I liked writing this chapter, I'm gonna try to add more action. Thanks for all the support. Enjoy.

Chapter 13:

I advance again, jabbing at Leo's torso. His hammers parry them easily, just as I expect. Once I get close enough for Leo to lunge with his hammers, I let him attack. He swings with his right arm, aiming for my stomach, but I make no effort to block it with my sword. I just keep my eyes on his exposed leg, waiting for the right moment.

The moment before his hammer makes contact with my ribs, I summon a wall of darkness to block the blow. Leo's hammer bounces off the shield of darkness and while he's off balance, I take that moment to finish him.

I swing the flat of my blade at his legs and before it connects, I yell, "Sorry!" Leo crumples to the ground and I put my sword to his throat. That signifies he's captured and can't battle anymore.

I quickly turn to Jason and see he's advancing on Will. I sprint to aid Will, just as he reaches for his last arrow. As I hurry to get to Will, he nods to me, giving me a signal.

While we were practicing earlier today, I tried Shadow Traveling Will's arrows as they were in flight, to catch the target by surprise. I would move the arrow behind the dummy so the arrow would fly into it from its back. It didn't work all of the time, so I'm worried I won't be able to do it this time.

I nod back to Will and he lets his last arrow loose. I keep running, concentrating on the arrow. Jason flicks his hand to blow it out of the way, but before the gust of wind can move it off course, I Shadow Travel the arrow behind him, just as planned.

The arrow connects with Jason's back a moment later and he stumbles, but doesn't fall down. He then notices me and smiles dangerously. "That was a nasty trick, dude," he diverts his attention to me and advances slowly.

I know he's way more skilled than me, so I stay on the defensive. He drives to my exposed left side, and I dance back quickly. One of his cuts get so close to me that it cuts through my belt and part of my jeans.

Hazel sees my retreat and turns her attention to me. I scramble backwards, trying to get as far away from Jason as I can. A moment later, a brick starts to condense between us, a work of Hazel's Mist magic.

Jason barely has time to slow down and stops a few inches from the ever-solidifying wall. Soon it's going to lock him inside, with Frank, Leo, and Piper, but before solidifies, he prepares to make one last attack.

I stand a few feet away from the hardening wall, not thinking Im in any danger. But when Jason takes a stance, I scramble backwards and brace myself. Jason lets loose a huge blast of wind through the thickening wall, and it sends me flying. My sword clatters in the opposite direction, pulled from my hand.

I'm lifted off my feet and crash into Will, which also sends him through the air. His bow is wrenched from his grip and we soar tens of yards from Hazel's wall. We hit the ground at a sickening speed and tumble as one, a jumble of limbs bouncing off the ground.

We finally slow down, covered in a layer of dirt and twigs. I'm sprawled on top of him, inches from his face. His arms are wrapped around me, cushioning my landing.

He groans and opens his eyes. We lock eyes and I rest my head on his shoulders, hearing his heart hammer. "You comfortable?" He voice is strained. "I'm glad I can be your human cushion"

I roll my eyes and slide off of him. "Shut up," I lay next to him, too tired to get up. He laces hims fingers through mine as I keep talking. "You were the one that grabbed onto me."

As we lie had in hand, looking at the treetops, my heart finally calms down. "You okay?" He props himself up onto his elbow and looks at me, eyebrows furrowed.

I lift my shaky hand and wipe away a streak of dirt on his cheek. "Yeah, but what do we do now?"

I get up, but my legs snag on something, and I tumble back to the ground. That's when I realize my pants bunched up at my ankles, my belt shredded. I look at Will, wide-eyed and hastily pull up my pants.

Will tries to suppress a laugh, but can't. "Who knew the son of Hades would have flower print boxers?" He rolls on the ground, not able to stop laughing.

I blush redder than a beet and try to act angry. "I got these while bringing back the Athena Parthenos. It was the only thing there."

Will finally calms down and stands up with me. I have to hold up my jeans with one and, which gives me a weird limp. Without saying a word, he brings out lips together, mixing our saliva and dirt.

During our kiss, I unknowingly let go of my pants and bring Will into a hug. When we dismantle ourselves from one another, I realize again that my pants are to my ankles.

This time, I don't feel as uncomfortable, but I still blush and pull them up quickly. "You're so cute when you're embarrassed," Will teases me with his curly hair bobbing as he walks.

"Shut up, Solace," I nudge him playfully. We walk back to where we flew from and look for our weapons. I keep an ear open for any signs of people, or indication that the game's still going on.

Will finds his bow first, with his empty quiver. A few yards ahead, my sword, or the remains of my sword, is bunched up in the roots of a tree. I run towards it, feeling darkness radiate from that spot.

The air gets so frigid, I slow down and feel goosebumps grow all along by skin. Shards of my black sword are encased in darkness, spewing it out like a fountain. Will stays away, but I step closer. The darkness snakes to my feet and dissipates, until all the darkness is gone and only pieces of my sword are left.

I don't even bother to pick up the remnants of my sword. The metal has gone from its usual black to the bland grey of normal iron.

I kick the hilt and walk back to Will. Before he can ask what happened, I explain. "My sword broke. Literally. It does that every once in a while. The darkness inside it escapes and turns the blade back into iron, instead of Stygian Iron."

Will slings his arm around my shoulders and brings me close. "Well, don't worry about it. We'll go to the Underworld and get you a new one."

"I don't think so, you can't just waltz into the Underworld like you own the place," I assume he's joking.

"Well, I have you to protect me from all the evil spirits. I've always wanted to go," he replies casually. He drops his arm from my shoulder when we hear a commotion up ahead. He lets me go ahead of him so I can scout, which I don't understand. It's not like he can back me up with his bow and no arrows.

The commotion gets louder and I think I can make out some people's voices. Before I can take another step, my pants are ripped from my hand and fall to my ankles again. I trip on them and tumble to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.

Behind me, Will bursts out laughing and helps me up. He grabs my pants for me and pulls them up. His hand runs up my leg, sending a shiver across my body. I don't know if meant it, but before I can ask, the whole commotion quiets down.

I grab my pants to keep them up and look at all the quiet people staring at us. The whole camp has set up an infirmary to take care of the injured, and everyone's helping out. Except now, they're looking at Will and me. Jason and Percy look at us wide-eyed, Piper's trying to suppress a laugh, and Annabeth gives me a thumbs-up.

At first, I don't understand their reactions, but then I realize what our entrance looked like. I want to say something to show we weren't fooling around, but can't.

"Looks like someone got some action," Annabeth winks at me, and the whole camp erupts in laughter.