Authors Note- hello, F speaking. I suppose you're all wondering why I've asked you here today. HAH! I've always wanted to say that, or at least type that. Anyhoo, I don't own any characters from the PJO or HoO series's. I really like getting reviews. Also, this chapter will be the first time I write from Biron's POV, so sorry if its not amazing.

Biron's POV~

I pulled out my bow as we ran towards the source of the first explosion. Cas ran to my left, black hair flying behind her, a determined look on her face, green eyes flashing. On my other side, El was also nocking an arrow.

We skidded to a stop with the others at the sight that was waiting for us. The wounded lay everywhere, and the entire Iris cabin was destroyed. Campers struggled to pull survivors from the rubble. The source of both explosions was a huge catapult armed by three drakons. They reloaded, heaving in a huge sphere of bronze and lighting it on fire with a torch. They fired, and I tackled Cas just in time to avoid today's main menu from being Cas a la pancake. It left a crater in the ground where she had just been standing.

"We have to take out that catapult!" Annabeth shouted.

"We can handle it!" Percy and Cas shouted in unison, and the Poseidon kids ran towards the drakons. Normally I would have gone to help Cas, but another catapult was rolling up on the other side of camp, so I went that way with Ella and Piper. The others were busy helping the wounded and stabilizing damaged cabins. Leo shot flames from his hands, welding shut a crack in a metal wall on the Hephaestus cabin. Jason summoned rain to put out a couple of small fires that had started.

We ran at the drakons arming the other catapult. I fired three arrows at once into one's chest and it exploded into dust. Ella did the same. My heart nearly stopped as a drakon stuck out one foot and tripped her. She swore loudly and stabbed it in the eye with an arrow. I breathed a sigh of relief. Piper stabbed at third and slashed the ropes on the catapult so that it couldn't be used. We hurried back through the barrier.

Ella was limping ever so slightly. "Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. Just scraped." She said, but the tremor in her voice told me that it wasn't just scraped.

We helped put wounded campers on stretchers and carry them to the infirmary. After a quick check, there was two dead. A daughter of Hecate I didn't know the name of and a son of Ares that had been visiting her in the cabin. Two other Hecate children were seriously injured. All day was spent on damage control. Chiron set up sentries at all corners of the camp, and extra guards at Thalia's Tree.

That night at the camp fire, the flames, which mimicked the campers mood, was a dark violet purple and sometimes flickered to black. We burned the burial shrouds, one purple, one red. A couple of people said a few words, including Chiron. Then Nico said a prayer to his father to let them into Elysium, and lit the shrouds on fire himself.

Cas and I sat next to each other, holding hands. She rested her head on my shoulder, and I was comforted by the knowledge that she was next to me.

Nobody felt like singing, so we just went back to our cabins after that. I kissed Cas goodnight and went to the Hermes cabin with Ella. Tonight, even our older siblings, the Stoll brothers, weren't joking around. I fell asleep immediately, but my dreams were troubled.

I was standing in the middle of camp, but it was in ruins. Collapsed cabins were still flecked with small fires. Ash coated the ground, the trees blackened and burned. The Big House was charred, the windows smashed, glass strewn across the lawn. I walked through camp numbly. As I turned and walked around the ruins of the Poseidon cabin, and what I saw made my heart stop. Cas and Ella lay, dead, on the ground. Hecate stood in front of them, cold cruel smile on her face.

"This will happen, Biron. Do not fight Tartarus and Echidna and I. The gods will fall. Camp half blood will fall. Camp jupiter will fall. And there is nothing you can do to stop it." She nudged Cas's body with her toe. "Pity. You could have made such a cute couple in my court once the gods fell." She sighed. "No matter. You will die in vain with your friends. You have no hope, hero." Suddenly the dream was dissolving.

"Up and at `em sleeping beauty." Ella's cheerful voice came to me, and I opened my eyes.

"I'm up."

"Good. Come on, breakfast and training and then you and Cas have guard duty."

I got up and quickly dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and followed my sister to breakfast. Ella could always tell when something was bothering me. "What's up?"

"This dream I had." I told her about it.

"Don't worry. I have no plans of dying anytime soon." She told me, still cheerful, though the smile on her face now looked mildly forced.

"Sure thing." We waved at Cas and Percy and sat down at the Hermes table. I kind of wished we could sit with them, instead of the loud and crowded Hermes table, just this once. Connor and Travis Stoll were placing bets on which one of them could fit the most sausages in his mouth at once, and it was getting on my nerves. Ella didn't seem to mind, though she gagged when Travis did a victory dance with his mouth still full of sausages.

After breakfast, we went to training. Cas beat me over and over again, and Percy could disarm Ella with one flick of his sword. Guess the wonder twins weren't very good sword fighters.

Everything seemed like a normal morning at camp, but there was an electric tension in the air. Everyone whispered about the day before. People hurried around with weapons and supplies, reinforcing damaged cabins and repairing damaged weapons.

When we were done with that, Cas and I put on our armor and to our turn on sentry duty. I couldn't help but notice how good Cas looked today, in jeans and a black t-shirt. Her black hair was in a ponytail, one braided part left loose. Her green eyes flashed in the sunlight.

We went to our position in the woods, just inside the barrier. She perched on a boulder, and I leaned against it. "It seems so surreal." Cas said suddenly.

"Huh?" I said intelligently. I really liked Cas, but her sharp green eyes and powerful aura made me feel like an idiot sometimes.

"This whole attack on camp. It seems surreal to me. I mean, this is supposed to be a safe place for demigods, right? But three drakons and a catapult can damage us so badly. One minute, we're fine, and then all of a sudden, boom. We have guards at the borders like we're preparing for war."

"I know. I think, in a way, we are preparing for war."

"Comforting." She slid off the boulder and leaned against it next to me.

"You didn't let me finish. We are preparing for war, but its a war we can handle. Whatever happens, we'll face it together. We can take it. We're a pack of pretty powerful half-bloods, and Tartarus just pissed us off. We're gonna face-plant him hard, and still have time for a good summer."

She laughed, and that always made me smile. Then she stood on her tiptoes and kissed me, sending electricity through my entire being.

"You're right. We can handle it." She said. I wished I had been able to believe those things I had said quite so easily, but I had my own doubts. Two deaths already. How many more would there be? Of course, as a demigod, you can't really expect to live very long, or very peacefully, but I had hoped for just one normal summer with my girl friend and my sister. Apparently, that wasn't going to happen.