Nico POV
After realizing that many were affected we tried to find as many spirits as we could, we ended up with around 20 of them wanting to help us. After preparing for a week or the. it was time to fight.
We went into battle in our own ways. I went through the shadows. As we all attacked the Guardian's main base it was a clash of water, ice, shadows and nightmares. I personally went to fight Jack Frost in hopes of getting him on to our side. However, after attempting to talk to him, it seemed that he believed the guardian were the good guys and refused to change his mind. Sighing as I knew it would have had to come to this. I took out my sword and started fighting. I fought in a frenzy of shadows and pumpkins. I was teleporting all over Jack as I slashed at him. However, instead of wearing him out and killing him, once I knew he couldn't fight anymore, I knocked him out. The same was happening to the other guardian, however they got a worse fait than being knocked out. While they were powerful, against 20 powerful spirits, they were nothing. I turned around to see Santa get defeated. I looked outside to see the sun setting. Finally, after a few millennia the reign of terror was over. Suddenly, I felt something being ripped away from me. When I finally awoke, I was in the medical room of Camp Half-Blood. Was it all a dream? Sometimes half-blood dreams can be weird.
Man in the Moon POV:
That damn child, he was supposed to join the guardians, not kill them. He will pay, so will his friends, so will the spirits. .
... to be continued?
Authors note: I have been getting interested in stuff other than FanFiction. If the new sequel doesn't come please don't be surprised. ( I doubt I have any fans either way) If you want to make a sequel PM me and I will respond sometime. I will most likely not active for a while- Addicted to Nico.