Athens: So I am back after sooooooo long. And no I am not dead. I bet some of you thought that. Well this seems kind of boring without Max. Now where did I put my spell book…?

Disclaimer:

Athens: I do not own Percy Jackson or any of Rick's characters.

Chapter 6

"WHAT?" I screamed, and then I realized that it was two A.M. and people would still be sleeping. Me? I was sitting in a chair trying to tell what happened after my second near death experience. But something told me that I would have a lot more when it came to my Demigod career.

"Or at least you were. You know how after you die your soul goes to the underworld and is judged by a jury if you should go to The Fields of Punishment, Elysian, or Asphodel Fields." I nodded. "What I am about to say cannot leave this room. You should not be able to know this, but according to your mother you need to know why you are special."

"My ELA teacher showed us a twelve minute speech about how no one is special." (There is search you are not special commencement speech from Wellesley high school)

"Well you are. This is your third life" He let me sit there for a moment gapping at what happed. Then he continued, "You were a child of Athena in your last life too. You fought in World War One, ending it a lot quicker than anyone thought possible. You see the leader of Germany was a monster in indigo.

You fought on the sidelines, taking out the most important leaders, since they were monsters too. You planed a tactical mission against Wilhelm the 2nd assassinating him before he found Camp- half blood."

"Wait you are saying that the camp was in Germany?"

"Yes it was it moves whenever the gods move, it complicated but I don't have time to explain. Then in World War Two your plane was shot down while you were on your way to take out Hitler. No one survived. The plane had two other demigods in it, but their bodies were never found."

"Who were they?"

"I am not at the liberty of telling you that right now."

"Well then, can you tell me how you know all of this?"

"Because…" a look of distraught flickered across his face. He looked down at his 'feet' and sighed. Then he looked up at me and looked at me, pity written all over his face. He drew in and said, in a quite different voice, "Look around, what do you not hear?"

"Um… Chiron's voice."

"Yes besides that," the voice hissed. Female I decided.

"No dragon…"

"Yes, and what could that mean?" the voice was steadily growing louder.

"We're under attack. We're Under Attack." I screamed at the ceiling.

"Good, your mom said you were smart." With a roar a leaped over at Chiron and hit him between the eyes. He fell over, still in his wheelchair, passed out. With that I sprinted out of the big house and strait for the Athena cabin. As I got there I saw the lights on all around the cabin.

As I walked in I saw Percy sitting on bunk, staring at the ceiling. Next to him was a Cherokee girl next to him, whom I had never seen before. Then again I had not been here for long. "Where is Annabeth?" I asked the girl.

"No idea, Percy came here to talk to Annabeth, and he did not find her. So here we are."

"Well I might know where she is." Percy looked up, eyes blazing.

"Were?" he said, his voice hoarse.

"When I was talking to Chiron his voice changed into a females and she sort of warned me that we are under attack."

"And you believe the voice." The anger in his voice was obvious.

"Well, ya. There is no dragon. No noise, nothing." The two of them looked at each other and something passed between them.

"Fine we'll come with you." Said the girl, "Names Piper, and you seem to already seem to know Percy."

As we ran back out into the pitch black, we saw several other cabin lights on. Other people are missing too. As we got to the hill top we saw nothing. Then Piper pulled a flashlight out and we looked out over the hill. What I saw would horrify me for years to come, then again may things would.

As we looked out we saw Annabeth and several other demigods being held at arrow point. Behind them were a few giants, each armed to the teeth. At least I think they had teeth. Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of movement. As I turned to look, there was nothing there. As I turned back I heard the rustle of leaves. I jerked my head back to see a black cloaked man crouching in the brush. Rage burned through my veins, mixing with the adrenaline that was already there.

One of the giants stepped forward and into Piper's light. Turing around I saw lanterns running up the hill, reinforcements. When the few other campers ran up the hill the giant spoke. "We will let your fellow campers live if you give us them." With that he pointed at me and Percy. Percy and I stood there while everyone else stared talking.

I have seen enough Burn Notice to know that even if we turned ourselves over; they would still take or kill the hostages. I looked over at Percy and saw the fire in his eyes. No way, I though, am I going to let them mess with another one of my sisters. I leaned over and whispered to him, "I think they messed with the wrong demigods."

Percy, smiling, replied, "You mean demigod."

"Ya, me." With that we both charged down at the hill, strait for the bowmen. Timed seamed to slow down as we rushed down at the mob. I heard the shouts of startled campers up the hill. I even heard Percy mutter, "Stop it Kronos."

Time sped back up and I saw Annabeth shift her body weight so she went crashing down into the other demigods. The archers fired into the dark air. I grabbed my necklace and suddenly I had twin swords, right in time. The giants seemed anxious to avenge their kind, so when two of them stepped in my path they both met hell.

When I turned my attention back to the archers, and now with Percy cutting through their ranks, they started, slowly, to back up to the road. The one that Ella died on. As I sprinted for the retreating archers, and twang of a bowstring shot through the air, and my left sword was jerked out of my hand. As I turned, I saw the man in black standing calmly, arrow already on the bow.

A fresh wave of adrenaline washed through my veins, and I charged strait for him. As I got closer, I saw him release the arrow, strait for my heart. Twisting I moved out of the way, unfortunately my other sword got in the way. The arrow struck the sword dead center. The arrow shattered on impact. I kept going, not letting him out of my sight.

Suddenly, he turned to run. Not today you little… Right as I was catching up, my sword seemed to grow hot. I looked down, it cost me because I stumbled for a moment, and saw my sword glowing bright red. I don't think swords are supposed to do that. I made a split second decision, probably saving my life, and I stopped and threw my sword like a knife strait at him.

As the sword was about to hit the shrinking figure, the sword turned into the most lethal grenade I had ever seen. Hot red light arched through the air, effectively blinding everyone on the hill. Just as fast as the light came, it disappeared, leaving only a charred spot of grass. No body, just the black, singed cloak of the figure.

I turned back towards the rest of the demigods, as I looked at them some of them were hugging each other. Some of them must have been hostages, I thought. Percy was hugging Annabeth, who was softly crying. I passed them by, slowly smiling.

"Hey!" called a voice. As I turned a name finally clicked into place.

"Dalton, right?" I asked, but when I said it, it sounded like a statement, not a question.

"What is that, a question or a statement?" He said jokingly. "Ya it is. Son of Apollo."

"Wasn't that crazy Roman dude who shot himself into the sky dad's Apollo too?"

Wincing he replied, "Ya it was, but I don't like to talk about it. Great job on the hill."

"Thanks, I bet you did great too."

"All I did was run up the hill, fully armored mind you, just to find the battle was over. You know how long it's been since we had a border skirmish? Too long." With that I walked back down to the big house, all the way talking with Dalton.

Athens: FOUND IT! All right, now where's that spell…? Ah here it is *mutters incantation.* And I Bring This Creature Accepting His Fate.

*Cloud of smoke*

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