PB 7

Disclaimer:Still don't own PJO.

--------The Hunters(minus Cuchilla), Deep Dark Pit, 6:30 am---------

The Mary-Sue Hunters felt the wind in their faces as they fell into the black hole, thinking there was no end. Aish was struggling to gain hold of the sides of the hole, being very sensible and inteliigent, but no, her hands felt smooth rock. There would be virtually nothing to hold onto, so Aish clawed at the walls in a mad attempt to get up.

"No use,"Omegoa sighed, disheartened by Aish's attempts. His pistol was empty, and now his sword was in two, like everybody else's, except for Hikari's staff. The fall had somehow broken all of their weapons, so there would only be hand-to-hand combat. No swords. No shields. Just fists and feet."We're gone for."

With several thuds and 'Oofs', the Hunters hit a cold, hard floor. The Hunters sat there, disoriented and confused.

"We're in a prison cell?"Dumbledore muttered, adjusting his lopsided spectacles.

"Of course, dimwits,"said a very beautiful, sultry voice. Kate stepped forward, wearing ratty jeans and a wrinkled t-shirt, but she made it look like it was all-the-rage and beautiful."You wouldn't expect less from me. I could've made you land in Candy Mountain, but noooo, my advisor told me to send you here."

Nightmare got up shakily and growled,"What the heck are you planning on?"

Kate replied snidely,"Invading the PJO fanfiction section, of course. Harry Potter fanfiction is now mine, as Cuchilla is the only Hunter remaining in Hogwarts. Ta-ta for now!"

Kate batted her eyelashes flirtatiously and was gone in a shower of sparkles. Aish yelled in anger and kicked the wall, her foot contacting with the stone.

"Cuchilla,"Delora said. Since this scene was very dramatic and sad, she was completely OOC, as was all of the other Hunters(minus Cuchilla) were. They were in Kate's mercy now. Depressingly.

What the Hunters didn't know was that two of them had managed to remain in Hogwarts.

-----------Cuchilla, Dining Hall, 6:32 am-------------------

"Oh, no,"Cuchilla muttered, and leaped up. She knew Aish was the smart one, that Omegoa, Dumbledore, Delora, and Nightmare were the strong ones. That Calais was the sneaky one. That Hikari was the 'flashy'(as in, the staff of light way). She'd have to fill all of their positions in this one. Cuchilla stared at the ground as the hole sealed itself, becoming a mere scar in the floor.

Cuchilla flinched and looked up as she looked at a silver wolf, Seaborg, and Okami, a white one, staring mournfully at the black scar marring the floor. Cuchilla thought she was imagining it, but the wolves' forms both flickered briefly.

"What do we do?"Cuchilla asked herself."What do I do?!"

"Fill us in,"answered a grave voice, and the wolves and Cuchilla turned. The demigods of Camp Half-Blood, led by Chiron, were armed and bloodthirsty.

---------Twenty minutes later----------

"Percy fell into monster mouth?"asked Tyson quizically. Cuchilla nodded, and Tyson began to generate Niagara Falls from his one eye.

"This is very bad,"Chiron muttered. He shuffled nervously on his horse hooves, frowning. Chiron's bow was slung over his shoulder, his quiver on his back."All of the Hunters except for you are gone? This is nearly a suicide mission!"

Cuchilla flashed him an insane smile and drank a shot of vitamin water."Well, at least we're not bombing Kate's castle, eh, Chir-y?"

Chiron stared at her for a minute and his face darkened."Er... no... Well, maybe..."

Cuchilla's cup fell to the floor as she hopped up like a mad kangaroo and yelled,"WHAT!"

"We have the Hephaestus demigods wiring up bombs to the castle,"Chiron said gravely. He shook his head when an Athena camper asked him if they could take Peleus from guarding Thalia's tree and attack the castle."My dear, Cuchilla, we must be wise about this. We cannot let Kate send out her Plots. This is Camp Half-Blood's final stand. We must defend the PJO Fanfiction Section from being conquered by Kate's forces. She has already taken over the 39 Clues section and has stormed Camp Half-Blood. Luckily, we got out an hour before they arrived."

Cuchilla scowled, but took another sip of vitamin water and began hopping up and down the Dining Hall of Hogwarts.

------------------Kate, Kate's Throne Room, 7:00 am-----------------

Kate examined her perfectly painted nails as her Plot spy was telling her the ongoings of the Eragon section.

"Eragon himself has sworn fealty to us, yadda yadda yadda, but we still need more forces,"said the spy. To Kate, it sounded like:"Blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda, Eragon, blah blah blah, fealty."

"Uh-huh,"Kate murmured, and began to examine her reflection in the mirror. The Rider-demigod-wizard-vampire frowned at her reflection, and using her keen sight, looked into her own eyes. They looked weary, battered, but still shined with that mesmerizing light."Noooo!"Kate shrieked."I look TIRED! Mary-Sues are never tired!"

Kate's right-hand servant, Alberto the Plot on two legs, sighed in exasperation."Your Worst Plotness, ma'am, Lady, Queen, Princess, you must sleep for once. It retains the beauty. Your one-thousandth mother, Aphrodite, sleeps nearly half a day, and that is why she retains her immense beauty. I'll get you a pillow, so you can sleep on your----"

"NO!"Kate roared, and to just annoy her, the authoress will call her Caitlyn. She zapped Alberto with a 'Brisingr', and her right-hand servant turned into ashes. She stood, the light in the room dimming and thunder and lightning striking the floor behind her for dramatic effect, growled,"I will not rest until the PJO section is TAKEN DOWN, SYLLABLE BY SYLLABLE!"

