The Daughter of Poseidon

Chapter 31: I Wish Monsters Would Take Holidays. That'd Be Dam Nice.

(A/N: Slight gore warning)

Campers rushed in crowds like a stampede, running towards the armoury to get weapons. Because obviously, if buildings start to fall down, where do you go? The DAM ARMOURY. Percy clapped his hands and everyone stopped to look at him.

"Listen up, people! Chiron has told me we're being attacked by a twelve-year old who can summon ghosts, and spirits that you regret! So you all need to make peace with your ghosts as soon as possible. EVERYONE TO YOUR BATTLE STATIONS!!!"

I saw Arya sprint towards the armoury and I quickly grabbed a short sword around the same length as my dagger-sword. I rushed and climbed up my designated tree. Percy came soon after. We waited.

I heard someone yell, "LOOK THERE!" It sounded like Ria. I could see a dark cloud of black dust coming towards us. It was racing towards us pretty dam fast.

Astra, do you read me?

This is not a dam James Bond movie, I responded.

I think I see her coming.

Oh, dam. I thought.

Suddenly, orbs of green light started shooting towards the camp and some of the campers' hiding spots. One shot past me and I almost fell out of my tree. The first attacks were a signal for us to fight. Everyone charged. 

Percy let out a battle yell, "PEANUT BUTTER!!" and leaped out of the tree with a surprising amount of grace. I followed him. Eventually, more and more campers swarmed into the dark cloud, ready to battle.

Ghosts were EVERYWHERE. I could barely see anything.

Just then, I saw a camper get hit by a big green orb. She screamed in pain, then crumbled to dust.

Note to self: do NOT get hit. I noted. I noticed that the purple orbs didn't kill like the green ones, but they reopened past injuries, which still seemed pretty bad.

I slashed and stabbed at the ghosts, and everyone else seemed to be doing the same thing. 

I continued to fight, but then, I saw something that made my blood boil.

Annabeth had her back turned, fighting monsters and Percy was nearby, but I saw an orb heading towards her. 

A green one.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

The orb shot towards Annabeth. Percy jumped in front of her.

No.

I couldn't let another death be on my hands.

I used all the strength I had to gather a sheet of ice out of the vapour in the air, and swung it towards Annabeth and Percy.

Please work, please work, I thought desperately.

The ice swooped past the couple just as the orb shattered against the ice. The ice sheet broke into splinters, and relief flooded me. But all of a sudden, agonising pain spiked through my body, and I looked in alarm as I realised what had happened.

The scar on my side that I had received from an Ares camper a while back had reopened, revealing a deep, dark red gash. The mere sight of it made me sick to the stomach.

Unfortunately, many died and regretted souls were summoned and soon enough, we were left with roughly 200 campers. Originally there had been about 1,500 campers, which meant we would be making a lot of shrouds.

If we even survived.