Do I Know You? - PJO fanfic - Chaos' Assassin story

Chapter 13

I woke up to the sounds of a battle. I groaned and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, then dragged myself out of bed, grabbed my sword and took my boots on. I pulled my hood up that I apparently had pulled down, then I left my tent. I ran outside and followed the sound of battle.

What met me made me falter for a quick second. Armies of hellhounds, cyclops, telekhines, centaurs and the minotaur and more monsters were fighting demigods everywhere. The immortal campers rushed between the campers and monsters, helping the ones in need. The Apollo campers fought off as best as they could, while they were carrying or dragging hurt campers after them. The Chaos Soldiers were fighting off the worst monsters, like a hydra and Kampe. I searched the battlefield to see who was leading them, but I saw no one. I frowned, but jumped into the battle. Decapitating a hellhound. I ducked as a bat from a cyclops swung in the air, where my head had just been. I spun around, my sword impaling the stomach of the cyclops. The cyclops exploded into gold dust. I sneezed as I inhaled the dust from it, then went to attack another monster. It was a dance between us. I impaled a dracaena. For every monster I killed it seemed like two or three more would take its place. I grunted in frustration and summoned a dagger and threw it at an empousa. I swung my sword at a hellhound, but it dodged my attack and bit onto my arm. I yelled in pain as its teeth bore into my arm and dropped my sword. I grabbed the hellhound's snout and tried to get it to release my arm, all it did was tighten its grip on my arm even more. I clenched my teeth and summoned another dagger. The hellhound shook my arm, ripping my sleeve apart, revealing my bloody skin. I lost balance and the grip around the dagger loosened and it fell to the ground. I yelled out in frustration and pain. Gods it hurts. The hellhound shook its head again, and I could feel my bones breaking in my arm. I summoned a third dagger and bore it into its neck. The hounds red eyes looked at me, it sneered and shook my arm again, trying to get it off my body, when a big black blurred figure jumped onto the hellhound, causing it to lose its grip on my arm and rolling off. The hellhound exploded into golden dust as the black figure killed it. When the figure turned around I was met by red eyes. Great. Another hellhound. It sniffed the air in front of me, then began wagging its tail and jumped at me, causing me to fall back. I winced as my arm hurt. I looked up into the hounds face. There was something familiar about it... A tongue went across my face, covering me in drool. Now I knew why this hellhound was familiar.

"Mrs. O'Leary!" I said and grinned, though pain was clear in my voice and my arm hurts like shit. She barked at her name and wagged her tail. "How are you, big girl?" I asked. She got off me and I sat up, but almost fell back again because of dizziness. "Wow" I blinked a few times, the black spots disappeared and I could see clearly again. Mrs. O'Leary barked, then began licking my hurt arm. I winced as pain shot through my body from my arm. It was definitely broken and dislocated and bloody. Definitely bloody. I grabbed her fur and pulled myself up. I swayed a bit, then looked around on the battlefield. It didn't look good. It looked like we were losing, even with the Soldiers of Chaos with us. Heck I had been put out by a hellhound. I felt stupidly weak. I had just joined the fight, and then I got attacked and now I can't fight properly. I began to slowly walk towards the infirmary and tents the Apollo campers had set up, when the fight began. I entered the infirmary, leaving Mrs. O'Leary outside, who had gone back to fighting off the monsters. I looked around then saw Will tend a wounded camper's leg. I walked over to him and tapped his shoulder when he finished.

He turned around and looked at me. "Yes?" His eyes wandered over my body to check for injuries and stopped at my right arm. "Oh my Gods!" He exclaimed and pulled me over to an empty bed and made me sit down. "What the hell happened to your arm?" He asked as he found some medical stuff.

"Uh" I said and swayed a bit, gods it hurts. "A hellhound attacked me." I said and blinked. It was hard to breathe, it was like someone had closed the airway. Like someone was sitting on my chest.