Chapter 3
The sound of metal clashing against metal reached my ears. Wait, metal against metal? Wow, our enemies have become softies once they are in the future huh. Over here, in the past era, they looked so tough and sinister, the feeling more primeval. This era felt like it was near the Golden Age when the Titans ruled, like just right after it.
As we neared the chaos, I could make out demigods dressed in bronze or gold armor, wielding celestial bronze weapons and a new type of weapon I did not see before. Some demigod's blades were entirely gold, and it glinted, reflecting light into people's eyes. However, the demigods down there fighting did not care; they focused mainly on their enemies, nothing else. A demigod spotted Zia and immediately destroyed her enemy, rushing towards Zia.
"Zia, you are finally back! You have just gone for two hours at most. The enemy's forces are growing stronger by the minute. They keep having new troops joining in," the new demigod informed Zia, looking troubled. No doubt the both of them were in charge of the strategy making and the whole demigod army. Like hey, they are already acting like a General and his lieutenant debating on the wars. The new demigod finally noticed me, and appraised me. "Percy Jackson?" she asked, her face hardening. I merely nodded. "Alright, I see. I am Zayna, well see you later, if you are still alive." She raised her eyebrows, before whisking away to join the battle once more. Zia stood motionless, glaring at the enemy, her eyebrows nearly connecting as she frowned.
"Uh…Zia?" I said.
She turned around, and gave me a grin before she joined the battle herself. That will be my cue to join as well, I guess. I shouted a short cry in Greek, and it translated to: "Eat my pants, monster!" I charged towards the nearest monster. Uh oh, bad choice, I realized. The monster turned out to be a gigantic hyperborean. The blue skin rippled on the monster, and it bared its fangs. I backed up two steps, trying to figure out a way to slice and hack the monster into golden dust.
"Hey there! Your skin makes you look like a Smurf, except that you are not two apples tall!" I yelled at the hyperborean, recalling the movie I recently watched before I knew I was a half-blood. The hyperborean just grunted, and raised its club. I followed my instincts and dodged. A large club crashed onto the spot where I was just standing before. If I had just stood there a few seconds later, I would have become a nice little Percy pancake, ready for your lunch. Sweat trickled down my forehead, and I had to squint, as the sun was too glaring. I resisted wiping my forehead to rid of the sweat, any unnecessary movement will cause my death. The club was slowly raised, and I immediately ran round the monster. I hid behind a rock for a moment before charging towards the blue-skinned monster. The beady eyes of the monster searched for me, and when it couldn't, he went on a slight rampage. I dodged over and over again, and attempted to climb onto the giant. I wasn't successful on the first try, and I was flung a good 500 meters away from the giant. I was lucky, and landed on a softer patch of sand. I got up, my legs shaky. I rounded the giant swiftly once more, and tried climbing up by pulling the large cloth which formed the loincloth of the giant. I almost felt disgusted, but continued on. It was a huge success this time. The giant did not even notice that I was on its back halfway. The hyperborean continued on his rampage, shaking his club in anger. I was nearly thrown off the giant.
"Screw this," I cursed. I held on fast, afraid that I might fall to my death.
Author's Note: Well, this is the end of chapter 3. Hope you liked it :) If there was any mistakes in the text, don't hesitate to tell me xD