Chapter 6
(A/N)Happy late Halloween guys! Have some internet candy #(/\/\)#
Percy's POV
Of course we had to be in the middle of fight. An Olympian versus the camp, apparently. Who was it? I couldn't see through the explosions of Celestial bronze rocket launchers. In these days, we had really modernized Camp. Guns, rocket launchers, grenades… et cetera. But we decided to keep the old weapons. Melee weapons would stay the same, and we still used bows. These new weapons were too resource-intensive.
So, back to the Olympian. It was Hermes. Huh. The messenger god. What message would he be sending? I ordered for the Archers to stop. Their eyes widened at my arrival. I put my swords to Hermes throat. "What message do you have for us?" I asked in a threatening tone.
He gulped. "I…I… have…uh…come to…to…say…"
"Cut the crap, Hermes. Just tell us the message."
"Zeussayshewillcrushtherebellionandzapyouifyouhavethenervetoattackgoodbye!" Said Hermes, clearly terrified, and streaked off as fast as he had come.
I laughed at the terrified god and approached camp. I showed them Riptide and they welcomed me in.
"Percy, we have been under attack by the Olympian forces for the year you were banished." Reported Malcolm.
"So, what are we going to do, huh? Sit here and wait? Wait for the Olympians to overwhelm us? Wait for our deaths? Heck no! We'll get a battle plan to crush Olympus, mark my words! We'll force the Olympians to be better rulers, overthrow them if we have to! We'll send every single damn bit of tyranny to freaking Tartarus!"
By now, the entire camp was gathered just to hear my words. A few applauded. Some stared in disbelief in my return. But most of them just stood there gaping.
"What are you waiting for?! Get to work demigods!"
They all hustled off. The councilors came over.
"Where have you been?"
"How are we going to do this?"
"Those Olympians are going to get my spear in their face!"
"Calm down, guys. We'll need a plan before we're going to take over Olympus. For now… let's just see what we have."
Hermes' POV
Since Percy had come back from Tartarus, his aura had grown so strong, it could rival his father's. And he was pissed. Real pissed. At us. Not to mention his friends too. They attack every Olympian they see. I didn't do anything to them! I would be laughed at for eons.
"Father." I reported.
"What news of the rebels have you?"
"They have guns and rocket launchers. Also, Perseus Jackson and his band of demigods has returned!"
The council was an uproar.
"No way!"
"Impossible!"
"Preposterous!"
"But I have seen it with my own eyes. He has grown more powerful, dad. His power…" I shuddered at the thought. "…Could be as great as yours."
The council got even louder than before. Zeus started to get extremely paranoid, since he couldn't bear the thought of someone being as powerful as him.
"THIS IS IT!" He thundered. "THESE PESKY LITTLE DEMIGODS HAVE GONE TOO FAR!" Everyone flinched at his loud voice.
"Ummm… are you sure it's a good idea? We don't even have an army…"
"Ahhh, but I am sure my son Hephaestus will gladly make some automatons for us?" He stared pointedly at Hephaestus.
"Yes." Wall all he said and flashed away.
"And Ares will get some of his dead warriors to help?"
"Yes father!" He said eagerly, hungry for more bloodshed.
"I will personally meet Tartarus and borrow some of his… forces."
Sudddenly, Percy appeared in an IM, surprising us all.
"So… Olympians." He said in a cold tone. "I believe that you are preparing for war?"
"THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, PUNY DEMIGOD!"
"I believe this is all of our business, Zeus. Will you risk the resources, your power, your pride, your strength, your children and possibly your very lives?"
"YOU INSOLENT DEMIGOD!" The rest of the Olympians used their remaining strength to restrain Zeus from destroying the throne room.
"You need some anger management lessons, Uncle. This may as well be your last chance for peace without conflict."
"NEVER!" He disconnected the IM in a fit of rage.
Piper's POV
"Fine!" I admitted to myself. I had feelings for Percy. But I wasn't ready to confess my love to him yet. I still had lingering feelings for Jason. But we needed to move on. Stop looking at the past. Treasure the present. Treasure Percy. I wasn't sure if he had feelings for me yet.
Knock knock. "Come in." I said to whoever was at the door. Percy. Of course it was Percy.
"What do you need, Percy?" I asked, maybe a bit too enthusiastically.
"To discuss your role as a diplomat in this war."
My heart sank. "Okay."
"If you don't want to, you don't have to… I mean… It's kinda clear they don't want peace."
"No, it's fine! Well, only if you're there to protect me. I don't want to be zapped by some mad Olympian."
"That will be fine."
(A/N) Probably the longest chapter I've ever wrote. The longer the better! Read on and Review!