HAPPY END OF THE WORLD! If you're reading this, then that means that you put fanfiction before your own life. Congratulations!
I wanted to do something with the winter solstice, but my mind went in a different direction... snow!
Disclaimer: If I owned PJO, then I wouldn't have made Annabeth and Percy fall into Tartarus. Enough said.
Chapter Eight: Both Camps
After the Giant War
"Okay. We've got five minutes. Are you all clear on your mission?" Annabeth surveyed the demigods before her. They all nodded seriously. "Alright. Jackson, go! Solace, go! Valdez! Grace!"
"Thalia!" The huntress corrected.
"Whatever! Just go!"
Thalia rolled her eyes and darted off to join her fellow missioners.
Annabeth's eyes dated around her as she stood guard in front of the door. She brought out a walkie-talkie. "Jackson, report in. Over."
The reply came muffled. "So far, so good. We've reached the weather control department. Over."
"Good. Keep it up. We've only got a few minutes left."
Annabeth could hardly stand still while she waited for her comrades to come back out. What in Hades was taking them so long?
Finally, what seemed like an eternity later, Percy, Will, Leo, and Thalia ran out of the department store. They were carrying bags full of snow equipment.
"Ready?" Annabeth asked. They nodded. "Go! Go! Go!" They disappeared around the corner.
With the Romans...
Reyna surveyed the contraption before her. She frowned. "You think it'll work?" she asked dubiously.
Dakota rolled his eyes while he took swig of Kool-Aid. "Of course it'll work. These are Romans we're talking about."
Jason clapped his hands loudly to get everyone's attention. "Has anyone seen Queen Hylla?" he shouted.
People looked at each other and shook their heads. However, not even a minute later, a large truck with Amazon printed on the side rolled up. Two Amazons jumped out and opened the back of the truck. The Vulcan kids rolled their masterpiece into the back of the truck which was already half filled with Amazon products being given to the Romans.
Later...
A large horn sounded, signaling the beginning of the war.
"Let the games begin!" Chiron shouted. Immediately, yells filled the forest at Camp Half-Blood.
The game was a cross between Capture the Flag and War Games. It took place in the woods, and the idea was to invade the other team's territory. The Greeks and Hunters of Artemis had teamed together for once, to beat the Romans and Amazons. The Greeks had the Hephaestus kids building snow balls with the supplies the scout team had brought back from Wal Mart. The Athena kids had given everyone jobs and planned the attack. The Ares kids were on the front line, with Apollo's children behind them. The Hunters of Artemis were supposed to sneak around the forest out of sight. Everyone else just attacked. Thalia, Percy, and Nico were given free reign to come up with a brilliant plan.
On the Roman side, ten demigods were supplying their machine with fresh snow. The machine had been designed to make snowballs and shoot them high speed at any enemy coming close to the fortifications. The Amazons, along with the fourth and fifth cohorts, held defense while the first, second, and third cohorts attacked.
With a loud war cry, the Romans surged forward, pelting everyone in sight with snow balls. The Greeks replied equally as loud, with more snowballs.
Behind the fortifications, Percy breathed heavily. The cold bit into his skin, chilling his body. He knew that he'd be sweating soon, but right now, it was colder that Hades. Next to him, Clarisse, who had stayed behind to be part of the defense, roared.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" she yelled and pelted a Roman. Percy felt slightly bad for the Roman. On his other side, a Hunter was screaming "Die! Die! Die!" and propelling snowballs into the air. Meanwhile, Leo was directing the snowball making business. "Faster, people, faster!" Percy could sum up the situation with one word:
Chaos.
There was a crack and the smell of ozone as Thalia and Jason butted heads with their child of Zeus powers. Snowballs began to fly by themselves, only to hit invisible walls and be rebounded. Wind whipped through the demigods' hair. Percy closed his eyes to concentrate. Slowly, a snowball next to him lifted into the air. Hey, they were made of water, right?
It wasn't long before snowballs were propelling themselves towards the Romans like bullets. Percy's eyes were still closed, so he didn't notice the snowball that smacked him in the face.
Off to the side, Chiron observed the war. He shook his head. This was what winter was about. Being a kid and having fun. Not having to save the world.
Of course, his opinion changed when a all five children of the Big Three attacked him with snowballs, laughing hysterically.