Her new right-hand servant, Lisa(who ran off from Edward by burning his piano), gulped and took a step back. Lisa's eyes were wide and wild, especially when she saw how fiercely the light burned in Caitlyn's eyes. Her clothes were ripped and torn, but luckily, they still held strong as if they never were torn in the first place."Your Worst Plotness,"she stammered,"Alberto is right, no matter how much of a dimwit he can be."

"We stormed an empty camp!"Caitlyn roared, and began to pace the room. Fires lit where her feet used to be, making half the room smolder. Smoke rose to the ceiling for added dramatic effect as Caitlyn fumed, literally. Smoke tendrils rose off of her hands, and she shot a fire spell at a picture of her predecessor, her father, Kevin, AKA the most powerful Gary-Stu in the history of Fanfiction. The spell bounced off and hit a Plot, who screamed and hopped into the Loch Ness Monster's mouth, who just so happened to be there at the moment."Now we will storm Hogwarts! Show no mercy for the stupid demigods!"

Lisa nodded."And what of the Mary-Sue Hunters?"

Caitlyn smiled devilishly. It was chilling, as the authoress cannot describe it accurately without throwing out paper after paper, wasting trees just to write a description for a smile. It was a mix between a scowl, smile... No, the authoress cannot describe it."As soon as we destroy those accursed Hunters, and that means all of them, I will destroy the authoress for calling me CAITLYN!"

Lisa bowed and ran off to the Terrible Trio, who were nursing various wounds delivered by Delora's sombrero. The Authoress gulped and ran for her tiny mortal life.

----------The Hunters(minus Cuchilla), Caitlyn's Prison, 7:10 am----------

The Hunters were in disarray and panic.

Aish had lost her calm and was running around the cell, pounding on the walls with Hikari's broken staff.

Dumbledore wanted his sky-blue 'Blankie' and his mother.

Harry was being his regular self, angsting in a corner.

Hikari was mourning the fact that there was next to no lighting in the cell.

Calais mourns the fact that she only brought one manga to read.

Nightmare is panicking silently.

Delora was hidden under her large sombrero, asleep from her sugar crash.

Anna felt bored, so she repeatedly slammed her head into the wall.

Ras is playing with her broken bow and arrows.

Omegoa was trying desperately to fix the weapons.

"Ermgmmph,"something grunted. Everybody looked up, only to see a Plot holding a ring of keys for various things. It had black fur and tired-looking as it unlocked the doors, but shackles and handcuffs appeared on the Hunters' wrists and ankles."Out with you, er, things. Caitlyn's orders."

The Plot snatched up the chain and led the Hunters to the Throne Room, where Caitlyn was waiting. She was making executioner uniforms look beautiful and handsome, especially because the mesmerizing light in her eyes were like the sun at its highest... That seriously sounded like a cheesy romance poem.

"Welcome, welcome,"Caitlyn said in her sultry voice. She was holding an axe, much like an executioner's, and wore all black, down to her eyes, which were now black."First, I will execute you, and then that annoying Authoress who keeps calling me, ugh, Caitlyn."

The Authoress gulped and cowered behind her couch.

Omegoa scowled and yelled,"Traitor! Coward, why don't you let us go so we can fight?"

Bad move, Omegoa. Caitlyn shrugged, and her clothes melted away so that she wore battle armor so that she looked like a female armor model. She held a sword and her axe, both large and intimidating."I don't see any harm in that. 813348, let them go."

Obediantly, the Plot casted a spell, and the chains disappeared. The Hunters' were armed with their weapons, all repaired, and wore battle armor like Kat-- excuse the Authoress, Caitlyn's.

"Bring it!"Caitlyn yelled, and the Hunters charged like Ares campers, howling in fury and amusement.

Caitlyn dodged as Aish swung her sword, and punched her in the stomach. She grabbed the Hunter's arm and flung her across the room, where she broke off the top of the throne and hit the wall.

Dumbledore casted an Expelliarmus and charged, but Caitlyn dodged and, using her shiny teeth, the Expelliarmus spell rebounded and hit Ras and Omegoa, who were loading their weapons. The two were flung into the wall, where they lay broken and unconscious as Caitlyn punched Dumbledore in the stomach and, grabbing his robes, flung him into the wall.

Harry grabbed a banana that was conveniently there and charged, yelling:"DIE, NASTY MARY-SUE!"

Harry slipped and fell, his glasses shattering.

Calais and Hikari sneaked up behind Caitlyn and stabbed in unison, but the Rider-wizard-demigod-vampire grabbed the staff and sword. She sneered and flung them both into the ceiling, where they hit the stone and landed on the floor with a harsh and sickening thud.

Nightmare and Delora both flung their weapons, AKA a sword and sombrero, but Caitlyn swung her axe, both weapons sliced in half like tender beef. She ran up to the duo with her vampire-speed and punched them. Night and Delora were flung back, into the wall, which broke, and they landed on rubble. Anna tried to fling her sword at Caitlyn(final time Authoress calls Kate this), but Kate dodged and flicked her hand, sending Anna flying into a phalanx of Plots. They were bowled over by the force of Anna slamming into them, hitting the floor like a ton of bricks.

"You see why I am a Mary-Sue?"Kate yelled, swinging her axe in emphasis. She smiled the smile that nobody can describe and walked towards Dumbledore, holding up her sword."I am invincible! Not even Humbledore or Ash Chevy can defeat me!"

Gasping, Kate stared down at her stomach as a fountain pen stabbed her. "It's Sheva,"Aish growled."Aish Sheva."

The Mary-Sue crumpled, and faded into a piece of paper, which Aish tore up."No more Mary-Sues,"Aish sighed."Good riddance."

The Plots, little did Aish know, had another leader. One that has been hiding behind Curtain Number Three the whole time.

A/N:I really couldn't resist Aish's line this time... XD …. R&R please, applications to be a Writer in this story are still open.