Annabeth POV

"PUT YOUR BACKS INTO IT, YAH LITTLE MAGGOTS" bellowed Clarisse. The daughter of Ares' cry echoed through the camp, and everyone in a half-mile radius hear.

She oversaw the setting-up of the barbed wire traps. Hopefully, it would block some of the monsters. We were on the verge of a massive war, and Camp Half Blood was now a war base. All the free time was used to set up defenses and traps around the camp, preparing for an incoming invasion.

Oh, that's right. I haven't properly introduced myself yet. I'm Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena. As of right now, I was looking at an overview of Camp Half Blood, and finding the most strategical spots to place traps.

"The grenades should go…here" I pointed to a clearing in the woods, and Travis and Connor stoll immediately took off, holding about twenty glowing-green balls. They were each filled to the brim with Greek fire.

I looked at Chiron, and we had a silent conversation It boiled down to one fact: we were not ready.

Despite the traps, defenses, and the fact that Camp Jupiter was set up right beside us, a monster army still had the chance of overwhelming us. Not to mention that there was a possibility of a titan leading them.

When I stepped outside of the Big House, I saw Greeks and Romans working together, putting up turrets here, and placing mines there.

The roman camp was based here, due to the fact that neither camp could win separately, so we banded together, into one well working machine. For now, that is.

After the giant war, all of the campers who had been in the second Giant war were made partially immortal. Then, Reyna was immortalized, and then Nico, and then every councilor for every cabin, so that they could train new demigods

However, one person was not made immortal. He played probably the biggest part in the war, and deserved more than partial immortality. He was never found, after the incident that dated back 750 years ago.

The Poseidon cabin took the longest to decide on an immortal councilor. Finally, the gods settled on a son of Poseidon named Josh Russel. Even though he Josh had never seen Percy, he tried to live up to the famous demigod's name, and did whatever he could to help the camp.

Percy Jackson wasn't seen since then. We hoped that the gods would have answers. Surely their all-seeing powers could find Percy, but they didn't find him. He's like the penny in your wallet. The one you dropped on the street, and was never found again. Except Percy was worth way, way more than a penny.

Everyone had made sure to tell the new campers of the Hero of Olympus' legacy. They made sure to keep his legend alive. The councilors told stories of Percy to make sure his legacy lived on.

Me? I was mad at him. Mad at him because I have been in a wreck ever since he left. I mean, think about this from my perspective. I was the architect of Olympus, and I had mesmerized a good amount of men. I know that I was mainly why he left, but I still wished he hadn't. I loved him the most, yet I was the one who hurt him the most.

"Hey! Owl Head!" I turned around, to see my best friend, Thalia Grace, running toward me.

"It looks like they have the traps set up. You want to go and inspect them?"

I grinned. "Let's race!" She smiled back "You're on"

By the time we had made it to the edge of the woods, both of us were panting from exhaustion and laughter.

We watched some campers carry shovels over to a massive leaf covered pit, filled with celestial bronze spikes.

I watched some of them stumble around, and I watched some of them trip over their own two feet. Their clumsiness only reminded me of Percy. The boy whose antics I had come to love and adore, the boy that still had my heart when he disappeared 750 years ago. It seemed like Thalia had noticed my expression.

"Still thinking about…him?" She asked tentatively.

I nodded numbly. "Hey, listen" I looked at her. "We have as much blame as you do."

I nodded again, not believing much.

I then felt something. A disturbance in the air. When I was made immortal, I had gained some new abilities, like the other councilors. One of them was a major increase in my strategic skills, not to brag. Another was this tingling in my scalp whenever enemies were approaching. I had that tingling now.

I extended my senses as far as I could, and saw the thing that we were preparing for. Two miles away, the monster army we had been dreading was marching toward us at a really steady pace.

"Thalia…" I said nervously.

She looked at me, and read my expression perfectly.

"We're not ready" she said. I nodded. There was no way that we could fight off a huge army like that. And there was something else at the head. Something incredibly powerful…

We glanced back at the traps, and realized that most of them were set up perfectly fine. One or two was in the direct path of the army, and they were very well concealed.

"Warn Chiron. We need to get the camp ready" I turned back toward the big house, and sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me toward there.

"Chiron" I gasped, when I had made it in. "Tell everyone-blow the conch horn *gasp* they're coming" Chiron's face showed a series of emotions. Surprise, anger, and a little bit of regret, though I'm not sure why.

Turning toward the table, he grabbed the massive conch horn, and blew into it. The deep vibration echoed through the camp, as hunters, Romans, and Greeks alike grabbed their weapons and armor. That's right. The hunters were here too. This was going to be another battle of Manhattan.

Then, as I glanced out the window, my expression turned into one of horror. The monsters had somehow managed to move much, much faster than I anticipated, and they were now nearing the camp.

"We're not ready" I heard Chiron whisper.

"We are not ready"

A/N I was going to end here, but I wanted to write a little bit more

The entire army surged forward, and met our defenses head on. Monster dust and weapons flew around the battlefield, as Chiron grabbed a bow, and I held my dagger, and ran into the fray.

I cut through a herd of hellhounds, and watched as a random arrow impaled a empousai through the head. The battle continued on, as demigods and monsters alike fell.

From the other side of the battle, I heard a scream of terror. There stood Otis and Ephialtes, cutting down demigod after demigod, and throwing around bread of all things.

Then, the unexpected happened. Thalia, spear raised, charged straight for the two twins, electricity crackling on her spear. She was met with Dracanae swiping a sword at her. Momentarily distracted, she forgot about the twins.

Which is exactly what they wanted, of course. She pulled her bowstring back, and shot the Dracanae, but Otis managed smash her head, and she went unconscious. The triumphant giant stood over the fallen huntress, satisfied with the fact that he had taken down a hunter of Artemis.

He raised his sword for the killing blow.

The sword fell, and nearly killed Thalia, had not a hoodie-wearing boy teleported right by the giant and blocked the strike.

My eyes widen. So did everyone else on the field. At that point, the battle stopped, as demigods and monsters alike looked at the smirking figure. His wild black hair blew in the wind, and his sea-green eyes studied the giant.

"Long time no see, Otis" said Perseus Jackson

A/N I know, I know. Total cliffhanger. I'm sorry. I hope you guys enjoyed this short chapter. I was in a rush.

AVeryPissedOffDwarf, saying goodbye, for now.