The Betrayed Norse

Chapter 3 - Camp

As Percy stalked through the museum, heading towards the room he knew Alecto would lead Alex, he heard voices. "-s it?! Where is the bolt, thief?!" He heard Alecto screech, just as he came into sight of the room. "Tell me, thief! Where is it?!" She continued, shifting into her fury form, attempting to swoop down on the cowering Alex, who was lying on the floor, having pissed himself. In one swift movement, Percy drew his great sword, ripping his pendant off of his neck, Percy charged the fury, faster than a blink of an eye, decapitated Alecto. 'Sorry, Uncle Hades, but I had to make that realistic if not it would seem weird,' he sent a silent prayer to Hades apologising. Looking at Alex, who was lying pathetically on the floor in fear, he reattached his sword to its chain, having it in its concealed form, he saw Alex's face shift to that of bewilderment and anger. Just as the blonde coward was about to speak, Chiron and Grover burst in through the double doors to Percy's right. "Yo, Chiron, Goat Boy, get the coward to camp, me and my friends will also be there," Percy said dismissively, kicking Alex 'lightly' as he turned and left. After exiting, he walked over to the three girls. "We should go, now, or we'll be walking to Camp," Percy said, picking up his bag, zipping it up as he began to leave.
"For fucks sake," Thalia cursed, picking up her bag and following Percy. "Language!" Hazel scolded, following next to the black haired girl, earning a chuckle from Reyna, who found their bickering amusing.

Later that night, a minivan, stuffed full with Sally and seven others rocketed across Manhattan bridge. In the front three seats sat Sally, who was driving, with Alex in the centre and Grover by the passenger side door, in the back sat Percy, Hazel, Thalia and Reyna. Sally was currently explaining the gods and demigods to Alex, who was thicker than a box of bricks, not understanding much. "So my father is an Olympian, a Greek God?" He asked stupidly.
"Yes," Sally sighed. Alex turned in his seat, expecting the four in the back to be bowing and grovelling at his feet, a smug grin on his face. "See! I told you I was better than you!" He floated.
"Huh, how? So what our parents are also gods, just because yours is Greek doesn't make you better," Hazel said blankly, an eyebrow raised.
"We'll said, babe," Percy smiled, kissing her cheek.
"Thanks," she blushed, smiling widely, yet sheepishly.
"Pfft! Hah! So what, my parents an Olympian, yours are probably just no name nobodies, minor gods no one knows of!" Alex bragged, laughing at the groups uninterested faces.
"Hmm, you say something, Alexander?" Percy asked, yawing sassily.
"Uargh!" Alex groaned, turning in his seat, sulking as he looked out of the window.
"Haha! Percy - 7850, Alex - 0!" Percy cheered, high giving Thalia and Reyna as Hazel mock glared at him, shaking her head playfully. "Now, considering how many monsters we are probably being hunted by, I'm gonna use that move, I've been itching to try it out," Percy grinned maniacally, a sinister glint shining in his eyes, light sparks of blue fire leaking from the corners of his grinning face.
"Oh no you don't!" Hazel shouted at him, smacking the back of his head, eyes wide.
"You'll die, unless your truly luck! But still! Remember how we had to feed you that shit tonne of ambrosia last week, yeah? Well not happening again!" Thalia protested.
"Fine...spoilsports," he sighed. "But, if the battle is truly not winnable, I'm doing it."
"Fine, just be careful, okay?" Thalia requested. "Don't want you to die yet, dumbass."
"I'll try," Percy chuckled, taking his knives from their concealed form, studying them. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, he quickly reconcealed his blades before he grasped onto the girls using his powers.

"Shit!" He shouted as Zeus struck the van, rather weakly, only getting it to flip and crash. As the van soared in the air, Percy blasted off the door, jumping out after forming a bubble around the girls. As he landed he skidded to a halt. "Ah Hel!" He cursed. "Thalia, Reyna, Hazel, make sure the idiot and the animal lover get to the camp, if any pass me, kill them." He drew his swords, their silvery steel shine piercing the inky night. As he walked forward calmly, his face cold and hard with determination, toward the noises and roars, he heard the three girls protest. Closing his eyes, Percy used his raven sight to scout for enemies, his eyes glowed white, scanning the forest before him. He saw a small army of monsters approaching him and the car, lead by good Ol' Beef Head, the Minotaur. "Ah Hel," he cursed, behind Beef Head and his army of monsters was a large amount of frosted looking, decaying corpses of vikings, Draug, along with.... "Ah for Odin's sake!" he muttered. "Of course they have a damn hydra, of fucking course, why wouldn't they?" As he got closer to the ever encroaching army, with them breaking the tree line, appearing into the clearing of the road, Percy's eyes lit bright blue, and caught alight, blue flames balling at his irises. Fire burst from Percy's feet and calves, acting as boosters, launching him into the air, soaring towards the monsters, a gleeful grin upon his face. As he was about to land, his hands glowed a bright blue tinted white, building up heat and power. In a large bang, Percy landed, releasing the power through his blades, which plunged into the road, melting around the blades, a large pluming wave of blue inferno expelled from him, incinerating the closest monsters, eliminating roughly sixty of them. Cackling, exhilarated by the thrill of finally being able to face monsters, Percy was a storm of arcing slashes and death. He hacked and slashed, decimating monsters, gold dust coating him.

