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Previously in Percy's dreams,
Order points a finger at his brother. "From this day forth, I declare war on you. I swear that your head will be mine and Void will be my wife," And with that, Order slammed his sword into the ground, disappearing.
Void and Chaos looked in horror at the spot where their brother disappeared. They remained silent for a few moments. Both looked visibly frightened and afraid.
"What will we do?" Void asks, clearly distressed.
"Let's go talk to Father," Chaos suggests. "He'll be able to talk Order out of it."
She looked unsure, but she followed her brother back through the forest. This time through, the walk was not pleasant. Everything had gained a colder chill. The trees loomed menacingly over them as they hurried through the forest. Howling like a wolf, the wind whispers through the trees. Run like the wind, it seems to say. The two siblings held tight to each other's hands, needing each other to be there for them.
At last, the two reach the end of the grove. Simultaneously, they run and jump over the fence, racing towards the safety of the house. The once beautiful evening has turned dark and cold. Shivering, Void pulls the door shut tightly behind her.
"Father!" Chaos calls as he runs around the house. He stops as he finds their father in the kitchen sitting at the brown table. "Father?"
Helix sits with his head in his hands at the table, slumped. His bronze hair has streaks of gray. He seems weak and exhausted. He doesn't even bother to look up as his children walk in.
"Are you all right, father?" Void kneels beside her dad worriedly.
Helix looks up. I'm shocked at the transformation in him. In my previous dream, he was happy, golden haired, with mischievous eyes. Now he was broken. His hair was turning gray and his proud body slumped. His golden eyes were filled with tears. His voice was choked when he spoke.
"Am I okay? No, I am not. My oldest son, my pride and joy, is gone. He has declared war against my other children. I will not against my eldest, nor will I fight against my allied children," His voice drops to a whisper. "I should have listened to them when they told me three would upset the balance."
"Father," Void sounds so close to tears.
"No," Helix said, tears beginning to fall from his face. "Just leave me."
Both children stayed where they were. "Just leave!" Helix almost yells.
Chaos and Void run from the room. They run till they are outside. Then Chaos turn to his sister. "We should go to Duosel and warn my children of brother's betrayal."
Void nods weakly. She and Chaos disappear.
On Tuyell (where Order's children are)
Order appeared on the planet where his children lived. The landscape surprised me. Unlike the lush planet of Duosel, Hydros has taken us on a field trip there once, Tuyell is bare like a desert. The sand is such a white color it burns my eyes. Order marches across the sand with a purpose. A few cactus like plants dot the landscape. After a few minutes of walking he reaches an oasis. A few green plants grow around the edge of a shallow pool. A boy and a girl sit on a flat rock, their feet stretched toward the water.
The people look to be complete opposites. The one has short, spiky black hair, pale skin, and a goth look. Her hawk like nose and her black eyes add to her character. Two twin daggers are sheathed at her waist. But the weirdest part is the metal arm at her right side. Almost like a hybrid between a Cyclopes and a cyborg, her arm is starting to creep me out.
The boy looks happy and cheerful. He has curly golden hair that falls around his ears. His yellow eyes gleam against his tanned skin and he has a golden staff topped with an odd gem at his side. He and the girl with metal arm watch as two other girls duel.
The two girls dueling are very skilled, but I have never seen anyone fight in a real fight with those types of weapons. One girl brandishes a flaming whip while the other two heavy looking axes. The one with the flaming whip has flaming red hair to match, put up in a high ponytail, sparks leaping off of her hair. Her skin is a tan almost African American color with her eyes being a red/ brown. She whips and spins her whip with amazing speed and precision, whizzing sounds coming from it moving so quickly.
Wielding two axes is a pale girl. Her long wavy black hair is back in a low ponytail as she dodges the flame hair's attack. Her eyes, one silver, one gold, are always on her opponent.
