An action-packed death-fest, with nothing but combat. Enjoy ;-)

Mortals fled from the swarm of Grey Warriors storming the city, Gorgons circling above them and Minotaurs charging forwards. Strange. There's meant to be one, but the thing from the tomb - Creatos - is summoning hordes of them like it's nothing. It had started on a path of destruction towards California, and we'd managed to beat it to Houston, Texas. Mortal Soldiers swarmed forwards, firing their M8 Assault Rifles (Heard of the XM8? This is the non-experminental version) at the incoming forces, as prototype Tanks rolled forwards, firing off shells. The bullets passed straight through the Minotaurs, instead tearing up the Grey Warriors, but the tank's cannons caused explosions big enough to tear dents in the Minotaur ranks. I wanted to go and help, but they wouldn't let us 'kids' 'waste our lives'. And Chiron pointed out we'd be shot to death if we entered in a melee. The Gorgons swooped down on the US Army, slicing the soldiers in half as the non-celestial bronze rounds passed through them like they were ghosts. Humvees drove towards the charge, splattering Minotaurs as the chainguns unloaded lead into the Grey Warriors. AH-64 Apaches unleashed their armaments on the Gorgons. The bullets did no damage, but the explosions from their Hellfire and Hyrdra 70 missiles were deadly enough. In the skies above, the remaining 16 B-2 Spirits unleashed hundreds of bombs, and the explosions shook the ground, leaving only a few survivors. And one of them was Creatos. A horde of Gorgons apppeared, swarming up into the air, ready to tear apart the Spirits on their next run. Next, hundreds of heavily armed Centuars appeared, holding swords, spears, lances and axes. Made of half steel, half celestial bronze. They charged, as another horde of Gorgons appeared and darted towards the army.

They had no chance. They couldn't even touch their enemies. Then they turned to us. By us, I mean the entire camp, and the Huntresses of Artemis. Sun and Moon arrows flew towards the enemies, impaling their bodies and sending them crashing to the ground. But more kept on coming. As the Hunt kept the Gorgons back, the Apollo Cabin rained arrows on the Centaurs. Enough survived to crash into our phalanx. My spear was jammed in one of the horsemen, so I drew my sword and hacked away, brining three down before most had recovered from the impact. 5 more hit the ground in as many seconds by my blade alone. I was willing to bet the entire camp brought down 100 in that time. Cracklings bolts of orange energy slammed into a few, knocking them out. I saw a few Huntresses dart into combat, whirling around and hacking away at the Centaurs. Gorgons began diving at us. I tossed a few daggers into the sky, then buried my blade in one as it tried to grab me. I tossed a dagger at Creatos, hoping to get lucky. A collumn appeared. Damn. Then a swarm of boulders appeared in the sky above us. We all ran, and reformed 50 meters further down the street. Then 15 B-2 Stealth Bombers swooped towards us, missing parts, burning, and with dead pilots. We ran again, but a few of us were too slow, and were swallowed by the explosion. More were shot in the back by some newly appeared Centaur Archers.

We turned and got back to fighting. Within 10 minutes every one of my muscles felt like it was on fire, my sword was covered in monster, my body was covered in monster blood, normal blood leaked from random points around body, and I was purple and dark blue from bruises in tons of spots. My armor was reduced to scraps of celestial bronze on the ground, and I was sure I had had an eyebrow burnt off. But I kept fighting, swallowing a sip of Nectar from my vial. Well, more than a few sips. And I still looked (and felt) like shit. A centaur reared up on it's hind legs and kicked me backwards, my Nectar vial smashing as my sword landed next to me on the ground. I threw a few knives and brought down the Centaur and some of his friends. I scrambled to my feet and rolled away from a charging Minotaur. I swung my sword and carved it's side open, then I span and sidestepped to the left, lunging to the right and killing the bullman. A Dracanae - a large-breasted woman with twin snake tails instea of feet - lunged at me with a spear, which I batted aside. I swung my sword but it raised it's shield and blocked, then lunged at my foot. I dodged to the side and was about to stab it when it's twin sister attacked me. I dodged backwards, then threw a dagger at it. It died but then the first threw it's spear at me, getting me in the shoulder. Amber blurred past me and hacked it down. I thanked her and pulled the spear from my should- FUCK THAT HURT!

