine".
I snorted, "Like as if".
His face contorted, and a yellow/orange glow came over him. I saw the tension leave him, as he slowly relaxed. I got up while he was still healing himself and left the room.
"Be careful. We need you for the final stand." And with that I shut the door.
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