Nearby, three boys are in a three way duel. The tallest of the three, a boy with brown hair and brown eyes uses two green curved swords. He wields them with a high expertise. The boy fighting to his left is almost as tall as the boy with the curved swords, but his skin is dark, African American tone. His hair is black and his eyes are two black holes. He fights with a pitch black spear, force behind every strike.
The third boy is the weirdest of the bunch. His blue hair sticks straight up in a curved triangle shape. His green eyes are the most part about him, his skin is a pale shade of blue. He only uses one halberd, but he uses it well.
The two people on the rock look up as Order approaches. They call something to the others and the duels stop. "Hello Father," The girl with the flaming whip says.
"Hello Fotia. It's good to see you all are training."
Order's children nod. "What brings you here?" The boy with the blue hair says.
"That, Nero, is what I am about to tell you," Order says, sitting next to the two girls on the rock. "You remember your aunt and uncle?" The children nod. "Well, I have declared war on them."
Instead of being upset, the children smile. "We will get to fight right?" The girl with the metal arm asks.
"Yes, my dear Vivian, you get to fight your uncle's children," Order says, smiling around at his gathered children. "But first we must release and well, create some things.
I jolted awake from my dream to find rays of sunlight streaming through the curtained windows. Rolling over, I checked to see what time it was. The whole group of us would be eating breakfast in the dining pavilion/ mess hall at eight. It was 6:30 am, so I had some time before breakfast. Climbing out of bed, I put on comfortable training clothes for the day before leaving my room.
Walking down the hall, I see all the doors are still closed, so no one is up yet. I decide to use the fire pole that extends from the top floor to the bottom. I grab onto the pole by the stair case and jump, landing on the lower floor. I grab an apple from the kitchen and begin to munch on it.
As I eat my apple, I debate where I should go next. It would be nice to go to the beach, but I don't want to be anywhere near that jerk Poseidon. Going to look for Chiron would be the right thing to do, but I don't know how he or Mr. D will react to me showing up in the big house this early. Mr. D is not a morning person. I could train in the sword arena, but I don't want to destroy the camp's training dummies.
Instead, I decide to head to the pegasi stables. Grabbing a few sugar cubes out of a jar, I head of to the stables in the fresh morning air. More than half way there, I realize with my giving up my powers from Poseidon, I have lost my ability to talk to horses. I'm too lazy to head back at this point and I don't really want to deal with any campers. I'll just talk to Blackjack and give away some sugar cubes.
Entering the stables, I hear whinnies echoing across from stall to stall. Before I would hear, Hey Boss!, Got any sugar cubes for me?, and Look who's back! as the pegasi announced my arrival. Now, I can understand nothing.
I head down the long hall to Blackjack's stall at the very end. He's getting to be older and gets more comfortable lodgings. His door has a name pate that says, Blackjack, in fancy curly writing. I push open the door and slip inside. Blackjack's dark form is barely visible in the shadows. When I close the door, his eyes perk up. His nose comes forward, sniffing me uncertainly. Then he nuzzles my shoulder.
"Sorry, Blackjack," I say. "I can't no longer understand you, but I brought some sugar cubes."
Blackjack nickers softly before neighing loudly. His call echoes around the stable and is responded by others. Suddenly I can hear their voices in my head, crystal clear.
Boss is back!
He's alive!
Got any sugar cubes?
I laugh at the last one before turning back to Blackjack. "How?" I ask, stunned.
Well, Boss, Poseidon doesn't completely control us. We do have minds of our own. You have been accepted.
I pull out a sugar cube and offer it to him in thanks. He dips his head, crunching on it happily.
"How's life been for you?" I ask.
Great, I'm watching Stardust today since the lady is a bit cranky.
"Stardust? What lady?" I am confused.
He nickers towards the shadows. A little dark purple nose pokes out into the light, followed by two front hoofs. Don't be shy, Blackjack urges. Then a small female Pegasus steps out of the shadows fully.
She looks to be young, not even a year old. Her body is a dark purple color with lighter purple wings. I notice a small bump between her black ears. Her purple mane is still short, as she is only a foal.
