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Last Time:
"And that is how I ended up here." I concluded.
The demigods were about to start yapping again, but the clip clop of hooves shut them up, as Chiron trotted up onto the executioner's platform. Upon seeing me, Chiron trotted over and engulfed me in another hug.
"Leo, my boy! I am delighted to see that you didn't die. Although, I did train you… So no wonder you're still alive. I didn't bet against you for a second. However, as much as I would love to hear your story, we have other important matters to discuss. We have work to do. It is high time, my friends, that we attack their base of operations, The Big House."
This Time:
Leo's POV (Again)
As those words poured from Chiron's mouth, the demigods erupted into chaos. Chiron stomped his hoof against the wood beneath him, causing a loud echo to fill the air, which promptly caused the demigods to shut up.
"As I was saying, we must secure the Big House, before the rest of their army shows up. The cabins have been liberated and our campers saved, which means The Big House is the only thing left. We must take back our camp, before we prepare for the next wave of enemies. Now, once we march to the Big House in our army, everyone will attack from the windows, the balcony; anything we can get up or into."
"We will use whatever we have, however, don't blow the house up. That is an order. I need vital Intel from inside the house. Who wants to sneak in and grab it?" Chiron inquired.
Nobody stepped forward, so I hesitantly raised my hand.
"Leo! Thank You for volunteering. Tonight, you will delve into one of the secret tunnels underneath the Big House. From there, you will climb into the air duct, which should lead you to my office. That is where the Intel will most likely be."
"I just need to know where they are attacking and how many troops they have, so that we can counter their movements. Once you steal the document containing the Intel, escape the same way you snuck in. Then, you will make your way to the Pavilion, as that is where I and the rest of us will be residing." Chiron finished, before turning to the rest of the senior councilors.
"Now, once Leo returns, everyone will gear up and prepare for the first real battle in this long war. This Abyss has been gathering demigods for years. They will have firepower, troops and training. They will be fierce opponents indeed."
"But do not be discouraged my friends, for we are united! We have the support of the gods! We have the will to defeat this legion of soldiers! We have the strength! We have the courage! We have skill! We have friends! We have a family! Go my friends and let us rid ourselves of this filth, which has infected our one and only home!"
THIS LINEBREAK WANTS YOU TO GIVE THE NEXT PERSON YOU SEE A DOLLAR OR ELSE IT WILL STEAL ALL OF YOUR MONEY.
When darkness descended upon the valley of Camp Half-Blood, I started my journey to the entrance of the Big House caverns. Staying low, as to avoid the archers' line of sight, I was led by a demigod to the entrance of the caverns.
He dropped me off by a couple of dense shrubs. I turned around to thank him, but he had already vanished into the night. Shrugging, I turned around and started wading through the dense greeneries. Chiron had declared that it would be covered by dirt and painted brown. Like that helped. I ran my foot along the ground, hoping to knock of the dirt and reveal the passageway, so that I could begin my mission. It worked.
Once the dirt came off, I could easily see the wood underneath. I placed my hands underneath the plank and pulled upwards, which revealed the hidden passageway.
I slowly lowered myself into it, before placing the plank in the exact same place as before, so that I could avoid detection. Once I was fully inside, the smell hit me like a slap to my face. It smelled like rotten eggs left in a very hot school locker for a year. It was disgusting.
There were massive piles of rat droppings all over the place. I mean enormous. These rats must have been trying to build a tower to the sky. Besides all the dung on the floor, spiders had obviously taken residence in the abandoned tunnel, as one could see from the cobwebs covering most of the tunnel.
All in all, it wasn't a place I would like to have a vacation at. Heaving, I stepped through the rat feces and cobwebs, trying my best not to vomit. After a couple minutes of walking, I thought I couldn't go any farther, until a rectangular shaped light shone from above me.
I slowly pushed up a board and poked my head out. I was greeted with someone's dirty shoes right next to my face.
"Have to strike now or else we won't have a chance to. Now, go prepare for the second part of our invasion." A voice commanded from across the room above me. I hastily put the plank down, as the person above me stood up and left the room, with a host of other people.
I hesitantly raised the plank and once I saw no one, I quietly pushed it upwards again. A sudden thought wormed its way into my mind, as I was hoisting myself upwards. They were going to find me, because of my rat dung covered tracks. Schist! I grabbed a screwdriver from my tool belt and scraped as much off as I could, before I pulled myself up out of the foul-smelling, murky and tiny tunnel, which kind of made me claustrophobic.
