Percy's POV

Today was the day of the battle. The day I was going to fight side by side with Annabeth. The day I would die. All of the first and second years were in the Big House while us old timers were going to fight to the death. Right now we were in full battle gear. Swords, armor, shields, everything. We had a lot less traps because the main gear guy, Beckondorf, was dead. We stood in a line, surrounding the forest that the monsters would come from. I stood next to Annabeth. I felt a small hand wrapped around mine. I turned my head and saw a pair of ad grey eyes.

"It's going to be okay." I told her.

She nodded, but I knew that she was not relieved. Then we heard a horn. Then another. Then another. The enemy was coming. We took our stances and prepared for the carnage. The chaos. The violence. The first monsters that came out were about two dozen telekhines. The Apollo cabin took care of them immediately. Then we heard their battle cry. It was something between "for vengeance" and a dracaena puking out a live pig. Don't even ask. The monsters poured out of the woods. I cut and slashed and kicked and punched, but it was no use. Whenever a monster died, another just took that one's place. I heard a scream to my left. A camper had already died. I kept on fighting. It ended up with Annabeth and I back against back, fighting. There was a large groups of monsters around us and whenever one charged, either Annabeth or I would strike and kill it. We heard a couple more screams and we knew that our defense was crumbling.

"Percy, I don't know if we will make it through!"

"You won't." a telekhine hissed.

"Shut up." I said as I killed it.

"Annabeth, we are going to live through this. We are going to be heroes once more." I struggled to say between cuts and slashes. This kept going on and on. we were bruised and cutting and becoming fatigued. There were probably only about ten of us left, and still having to deal with countless monsters. I started to feel helpless.

Nobody's POV

The Big House was stuffed with campers. Everyone was uncomfortable.

"I'm squished."

"Get your hand off of my hand!"

"It's so hot in here."

"This crappy."

But there was one camper, Ben, who didn't complain. He stood up on a table and shouted

"Everybody just shut up! Do you not realize that our brothers and sisters out there are dying to try to defend camp and us? Do you not realize that we are stuck here while others are being slain? I'm tired of sitting here and doing nothing. I wanna fight. Now who's with me?"

Nobody stood up.

"Do you people want to be sitting ducks; waiting to be killed? Do you have any honor in you at all? Trent, you have lots of aggression. Why aren't you standing up? What are you, a big wimp? Why aren't all of you standing up? All of our parents were gods! Are you guys telling me that you're weak? Are you guys telling me that our godly parents are weak? If you had any respect for your parents at all, then you would stand up and fight. If none of you are going, then I'll go. At least there will be someone who will fight for our camp, our family, our pride."

"Ben, wait. you can't do this by yourself. Count me in." someone said

"Me too." Said someone else.

"And me."

"Don't forget me!"

"I'm in."

"I'm gonna go for it."

"Count me in."

Soon, everyone in the Big House was going to go outside and fight. They snuck out and ran to the swords arena.

"Everyone get your weapons!" Ben yelled.

When everyone was ready, Ben ordered everyone to charge.

"Battle cry!" Ben screamed as ran.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!! FOR THE GODS!

Percy's POV

I heard something. It was like, a battle cry! I pulled Annabeth out of the group of monsters and ran to see what was going on.

"I can't believe it."

"Weren't they supposed to be in the big House?"

"It doesn't matter. We have restored hope."

We charged back at the monsters. We were good. The old timers took care of the more dangerous monsters and the younger ones took care of the easier monster. After the long battle was over, I smiled. About forty or so campers died altogether, but we did it. We saved camp. I turned over to see how Annabeth was doing, but I immediately changed moods. I sprinted toward her. There was a Laestrygonian (I don't know how to spell it.) giant about to smash his club on Annabeth. And she wasn't prepared. She was looking at the horizon.

"No!" I screamed as I jumped in between the monster and Annabeth, just before he hit her. The club landed on me and crushed my back. Then everything went black.