Percy's POV

Annabeth's hand was in mine, her head on my shoulder, we were on the docks at Camp Half-blood, staring out across the water, listening to the small waves crash against the shore. The murmur of the other campers all around camp. Annabeth was happy, the other campers were happy, the gods were happy, I was happy.

I tilted his head back, my eyes closed, facing the sun shining on my face, then I felt a shadow cover the sun, and the air turned cold, I opened my eyes, thinking that there was a cloud over the instead I see shadows, circling over the camp, at first I thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me, being a demigod, well, it's pretty crazy so…

The other campers began yelling and screaming, and that was when I realized that the shadows that I thought were just in my head, were dragons.

The dragons, were circling the camp, and they seemed to be sizing us up, seeing if it is worth it to try to eat some of us for lunch,

I pulled Riptide out of my pocket, not that it would do much against the dragons, but at least it was something, beside me, Annabeth took out her knife. We glanced at each other, and ran over to the other campers near the middle of the valley, looking up at the dragons, which dived, headed straight for us, and we realized…

they were past the barrier.

It was total chaos at that point, no monsters had gotten past the barrier for years, and now, the first ones, are now heading straight towards us, ready to take bites out of terrified campers, who were now or either, frozen in fear, or running around like crazy, while a few were knocking their bows, and taking aim at the dragons' mouths, which were were now glowing with fire coming up their throats, now everyone was running, not that it would really do much if the dragons were to actually be inside of the barrier, they could burn everything in the Camp down in minutes if the campers couldn't kill them in time,

Oh, shoot, we're dead

The dragons fired, everyone screamed, there was a flash and the dragons disappeared,

Everyone was looking around, confused, even Annabeth seemed confused, the only ones who did not seem confused was Dionysus and Chiron, and them being the oldest beings there, well, everyone assumed that they knew what was going on, so, everyone looked at them, seeing Dionysus yawn,

"Welp, this is your problem Chiron, I'm going to bed"

"No you're not Dionysus, it's them, remember? That they were gonna come today with a big scare?" said Chiron, stopping him,

"Uuuuuuugggh, fine," he complained, "everyone, meet our new campers, who are more "mythical" than the rest of you, and more interesting I might say," he told the terrified campers, pointing towards the top of the Big House, were there were a couple dozen young men, standing there as if ready to fight.

All of them wearing silver armor, and all of them with swords and knives strapped the belts at their waists, and a bow and a quiver full of arrows, on the backs or on the belts of half a dozen of them. Their hair was all messy, scars, bruises, and scratches covered their face and arms. Bandages covering their hands, their eyes were all different colors, some green, some black, or brown, and one or two who seemed to have red eyes.

"Uum, who are they?" I asked quietly, I know it is such a smart question, but I was confused, just like everyone else…

"Well…" started Chiron, gaze flickering between the confused campers, Dionysus, and the demigods on the roof

"Well, we are the Guardians, of course" said one of guys on the roof, who had messy, dark blonde hair with white streaks, a scar running down the side of his face over his eye, two swords, white as fresh fallen snow, strapped to his back, and a dangerous and dark look in his eyes that seemed a mix of grey, blue, and green.

"Who?" asked Annabeth

"Well…" another began, flipping off the roof with the guy who called them the Guardians, somehow landing right in front of us their swords to our throats, even though we were like, 50 feet away from the Big House. Behind them the other Guardians could be seen jumping off of the tall building. All of them smiling, "We are the protectors of pretty much everything in this realm, the Underworld, and Olympus, and able to kick all yours, your Roman friends, all the world's armies, all the Underworld's armies, all of Olympus's armies, all the gods' in existence, all the Titans', all the giants' butts, all at the same the same time." said the second boy, his smile wider. His black hair, pushed around by a nonexistent wind, his black eyes glittering with mischief, his lean, muscular body, loose, and confident, scars cutting through his right eyebrow, his sword silver, bronze, gold, and black, in stripes, from hilt to tip.

The two put their swords into their sheaths at their waists, the blonde hair cast a warning glance at the black haired boy, then looked back at us, saying "well, all of that is true, we are pretty powerful, and amazing, I may add, but we won't do anything to you without a good motive," he glared at the black-haired boy, then smiled playfully at us, "other than turning into dragons and scaring you all!" no one spoke, we were all stunned, "anyways, you must be Percy, and Annabeth, Frank, Hazel, Leo, Piper, Jason, Nico, Reyna, and Grover. I'm Bright Light, this is Master, and we are the leaders of the Guardians!"