Disclaimer: Percy Jackson is not mine...blah, blah, blah etc etc etc.

A/N: Hey, it's a new chapter and I'm happy to say the first beta'd one as well! Thanks to Lil Mexican for doing a great job! ;DD

Chapter Ten: Battle Plans

After spending a couple of hours down by the sea front and letting the tension that had been building up since the start of that horrible journey fall from his shoulders along with the crashing of the waves. 'And I thought that nothing could ruin sea travel for me but I guess I found it.' Percy randomly thought as he watched the clouds drift across the sky.

Feeling a little drowsy, he allowed his eyelids to droop, as he contemplated staying on the beach for the rest of his godly existence. 'I'd be pretty happy to just do this for the rest of my life….'

"LORD PERCY!"

'Or not.' He sat up and scowled at the young camper funning his way. From the speed it was at, he guessed it was one of the Apollo campers as he positively tore along the beach to reach the crest where Percy had been previously lying.

"What?" he snapped at the campers as soon as he was well within hearing range, so he wouldn't have to repeat himself. Demigods would quickly learn to not interrupt Percy when he was by the sea, except in the case of extreme emergency…

"It's an emergency at camp! Chiron sent me!"

'Which it obviously is,' he griped as he sighed heavily.

Swiftly, he moved to his feet in a single move, and turned towards the demigod, as he stood stooped over with his hands on his knees trying to regain his breath from obviously sprinting all the way from camp. Absentmindedly, Percy wondered how long he had been looking for him before dismissing the thought and offering a hand to the demigod. Questioningly, he looked at it, as though afraid that Percy was going to shock him or something stupid before Percy just rolled his eyes, and touched his shoulder instead. There was an immediate effect as all traces of exhaustion left, and the son of Apollo looked at Percy with awe in his eyes.

Pointing a lazy finger at himself, Percy said "God of Heroes, remember?" And with a flamboyant and overly-theatrical wave of his hand for good measure, the two vanished in a flash of green energy and the crash of the waves.

When Percy and the un-named demigods reappeared again, it was to the middle of chaos. Percy had thought that flashing to the camp fire would be a good idea, so when he arrived, he was shocked to find that he had landed right in the middle of a battle that, by the looks of it, had been going on for quite some time. Everywhere, there were demigods fighting against one another with all manners of weapons, but at times it was their fists that they were using as weapons to try and take one another down. Satyrs were trying to remain out of the mess, and tree nymphs were running to and fro in panic, as they tried to find some way to stop the chaos. It seemed as though there were very few demigods who were not involved in the brawl; most of whom were looking after the younger demigods, and making sure that they didn't get pulled in. With no sign of Chiron or Lupa, it was definitely time to intervene.

With an earth-quaking crash, Percy let lose all of his anger.

Almost instantly, every demigod froze, as the feeling of abject terror washed over them. All of the weapons fell to the ground with a crash as their hands began to shake and the blood drained from their faces with all the force of a raging river.

Shaking terribly, they turned around and were greeted with the view of an irate God of Heroes, standing near the carnage that their fight had wrought; with a young demigod not two paces behind him looking almost nervous at the scene he was presenting to Percy. Once they saw who was standing behind them, most of the demigods paled even more if that were possible.

"What…" the word escapes in a hiss of crackling "is going on?"

Although the voice was quiet and even, you could hear the barely restrained fury behind it. Percy's temper as a demigod once it got going was legendary, some of the demigods still talked about the time when Percy was going to drop the entire river on Thalia during a fight. Of course, it didn't exactly help the situation that Percy was now a certified GOD, with the added strength, powers and the fact that he was also directly tied to the demigods now, which meant that he could influence them more so than any of the other gods.

The pressure that was pushing down on the entire camp grew until every camper, both Greek and Roman who had been involved in the fight felt their knees buckle and fell to the ground, their breaths coming in pants as they struggled to breathe against the overwhelming fear that was coursing through their bodies.

"And…" almost agonisingly slowly Percy took a step forward, "What in Zeus' name did you think that this was going to accomplish?"

