A/N: I'm not happy with the fact that I only got three reviews with the last chapter, although I suppose that this is one time that I'll make an exception. After all, it's been a while since I've updated, and I thought that it was time for a new chapter.

Disclaimer: Don't own. Never will. Carry on now.

Chapter 6

Everyone turned around towards the sudden sound, and saw a sight that frightened them to their core.

About 400 monsters were at the barrier of the Camp, trying to break through.

A signal most likely had been issued between the ranks of the monsters, before they parted, and a human figure walked to the barrier. Muttering a few words in Greek, the human – or boy, as he was now identified – drew his sword and slashed at the barrier… shattering it.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Campers, suit up! We have a battle on our hands!" Percy ordered the campers. He himself drew out Riptide against and ran towards the first row of monsters.

Soon afterwards, the monsters stopped, and the first row circled Percy, eager to tear apart the son of Poseidon. Among the circle were some old faces, like the Minotaur and Medusa.

"What's up, Beef Face? Want to go another round? We all know who's gonna win this." Percy goaded the Minotaur, who got ready to charge.

Crouching down, Percy swirled around and met the strikes of the empousai. Trading blows back and forth, he mocked the rest of the monsters, wanting them to gang up on him. He had an idea, and it'd work well if the Minotaur charged.

Slash, dodge, parry, roll, stab, repeat. Percy ran through that routine again and again, fighting the hordes of monsters. He started backing up, towards the river in the forest.

Percy soon was forced into the water, which rejuvenated him. "Ok, time for the big finish!"

"Hey Beef Head! You SUCK!" Percy grinned at he parried two swords from empousai. The Minotaur barged forward, swinging his axe every which way, decimating monsters as they tried to get closer to Percy. "Closer, closer, closer…" He muttered. When Beef Head came within 11 feet of Percy, the son of Poseidon used water and surrounded the Minotaur's feet with it, then froze it. Breaking the lock he was in, Percy jumped backwards into the river, biding his time.

He swam off, then resurfaced a few feet away. Throwing Anaklusmos as a knife, he killed one of the empousai, and tackled the other to the ground. Forming an icicle, Percy stabbed the empousa, sending her back to Tartarus.

Pulling his pen from his pocket, Riptide saw the world once more.

"Well, I suppose you have to die now. Sorry, but this has to be quick." Percy stabbed the monster in the head, and ran towards the camp, worrying about the safety of the campers.

Once he reached the edge of the forest, what he saw horrified him.

Groups of monsters chased after groups of two or three demigods, running frantically across the camp. Others, trying to fight the monsters, soon were overpowered and put to rest.

Percy just stood there, taking all of this in, when a shriek that pieced his ears caused him to break out of his trance.

"ANNABETH!" Percy bolted towards the sound, behind the Hecate cabin, where most of the demigods were gathered to make a last stand of sorts. A bit behind them, monsters had sneaked up and only one person had noticed. Annabeth.

She tried to fend them off, and did so successfully for most of them. However, while she had two left, one attack had gotten through her defenses and made a gash in her ribs, drawing lots of blood.

One monster raised its sword, going in for the kill, when Percy's own met it in midair.

Pushing upwards, he broke the lock and kicked the monster in the chest, hard, sending it flying into its comrade behind him. He ran towards them, and stabbed them both through the heart, who disintegrated a few seconds later. He turned back around, and looked at Annabeth, who was barely conscious now, and had lost a lot of blood. Percy made a split second decision, and called, "WILL! I NEED YOU!" and laid Annabeth on the ground, who pulled herself up and leaned on a tree for support.

"Now now Annabeth, don't go to sleep on me…" Percy muttered while he ripped off part of his shirt, frantic to stop the bleeding. He suppressed the wound, while he waited for Will to arrive and help her. He could hear other battles going on around the camp, but right now Annabeth was his number one priority.

"Seaweed Brain, when have I *cough cough* ever failed you?" Annabeth put on a weak smile, despite the pain she was in.

"Never… and don't do it now Annabeth." Percy perked up as he heard running feet, and saw Will.

"Will! Take care of her, please. How're the other campers doing?"

"Not good Percy. Most of them are down, most unconscious. A few casualties, but only around ten." Will immediately set down to work on Annabeth.

"Thank the gods." Percy sprinted towards one of the battles. But after an idea flashed through his head, he whistled. A few seconds later, Blackjack appeared.

You called, boss? He asked.

"Yeah. Stay here and look after those two, ok? If Will needs something, tell me." Then he said, "Will? If you need something, tell Blackjack over here. He'll come get me." He nodded, and Blackjack agreed. Percy sped off once again, towards a battle.

This particular one was the Ares Cabin against a group of Hellhounds, Dracanae, and Empousai, all very vicious. Percy jumped in immediately, hacking away at various monsters.

Parry, roll, stab, slash, duck, repeat. Round after rounds of enemies appeared, all relentless. A few of his fellow campers went down due to various injuries, and soon Percy was left fighting with Clarisse and two of her brothers. Stabbing at a monster, he said, "Hey Clarisse! Never thought we'd be fighting together so well, huh? Perhaps it'd be great if we teamed up some time, yeah?"

Clarisse swung her spear around in an arc, forcing most of the monsters back, and growled, "Shut it Jackson. I can still cream you if I wanted with my bare hands."

"Ehh, oh well." Percy replied, fending off a particularly infuriating Hellhound. He sent it flying, and saw a monster sneaking up behind Clarisse, intent on stabbing through her body. "CLARISSE!" Percy ran to intercept the stab, and threw his own sword to do so. Pumping his legs faster, he saw Riptide flip forward, and saw that he would miss. So he could only watch on in horror as one of his greatest friends and allies was pierced through the heart by a monster. The look of surprise on Clarisse's face was too much for Percy to bear, and Percy's vision faded to red. Then, he started a brutal attack.

When Percy woke up in a bed, he saw many other campers lying on beds around him. No Apollo campers were around, so he got up and walked out of the infirmary, scared to see what he would find.

Thankfully, nothing was wrong with the camp too much. No exploded buildings or areas on fire, just the occasional weapon on the ground.

When an Athena camper – Malcolm, he remembered – came around, he asked, "Where's Annabeth?" The camper turned on him in surprise, and then anger settled on his face.

"Why don't you go check yourself?" The snarl and rude tone of Malcolm shocked Percy, but he shook it off. He started off towards the Amphitheater, where most of the campers were.

He didn't find many shrouds, but one scared him the most, and he prayed to the gods that it wasn't who he thought it was.

A/N: This was a chapter that I kept changing over and over again, retyping, all that stuff, but I still wasn't satisfied by it. Tell me what you guys think, yeah? Oh, and again, 5 reviews for the next chapter. I need motivation guys, and I'm not getting it, sadly. See you all next chapter!