Meet my daughter, Stardust, Blackjack says proudly.
"Your daughter?"
I met up with a lovely unicorn a few years ago. What can I say, I'm hooked. This is our first kid, but my horse is with another one. She's across the hall. She's not close to foaling yet and she is already getting cranky. So I offered to take little squirt here for the day.
I knee slowly on the ground, holding a sugar cube in my flat hand. Stardust steps cautiously forward before snatching it. She munches on it before nuzzling my hand. I smile at her, rubbing her ears. "Did you like that?"
Stardust bobs her head, but doesn't speak. We're still trying to teach her to speak, Blackjack explains.
"I'm proud of you, dude," I respond. "I'd better get going."
See you later boss! He calls after me. Stardust nickers.
On my way out of the stall, I decide to take a visit to Blackjack's horse, as he called her. I push open her stall to find a gorgeous light purple unicorn. She is laying on the straw still resting. I can see where her stomach is slightly swollen in preparation of her baby. I place a few sugar cubes in her trough and leave silently as not to disturb her. As I leave the stall, I catch a glimpse of her nameplate. Magic it reads, what a fitting name for a horse who managed to keep Blackjack in line.
I arrive back at the Great Army cabin just as everyone is lining up for morning muster outside the cabin. It's not really drills or any thing, just a way for Reyna to keep everyone in line and share announcements.
Reyna stands in front of us, her black cloak rippling lightly in the wind. After becoming general, Reyna traded her purple praetor's cloak for a black one wouldn't burn, in case she set it on fire. Tony and Rose stand behind her, hoods up of course, checking that everyone is here.
"Attention!" Reyna calls. Everyone stands tall, military style, a formality we practice.
"I only have a few announcements for today. The first is a reminder that you will be training with the campers. Please try not to kill or main them. Section 409 of the great army will be joining us later today. They will be staying on the top floor and also training with you. The last is that we are not allowed to participate in capture the flag."
Groans can be heard.
"I know, but unless the game was modified, it would be an easy win. This is a direct order from the primordials. We will be creating a few training activities of our own to keep you in shape. It would be in the campers best interest to join our activities, as they push team work, fairness, strength, and the ability to think. That's all unless you want to enter in a military formation."
Enough people shake their heads that we don't have to do military formation. Our lines disperse as we head off to breakfast. Bianca falls into step beside me as we walk towards the dining pavilion/ mess hall, since the romans and greeks combined everything. We talk a little and soon we have reached the entrance of the food area. Entering to dead silence, I look to see Chiron with his hoof slightly raised, meaning he has just called the campers to attention.
Looking around the room, a lot has changed. The original twelve Olympian tables plus the ones for the minor greek gods have been pushed to the edges of the room. They are donned with symbols for each god or goddess along with a small fire burning for extra sacrifices. The room has been more than quadrupled in size, so it can fit all of the campers from both camps. Roman style dining couches and tables fill the center of the room, more than enough to fit a thousand people. One large braziers is in the middle for sacrificing, large enough that several people can be using it at once.
I look towards the head table and what I see makes my blood boil. Mr D is no longer at camp, I remember, because the heroes now gods from the war, replaced him. There is still a head table where Chiron sits, or well, stands. But behind him are two thrones on a raised dais. The first is a dark grey color, with designs of blueprints, famous monuments, and engineering plans on the sides. Next to the grey throne is a green throne with fish swimming around the sides. The fish actually move! There are also images of heroes fighting monsters, completing quests, winning wars, and doing heroic stuff. The arm rests are made out of two shiny swords while the back of the chair has tridents on the sides.
The people in then is the worst part. Brandon sits arrogantly in the green throne like the pompous ass he is. He is wearing his royal Atlantean robes and crown. With her tanned hand on his, Annabeth sits next to him, her blond curls falling around her shoulders. She wears a blue dress, with the likes I have never thought she would wear.
