Chapter Four:

Its been a long time since updating this story. Work and school have been really catching up to me and I haven't had time to write anything since I uploaded chapter 3. (Yes, chapter 4 has been written since then). Unfortunately, I just kinda forgot about this story with the pressure of assessment (which is still there by the way). So yeah, this will be the last chapter until likely after my Chemistry assignment is due (about 2-3 weeks).

Response to Reviews:

"About my comment, I meant Mount Olympus. Like, since the Empire State Building is only the entryway, the actual MOUNT OLYMPUS won't be affected right?"

Response: Ah, ok. That makes much more sense. I can't answer this question at the moment, so you'll just have to wait and see how it plays out.

"Oh boy, another Trump hater. Why do you need to inject politics into fanfiction? Does it make you feel better? We'll have fun dealing with him till 2024! MAGA!"

Response: Oh boy, another person that didn't read the Authors Note labelled very important at the start of chapter 1. As to why I need to inject politics into fanfiction. I mean… not like it's a massive part of war and the plot…. Nope… completely unnecessary…. I accepted your review so other people can see how you failed to read my note on how all the politics and the leader's actions were exaggerated deliberately. If you had read that, you would understand that my representation of those politicians in the story have nothing to do with how they act in real life or in my opinions. By leaving that review all you did was make yourself look stupid.

February 3rd, 2020

Percy glanced around at the three hundred or so demigods around him. They were gathered in the throne room of Mount Olympus.

"Attention" Zeus stated, his voice travelling across the throne room. "Russia has been silent for quite a time now. I believe now is the time to strike." Muttering broke out across the room. Zeus held up a hand for silence. "Many of you would have heard of the interception of the South Korean Army, and how a Russian Intelligence Force wiped them out. I have decided that the best way to weaken Russia is from the inside. We are going on a secret invasion deep into Russia, our goal is to wipe out several intelligence forces. Mortals may have guns, and bombs, and other fancy stuff we don't have, but they don't have Gods."

The Demigods nodded grimly.

"We leave in three hours, don't bother with spare clothes, bring food, water, and your weapons." Zeus said.

The Demigods raced off, some disappearing into the city and others running off down the halls of Mount Olympus to gather their things.

XXX

Several hours later, the Gods and Demigods had climbed aboard the Argo II. They were about twelve hours into the journey towards Russia. Percy smiled as he smelt the sea breeze. Even though they were heading to somewhere where hundreds of them likely to die, it was quite peaceful for that moment. Just 12 Gods and 300 Demigods in the open sea. If he looked hard enough, he could just see the outline of their destination on the horizon.

It was several hours later that the tired demigods and not so tired Gods arrived on the shoreline in the early hours of the morning. It was surprisingly quiet on the small, private beach. The Demigods readied their supplies and weapons and crept onto the rocky shore. They didn't know exactly where they were, only that they were on the very border of Russia. They slipped quietly off the beach and across the rocky, harsh land. They slowly crept in land, hoping that there were no Russian soldiers nearby. They were very tired after the long boat trip and were hoping for a place to rest for the next day before trying to attack a Russian Intelligence Force.

Alas, it wasn't to be. Jason had flown over the area as a scout, and there was apparently a small Russian camp four – five kilometres north of them. He approximated that there were about 3000 soldiers there, all armed with guns and possibly some artillery, but he hadn't gotten a particularly good look.

"What's the plan?" Percy asked, turning to Annabeth. They were currently in Zeus's tent, gathered for a plan to take the camp without letting any Russians escape.

"The best plan is to attack at night, giving us an element of surprise if they don't spot us. Six Gods on one side to stop them from trying to flee, the other six and the demigods attacking from the other three sides. We need to get up very close to do proper damage to them, if they spot us 100 meters from the camp, we'll take heavy casualties due to their guns and artillery. We cannot let them escape or they'll send a full, prepared Intelligence Force after us. The Gods power won't be as strong here, so I don't think we are strong enough to take on an entire force. Our powers will be, but we are very limited. Our celestial bronze weapons won't work against the mortals, so we have to attack with steel. We don't know the capabilities of their armour, so always aim for weak points, never try to batter it." Annabeth said.

