Chapter 10

Wow. I just looked at my Authors note for the beginning of the last chapter. It makes no sense, at all. So sorry. And please note that I am a horrible speller, so if there are any spelling mistakes, I'm really sorry.
And in answer to Percabeth Fan Extrodinare - Percy will be slightly insane, so yes he will be a bit bloodthirsty.
Blackcurse11 – thanks. I'm very glad it's correct.
True Bacca – Yes, you may use Strazio for your own story as long as you acknowledge that Strazio Belongs to me. He is my character.
Anywayyyyyyy… Double digits! Yay. For this special event - THE FORGOTTEN WARRIORS ARE REVEALED. Hope you like. =)

Camp was in turmoil; campers rushed in every direction carrying differing weapons and various pieces of armor. Annabeth and Jason stood by Thalia's pine, talking about the day's events. Hazel and Frank were supervising or at least trying to gain some order over the panicked half-bloods.

The atmosphere was filled with anticipation but with an underlying feeling of uneasiness. No one knew quite what was going to happen today, most of the campers had only heard murmurs and rumors of Strazio, they only had heard the barest traces of him, whispered round the campfire.

The older and more knowledgeable campers had heard more and what they had heard of him, scared them. If only a tenth of the dark stories told about Strazio were true, then he was one of the most bloody, sadistic and devious man ever to walk the earth, that was if he was in fact a man; if you believed some of the darker rumors you might just almost believe he was not.

The myths, often told by campers whom had proclaimed to know someone who had met him or knew someone who had said that they knew someone who had said they had met him, always started at night and always ended with a person killed by Strazio. The middle, however, varied with torture to rape to monsters being hunted.

One thing that was always the same, was the eventual method of kill, a slit throat or an arrow in the neck, with Strazio draining the life force of the mortal, monster or divine being, the last words the being hears is Strazio telling them to remember his name. Then Strazio and his forgotten warriors fade into the shadows leaving no clue of their existence.

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Strazio paced in front of the forgotten warriors, his hood down, cursing in an ancient tongue that was older then the gods of Olympus and Kronos and his Titans. He had just found out that Kronos had reformed faster than he thought, making him at almost full form, and on top of that, he was planning to attack after the meeting between him and the gods at Half-blood hill, and then blame it on him.

Strazio cursed yet again, his sea green eyes flashing angrily, how could the gods have been so careless? They let they information of their alliance slip into the enemies' hands, this set back his plans and meant the Titans would not be such a push over as they should've been, he wanted to save his a majority of power for Gaia.

Stupid gods, this incident might just be enough for Gaia to work out what he was, if he faced the titans together he would have to use powers that might give away his position, and thus his weakness, Strazio seriously hoped it would not come to that. He would be forced to use powers that scared him, let alone the victim at the receiving end.

The forbidden warriors shifted uneasily. It was not good to be near Strazio when he was angry, his aura made you wary most of the time but when he was angry, you wanted to run in the opposite direction screaming for mercy. He was also highly prone to excessive bouts of unnecessarily, but very brutal, violent acts.

One man, at the beginning of the line, put down his hood. His pale skin, black -almost oily- hair, and onyx eyes marked him as a son of Hades, Nico Di Angelo.

Nico walked up to Strazio and placed his hand on his shoulder, "Calm down, dude, it is not as bad as it seems. We will simply rely on the Olympians more. We can take out the Titans and the Olympians with their favorite children can take out the giants."

Another forgotten warrior, the next in line after Nico, a man by his silhouette, stepped forward and lowered his hood. His longish blond hair swept over one side of his face, his pure cerulean blue eyes and face marred by long, but clearly old, silver scar – Luke Castellan.

"That was practically the plan anyway, as long as we are careful we will still have the advantage. The only real danger would be Gaia figuring out who we are and who were working for."

"We'll be fine." A woman and a man dropped their hoods. The woman was beautiful, with long blond hair and pretty sapphire eyes, on her hand there was a glistening band of gold with a perfect diamond. The man had dark skin, his arms bulged with muscles and his dark brown hair was cropped short – Selina and Charles Beckendorf.

"Anyway, by then we should have enough power for the other Primordials to rise, we'll be unstoppable." A woman near the end, lowered her hood. Her stringy brown hair and muscular body marked her as a warrior – Clarisse La Rue.

"Don't get cocky, anything can happen but like Luke said if we are careful, there should be no problem." Another woman stepped forward, she followed the others example and took off her hood, her olive skin, long black hair and onyx eyes – Bianca Di Angelo.

Strazio ran his hands through his thick black hair and sighed, exasperated, "Mmmmmmm… I suppose you could be right."

"Of course we're right, we don't have your incredibly pessimistic brain." A woman stepped forward, pushing Nico away, and hugged Strazio. Her face was like a Persian princess, all that was lacking was a circlet or crown, her obsidian eyes and her luscious dark hair discerned her as Zoe Nightshade.

The rest of the forbidden warriors pulled their hoods down. Five men, two women and one Cyclops were revealed. Ethan Nakamara, Leo Valdez, Chris, Michael, Lee Fletcher, Thalia Grace, Piper Mclean and Tyson.

"Sorry guys, I'm quite worked up over that whole Olympian thing." Strazio rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. He flipped up his hood and said, "Time to hit the road, or in our case the shadows."

Yay. Finished this chapter. Did you like? I hope so. Took me ages to write. I know it's pretty bad, but I hope you like anyway. So… now that the forgotten are reveled they will be on their way to Camp Half-Blood, (I decided that the merged camps would just be called Camp Half-Blood as it's more universal for both camps). REVIEW and tell me what you think.

*Darkmoon111*