Before I start, I need to warn you. This chapter gets really nasty later on. Gorey nasty. Not for the faint of heart or stomach.
~SoA
He woke to a voice shouting.
"Fall back!" it said. "Fall back to Olympus for regrouping!"
He shot up, full of panic. Why are they retreating? Were they under attack? Was Olympus? All these thoughts rushed through his mind as he picked up his discarded sheathe and strapped it on before running with the other demigods. Turns out, there was no time for formation, and they just ran to Olympus. Some kids, namely Hermes campers, hot wired and drove carloads of demigods to Olympus. Elijah hitched a ride with Connor.
When they got to Olympus, Percy was shouting orders. Just basic perimeter stuff. It was a tight one, though.
The sun had set. Morpheus' sleeping spell was lifted. The earth shook as a magical barrier created by none other than Lord Kronos, himself had surrounded the Empire State Building. The Titan had pushed his way through to the doors, and made it up to Olympus, Ethan Nakamura shortly behind him. Soon after they passed, Percy, Annabeth, and Thalia Daughter of Zeus and Hunter of Artemis went through the doors after the arrival of Hades, himself, and an undead army to help defend Olympus. Elijah? He was blown aside by Kronos when he passed, knocking him into the side of a building with enough force to knock over an elephant. His armour took most of the blow, but he was knocked out.
When he came to, he had the absolute worst headache, and his limbs felt sluggish. He staggered to his feet, and stumbled around. There were bodies, living and dead, everywhere. There were many many piles of sulfuric dust that monsters leave behind. Skeletons dressed and armed with an assortment of different weapons from an assortment of different times and places were skirmishing with monsters of all sorts. A thin line of demigods stood behind them, ready to take out anything that might get past.
Elijah stumbled towards the line. His headache was excruciating and he was nauseated, but he was determined. However, he fell to his knees soon and spewed bile. When was the last time he ate anything? He couldn't remember.
After collecting his breath, Elijah stood back up, with difficulty, and continued to stagger to the line. Eventually, he gave in and gave up, kneeling down, breathing and sweating heavily. He looked up, in an attempt to get more air, and he heard a faint screaming. Soon, a flailing figure could be seen falling from ungodly high, and gaining speed. Eventually, the person stopped screaming and flailing, presumably passing out. Then, splat! The body fell fifteen feet from where Elijah was sitting.
He crawled over to identify the body. There wasn't much intact. It was messy. Like a person sized watermelon fell and exploded. What he did see was an eyepatch, but nothing familiar about the person. But he guessed it wasn't Percy due to said eyepatch.
Okay, I'll admit, it wasn't as bad as I thought/remembered. But it still wasn't exactly a fun image. Also, the chapter after this is the last extremely short one, so you're aware. And this story is concluded at chapter sixteen; we're getting close.
~I'm still SoA