Kronos tapped the butt of his scythe on the stone floor; his army of Imbecils were taking away his patience bit by bit. He clenched his jaw and curled his right hand into a fist. A war council was being held but it was rapidly becoming a war within their very army, instead of being between them and their enemies. "Silence!" spat Kronos. "If you idiots think I won't kill you instead of the demigod filth then you are poorly mistaken." The party took to their seats.
"On the matter of the Giants, should we not consider sending . . . Him first, and thereafter the squadrons 4, 3, 6 and even you my Lord?" said Krios. Kronos stroked his chin and thought deeply about what the demigods would be capable of. "I disagree," said Enceladus, "I propose we send my brethren first, then squadron 3, 7 and yourself as well as squadron 1 in the event of the demigods overcoming our strength." "And what of us, brother?" said Hyperion. Enceladus leant back against his chair and thought deeply about the battle brewing on the horizon. Another giant asked permission to contribute to the battle plan. "My Lord, what if we sent squadron 4 from sector 90 then squadron 7 as well as part of squadron 3 from sector 87. Surely they would be trapped?" Kronos contemplated this. We will need to use . . . him in some way or another as well as the Smotherer. Enceladus proposed they simply charge into the demigods with guns blazing and spears flying. "Lord, we don't have guns," said a telkine. Krios shook his head. Enceladus's head turned as red as one of Demeter's tomatoes. The telkine wined and slinked away into the shadows. Enceladus threw his spear at the statue of Atlas on the far side of the room. Krios chuckled. "I have decided. We shall do as my brother suggested." The other war members glanced at each other. They were all his brothers. "WE shall send squadron 4 and some of squadron 3, blocking them off. Then we will send Krios and his noble warriors. If they miraculously overcome this wise plan we will send squadron 6 and 7, and eventually 1, if it comes to that." The company shifted uncomfortably at the mention of squadron 1. The warriors in there had the strongest and darkest powers they knew of. Kronos leant back, satisfied with his plan of action. "All in favour, the vote must be unanimous," said Krios. All rose their hands, well, those who had hands. "Meeting adjourned then," said Krios. "I hope this works my Lord. WE cannot fail twice." Kronos glared at his brother. "You think I didn't know that?" Krios shook his head and exited. Kronos started preparing for battle.
"We are lost. We are lost. We have no food, we have no- oohh! Look! It's a door!" sang/said Grover. "I'm sure you're hallucinating again," said Emily. Kallisto groaned and mumbled something about goats. Palen laughed and glanced at Emily. She smiled, her eyes sparkling even though she was covered in blood and grime. Palen's heart fluttered. Focus you idiot, he told himself. You are here to fight a battle, not to flirt with girls. He grinned again, unable to help himself. She had that affect. "Ok. How much farther? I can't feel my foot," said Aiden. "Um, Aiden? I think that's because you don't have one," said Kallisto. Skye glanced at his shoes immediately. "Ah, that would complicate things," Aiden shrieked and tried to pull himself free, but the poor guy had found some quicksand. "HEEELP!" he yelled. "Ugh. Drama queen," sighed Skye. She grabbed his arm and yanked him out of the quicksand. He underestimated her strength and fell on top of her. He looked into her eyes, now filled with the very popular death glare. He heart did a flip. "oi! Up and at 'em! No fooling around on the floor!" Yelled the still possibly drunk Grover. Aiden got to his feet (which luckily he still had. Noddy badge for him! *applause*). Emily giggled. "Anyway," said Skye, glancing at Aiden. "About that door," said Emily.
The posse opened the old wooden door, its hinges groaning. "Ah, nice place they got here," said Palen. The room was fairly large, probably 20 square metres. It had a few wooden tables covered with cobwebs, dust and what looked like old maps and tools. The ceiling was high. Very high for an underground room. "What are these things." Grover shivered and looked away from what looked like a bloodied dagger. There was gold on the desk as well. Not much but remnants of what looked like melted gold. "This is labyrinth, right?" said Grover. "Yes," said Skye. "Oh great," muttered Grover. "They would really do the same thing twice?" "I'm guessing that was metaphorical then," said the insanely genius Aiden. Kallisto nearly strangled him. That boy should really invest in a brain filter system (available at Macro TM stores nationwide). Skye's eyes suddenly shot open. She glanced at Grover, fear very visible in her eyes. Grover nodded. "This can't be happening. Why was I so stupid!" she said. "Whoa whoa whoa! Can we please be a part of this conversation?" said Palen. "Remember that inventor guy Daedalus? Well he was rescued from Hades humble abode and brought into the labyrinth to help the titans in the war of Manhattan two years ago. This was his workshop. If I'm not mistaken, the Titan filth should be somewhere near here. That's what Grover was saying when he said they'd do the same thing twice," said Skye. "I definitely sense something now," said Grover. Then a door on the far side of the room opened and a huge form appeared. It walked forward until it was about five metres away from the group. "How did we miss that door?" said Aide. Skye unsheathed her dagger and glared at him. Aiden decided he'd rather fight the monster not Skye. He grabbed a wrench and hid behind her. Skye sighed. Grover and the others all armed themselves and got their adrenalin pumping (well at least the mortals did, demigods have ADHD so they kinda have energy regardless of the situation). "Welcome Demigods! We've been waiting," said Enceladus. Just then hundreds of Hellhounds, Dracenae and telkines poured through the door. "How do they all fit through there?!" said Aiden. "Shut up!" Said Skye through gritted teeth. The demigods (and company) didn't think, and charged straight into the hordes of monsters. Enceladus laughed a dramatic psychotic laugh. "I've been practicing that for months!" he said excitedly to the telkine next to him. The telkine gave him a strange look. "Brilliant my Lord," he said, his words layered with sarcasm. "Thank you!" said the giant. He then charged into battle, very happy with himself.
Sorry about the late update. Have been super busy. I was reading Rick Riordan's (3 3 3) Percy Jackson and the Greek Heroes and felt really inspired. I hope you liked it. Please review!
PS: Im totally shipping Aiden+Skye and Palen+Emily now.