Third Person POV
Annabeth struggled with the now otherwise unconscious Percy and Luke quickly ran to help.
Chiron sidled closer and picked up Percy's limp body from Annabeth and Luke. He looked around at all the campers still surrounding the area.
"Go back to your cabins. Prizes will be divvied out at breakfast in the morning. Everyone help any campers if needed to the infirmary. Apollo cabin, we need your best healers for this."
Chiron started off into the woods, Annabeth and Luke following on his heels.
Before he could get very far, another hellhound sprung out of the shadows. It managed to rip Percy from Chiron's hands and sent him flying through the air. With an unpleasant crack!, his body slammed into a tree. As he fell, his limp body landed awkwardly on the ground. From where they were standing, Percy had a dislocated shoulder and a broken leg to add to his list of injuries. The Hellhound jumped over the three after his new Frisbee. He grabbed Percy's unconscious form and threw it away from the group. A splash was heard behind the three as Annabeth, Luke and Chiron stood to fight the new threat.
Annabeth disappeared under her Yankees cap while Luke drew his sword and Chiron raised his bow. Campers started appearing in-between the trees trying to see what the commotion was.
The monster growled at the two left standing and paced the confined area. After a moment of snarling, the monster started to leap over the two, still trying to get to Percy.
Chiron let an arrow fly, hitting it square in the eye. A large howl went up from the beast and it fell back to the ground. Luke yelled and ran at the animal slashing up and down the monster's body.
The beast still stood tall, now injured, but still trying to go after its intended target. It snapped at Chiron's back leg and almost managed to bite him if not for his quick reflexes and sudden arrow in the jaw.
The hellhound drew itself up to its full height, let out a blood curdling scream and charged at Luke who was circling around trying to get a good vantage point to attack. Suddenly, the animal stopped in its tracks and burst into black dust.
Annabeth materialized on the ground where the beast had just stood, breathing heavily as she held her knife, glinting in the moonlight. She sneaked a glance at Luke and Chiron and smiled.
"What a night, huh?" Luke asked.
"How did not only one, but two, hellhounds even get into the camp?!" She questioned in disbelief. "And why were both of them after Percy?"
Chiron started to speak but his eyes widened at the mention of Percy's name. "Percy!"
He cantered off in the direction of the bend of creek they were near, Annabeth, Luke and the rest of the camp right behind him.
They found the injured boy in the shallow area of the creek, still completely unconscious. Except now he had a new bruise to his forehead where he had collided with something on his way to his current position.
But as Chiron, Annabeth, Luke and the rest of camp watched, his bruise lightened up and disappeared. They also noticed that his other injuries were suddenly gone as well. And then, Percy was waking up.
Percy POV
Confused at why I was in the creek, I started to get up and managed to get into a sitting position, while Annabeth and Chiron splashed into the water.
"Percy, are you okay?" Annabeth asked, helping to hold me upright.
"I think so. How did I end up here?"
Before Annabeth could respond, a gasp went up from the clustered campers. They were staring at something above my head.
By the time I looked up, the sign was already fading, but I could still make out the hologram of green light, spinning and gleaming. A three-tipped spear: a trident.
"Your father," Annabeth murmured. "This is notgood."
"It is determined," Chiron announced.
All around me, campers started whispering, and suddenly they started kneeling, even the Ares cabin, though they didn't look happy about it.
"My father?" I asked, completely bewildered.
"Poseidon," said Chiron. "Earthshaker, Stormbringer, Father of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God."