"FALL BACK!" I dimly heard Chiron shout above the din of the battle.

We were all to glad to oblige. I was towards the back of the retreat, and Sophie, who was in front of me, took an arrow in the back. Good riddance to that slut. Harsh, I know, but... Anyway, we eventually got pinned down outside the city hall. Jack, the son of Poseidon, sent out a wave from the large pool outside, washing the enmies back, before he made the water whirl around him. He dived into the enemy ranks, a miniature tornado of water, and the rest of us charged in. Joshua, a son of Hermes, ducked under a from a Dracanae and stabbed it, then tackled one that was about to stab me. The tall mage from the monster's attack on camp, Brandon, blasted one of the monsters in the face several time. Sam buried an axe in a Minotaur's head. Amber called a blast of sunlight down on a monster. I decided to call them Pales, after their skin. I threw a dagger into the pale's forehead before it recovered. Grace sliced through two Dracanae. Glen, a healer from Apollo, dragged a wounded camper from the fight. Thalia, a Huntress, called down a lightning storm of a group of Dracanae Archers. Artemis herself was, sadly, absent from the battle. Aeolus' only demi-god son, Bernie, and his Aphrodite girlfriend Sally, stood back to back, swinging shortswords. A silver warrior charged into the battle, but a bolt of lightning brought him down. Amber stabbed a Dracanae in the face. Sam ducked a sword swing and stabbed a Centaur. Jack was thrown backwards by a Pale.

Luckily, he landed in the half-empty pool, and shot out again, his water tornado faster than ever. I sliced a Pale's heel, and it stumbled. A sunbeam and lightning bolt hit it at the same time, and it fell to it's knees. I finished it off, then turned to a Dracane. It lost it's head. Another was about to kill me when Joshua stabbed it in the chest with his sword, which has dual bronze snakes engraved in it's blade. Jack swirled past me, hacking and slashing, water pushing back his foes. Glen took and arrow and fell backwards. Amber ran over to him as I took out the archer. Brandon threw a shield over himself as a burning pale attacked him. Thalia sprinted up to it and leapt, stabbing it in the chest. Damn that girl could jump high. Lightning ran through her dagger, and the Pale fell. The Gold Warrior charged Chiron, leaping at him and sending a wall of fireworks at him. NO! He exploded like a sandcastle in a tornado. NO! I charged the Gold Warrior, but slammed into a wall. A few skeletons charged me, but Sam cut them down. Joshua finished off the last one as a Black Warrior stalked into battle. I got to my feet and attaked him. His combat style was very familliar. 4 skeletons ran to help him, and he vanished into shadows, then attacked from behind me. I span around and blocked his blow. Thalia turned to face him from the distance, and the skies rumbled.

I knocked him out after he was hit by lightning, then charged back into battle, saving Jen from a Dracanae. I saw Lavender go down, and Rose fainted. Grace dragged her to safety as I avenged her twin, tears stinging my face, mingling with sweat and blood. Thalia's arrows whizzed over my shoulder, crackling with lightning. A Minotaur charged me, and got a dagger in the head. Amber was knocked to her feet by a centaur, but Joshua saved her and helped her to her feet. A group of Pales stomped forwards. They were hit by about 6 arrows and a blast of lightning. That was all we could muster. Bernie pushed them over with a burst of air, them collapsed, exhausted. A few campers took out the Pales, but they were divebombed by Gorgons. Floating a meter above the ground in the thick of the chaos, golden dust swirling around him, green energy shooting from his body, was Creatos. A lightning bolt flew towards him, but hit a newly appeared tent, turning it to dust. Meteors rained on the battlefield. Everyone who survived was driven back to the City Hall's doors. I looked around, seeing who had survived.

Me.
Amber.
Sam.
Jack.
Joshua.
Thalia.
Huntress.
Brandon.
Rose.
Grace.
Huntress.
Bernie.

And 5 campers I couldn't name.

That was it.

14 Campers.

We came here with 67.

A cliffhanger! MUHAHAHAHA! Harsh reviews please! And thank you for reading.