Hey there people! A few things before you can read the chapter... JK, you can read it now if you want.

Just a filler for now, I'm up to my neck in homework so I'm trying to get things out if I can. Sooo.

I changed the name of the story because it felt a bit dull, but after I changed it I realized that there was another story in these categories that almost has the same name! But I think its dead, so its okay. Anyways, onto the chapter, a loooonnnng one next so just enjoy, theres a bit of foreshadowing in here so pay attention closely for further plot details! :)

Disclaimer: I don't want to write this whole thing.

Percy POV

"Nico? How-" I began to ask, but was rudely interuppted by a bloodcurdling scream from a telkhine.

"I followed you guys to make sure you were going to be okay. Besides, you're going to need my help if you are to open up Helgrind." Nico said. "Maybe we can ask my Dad to get the rest of Camp-Half Blood here! That's what all the extra training is about, right? Maybe even Sophie can come!"

I remember Nico's little half-sister Sophie. She's only 9 years old, but already a very accomplished swordswoman. It turned out that Hades did break the oath, but the Olympians forgave him, after they saw all the improvements to the Underworld. Traffic went down 30% in just 3 months, which was incredible.

"Uhh, ya." I said, but really I didn't want any other demigods involved in this. Especially all the new campers that we got over the year, including Sophie. Most of them had only been training for a few months, the newer ones, like Yvonne, about a year tops.

"Okay, I know what you're thinking." Nico said, "I know they're not trained, but this is the best place! A real battleground is what demigods need! If they are just sitting at Camp Half-Blood for all their lives training, they might turn, to the Titans again!"

"Nico, now's not the best time." I said with a sigh, checking my pockets to see if Riptide had returned. It had. "We'll talk about this later."

"Fine." he said with a sulk, re-drawing his Stygian Iron sword. "Let's go then. We got some undercooked fish to take care of."

Eragon POV

Eragon's first thoughts were that they were definetely finished. He even began to close his eyes ready to die. But it never came. Instead, he heard clashes of metal and screams from soliders and enemy dwarves.

Eragon opened his eyes and saw skeletal soldiers fighting against the Imperial soldiers. But what startled me most is the leader. He strangly resembeled Hrothgar, riding a flaming donkey.

"Hail, Eragon!" he said, riding over.

"Hrothgar?" Eragon said in disbelief. "How-?"

"The son of Kuthian brought me back to fight." Hrothgar said with a smile. "I hear mine nephew was voted into kingship."

"Aye, after a bit of hard work and some- er- complications. You know about the Az Sweldn rak Anhûin?"

"Yes. Orik handled it perfectly, I couldn't have done it better myself." Hrothgar answered. "I see you have a new sword. The elves made it for you, I assume?"

"Yes," Eragon replied.

"Well good. Lets see how well ishe can preform in battle." Hrothgar said riding off bashing down more soliders with his war hammer.

Eragon started to make his way back to the boat, slashing and stabbing anything that got in his way. But although Nico's undead army had come to save the day, something was still bothering him. The mission was supposed to be secret, how did Galbatorix find out about the attack? They ambush was too well planned out, Eragon's team had almost died, if it weren't for Nico.

"I'll have to talk to Glaedr and the other Eldunarí about this later." Eragon told himself.

"Hey! Stop right there!" he heard a voice yell. Eragon whipped his head around to see a large, heavily armoured solider coming towards him. "Eragon Shadeslayer, we finally meet..." said the man.

"Allow to introduce my self. My name is General William. I lead the Imperial Army. And now, you DIE!" he snarled.

Percy POV

I dove down to the bottom of the murky lake and put a bubble around Nico. "We just have to find Annabeth and Vanir before we can battle the monster again. Your soliders should be taking care of the Telkhines." I said to him.

Nico nodded, but pointed to the right. I turned my head to see the monster swimming swift and strong towards me bellowing. Behind it was Vanir and Annabeth yelling at me to get out of the way.

I suddenly get a rather stupid, but bold idea. I decide to hold my ground.

"PERCY YOU IDIOT!" I hear Annabeth yell. But if all goes well, my plan should destroy the monster, and get us the Dras'Leona, much much faster.

I concentrate on the water, blocking out the roars of the monster and the yells of Annabeth, Nico and Vanir. I use the familiar tug in my gut to bend the water to my will. A whirlpool starts to form around me.

