Alpha's POV:
I stabbed another bob thought the stomach with my Katana, the ink like liquid bust thought the wound, and slowly the monsters itself. I hadn't run into any of the warriors recently. But last time I saw them, they were doing what I was doing.
I glanced around the battle field, hoping to catch a glimpse of one of my important comrades. But no such luck. Two more Bobs tried to suck me into its shadows, but I swiftly cut them down and flew above the battle field. I looked around and saw Annabeth, Thalia, and an unconscious Nico. I was about to fly down to try and help them, but Thalia beat me too it and ran Nico across the battle field; avoiding any attack directed at her.
I mentally sighed. She sure was something. I never though I would see the day she did something like that.
Suddenly I heard a high pitched boy cry out. I frantically looked around to find the source of the scream. When I though I knew where it came from, I flew down.
But in a puddle of Marauders venom, was a boy I hadn't expected to see on the training field, much less a battle field. Below me was the dying body of Logan Tines.
His face was deathly pale, his fingers shaking, blood splattering this sandy blond hair. His dull green eyes were unfocused and hazy. He looked up at me and muttered I didn't understand words under his breath. He looked up at me and finally said, or more slurred.
"I always though Percy Jackson was a hot shot, an untalented loser, an attention grabber..." My eyes flashed with red. I was about to murder this guy with my own katana. When... "But ya know, I see something different now. I have been watching you guys carefully since your arrived at camp. And I realized, he's just a cool dude who wanted peace in his crazy life. And I know it's too late for everyone to change their minds on how they think about me... But do me a favor." He pulled a chain out of his pocket. On it was a silver ring, engraved with 3 diamonds, and gold writing. Greek for FOREVER. "Give this to Cecelia from the Iris cabin. I wanted to give it to her myself, but I don't think-..."
Logan Tines, the son of Aphrodite muttered his last words there. He coughed violently, bringing up blood with black specks in it, a sign of Poison. Blood run down the corners of his mouth and his land fell limp on the ground. His green eyes, who were just moments before dull, unfocused, and in pain, became lifeless. Unmoving. His chest, not exposed from his armor being torn apart, stopped moving.
Logan tines. Died in the final battle.
I grabbed the chain from his unmoving hand. Now becoming cold. It wasn't until when I was about to fly away and rejoin the battle did I notice a band of silver on his sword hand. No diamonds, no hold writing, just plain silver.
An engagement ring
It was then did I tell myself. I may not of liked the guy, heck I hated him. But you can't just deny a mans last request.
Especially when his request, is to give something important to him, to his lover, and the women he wanted to marry.
Angel's POV:
I swung my sword in a deadly arc. It came into contact with a monsters shoulder, then the said monster shattered into golden dust. I looked up from my mini battle in a large scale one to see the army had shrunk dramatically. Before it had been monsters couldn't walk a step with bumping into someone. Now there was large gaps among the army. Probably the places were demigods banned together to defeat all the monsters in that area.
But how many had we lost? I had already stopped multiple times and tried to heal wounded campers around the field. But I had lost most of them. Mainly because this army's main poison was Marauders venom.
I didn't want to admit it but even if this army had lost 1/20 of its forces. We had probably lost 1/15 of ours. And for us... That was a bigger number. I flew up to see Luke flying down. He had probably found someone who needed help, found someone being attacked by a Bob.
After looking at the battle below me I found a couple of campers in need of help. Hellhounds, a pack of about 20 were about to jump on 5 campers and hunters. From what I could see. The two campers were supporting a Injured hunter. And two other hunter had come over to protect their injured sister.
When the pack of hellhound a decided they would make a good snack.
I flew into a dive , and rammed into the hellhound that decided to try and attack first. I had only seen a glimpse of the hunters surprised faces as I turned to the monsters. Seeming to get over their shock, 5 hellhound jumped forward. Their claws raised in a deadly arc, and their jaws open wide.
I quickly grabbed three chaos metal throwing knifes from the holster on my left left. I flung them towards three of the hounds. The knifes I paled them in the jaws. I brought my katana quickly back and stabbed another in the stomach. We I thought I was about to feel the sting of claws, I heard a yelp. I opened my eyes to see the fifth hound with three arrows in its vital points. I burst into dust and I turned my head to the other hounds.