I silently crept to the door and poked my head around the corner, so that I wouldn't bump into anyone. The coast was clear. I tiptoed into the hallway, before seeing the air duct, which I needed to use to reach Chiron's office. I cautiously made my way towards it and upon reaching it; I unscrewed the bolts holding it in place. Then took it off of its frame, before silently placing it on the ground.
I climbed into the very tiny air duct, before I grabbed the grate again. I put it on the frame, but there wasn't much else I could do, seeing as I couldn't screw it back in. Right when I got in, there was enough room to move around, but as I went farther into the air duct, it became narrower. But still I army crawled. I peeking into different rooms, until I found Chiron's office.
The place looked like a pig's pen, which is ironic, because a horse lived in there. Papers were scattered all over the place and all of the furniture and pictures on the wall were ruined. His computer had been completely obliterated. It looked like it was demolished by multiple sledgehammers.
There was no way that the Intel was in here. I had to find that hooded half-blood, who had ordered my demise yesterday. He must have the Intel Chiron needs. Many minutes and rooms later, I finally found the hooded figure lounging on an office chair.
"As I arrived, he stated, "Stop hiding; I am not that scary am I?" My breath hitched when he uttered those words. I began to panic; my mission had been for nothing. I had found nothing. I was ready to army crawl as fast as I could backwards, until the door opened and several half-bloods stepped into the room.
The office chair guy commanded, "I need all of you to take these orders to the other commanders. This will tell them exactly how many people we have and what we need for the oncoming battle." He stood from his chair and stalked over to the half-bloods, "Remember, I don't like it when people hide; it frustrates me." He stated, while unsheathing a knife. He turned around and started to walk back to his chair, until he suddenly whirled around and put his knife against one of the half-blood's throats, "GO!"
The half-blood quickly scurried out of the room, as to avoid their leader's anger. They had what I needed. Now all l I have to do is intercept one of the guards, kill him and steal his orders, before escaping unnoticed. Piece of cake. I army crawled backwards, since I didn't have any other option. It took a while, but I finally made it out.
I pushed the grate off of its frame and stepped out, before I placed it back in place. I quickly tiptoed across the hall and ducked into the empty room next door, before I waited for the couriers to arrive. After a couple seconds of waiting, I heard noises come from down the hall. It must be the couriers. I waited for most of them to pass by, so that I could confirm them as the couriers. Upon verification, I waited until there was only one left. I quickly and quietly put my hand over his mouth, before sealing it together with my fire. I silently pulled him into the empty room and closed the door. I turned to my prisoner and grabbed my hammer, before slamming it across his face.
He wouldn't be waking up and I wouldn't want to either, if I couldn't speak. I looted his body and found the document containing the orders, so I snatched it and moved his body into a shadowy corner, as to avoid detection. I looked both ways, before I crossed the hall and traced my steps back from where I came from. (Get it? Looked both ways, before crossing the hall? Ha… Ha… You guys are no fun!)
Once I made it back to the "Briefing Room" I found the secret board and descended into the ground, ready to end this mission. The smell hit me like a smack to the face… again. It stunk so badly. I squeezed my nose, before walking on the feces covered path, once again. Hopefully this would be the last time I would tread upon this path.
I heard the gnawing of a bone, which meant that there was at least one rat down here. But then I started to feel sounds echo through the passageway, but quickly discarded it as my mind playing tricks on me. I was just getting a little spooked. Again, I heard the sound, this time it was load clicks. Like... claws on concrete. Too late I released something else was down here with me. Something not human.
A deafening roar echoed from behind me, which confirmed my fears. I instantly high tailed it, trying to outrun whatever was chasing me. I could hear the thing in pursuit, so I sprinted as fast as I could. I conjured a ball of fire, so that I wouldn't trip. I made the mistake of looking behind me, while my fire was lit.
The creature tailing me was at least eight feet tall, with brown fur and glowing red eyes, fixed upon me. It had massive teeth jutting out of its whiskered snout and a long tail wildly waving behind it, as it chased me. The creature behind me was a giant rat. Something I never thought I would have to see.