"NICO! GET EVERYONE OUT OF HERE!" I yell at the top of my lungs, although I'm not even sure if he even heard me. I tell all the sea creatures to get out, unless they want to get hurt.

I hear thunder in the distance. And lightning crackles. I smile, I recreated the typhoon that I used to estinguish Hyperion a year ago. The tension in my gut builds and builds as the lake's water levels start to deplete.

Undead mermen return to the Underworld sensing what I'm about to unleash upon the Trojan Sea Monster. It roars again, doubling it's speed. Out of the corner of my eye I see Vanir, Annabeth and Nico running out of the lake with a wall of yellow energy erected from Vanir and a wall of obsidian energy by Nico protecting them.

I wait. And wait, for what seems like mintues biding my time, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The monster is only a few seconds away swimming at least 30 miles per hour towards me roaring. The pain in my side is almost unbearable, almost like a really bad cramp.

...

"Now." I think.

I yell and unleash a huge tornado cackling with lightning and roaring with thunder. The tornado was spinning on the top of the water, full of debris, rocks, pebbles and sand along with Riptide somewhere thrown in the midst.

The monster sees what coming at it and doesn't do a thing. Its too stunned. I fall back into the water with a splash, just in time to hear one last roar from the monster, and an explosion of dust.

"Asta la vista." I say.

Eragon POV

Before Eragon can even say anything back, he hears winds whirling and whipping his hair. He has to reposition himself to stop himself from falling down. The General however, did not have the strength of an elf and fell down onto his knees.

Eragon looked around to see what was going on, the Fortress III was almost undocked. What he saw next left him in awe.

There was Percy, in the middle of a wind storm large enough to make Urûr, the dwarven god of wind, jealous. Even with all of Aren's power, and the gems from the Belt of Beloth the Wise, Eragon would struggle to create a storm that size.

"NICO! GET EVERYONE OUT OF HERE!" Eragon heard Percy yell to the son of the God of the Dead, whoever he was. Eragon gasped, suddenly realizing what Percy meant to do.

They were going to slingshot across Lake Leona, using the raw power of the typhoon!

Eragon contacted the rest of his team to tell them to get on the boat as fast as they could. Only Yvgor was back on the ship, Murtagh and Blödhgarm were otherwise occupied, but would make their way back.

Now all Eragon had to deal with was the general, who was now back on his feet with a grin on his face. Eragon lit Brisingr. He knew he would need the extra intimidation factor.

But before he could even make a move, Eragon was interuppted once more, this time by an axe flying towards the back of the General's head. Eragon smiled as he saw Hrothgar riding towards William.

Eragon ran off towards the battleship, but not before yelling at the Imperial Army's leader, "Farewell! We will battle again once more!" he said with a laugh.

"SHADESLAYER!" General William yelled.

Eragon ran off to the boat and saw Annabeth and Vanir carrying an unconcious Percy.

"What happened?" Eragon asked.

"He got too tired, it happens from time to time. "Annabeth said, "He'll wake up in a few hours. Hurry, untie the boat the winds are starting to slow down!"

Eragon nodded and ran to help untie the boat from the dock. There was no point in lifting the anchor because it was destroyed in the battle. The winds began to pick up again, due to natural causes, and the sail were put up.

Eragon looked in the distance.

"Next stop, Dras-Leona." He thought.

Percy POV

My first thought after passing out was, yay. More demigod dreams. And thats what I got.

I was standing in the same castle as always. The room was barely lit, with only a few candles in the corners and a lone chandelier mounted on the ceiling. But I was staring at the back of a throne. And I couldn't move.

"My spy. Your work has been most helpful. I thank you." I hear a voice.

"It has been my pleasure your Highness." I heard a female voice say. "I'll do anything to get back at the Olympians and those dirty Varden. Especially the dragons."

"You will have your chance my friend." said the man on the throne. I still coudn't move, but I had a feeling that this was Galbatorix, the dark king who ruled over Alagaësia. " Just wait. Go back to your post, and thank you for that short, but sweet update. You are much, much more useful than that pathetic rider in the dungeons."

"Yessir," said the voice, I couldn't help but thinking that I've heard that voice before. But all I got was a glimpse of the person. And she was wearing an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt.

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