Chapter 3 - The Attack On Camp Half-Blood

3rd Person's PoV

'I'm your follower in the light/Yet I'm invisible in the night/At various sizes I appear/I won't harm you, have no fear/What am I?'

"Foolish the mortals when they created this." A male voice made an apparition out of nowhere, in the outskirts of New York City. What it seemed as a joke, it only worked to enraged his partner, who was even more hidden than he was.

"I follow no light!" His partner had hissed, passing the enraged stage and reaching furious. "Light follows me! She is my daughter."

"Say it three times, maybe she'll come around this time," the patience of the male was heard in his voice, which wasn't appreciated by his partner. "You'll maintain that quarrel for eons, yet she always gives-"

"Don't you even go there, Erebus!" the female warned, the shadows forming a hand and pressing it against what it looked like a neck, "I will always defeat her... She's not more powerful than me!"

"Could you two please stop arguing!?" a third voice made an apparition, also clearly a man, but with all the impatience of a teenager. Both, Erebus and his companion turned to see the new comer. Just like them, he was made out of shadows, but his body was far away from being solid. Was as if his presence would be a little in every shadow of this city, "That's all you do, argue, argue, argue! I'm still surprised you could even get along to bore kids..."

"Since you owe us your creation, I suggest you keep your mouth quiet, Helix." the before mentioned Helix rolled his eyes (which had no eyeball, only dark deep hollow cavities), before the temperature decreased a few degrees where he was. He wasn't the representation of the shadows and the darkness for nothing...

"I paid that debt a long time ago... mother." Helix used a sarcastic tone on his own mother. "Now, I think is time to rewarded me with what you promised, a city consumed by the shadows for my own rule!"

"And, you'll have it, Helix." Erebus still wondered how he and Nyx, no less, named their child as if he was some kind of blade. Maybe because it's his cold and direct approach what cuts you open before you can react? Probably. But, after the fiasco of two children born to serve the light, Nyx was more than willing to create a new one under her own terms . "You'll just have to wait until tonight, when your strength is at maximum capacity-"

"I want my city, NOW!" like every pampered kid, Helix demanded things and, when the answer was 'no' (which was most of the time), he'd work his way to get it, no matter who he had to kill or what he had to do. Something that Nyx was quite proud about. It had taken centuries, but Helix finally proved himself to be worthy of having a chance of leading the army of the darkness. If he blew it, which was what Nyx expected from him, she would take command and reclaim her power. Erebus would only be a trophy husband, which will bound the darkness into her favor.

"If you can't wait until the most tactical and beneficially night for us all, I suggest to either step back or withdrew from leading my army." Nyx mentioned, as if she was talking about the weather, knowing it will hurt Helix's ego and dignity. Helix huffed and decided to make a tactical retreat, claiming that he wasn't as young as he was and that he deserved a little respect from his own parents. "Impatience and a fool. He's gonna ruin this assault..."

"Those qualities, he got them from you." though it wasn't the best thing to say, Erebus couldn't stop himself from teasing his wife for what it was worth to her.

"At least he got something from me!" she snapped back at him, clearly in the mood to annihilated him. "All he got from you were those stupid darkness tricks!"

"Don't you dare mention 'tricks' to me." Erebus, for the first time in the conversation, smirked at his partner, "or did you forget how easy is to fool you...?" Nyx's attack wasn't long behind. She pulled together some darkness and smashed it against his chest, causing a small wound on it. But nothing Erebus couldn't repair for himself. "You'd be wise to remember who pulled you out of your mansion, Nyx, before you start maiming the rest of your army..." with those last words, Erebus disappeared from Nyx's side before reappearing by the edge where their army awaited.

Erebus wasn't stupid. He would normally stay neutral in war, but Nyx had convinced him that, after thousand of years since the last war, why shouldn't someone else try to control the mortal world? Erebus knew he'd never control the army, that was Nyx ,and with her agreeing lightly, Helix. Erebus hoped Helix would inherited some of his planning skills, as well as his patience, but it was useless. When he found him inside a tent, sharpening a dagger, knew that he wasn't taking the waiting very well.

"We cannot attack a city full of mortals without mortal weapons."

"We already agreed on this, Helix. The darkness will only put them unconscious, in a sleepy state," Erebus reminded him. "Helix, who would you rule into fear you if you don't leave subjects to do so?" Helix was taken aback by the logic behind the reasoning of his father. He hadn't thought about it that far. Foo was the word for him, could be without a doubt. But, Helix was no thinker. He was more of the kind that fix everything with brute force.

"You think that the Olympians would allow one of their 'precious subjects' a ticket to the Underworld?" Helix snorted upon that thought. "They way we'll take the city, they probably wouldn't notice..."

"We should not take chances, son." Erebus recommended, but his thoughts weren't heard.

"The Olympians reigned too far longer than they should have! It's time to give back those reigns to the Primordial's!" Helix stood up from his place, dropping the blade on his lap and walking out of the tent. Outside of it, most of the armies of darkness stood there, ready for battle. Flanks of nightmares, cavalries of fears, and let's not forget, the soldiers of the night, one of the most feared armies between the immortals, never put in use. Tonight, it was time for that.

"It is time..." Erebus was shocked when he heard the voice of Nyx next to his ear. Of course he knew it was time, the sun was hiding and Apollo was finishing his route over the skies. Helix, next to his own mother, was wearing a dark yet shiny armor around his shadowy figure. As if he wanted to melt the darkness and the coldness within him and make a protective gear. "Son." Helix, hearing his cue, took a step forward.

"Soldier of the darkness!" He shouted, so everyone could listen to them, "You've been training for this moment for years! You've been trained and tossed aside, as the other Primordial's decided you were disposables, even the Gods, in their infinite arrogance, thought that their own bastard kids would be a better defense than you!" the troops started to move around their places, clearly ready to engage battle, "Tonight, not only you'll show them how wrong they are, but we're taking back what belongs to us, and only us! A world plunged into darkness, where our voice, and your voices, would never be quieted down!" This speech earned Helix some points with his troops, who were getting even more impatient, "Turn this world into darkness! Put every mortal unconscious! The Olympians will fall down... tonight!"

"Well said, son." Nyx congratulated him, leaving their men to agree in shouts what their leader just told them, "Remember, you get New York City if this works out as planned..."

"Do not worry, Mother," Helix's smirk was the evilest thing around, "We will come out victorious."

The attack on New York City had begun...

A/N: Again huge thanks to SilverHuntresse for writing the story. Along with that chapters are going to be around 1.5k now instead of 1k.