Mixed Bloodline
Disclaimer: I do not own the PJO or HOO series.
AN: This story will always be in 3rd person POV.
Continued from last chapter:
The conch horn sounded. Chiron stepped out of the Big House. His face was unnaturally grim.
"Tartarus has struck." He announced gravely. All the campers looked up at the hill. There were unknown monsters standing with the rest of the never-ending army. They gasped. How the Hades could they win? Meanwhile, unknown to the campers, a black figure retreated from its cabin and went over to the enemy.
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On Asgard
The alarm started ringing. Percy groaned and tried to shut it off blindly. He couldn't find the button, so he sat up and pressed it. He groaned. It read 4:55AM. That was how early he had to wake up. It was exhausting. He slid his legs on the side of the bed, stretched and stood up slowly. His whole body ached. Percy moved towards his closet and randomly picked out his clothing. Today was a free day, so he could explore the city all he wanted. He grinned. Finally. He had been trapped in this palace since he had gotten here. Now it was time to explore. He wore a plain sea green T-shirt, loose-fitting jeans, a beanie, and his brand new navy blue Vans. Then he put on his gray hoodie and stepped out the door. Percy looked around. The hallways were empty. That wasn't creepy at all. Usually at least one or two people would walk by or sounds could be heard, but it was dead silence. He began walking to the direction of the back door, leading to the garden and arena. Maybe everyone was there. Percy walked fast and went through the back door. He was greeted instantly with sunlight. He rubbed his eyes, adjusting himself to the bright light and took the path that led him to the garden. There he found some people, but no Thor. Percy was confused. Thor was never late. He spotted a ten year old looking boy, and started walking towards him. The boy saw him and gave a big smile. Percy politely asked him for the time. The boy told him that it was 3:00AM. Percy's eyes widened. He quickly thanked the boy and set off to go back into the palace and back to his bedroom. How was his alarm clock wrong? He checked it last night and it was perfectly fine. 'Thor.' He thought. It had to be him. He probably wanted Percy to learn about discipline. He sighed and opened the door back into his bedroom and changed his jeans into loose fitting pajama pants and took off his shirt, shoes, and hat and threw them somewhere inside the room. He would find them later. Who sleeps in jeans? Then he flopped on his big and comfy bed, drifting off to sleep almost instantly.
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At Camp Half-Blood
The campers stared at the army walking towards them in fear. They were scared out of their wits. How could they defeat such an army? With unknown monsters? Suddenly, a howl broke through the night. Everyone turned their heads to the noise. A gray and white wolf with red eyes emerged from the woods. Then another figure stepped behind it. Everyone gasped. Reyna, daughter of Bellona, was standing beside Lupa.
"The Romans are here to help." She announced. The camp cheered. Then the Romans walked in. There was at least 200 of them. Their hopes rose. Maybe it wasn't a long shot after all. Everyone quickly went into their battle positions and set up traps. They looked at the oncoming army.
"FOR OUR CAMPS!" Yelled one of the campers.
"FOR OUR CAMPS!" The demigods chorused. Then they charged into battle. Clangs were heard, also the few explosions with the Greek fire. Cries rang throughout the camp, some monsters and some campers. It was a raging battlefield. Reyna was helping some Ares campers fight a strange-looking dragon. Leo was using his fire powers against most of the ice giants. He melted them pretty quickly, but more took their place. He was beginning to get exhausted. Piper, Hazel, Thalia, Nico, and Annabeth were fighting the demigod general. He didn't look to big in size, and looked about the same age as them. He wore black armor with a mask on. He looked sort of familiar. The boots... They had a logo on them. What did it say? Annabeth looked closer and squinted her eyes. 'Hermes approved", it had said. A son of Hermes? What? Who? Was he or she from camp? Annabeth's mind raced with thoughts of people that could've been spies. She hated spies. The last Titan war... She didn't like thinking about it. It brought up too much painful memories that she hated. Annabeth focused back onto the battle. The person in black stood calmly, as if expecting something. Suddenly, she heard a roar. Her friends turned to where the sound was coming from. A hellhound with eyes as red as lava leaped from the trees and stopped beside the mysterious figure. The figure smirked and jumped on its back, then they both shadow-traveled into the night.
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On Asgard
Percy's alarm clock rang again. This time, the actual time was correct. Percy leaped out of bed and got dressed in different clothes, because he had lost the ones he was supposed to wear. He sighed. Then he put on a navy blue Tshirt, blue jeans, the same Vans he had before, and a snapback hat with cool wave designs on it. Then he ran through the hallways to the kitchen. He quickly grabbed a piece of toast and ran out to the back door. Percy was late. He had been supposed to meet Thor at 5:50AM, but now it was 5:58AM. Thor was going to kill him. He gulped. A burnt Percy was not a happy Percy. He ran to the arena, stuffing the piece of toast in his mouth. He finally found Thor waiting. He started walking towards him.
"Percy! Camp Half-Blood is under attack. And they're losing." Those were the words that barely came out of his mouth before Percy vapor traveled to the borders of Camp Half-Blood. He saw utter chaos.
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At Camp Half-Blood
Percy appeared on the border and started slashing his way to the other side- the friendly side. Nebulous was a pure arc of power and destruction. He didn't even count how many monsters that he had killed. What only mattered was that he kept the camp safe. He finally found a clearing, taking off his hat for a few seconds. It was pretty hot. He was sweating but was refreshed when he summoned water to dump on himself. Then Percy put his cap back on and fought. Then a horn sounded. The monsters began retreating. Everyone was confused. Why were they retreating? They had been winning. 'Oh gods. That's why they're retreating. They found me.' Percy thought. He was a celebrity to monsters all over. Apparently they got fame if they killed him. He sighed. 'Might as well make myself known.' He thought. Percy stepped out from the shadows. Everyone turned to him and stared. Some of the Venus and Aphrodite kids started swooning over him while the others were glad that he came. Percy waved hello and looked at the monsters. Then one came up towards him. He looked very familiar. 'So. Old Beef Head's back eh?' Percy thought as the Minotaur walked towards him. He simply shot an energy ball flying towards it. It sank into the Minotaur's chest and he staggered back and crumbled to dust. The monsters panicked and ran the other direction. They didn't want the same fate. They all fled to their secret base. Percy smirked and walked towards the campers. They stared at him, wide-eyed. Then they all cheered. Percy smiled. They lost many, but had gotten the victory. However, the battle was won, but the war had just begun. He was about to create a speech when a scream came from the woods. It was a girl's scream. A loud roar followed. Percy's face looked grim. He knew which monster. He ran into the woods, dodging trees and jumping over rocks and branches. He needed to kill that creature now, before it was too late.
AN: There's the chappie with a cliffhanger.. Who's the one that screamed? Find out in the next chapter. Until then folks.
~DaughterOfNeptune24
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