How LONG had it been down here? Was it a monster? I wanted these questions answered, but it wasn't my most important priority right now. The rat swiped at me, with its massive claws, but I quickly jumped backwards and evaded its powerful, clawed swipe. Upon closer examination, I realized it was starving, which is why it was attacking me. I could see its ribs through its stomach. Or maybe I read it wrong. Either way, I had to get out of here. But I couldn't feel sorry for it, because currently, my life was more important than an overgrown, poo colored rodent.
Since it had lived in the dark for so long, I wonder what would happen if it saw light? Deciding to test my theory, I poured more energy into my flame, until I turned into an inferno. The fire cloaked my body and I watched in fascination, as the brown rat squinted its glowing red eyes and growled, before looking away from my light and stumbling away from me and delving back into the shadows.
Taking advantage of its incapacitation, I dashed as fast as my legs could carry me, towards the exit of the feces covered tunnel. I could still hear its roars of anger, as I pushed open the painted plank. It didn't like losing its dinner. And to be honest, I wouldn't either. Well, I had found the perfect spot to execute some people. Just like what people use to do with lions, only this time it's a massive rat, larger than a human.
Right when I was out of the tunnel, I gulped in a massive breath of fresh air; happy that the air didn't smell like crap anymore. As there was no time to lose, I exhaustedly made my way to Pavilion, ready for a well-deserved nap, that I unfortunately would not be getting.
ONCE UPON A TIME, A LINEBREAK KILLED ITSELF, THE END.
Once I reached the Pavilion, I was instantly greeted by several demigods, who congratulated me and patted me on the back. I forced my way through the gathering crowd, which had surrounded me and stumbled to Chiron. Upon seeing me, he galloped over and questioned, "Did you find any Intel?"
"I found out where they are attacking, how many people they have and what they need, in order to keep the invasion going." I responded, while raising the document.
Chiron gingerly took it from my hands, before ripping it open and skimming over the details. His brow furrowed as he read the stolen orders.
"They will attack Camp Jupiter and many more are coming tomorrow to finish us off." Chiron stated sadly, before a new look of determination spread across his face. "My friends, we have work to do."
THIS LINEBREAK ONCE RAN AWAY FROM A DRAGON, WHICH WAS TERRIFYING ITS KINGDOM.
I nervously tugged on my tool belt, as I waited for the first attack of the enemy. I had my hammer and a wooden round shield I had picked up in the Barracks, plus a full set of light armor. We had surrounded the Big House and now our line of shields pushed forward, providing cover for the people behind them. I was waiting for the first arrow; the first scream, which would signal the start of our war. The War of Camp Half-Blood. But this was only one war of many. There would be many wars, stretching across the country, each side battling for dominance. Each side trying to take land or defend it.
I had never been in a full-fledged war before, where I had to march with a massive host of people, so that we could clash into another enormous host of people. The chaos and mayhem which was sure to come would be overwhelming. I would have to watch my hammer swings, lest I cast down my comrades.
We marched and marched, until we were a ten yards in front of the Big House. Then all Hades broke loose. Our whole front line of defense suddenly exploded. The remains of my comrades were scattered around the field. They had triggered the mines. Only now I could feel them, as I was finally close enough to sense them.
Our front defense gone, we were an easy target for the archers. Arrows rained down on my comrades, as they were shot from the windows and other perches. The Apollo campers wasted no time in taking out their bows and unleashing wave after wave of arrows into the enemy.
As the arrows ceased flying, silence covered the valley. Everything was deathly still, until a battle cry echoed from the house. Half-bloods poured from the door and charged our ranks, with hammers, swords, daggers and shields.
Our army shouted our deafening battle cry, before rushing forward to meet the oncoming enemy in their charge. I whooped as loud as I could, while spinning my hammer around my head, before I slammed into an enemy.
One swing, one broken arm. Another swing, a caved in cranium. Duck, dodge, swing, parry, jump, swing. I repeated my rhythm over and over, using the occasional fireball. Each of my swings were death itself. Sure, I was hit sometimes, but nothing overly lethal. I had a gash on my arm, a cut on my ear, a broken toe and a bruised arm, but that didn't hinder me, as I continued my relentless assault.
I pounded through their ranks, drawing blood and casting enemies to the ground, where they were quickly trampled, by the many feet on the battlefield.