Minutes passed as he continued his deadly dance, his momentum slowing down, he began slowing, having eradicated hundreds of the monster force. The draug had now began attacking, being stronger than most of the others they were beginning to make headway, wounding Percy, who's blood soaked all of his clothes, now weighed down, sodden with blood. He began floating, his eyes beginning to glow, his swords returning to their ring form. Flame, lightning, storm and earth circling around him, swirling tempestuosly. Suddenly, an almost solid ray of moonlight joined the swirling rage, enhancing it majorly. In an explosion of light and sound, Percy crashed violently into the ground, incinerating, impaling, electrocuting and lacerating the monsters. When the dust cleared, Percy was kneeling in a deep crater, gold dust hosting the melted floor, blood dripped and flowed from his body, he shook as he coughed, blood splashing up his throat, staining his chin. 'Ugh...fuck,' he thought, collapsing slightly, before shakily standing. The side of his head was split and gushing blood, his hair matted to his head, his hands were blistered and bloody, his wrings no longer silver, his feet burned in pain. His clothes were shreds barely clinging to his destroyed figure. He collapsed to kneeling, panting as blood oozed from his mouth and body, suddenly, from over the craters ridge, Hazel, Thalia and Reyna sprinted desperately towards him, finding him to tired and wounded to heal himself. "Percy! Oh gods!" Hazel panicked as she got out a piece of ambrosia, readying to force feed him.
"Perseus you absolute fucking moron! So help me All Father if you do that again, I'll kill you myself!" Reyna scolded, hugging him tightly.
"Perse, you fish-brain! You had better recover, you hear me!" Thalia hissed, a single tear rolling down her face. 'Shit...' he thought.
"Nggh, sorry," he coughed, scoffing down the godly food offered to him by Hazel. "Thanks, gem. Also, don't worry, Sparky, Reyna, I'll be careful."
"Okay, Mr. Walking Armoury, let's get you to camp," Thalia said, as she and Reyna hoisted Percy onto their shoulders.

As they reached the hill, they saw Alex cowering in front of the Minotaur, who had already captured and 'killed' Sally, indicated by her...disappearance, Alex, despite cowering had obviously tried something, likely running away, indicated by the injury on his back, staining his shirt and trousers with a tiny amount of blood. "Oh...looks like I missed one..." Percy laughed, hauling himself from the girls shoulders, expanding his spear and charging at the hulking monster. "Oi! Beef head!" He shouted, leaping at the monster, impaling his spear through the top of its spine, the Minotaur exploded in golden dust. Sighing he collapsed his spear before smirking at Alex who's jaw was slack with shock. "Good fight, Alexander," he smirked sassily. Alex huffed, standing angrily, glaring at Percy. "You stole my kill, that was mine!" He shouted.
"Yeah, cause you did amazing on your own, dumbass," Percy rolled his eyes, walking over to the girls, who smiled and kissed him one by one. As the five demigods, four Norse and one Greek, and the unconscious satyr made their way over the hill, they were met by Chiron and a small group of demigods. "Hey, Chiron, here's the Greek," Thalia smirked, jerking her thumb at Alex.

Suddenly, a glow appeared above the four Norse. Chiron was shocked. 'That was quick,' he thought. "All hail...?"
"Thalia Grace,"
"Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arlleno,"
"Hazel Levesque,"
"Perseus Ragnarson,"
"Al hail Thalia Grace, daughter of Thor, Norse god of thunder, lightning and war," Chiron called out, the crowd of demigods having expanded. "All hail Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arlleno, daughter of Tyr, Norse god of justice and war."
"All hail Hazel Levesque, daughter of Sif, Norse goddess of wealth, precious metals and earth."
"And, All hail Perseus Ragnarson, son of Ragnar, Norse god of war, combat, battle, death, weapons and tactical intelligence," Chiron finished. "All hail the grandson of The All Father, Odin!"