Athena nodded. "If we can take out this force it will give the other demigods a confidence boost which we can hopefully ride on to take out a larger force. We are here as a quick team of assassins, basically. We strike hard and fast and get the hell out." She said. "However, I see a flaw in this plan. They have internet connection, allowing them to send extremely fast messages. We need to somehow disable these before we attack, or they'll get a message to their government."

Annabeth cursed softly. "The children of Hermes can sneak in and disable the messaging systems. There is about fifty of them. That's our best option. If we want to take this camp, we need to take some serious risks."

"I agree" Athena said, nodding. "Zeus can strike down their radio signal using lightning to further disable it."

The other gods and demigods in the tent nodded. "Let's go break the news" Zeus said.

"Attention Demigods!" Zeus shouted. The demigods came stumbling out of their tents and lined up in orderly formation outside Zeus's tent. "There is a small Russian defence camp about 4 kilometres North of us. They have scouts watching just two kilometres away. There will be no fires tonight. We attack in the early hours of the morning."

The demigods shifted uncomfortably. They were tired and not looking forward to an attack.

"Here's the plan. Six of us Gods will scout around the camp, departing in 30 minutes. We will wait behind the forces in case messengers try to flee. You will be attacking from the other three sides, 80 demigods to each side approximately. All children of Hermes will infiltrate the camp one and a half hours prior to the attack to disable the technology. Do you all know how to do this?" Zeus asked.

There was a shouted agreement from Hermes's children.

"Good. Does everyone understand?"

The demigods roared their approval. They were ready to fight.

XXX

General Joseph Dunford once again, stood in the meeting room. There was only one meeting room in his mind, the one where he spoke privately to President Donald J. Trump.

"You wanted to see me, President?" he asked hesitantly. Trump seemed to have lost a lot of his common sense recently, and every decision he made felt off.

"Yes… I am becoming… impatient with this war effort against Russia." He responded. Dunford tilted his head slightly, wondering where this was going. "China has yet to make a move, and I wish to show Putin how much of a mistake he made initiating this war. I wish to attack Moscow directly… and in a nuclear fashion." Trump stated.

Dunford's eyes widened. "No! President, you can't! if you drop a nuclear bomb, Russia will respond in kind! It could be the end of the world!" Dunford exclaimed.

"You can blame Russia for it. I wish for a resolution to this war, and I intend to come out on top, at all costs." Trump said.

"Please reconsider Sir! Please! It isn't worth the lives of possibly BILLIONS of people!"

"Quite on the contrary, I believe it is. We bunker down as many as we possibly can in the six nuclear bunkers scattered across the United States. Out military taking priority, obviously. Russia won't be prepared. If we can get six or seven nuclear bombs dropped in their major cities… we win." Trump said.

"Sir, the nuclear deterrent! You might take out millions of lives, but they still have nuclear weaponry scattered across their country, they could easily strike back and trigger a nuclear war that would end the world!" Dunford was almost yelling now, beginning to panic.

"I make the commands around here, Dunford. Or are you forgetting something?" Trump asked.

Dunford nodded sullenly and backed out of the room.

XXX

February 4th, 2020

The demigods gathered in the scrublands near where the Russia camp was. Six of the Olympians had flown around the back under the cover of the clouds in their chariots. The demigods were currently preparing their weapons and armour for the fight of their lives. There was about half an hour until the ambush. The children of Hermes had shut down most of the messaging systems and radio stations, and they had yet to start back up.

Zeus struck down the radio tower with lightning, causing alarmed shouts to rise from the men as metal clattered down the side of the tower. Their internet connection and radio connection were completely cut. It was time to attack. The demigods rushed forward in complete silence, odd steel in their hands where they were used to celestial bronze. The sons of Apollo shot down guards from the backline as the demigods made it to the camp. All at once shouts of alarm spread through the Russian camp as they rushed for their weapons.