"Leo! Duck!" I heard across the battlefield, before quickly deciphering the message and crouching, only to feel the swish of air rush above my head. I looked up to see a heavily armored demigod, with a shield and a mace. Before I had a time to do anything, he rushed forward, before performing an overhead swing with his mace. I dived to the side, before climbing to my feet and rushing forward, while he was preoccupied with another demigod.
I crept behind him and slammed my hammer down on his head. Except my hammer never made it. Someone had blocked my swing. I looked to the side to see a grinning demigod, who had somehow gotten underneath me and pushed his shield upwards to block the blow for his comrade.
He was grinning, because he had a knife in his other hand. He raced upwards, before he plunged the blade into my chest. Or would have. The knife grated against my full set of armor, before it fell to the ground. I gave him a "Are you stupid" look, before shoving the shield out of the way and smashing his head in.
I quickly removed my hammer from his smashed skull, before looking around for my previous enemy. I didn't find him. I turned around too late and was thrown to the side, with a mace stuck in my shield, which I had raised just in time. Cringing, I crawled to me feet and yanked against the stuck war instrument.
It wouldn't budge, so instead, I decided to leave it as it was, even though it was a hindrance. I needed my shield and I had no way to remove it, so I was stuck with the mace. I hefted my hammer and moved towards my wary enemy. He had unsheathed a dagger, which he held towards me, ready to skewer me at a moment's notice.
Figuring that I couldn't beat this guy with a mace in my shield, I focused my power and burned it away, but in the process, it burnt most of my armor off, leaving me vulnerable to attacks. But I was free from my shield. I rushed towards the demigod in front of me and delivered a viscous hammer blow to his arm, enticing a terrible sounding CRACK! From his bone.
The half-blood whimpered, before baring his teeth and launching himself at me, ready to tear me to shreds. I dodged his blow, but he had followed up with another, which I couldn't dodge in time. The resulting injury was a deep gash in my forearm. I growled, before ducking underneath his next blow and hitting his stomach, which didn't affect him at all. Luckily for me, with all of the armor he had on, he would tire much faster than me and he would be a slower opponent.
I jumped over a low blow to my legs and slammed my hammer into his head, causing him to fall over. I quickly grabbed him and pounded his head once again, forcing him into unconsciousness. Breathing heavily, I retreated to the back of the line. After resting for a while, I dived back into the fray. I had a lot more skirmishes', but nothing serious.
We managed to annihilate the enemy and reach the Big House. Right when we reached the Big House, Chiron solemnly commanded, "Burn it down. We can't afford any survivors."
The Hephaestus campers ran forward and poured gasoline around the house, before clutching their jars of Greek fire nervously. The Apollo campers lit their arrows on fire and readied them to fire. I caught myself on fire and waited for Chiron's command.
"Wait!" A voice shouted from inside the house. The door opened and out stepped the leader of their invasion, M.R. Hooded Face himself.
"I want to challenge Leo Valdez to a duel." Now that I heard it more clearly, he sounded like he was trying to disguise his voice.
"And why would you want to verse Leo?" Chiron questioned.
"Because he torched half of my city!" M.R. Hooded Face shouted angrily.
Chiron's facial expression changed to one of disbelief. "No… You died. We executed you!"
M.R. Hooded Face chuckled darkly, "The Mist is a powerful thing, as you know very well. Although, it won't be for much longer, not when my mistress is finished with it!" He cackled.
"There is no way you survived! I saw you die with my own eyes!"
"What more proof do you want, My Little Pony?"
"Wait… What's happening here?" I inserted.
"Ah… The stupid demigod himself. You don't remember me? Even after my attempted suicide attempt. Although, if I actually wanted to kill you like that, I would have. Now, if you still don't know who I am, let me enlighten you."
M.R. Hooded Face took off his hood and mask to reveal the evil face of Octavian, the legacy of Apollo.
OH YAY! THAT'S HOW YOU DO A CLIFFHANGER, BABY! What role will Octavian play in our heroes' quest? What new horrors await? Will we ever find out what happens to Frank Zhang? Find all of these questions in Percy Jackson The Cursed. Although, the Frank Zhang one might be awhile.
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As some of you may have noticed, it said I updated on January 6, but the only thing I did was improve my first three chapters and combine them into one.
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Yours in demigodishness, MakaidosTheFirst