A/N: I got a review! Thank you to covid19sucks for the review! That concludes the a/n.
Edit: Please don't wish COVID on me. This is my AU, and I was kinda just trying to prove to a friend that I could write something like this decently. I'd love for you guys to stay safe, and not wish bad things upon others :) Also, I'm a beta now!
Ethan Nakamura was out of heat. Nico di Angelo was still hoping to not be fighting against Hazel. Stress had affected both of them minimally, not that they'd admit that it was just them that caused the following 'incident'
Ethan and Nico had been assigned to the same unit. Ethan had kissed Nico. Nico had kissed back. The both of them had run in opposite directions, Ethan to go fight alongside the pack omega, Charlotte, Nico to find Hazel. His sword had been the result of melted down Stygian iron weapons, and it was about the same length as his old one. The one Hazel carried most likely. Nico bit his lip before charging forward. He had found hazel. Pitch black swords met and clashed. Nico fell back, looking over the Marisol for verification that she was leading Percy over for a switch up. She was, and as she got closer, they both fell back and switched.
Death and water clashed, Marisol fell back and Hazel landed a fatal blow. Nico defaulted to two-one skills, deflecting Percy's blade so hard that it flew out of his hands, and then focusing on Hazel. Hazel looked at him, a look of disappointment in her eyes, then dropped the sword. Nico looked at her, before pulling a bag of fake blood, popping it with his sword, then giving it to Hazel, who knew what to do. She slipped it under her jacket, made a hole in her jacket, and laid down in the ground as though dead. This would come in handy later, when Hazel would do something outrageous. Until then, she was assumed dead, and Nico went to help the struggling Skylar.
Nico fought through crowds of Romans and Greeks, easily ending most of them. Charlotte had been backed into a corner by Annabeth, who was trying to end the formerly animatronic girl. Vicki saw this, and she went into her ultimate form for the first time. Her corset broke, and her skin turned purple, her eyes white, and her smile was cruel, "No one hurts my omega." Vicki growled, before charging at Annabeth, knocking her down easily. Percy went to help, leaving him vulnerable to the strike that both gave him a nose bleed, and knocked him out cold.
Hazel stood up at he very end, crumbling the ground under the rest of the ranks of Gaea's army. Vicki's leg fell in, but as the ground closed on it, she manged to get up, only ending up damaging her leg. She'd be able to walk with a cane, but she didn't know that at the moment. All she cared about was making sure her omega was save, which she was. That taken care of, she looked to Nico who shadow-traveled the four survivors back to base.
The last of the pack was taken to get a picture taken of who not to bring into either of the camps. Charlie stood next to Vicki with her arms crossed, while Vicki's face was cold, and her left hand was on a cane that she leaned her weight onto. Ethan and Nico stood behind, Ethan's hand on Vicki's shoulder, Nico glaring into the camera, while having both his hands on Charlie's shoulders. The four were then sent to Alaska, where the gods could not bail them out anymore.
A/N: I love reviews. They keep me sane. Keep me sane by reviewing *wink*. Enjoy some of my other stories by clicking the link to my profile at the top :) I have a new story going on about Fierrochase. It ignores most canon, so you haven't read the series, your call. Anyways, I have a quote of the day to leave you with, "Why is there a spider the size of me on my head?" I let one of my younger siblings play mine craft with me. Fatal mistake. Anyway... Bye!