GIANTS WON THE WORLD SERIES! I know that's late, and yes, I'm a Giants fan. I'm talking about baseball, by the way. Anyway, here's another chapter, and have lots of fun reading! The stories over 1000 views, and it's easily over 12k words, plus 10 chapters!. And, it hasn't even been a mouth since I published this story. Thanks for the ones who have been with me since the beginning and those who have just joined, and for all fanfictioners in between. Thanks for being there, and just reading. :)

Percy's POV.

Carmesí was a good person. Or dragon. Whatever.

I walked along with him and talked. Turns out dragons were pretty similar to humans.

As we walked, Carmesí filled us in about the dragon history.

A long time ago, like all good fairy tales start, the dragons started out, as

actual humans. They were a race that moved into the heart of the Drakonic Volcano, wrongly named.

There, they thrived, and the intense heat, and the fire magic inside the volcano, slowly turned the once humans into beautiful dragons. They flew all around the world, and lived, but the humans saw them as a fearsome threat. They chased them from their homes and were believed to be extinct. But the race still lived on in the volcano, growing stronger. And, believe it or not, they became creatures of fairy tales.

Except for the fact, that I was walking next to one.

"Carmesí, do you think the dragon king will accept our offer of friendship?" I asked, hoping it was a good answer.

The crimson dragon sighed, a sliver of fire burst from his mouth. "It is hard to say, friend Percy, but if he does, he will be hard to persuade. The dragons were hunted down by humans in the beginning of our time. What is it to say that they will not hunt us again?"

I sighed, looking up on the horizon. "But we'll do it." I said, but then, lower so nobody could hear, "Or, I hope so anyway."

Carmesí snorted, and then crouched, and sniffed, fumes coming out of his fearsome snout.

"An enemy," he said, and jumped into the air. "Prove yourselves, dear human friends, and the king will accept you."

Carmesí hovered in the air, his eyes watching, and waiting, to see if we were as fearsome as the old legends say.

I dug Riptide into the ground, and pulled my shield out of it's holster on my

horse. It was nothing special, just a rounded shield made of wood, with a metal framework, and support.

Then the enemy burst from the trees. They were thirty hunting wolves, trapping our party in a circle, closing in for their dinner.

I thought and thought, but nothing came to mind. We were out-numbered, and the wolves were huge, larger than at home.

Their height came almost to my shoulder, and they had white fangs, that looked like two sharp sabers.

Then, another man broke into the clearing, and I glimpsed who it was. I gasped.

The being was a man, and he stood tall, abnormally tall, at over seven feet. He was hugely built, and had muscles running from his bald head, to his bare feet.

But the thing that had caught everyone's eyes was his wings. He had a pair of goddamn, feathery, black, flapping wings!

This was going to be bad.

Annabeth's POV.

I watched as the figure advanced, his naked feet pounding the earth with each step.

"Bow before me, weaklings! I am king! Prepare to meet your doom by the hand of Zstaer, winged master of the Wolfpack!" he roared. His voice was deep and gravelly, and very much menacing.

My mind raced, and it started formulating a crazy plan. One that would involve all eight demi-gods.

"Piper, keep big boy distracted," I whispered as Zstaer advanced lazily

towards us. "Percy and Jason, when I say to, strike him with water first, and then thunder. Frank, transform into one of those wolf thingies, and hit them from the back. Leo, see if you can buy us sometime by giving us a fire ring. Hazel, I need you with me, I need your earth skills. Kayla, hold off the wolves." I ordered, instantly in control of the situation.

Everyone muttered yeses and nodded, ready to defend their lives and the ones standing next to them.

"Now!" I roared, and we charged.

Third Person POV

Leo immediately whipped fireballs in a three-sixty cutting off the wolves. The creatures snarled impatiently and pawed at the blazing fire.

Frank transformed into a wolf, and hid behind the enemy lines, waiting for the chance to strike. The notable difference was that he had a huge white spot on his glimmering, grey coat. Luckily, nobody noticed.

Kayla, using her powers over darkness, made the shadows, dance around the wolves, nipping and wounding a few. But she couldn't last forever, not with this amount of opponents. Leo would burn out pretty quick, too.

Piper distracted Zstaer with her cutting charmspeak. "Hey, mister! Slow down! Don't you feel sleepy? Look left! Right!" The words confused the giant and he slowed in his attack.

Then, Percy fired a torrent of water and doused Zstaer from head to toe with some, good, healthy H20. Jason, then roared a war cry for Zeus and struck him down with thunder.

Hazel and Annabeth were no where to be seen.

The three heroes, Piper, Jason, and Percy stepped back, expecting their opponent to be kneeled over in pain.

When the smoke from the lightning had cleared, his was still standing and this time, he was outright laughing.

"My good friends, I am literally a bird myself, my body is almost immune to

electricity. You cannot kill me with your powers!" he laughed.

Percy and his friends stood frozen, but determined to stand to the death, and fight like heroes.

Then, slowly, Zstaer, began to sink, and then he dropped on his knees, his eyes full of pain and malice.

"W-what is the- meaning o-of this-s?" he asked.

Then Annabeth popped up, a bloody dagger in one hand, and some handy rope in the other.

"That's why I call a plan,"

Zstaer grimaced and tried moving. He had no such luck. "H-help…" he cried weakly.

The heroes slowly realized what had happened. Annabeth had snuck under him, using the powers of Hazel's earth-moving skills, to dig underneath him, and poison him with a dagger, in him most vulnerable place. His bare feet.

The wolves came to realize it too, and they left, howling and running with their tails between their legs, before Frank, Leo and Kayla could shred them to pieces.

Percy called out boldly to Carmesí who was still hovering in the sky with a

throaty beat of his wings, "Did we proved ourselves enough for you?"

Hope you guys like it. I'm really tired, but I got out a chapter. Not to sound like I'm ungrateful. Sorry about that. Anyways have a nice day!

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