The campers stare at us as we walk to a group of empty tables and couches, right next to a ceremonious table made for the primordials that Ananke created. Chiron catches my eye, his mouth turning up ever so slightly.
"Attention heroes," Chiron calls. "I would like to introduce to you to the section of the Great Army that will be helping us win the war against Chaos's brother, Order. I'm not sure whether or not they will want to talk to you."
Reyna stand up, letting sparks flicker on her cape. "I am Reyna, the head commander of the Great Army. If my soldiers cause you any problems, you will come talk to me. You may interact with them, but I'm warning you, some of them have dark pasts with the campers. If they beat you up, don't come crying to me," She sits down.
I spot Jason and Piper sitting with Leo, Calypso, and what I'm going to call the original campers. They fought through both wars and are loyal to the bone. Austin sits by Travis and Katie.
"Lord Brandon, do you have anything to add?"
Brandon stands from his throne. His eyes land on me. "Not now, Chiron," He says.
I want to gut this kid for his disrespect to Chiron. But I do nothing as the plates appear, do to the invisible wind spirits. We all tell our plates what food we want and it appears. Heading to the brazier, we sacrifice to the primordial gods (and the few Olympians we do like).
As we eat our yummy breakfast, I'm having great blue waffles, Tony and Rose pass out our advised schedule. They're advised because the primordials know we won't follow them, but some of us have lessons to teach. My schedule reads,
8:00 AM : Breakfast
9:00 AM -10:00 AM : Sword skills with Percy Jackson in the arena, Assistants are Nico di Angelo, Triton, and Clarisse La Rue
10:00 AM - 11:00 AM : Winged Horseback Riding and Mythical Creatures with Silena Beauregard in the Pegasi arena
11:00 AM - 12:00 PM : Sword skills with Percy Jackson in the arena, Assistants are Ricky Johnson, Austin Poli, and Jason Grace
12:00 PM- 1:00 AM: LUNCH!
1:00 PM - 2:00 PM : Sword skills with Percy Jackson in the Arena, Assistants are Sparrow Williams, Charles Beckendorf, and Jake Mason
2:00 PM - 4:30 PM: Free time!
5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Dinner
6:00 PM - 9:00 PM : Training games (see lower schedule for more details
9:00 PM - 10:00 PM : Sing-a-Long & Bonfire with Apollo Cabin
10:00 PM : Prepare for Bed - Lights Out By 11:00 PM
Mondays- Death Ball
Tuesdays- Siege (War Games)
Wednesdays- Gladiator Games
Thursdays- Deer hunter
Fridays- CAPTURE THE FLAG!
Saturdays- Free time during this time
Sundays- Free time during this time
* The only activities you must attend are the ones you are teaching*
"Why do I have to teach sword fighting three times?" I groan to Bianca.
'You're good at it Fish Face," She tells me. "Let me see your schedule and I'll show you mine."
We swap schedules and read each other's. Bianca's says,
8:00 AM : Breakfast
9:00 AM -10:00 AM : Archery with Zoe Hunter in the archery range, assistants are Tony Levan, Bianca di Angelo, and Will Solace
10:00 AM - 11:00 AM : Winged Horseback Riding and Mythical creatures with Silena Beauregard in the Pegasi arena
11:00 AM - 12:00 PM : Archery, assisting Zoe Hunter in the archery range, assistants are Sparrow Williams, Bianca di Angelo, and Thalia Grace
12:00 PM- 1:00 AM: LUNCH!
1:00 PM - 2:00 PM : Tracking, assisting Oren Hunter in the forest, assistants are Tony Levan, Bianca di Angelo and Thalia Grace
2:00 PM - 4:30 PM: Free time!
5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Dinner
6:00 PM - 9:00 PM : Training games (see lower schedule for more details)
9:00 PM - 10:00 PM : Sing-a-Long & Bonfire with Apollo Cabin
10:00 PM : Prepare for Bed - Lights Out By 11:00 PM
* The only activities you must attend are the ones you are teaching or assisting*
"Good, we both have pegasi riding with Silena," Bianca says.