The three with the knifes in their jaws, were slowly turning to dust. Their muzzles were disintegrating into clumps and falling to the ground, before completely bursting. The one I had slashed with my katana was already in a pile of golden dust.
The other hellhounds had either left to torment other campers, of were in dust on the field next to some of the hunters arrows.
One of the hunters turned to me and said.
"Thank you, I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't came..."
"Don't thank me yet..." I said and turned to face the hunters. "Thank me when you get out of this battle alive."
I then walked over and healed the fallen hunter.
Arch's POV:
I slashed through a pack of hellhound around Bianca and turned to face another monster. I flew up and tried to catch sight of any people in serious danger.
I quickly spotted Clarisse, Hazel, and Leo fighting a drakon... By themselves. I mentally face palmed at the sight of my brave, yet stupid comrades. I flew down and landed on top of the dragons hide. Having felt me, the drakon shook heavily trying to shake its tag along off. I flew off and landed next to the others.
They all stared at me for a moment, but quickly focused their attention back to the drakon after it's roar ripped through the battle field. I looked at the monster's hideous teeth, and snout. Acid Poison, which had been the chase of Silena's first death, dropped from its fangs onto the grass below. The grass fizzled on the impact and started burning away.
Having not fought a drakon in 367 chaos years, I turned to Clarisse and asked. "Where is the weak spot again?"
Clarisse, almost seemed to laugh and prove that she was better then me, stiffened her laugh as the drakon charged forward. They all kept aside, avoiding the fatal blow, while I flew up and landed next to Clarisse once again.
"Right where the neck armor and the back armor meet, if you get a sword of any kind in there, they thing should be sent back to Tartarus." She told me, her eyes not leaving the Drakon. Once again It charged towards us, making the other leap aside and my fly up. But this time I didn't Roland on the ground next to any of my comrades. I landed on the shoulder blades of the drakon, both katanas ready to deliver a fatal blow.
But that's when things went wrong for me. Unnoticeable by me, a spray of poison came flying towards me. Noticing it too late, I redirected the poison to a smaller area of my body. My left arm being the only option. The poison made contact with my arm, and a loud fizzling sound was heard.
My arm burnt like fire water Tartarus. The other layer of my elbow to my wrist was black and red, and smelt like burning flesh. I had not feeling past me elbow and my katana dropped to the ground.
I quickly remember what I was doing before this and thrust my katana into the drakon's weak spot. The drakon bellowed in rage but slowing burst in golden dust, before all that was left was the armor.
I knelt down on the armor, my right hand ablaze with shadow fire. I haven't used it since a dreadful battle on plant 89, but this was needed. I lifted my hand to my elbow and wrapped my hand around it. Burning the skin around it.
You may think I'm crazy but, it did it to block any poisonous affects from traveling around my body. The shadow fire has it's ups, but the down was until my arm was heals, I wouldn't be able to use my left arm. You take some you lose some.
I jumped of the drakon armor and landed next to my comrades below. Clarisse just nodded in respect, the. Went to help some younger campers fight another monster. Hazel and Leo stayed behind and ran up to me.
"Oh gods, Percy! Your arm!" Hazel cried out, tears threading to spell out. I waved her off, giving the universal "I'm fine" signal. Thankfully she understood. I nodded to them and was about to join another battle of mine when Leo spoke up.
"Percy!" I turned my head to look at him. "Percy I'm sorry..." I titled my head in confusion. "I'm sorry I was so weak back then. I couldn't resist Logan's charmspeak... He made me.. He made... Me... He made me do it Percy. Please... I have been looking for you for 7 years to tell you that, to get over my Guilt. I don't know if I'm going to see you after this battle... So... I'm sorry Percy." Leo said
I gave him my signature mischief filled grin and replied. "I've been waiting Leo... And don't say either of will make it through this battle. My friend... I'll see you after this. Don't die on me... Valdez, you too Hazel. I expect to see both of you."
The smiled and nodded their heads. Them turned around to join a battle, gods know where.
Unknown POV:
My eyes trained on the prince of the stars. He turned and joined a battle with another useless monster. His left arm hung limp on his side, but that made didn't make him any less stronger.
He almost seemed more dangerous. Motivated by whatever conversation he had with those two useless campers
Soon. This useless camp, the useless gods, and their useless children. The useless monsters, the useless warriors, and the useless hunters.
Their blood will be on my hands.