The demigods rushed forward, taking out many surprised Russian men before they could pick up their guns. The six Olympians around the back were attempting to stop the other Russians from picking up their weapons and were only slightly successful. 1600 Russians gathered their weapons, many of them falling to lightning strikes and waves of water, and only a small earthquake.

Light was beginning to shine over the horizon as the battle wore on. 50 demigods had died, and the initial rush of excitement was over. There was still many Russian creeping around the camp in small groups, whilst Demigods dashed from shadow to shadow in groups of three, continuously ambushing the well – armed Russians. The gods stuck from the sky, swooping down and using their immortality to their advantage, but the bullets from the Russians that continued to strike them was wearing them down, several had crashed into the scrublands and forest.

Percy, Annabeth and Travis Stoll crept around the corner of a tent. Their, just 15 paces away, was a small group of 10 Russians, all armed with guns and armour. They stood in a circle facing outwards, creeping slowly through the camp. None of them had seen the three demigods. They slowly slipped from tent to tent, staying just out of sight of the Russians. Percy spotted another trio of Demigods on the other side of the pathway between the tents and nodded slightly to them.

A son of Apollo amongst the other trio shot three arrows into the necks of the Russians before they realised what was happening. The demigods surged forwards, getting close enough to stab the Russians as they desperately shot and missed over and over. One demigod cried out in pain as several of the Russians went down. Several seconds later and five demigods stood victorious over the ten Russian soldiers. The son of Apollo lay on the ground, still in the shade of the tent he had shot his arrows from. There was a bullet in his stomach, and he coughed blood onto the ground, groaning.

The girl, a daughter of Demeter perhaps, force fed him nectar, but he was too far gone. The light faded from his eyes as he collapsed in the dirt, dead. The girl groaned in pain, anger, and despair, but stood up. Her eyes alit with a determined fire, and she faced them defiantly.

"We win this today, for him. And for all of our brothers and sisters who died." She said, daring one of them to say otherwise.

Percy nodded. "Let's keep moving there's still hundreds of them and not many of us. Several of the gods, I'm not sure which, have fallen. Zeus seems to have gone quiet. Its up to us." Percy said.

The others nodded in grim determination. "Let's go" Annabeth said, and led them back through the camp, creeping from tent to tent in what seemed like an endless journey.

XXX

A hundred Russian missiles flew across the ocean, aimed for the Empire State Building. The American defences aimed for them, and the anti-air turrets fired, striking down every missile, except one. The one missile in the blind spot of the American radar defences.

The missile travelled through faster than the speed of sound, no one even saw it until it struck the very center of the Empire State Building. The explosion caused the entire middle of the building to collapse. On February 4th, 2020, the top half of the Empire State Building, fell, collapsing and burning onto the streets below.

XXX

Jonathon Crowl's jaw dropped as the Empire State Building collapsed just two kilometres from his apartment. He saw the fire as it fell, killing almost everyone on the street below. This war was getting real… He needed to leave.

He flicked on the T.V.

BREAKING NEWS: EMPIRE STATE BUILDING STRUCK BY RUSSIAN MISSILE!

'Just one hour ago, the Empire State Building was struck down by a Russian missile which somehow bypassed American defences. President Trump had this to say:

"If Putin wants a war to kill thousands, then so be it. America will not tolerate the deliberate targeting of world - renowned buildings and structures, we will fight back America, and that is my promise"

Jonathon Crowl flicked off the T.V. The war was getting out of hand. And he was in the middle of the target zone.

But… hadn't the home of the Greek Gods been on top of Mount Olympus? What had happened to them?

Little did he know, that what he was thinking was echoing through the minds of thousands of people…

XXX

Zeus groaned from where he lay in the dirt by the Russian camp. He was one of the Gods that had taken too many bullets. But there was something else, something that was causing them to become weaker. But what was it?

Then he realised. He couldn't feel a strong connection to Mount Olympus. Not out here, not in Russia. His powers were weakening, and for some reason, so was Mount Olympus. They were… it was… fading…

End of Chapter 4

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