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Percy-Omega
Annabeth-Alpha
Thalia-Epsilon
Jason-Sigma
Piper-Eta
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Percy stared at George underneath his dark hood. George smirked, taunting him, while Percy fought to remain his cool. Even though you want to strangle him, you must refrain and wait for Jason, er, Sigma to blow the whistle!, he reminded himself angrily, waiting patiently for Jason to blow the screechy whistle.
HEREECH! The demented, weird sound came through, causing George to jump up in surprise. Percy used that to his advantage, his watch shifting to his well trusted sword. He crouched down, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He saw that the opportunity was still there, and used it. Before George could recover from the terrible screech of the strange whistle, Percy knocked the dull, normal sword and swept at his legs with a nimbleness that showed the effort he'd poured into training.
George fell, his expression full of confusion and anger as he looked up at the winner. "Omega wins!", Clarisse smirked, but the smirk was gone just as soon as you might have seen it. Though it didn't stop her from mentally laughing, glad that George was beaten and finally shown his proper place after so long.
"Serves the ignorant brat right!", she muttered under her breath. George glared at Percy, then jumped up, trying to pull his hood off. Percy of course, dodged it, his quick, keen reflexes honed from decades of constant practice and training. He kneed George in return, and George staggered back with a angry growl.
Interrupting their...nice conflict, was the alarm. Chaos's Army speeded outside, quicker than the campers. They saw Prometheus, Polybotes, and a lot of others they didn't quite recognize.
"Probably the new ones Chaos was talking about," Annabeth whispered to her teammates.
"Foolish Half-bloods. With most of the seven gone, you have no chance against the winning side!", Prometheus growled. Yet he seemed different, looking a bit possessed, not only because of his new attitude, but because of the angry, demon blood red lusting for blood and revenge. Polybotes snorted, and the commanders divided up who they were going to kill quickly. Percy went for Prometheus and Polybotes, using the wind to shift upwards towards Prometheus. Fire danced on Prometheus's skin, burning through the rough skin of his, golden ichor oozing out.
"You will pay for that, Half-Blood! I was the one who brought Fire to you, foolish as I was! Bow to me!", he screeched, trying to throw Percy off. Percy continuously stabbed him, Finally, he disintegrated, ashes left in the spot where Prometheus was. Annabeth, Thalia, Jason, Nico, Clarisse, and the campers were fighting furiously, but they could tell that the commanders were doing most of it. Polybotes had picked up one of the thrashing campers. George! "I AM THE SON OF POSEIDON! I DEMAND YOU TO LET ME GOOO!", George screamed, thrashing around wildly while Polybotes opened his mouth, undoubtedly to bite his head off. Percy sighed, facepalmed, and jumped onto Polybotes, which forced him to let go of George, who was screaming wildly.
"YOU! HOW DARE YOU?!", Polybotes yelled in his face, his stinky breath surrounding the air. Percy smirked wildly, and used the wind to force it into his mouth, causing his face to bulge angrily. "You really need a breath mint!", he smirked, sneering at him. This only caused Polybotes face to bulge even more, for Percy was forcing it shut. Percy snapped his fingers, and they'd disintegrated into dust, concentrating a big portion of his power onto it.
The campers were in too much awe to do anything, and mostly just glad they didn't actually have to fight. The group glanced around at each other, before nodding at each other. Suddenly, they leaped forward, destroying monsters with ease. They used the elements around them to their advantage, as well as their weapons and close combat. They darted through the enemy lines with grace, leaving heaps of ashes wherever they went. When they were done, they looked unfazed and as calm as ever.
When the commanders finally looked at the campers, they scampered off, leaving them with George. Grins broke out, planning ways to get their revenge on George. They each slowly used their magic on him, glancing at each other with secretive smiles as they pulled tricks out of their books, mostly small things here and there that Chaos had taught them. They snickered at the thought of how it would kick in at certain moments. To finish it off, Piper charmspeaked George, making him not only follow his directions, but to also admire them. Smiling to each other, they sent George to his cabin. Let's do a prank!, Percy thought to the others. Definitely, let's make him fall in love with Clarisse first, the others agreed. That's a bit cruel to Clarisse though!, Percy remarked, but the look that his friends gave him was enough to convince him.
SO! Sorry, about this terrible piece of random words. Like always, grammar and spelling mistakes need to be corrected, so please tell me if there are. Ideas are also welcome, and criticism is as well! Also, sorry for not updating for so long. I tried to make the chapter a bit longer than the others! See ya in the next update!