Dancing Trees: Yes, the last few sentences were meant to be confusing, you it's mainly because Luna's a little spacey, although I might make it have a point later on (still not sure), thank you for reviewing!
ChickWithThePurpleGuitar, 2coolwriter, and glistening moon: Here you go!
Blast: No, he is just impulsive and really hates Ron
citgirl: you'll see
Ron wrestled with the two Slytherins for what seemed like forever. And none of them were ready to give up any time soon.
"Stop!" Nott cried suddenly.
"What?" Weasley and Zabini demanded.
" . . . Did you guys hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"Come on!" Theodore ran off.
"Hey, Nott! Wait! Nott, wait up!" Blaise ran after him.
"Oh, you're not going anywhere!" Ron growled, running after them.
"YOU!" Annabeth turned to Luke. "To think that I . . . that I thought - - "
She drew her knife.
"Wait, what's going on?" Zabini asked Nott.
The other boy shrugged. "I don't know, I just got here."
Percy looked utterly horrified. "Annabeth, don't." hr tried to take her arm, but she shook him off.
She attacked Kronos, and his smug smile faded. Perhaps some part of Luke remembered that he used to like this girl, used to take care of her when she was little. She plunged her knife between the straps of his armor, right at his collar bone. The blade should've sunk into his chest, but instead it bounced right off.
"Is that normal?" whispered Astoria.
Annabeth doubled over, clearly in pain. She clutched her arm to her stomach. The jolt might have been enough to dislocate her bad shoulder.
Percy yanked her back as Kronos swung his scythe, slicing the air where she'd been standing.
She fought Percy and screamed. "I HATE you!" he wasn't sure if she was talking about him, Luke, or Kronos. Tears streaked the dust on her face.
"I have to fight him," he told her.
"It's my fight too, Percy!"
Kronos laughed. "So much spirit. I can see why Luke wanted to spare you. Unfortunately, that won't be possible."
He raised his scythe. Percy got ready to defend, but before Kronos could strike, a dog's howl pierced the air somewhere behind the Titan's army. "Arrooooo!"
"Mrs. O'Leary?"
"Who?" asked Nott.
The enemy forced stirred uneasily. Then the strangest thing happened. They began to part, clearing a path through like something behind them was forcing them to.
Soon there was a free aisle down the center of Fifth Avenue. Standing at the end of the block was a giant dog and a smill figure in black armor.
"Nico?" asked Percy in awe.
"Nico?" Astoria said, "as in: Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades?"
"Yeah, why?"
Astoria just stared. This couldn't be him. It just couldn't be. He didn't look much older than her. She could probably beat him up herself.
"ROWWF!" Mrs. O'Leary called, bounding foward. She ignored the growling monsters on either side. Nico strode forward. The enemy fell back before him like he radiated death, which of course he did.
Through the face of his helmet, he smiled. "I got your message. Is it too late to join the party?"
"Son of Hades," Kronos spit on the ground, "do you love death so much you wish to experiance it?"
"Your death," Nico retorted, "would be great for me."
Astoria took it back. This kid was tough.
"I'm immortal, you fool! I have escaped Tartarus. You have no business here, and no chance to live."
Nico drew his sword. "I don't agree."
It wasn't just any sword he had raised. It was Stygian iron, three feet of wicked sharp metal. It had some sort of odd glow to it. Most people took a step back.
The ground rumbled. Cracks appeared in the road, the sidewalks, the sides of buildings. Skeletal hands grasped the air as the dead clawed their way into the world of the living. There were thousands of them, and as they emerged, the Titan's monsters got jumpy and started to back up. Yep, this was the son of Hades, all right!
"Cool," Blaise whispered.
"HOLD YOUR GROUND!" Kronos demanded. "The dead are no match for us."
Just as he said those words, the sky turned dark and cold. Shadows thickened. A harsh war horn sounded, and as the dead soldiers formed up ranks with their guns and swords and spears, and enormous chariot roared down Fifth Avenue. It came to a stop next to Nico. The horses were living shadows, fashioned from darkness. The chariot was inlaid with obsian and gold, decorated with scenes of painful death. Holding the reins was Hades himself, Lord of the Dead, with Demeter and Persephone riding behind him.
Neville fainted.
Hades smiled coldly. "Hello, father," he said, "your looking . . . young."
"Hades," Kronos growled. "I hope you and your ladies have come pledge your allegiance."
"I'm afraid not." Hades sighed. "My son here convinced me that perhaps I should prioritize my list of enemies." He glanced with distaste. "As much as I dislike certain upstart demigods . . . and idiotic wizards - - "
"Hey!" Harry protested.
"It would not due for Olympus to fall. I would miss bickering with my siblings. And if there is one thing that we agree on, it's that you were a TERRIBLE father!"
"Harsh," Astoria whispered.
"He ate his children alive," Percy pointed out.
"Gross," Astoria said.
"Awesome," said Blaise.
Hades drew his sword, a double-edged Stygian blade edged with silver. "Now fight me! For today the House of Hades will be called the saviors of Olympus."
"I don't have time for this," Kronos snarled.
He struck the ground with his scythe. A crack spread in both directions, circling the Empire State Building. A wall of force shimmered along the fissure line, separating Kronos' vanguard and Percy's team from the bulk of two armies.
"He's sealing us in," Thalia whispered. "He's collapsing the magic barriers around Manhattan - - cutting off just the building and us."
"Hey, no fair!" Astoria whined, "you cheated!"
Kronos turned. An amused smile played on his face. "Life isn't fair," he said.
Pedestrians began to wake up everywhere. "What's going on?" Hermione demanded, getting up. "And why are there Slytherins everywhere?"
They were distracted by a loud voice saying, "ATTACK!"
Wow, I finally got this chapter done. I had trouble looking for a good stopping place, so sorry if it seems to end a little suddenly.
I apologize for not being able to put Astoria's promise in this chapter, but I'm still thinking of a way to put it in. It will probably be in the next chapter.
I know it's annoying when authors always tell you to review, but . . . REVIEW!
