Special thanks to my people who sent in new characters for this chapter, Satan ruler of Hell (cool username bro) and xXRoxanne WeasleyXx (also cool username), and here's the next chapter! ~youseenothing

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"We have a problem."

"What's going on?" demanded Jeska. Rose ran her fingers through Carlyle's half- purple hair and took a deep breath.

"The witch- Circe- she's attacking camp, along the forest line. She has a horde of monsters and witches with her too." Arra swore under her breath and Carlyle pulled back the hammer of his gun, his fingers lightly tapping on the trigger.

"Who's fighting? Are we fighting?" Jeska asked. Rose shook her head.

"Chiron said to wait- if she breaks through the barrier, we attack, if not, we don't." Jeska threw her hands up and Carlyle shot a glance her way, allowing Arra to bud in.

"That's bullshit!" (A/N: sorry for nasty language :) ok, let's continue) Arra exclaimed. "That's complete bullshit! We need to defend our Camp- our home!" Jeska nodded and Carlyle sighed, putting his free hand on his forehead.

"I hate to agree with a violent way of thinking, but this is my home- my only home. I'm gonna defend it, even if you guys don't." Rose quirked an eyebrow but put her hand out.

"Fine, we can defend- but on my terms. We find a few guys who want to go with us, and we go for the monsters only- witches are people too. Deal?" Arra nodded immediately and put her hand on top of Rose's, not having to say a word. Jeska hesitated a bit, weary of newcomers, but agreed by adding her hand to the pile. Only Carlyle was left, and he glanced around.

"I'll die for this place," he said quietly. "I will. Sorry, mom." He added is quivering hand to the pile and they spread out through the crowd.

Most, of course, agreed with Chiron- attack if attacked. But, there was a surprisingly eager sister of Arra who wanted to help. Cam Abrantes, in all her 12-year-old glory. Little Camilla had only just gotten to Camp last summer, but everyone knew of her power- she had been blessed by Artemis and Poseidon at birth, allowing her to speak to animals and control liquids, along with having the rare power to control light- given to her by her father, of course. She was good in a fight, but they all knew what she would sacrifice to save a friend.

"Are you sure you can do this?" Rose asked her, though the girl had been very adamant about it the first time she asked.

"Yes, I'm positive, can we please go?" Cam snapped. Rose raised her hands in surrender and offered the girl a hairband.

"First, tie up that mop- second, we need another person." Cam rolled her eyes and pulled up her black waist-length curls. They were soon waved over by Carlyle, who had a semi-short boy next to him.

"Hey, shorty," the boy called when they approached. Rose scoffed and shook her head.

"Who's this?" she asked, not caring to acknowledge him. Carlyle snorted and pushed up his glasses slightly.

"Neil, this is Rose, Rose, Neil Owen, son of Ares." They boy tipped an invisible hat and put it back on his scruffy black hair.

"Pleasure, pals." Carlyle giggled and shook his head, blushing a little. Carlyle knew Neil's power- his strength was insane, almost impossible, and he was a beast with his gauntlet. Plus, he was cute as hell, and the whole camp knew we was Panromantic Asexual, which was a definite pro to the situation.

"And you want to fight? Why am I not surprised?" Rose mocked. Cam laughed and Carlyle glared at them both. We was about to explain when Neil put a hand on his chest.

"I want to fight to save my friends and family here, not because I'm a stupid son of Ares looking for a fight, got it?" Rose and Cam stopped laughing and Rose nodded, signaling them to follow her as she collected Arra and Jeska.

"Alright, this is Cam and Neil- newbies, this is Arra and this is Jeska." They shook and collected at a table, pulling out and loading weapons. Cam and Arra checked their quivers and strung their bows, while Neil attached the bronze gauntlet to his hand. Jeska and rose sharpened their swords and Carlyle packed as many bullets into his pockets as possible, which was actually a lot, seeing as he had cargo pants on. Finally they were prepped, going over the plan a final time before they attacked.

"Monsters only, got it? Anyone attacks a witch and it isn't defense, Chiron will know about it. got it?" They all nodded their understanding and rose form the table. "Let's go."