Even the people who knew Percy had no idea what was going on at this moment. The anger that they could feel beneath his cool façade, was cold and hard, not like the temper that he had shown before. This Percy was cold and detached, almost like the sea as it uncaringly watches ships be swallowed in its storms. This frozen apathy front was terrifying. Coupled with that quiet voice that seemed to carry over everything, and underlined with the barely hidden threat did an astounding job of gaining the undivided attention of every frozen demigod currently in the open area.

"Well?" When his questions were met with a frightened silence, Percy could feel his already frayed nerves wearing down until they were none existent.

"ANSWER ME!" he thundered as the energy grew and a backlash went through the entire camp.

"L-Lord P-P-Perseus. I-It was j-just an m-misunders-standing…" one of the older ones from Camp Half-Blood tried to say, but was undermined by the blatant evidence that surrounded him. There was no way that nearly all of the demigods' from both camps could have been involved in a fight at this level of brutality, all over a misunderstanding.

"Obviously, you did not heed my warning that I addressed to both camps at our arrival." The quiet fury was building behind his smooth mask, and they could hear it in his words. When it overflowed, it would be a terrifying sight. Even now, the wind was beginning to pick up as the sea began to froth with anger, and the sky darkened over the water. The warning signs were glaringly obvious, and yet no one had any idea of how to stop the imminent storm.

"I said that anyone, from either camp, who caused un-needed fights, would have to answer for it. So, at a time when all of the cabin heads were readying for a meeting after lunch, you DIRECTLY IGNORED MY ORDERS!"

Percy's eyes were practically glowing with a green light by now, and the sky thundered alongside his voice. It was blatant that the other gods were also angry along with Percy, as the two camps needed to stand together if they were to combat this new threat. This brawl could have destroyed any chance they had of winning this war, so it was clear why the gods would be mad.

And worst of all was the presence of the very god responsible for the success of this mission, who also happened to be the God of Heroes, standing in the open area of Camp Half-Blood looking as though he very much wanted to raze the place to the ground. This was the scene that Lupa and Chiron arrived at, and it was clear that they were apprehensive of approaching Percy.

'Di immortales, what have they done now?' Chiron thought as he warily walked forward to the heart of the problem. Even he could feel himself shake at the sheer power that Percy was emanating in his rage, and it wasn't able to affect him the way that it would have been to heroes.

'I don't envy them at all.'

"Percy." That one word captured the young god's attention at once, and Chiron found himself staring into two swirling ocean-green eyes, darkened with rage like a storm at sea, and burning with power. Dragging himself back to the present after the onslaught of energy, he attempted to calm him down.

"Percy, calm down. We can sort this out but we need to get these demigods some help. Could you please draw in your power? It is difficult to end this when it's pressuring us."

Whilst Chiron was talking, Percy could feel his anger ebbing away. Doing his equivalent of taking some deep breaths to reign in his temper, he concentrated on the ocean that was only a short distance away. On the rolling of the waves as they rhythmically moved along with the tide. Gaining more control, he began to feel more like his usual self, and that showed in the lessening of the mind-numbing fear that had been flooding everyone's senses.

'Do not kill them all, we need them for the war. We need them, we need them…..' Percy had a feeling that he would be repeating this mantra many, many times until the war was over if he had to keep dealing with two bratty camps that couldn't get over a problem thousands of years before.

'Zeus, they're not even that different' he though as he turned to face the centaur and the wolf who both were looking decidedly less nervous now that he had calmed down.

"We have decided to meet after eating so that we can discuss plans for the camp. All of the counsellors have been notified of this, and we will address both camps afterwards." Lupa said, glad to finally be doing something. Romans thrived in war and battle, it was that which had made them such a great nation before, and they were sure to shine in the upcoming battle. She even grudgingly admitted to herself that the Greek camp wasn't too bad if they were creating heroes such as Lord Perseus, not that she would ever say so. Not many heroes could ever aspire to reach godhood.

Percy gave one sharp nod at her words, then left in a sharp crack, with a sizzle of green and gold once more. Seeing Lupa's questioning look, Chiron answered, "He's probably gone to work off some steam. If I had to guess, I'd say that he's gone looking for a fight."

And with that he turned, and started to organise the Apollo campers into helping the campers who were injured, and the others to get everything sorted. Lupa gave one unreadable look to where Percy had been standing. 'Perhaps there is more Roman in you than I had originally thought Lord Perseus.'

CHAPTER END