I nod as we both stand, done with our food. People have begun trickling out of the hall, going to get ready for the day's lessons. Bianca spots Zoe and heads with her to the archery arena. Nico and Triton catch up with me and we head to set up the arena.
Nico pulls out a cart of collapsible automatons and straw dummies. Triton and I drag out the spare armor pieces and swords for those who don't have one yet.
"Good to see you came back, punk," A voice behind me says.
I turn around to see a familiar daughter of war already in her armor. "Good to see you too Clarisse."
Clarisse smiles as she walks into the arena. She has grown taller, probably around five nine, and you can see her muscles from hard years of training. Her once stringy hair is now back in a long brown ponytails, her helmet under her arm.
As she reaches me, Clarisse surprises me by giving me a hug. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I missed you Jackson."
"I missed all my friends."
Clarisse smiles as we break apart and helps us set up. We set up a few stations for the campers to rotate through. One station is fighting techniques, another is fighting with a sword and shield, and for those who are advanced enough, duel wielding. Other stations are the automaton challenge and just regular dueling.
"How many kids are usually in a class?" Nico asks Clarisse.
"It depends," She says as she piles straw dummies by the slicing techniques station. "When the Romans join us in the summer, it gets really crowded. I once taught a class of fifty kids. That got annoying."
My mouth falls open as I imagine Clarisse using a bull horn to move kids around into the right spot. She laughs at our faces. "Except thirty or less if you are lucky, maximum thirty five."
I nod. "Are you still with Chris?"
Clarisse smiles wide. "He proposed to me a few days ago."
"That's great Clarisse. When are you guys going to get married then?"
Her face darkens. "I don't know. We were planning to get married in a few months, late autumn. But with the war..." She trails off, but never gets a chance to finish as campers start filing into the arena. Many of the campers faces are new as they came after the war. There seems to be a variety of kids, from what I can tell, anywhere from Demeter and Hermes to a few Zeus and minor gods children. When the clock in the arena reads 9:00, I call the campers to attention.
"Welcome to Swords Skills class! I'm Percy Jackson, son of Hydros and Amphitrite, and my brother, Triton," Triton waves. "Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, and I are going to be teaching you some skills today. You all know Clarisse, of course. Since I do not know all of your names, I would like you guys to make a line and then tell me your names, godly parent, and age."
Everyone shuffles and pushes until they are in a straight line. A kid with black hair and amber eyes starts. "I'm Derek Piols, son of Ares, age ten."
"Shantay Evens, daughter of Hecate, age 15."
People from ages 8- 20 have joined this class. We keep heading down the line until a girl with green eyes and black hair introduces herself.
"Lassy Collins, daughter of Poseidon, age 12."
I turn to look at what would be my half sister in surprise, but the kid next to her begins speaking before I can say anything else. We end with, "Jackson Ilun, son of Morpheus."
In total there are thirty two campers, two Hecate, four Poseidon, seven Zeus (He must have been busy), two or three of Apollo, Demeter, Ares, Athena, Hermes, and a few of the minor gods children. The youngest is an eight year old son of Apollo named Stephen and the oldest is Malcolm, son of Athena.
I go on to explain what each station is and how we will be rotating through. "There are four stations, one of us will be at each. We have about forty five minutes left so you will have a little more than ten minutes at each. I'm going to count you off and then go to your respective stations," I count everyone off. "Any questions?" No one says anything. "All right, you may b-"
"I have a question," A obnoxious voice drawls behind me.
My shoulders slump as I slowly turn around.
Brandon stands there, leaning against the edge of the arena. He has changed from his royal robes into a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. But all of the stuff is very expensive from the brand names and there isn't even a speck of dirt on them.
"What do you need Brandon?" I try to keep the anger out of my voice.
"I have a question and I'm sure all of your 'students' would love to hear it," Brandon swaggers to the middle of the arena. He asks a simple question but it has so many loaded answers.
"Why did you come back loser?"
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