Thanks to all those who reviewed my story. Next chapter... but it will be a bit short and I might not be able to update regularly anymore so without further ado! (I don't own PJO and HoO cast. Rick Riordan does)


5000 years later

I was hiding in the overgrowth for the cutters and goons to pass the mark. As soon as the last goon crossed the mark, I gave a ping to my sensor signaling the GO! sign. Suddenly, loud bangs filled the air, each bullet taking out their target. Too easy, I thought. Then I saw a flash of green plasma flying overhead. When it hit the building, the building started melting like it was butter on a frying pan. I checked to see what shot the plasma. I grinned. Although I didn't have telepathy I could tell the others liked a target which could actually fight back. A pair of Tankers came out from a hill. Usually travelling in pairs, they serve as the heavy artillery for their army. They can raze bases to dust in mere minutes. Roars sounded across the battlefield and adrenaline started pumping into me. Bearillas! I thought. This is going to be very fun indeed. Bearillas looked like half gorilla and half bear, brutal in nature. They came barreling at us with energy axes and earth shaking maces. We took out our own melee weapons and stood our ground. We were preparing for a fight until I got a message from the cruiser, The Argos.

"Ground teams, Ground teams, get the Hades out of there, I repeat, get the Hades out of there, abort the mission, The Argos out!"

We looked at each other and sprinted to our transport ship. Since Shadow got there first (not saying he's fastest) he went to the controls. When I made sure everyone got onboard I signaled Shadow to lift off. As we left for The Argos, we saw other transport ships taking hits from fighter planes. I was looking out searching for another transport ship when I saw one of the transport ship shoot down an enemy fighter plane. Must be them, I thought. I saw one of our ships, a destroyer, The Heracles, blow up an enemy ork ship. As we neared our cruiser, two lances of blue energy gut through The Heracles. We only saw the front part of the destroyer sizzle before it exploded into little bits of metal. As soon as the captain confirmed that we have docked our transport, he ordered for a slip-space travel.

A few minutes later, we were at the moon, our base of operations- where we pleged ourselves to his cause, to protect the people of Earth- Lord Chaos was waiting for us at the docks. He beckoned us to follow him to his chambers. He looked very disturbed.

"What is wrong Lord Chaos?" I asked warily.

"I have a mission which you might find….unpleasent." he said sadly.

"Sir?"

"I need you and your troops to help the Gods and Camp Half-Blood." And looked at me with worry. I visibly stiffened at the thought of this.

"Yes sir." I said icily.