"I will kill you!"
It took six different legionnaires to hold back Percy. Chiron stepped in front of Percy's gaze. "Hold yourself together, Percy."
"Heed his advice." Max called out from above. "Or your friend here will drown pour Jason below in a river of blood."
Max stared at Jason. Thalia and Phoebe were still hard at work trying to revive him, ignoring the current situation at hand. Phoebe prepared a decoction of herbs while Thalia continued CPR, occasionally shocking Jason like a living defibrillator. "Pathetic." He said.
Bronk positioned himself in front of Max on his hoverboard. "Max. Mate. What are you doing?"
"Shut it clown!" He yelled at Bronk. "You should be ashamed of yourself. All of you so called Romans should be ashamed of yourselves. Working with the enemy!"
Bronk clenched his fists. "This is how you honor them?" Bronk asked him. "With more bloodshed?"
"Shut it!" Max yelled at him. "Your just a kid. You don't know what happened there."
"Screw you! I was on that boat with you, aware of everything that was happening!" Bronk shouted back. "They were my friends to! I helped you throw them overboard when one after the other died. I feel like I let them down to! That's not an excuse to do what your doing."
"Excuse?" Max repeated, offended. "Your the one fighting side by side with the same people harboring Luke. The one who killed Ben!"
Clarisse stepped forward, spear drawn. "Enough of this! Luke does not work with us. He has never worked with us. He betrayed Camp Halfblood years ago."
Max laughed maniacally. He opened his eyes as they glowed blood red. "Like I would believe you. Like I would believe any of you!"
Annabeth struggled to breathe with Max's iron grip. Sam gently moved between us, his arms rasied. "Max, please."
Max pointed his dagger at Sam. "I don't want to hear a word from you, coward."
"Fine!" Sam shouted. "But this will come to an end one way or another. Let's start with what you want."
Max smiled, his teeth soaked in blood. "Easy, Luke. Where is he?"
I wiped my nose and eyes and stepped forward. "I don't know how many times they have to repeat themselves. They are not harboring Luke. They have been fighting Luke for years now. How many more innocent people have to die before you get that through your thick skull!?"
"Then I have her." Max stated, holding up Annabeth while she struggled against his grip. I could see the wound in her stomach was starting to ooze blood, her skin paler then it was second ago. She was too weak to fight back, or at least, that's how she presented herself.
Percy growled, the earth shaking below him. "Come down here you coward and face me!" Percy roared, his eyes flashing green light. Forcing three more demigods to hold him back.
Max smiled viciously at Percy and turned his attention back to me. "I know that Annabeth and Luke are close. If she screams, he'll answer."
Gwen marched forward. "Do you hear yourself Max? This is insane. Ben wouldn't want this!"
Max pointed his dagger at Gwen. "Shut up! Just because you share blood with him doesn't mean you know a damn thing about him. He talked about how cruel you were to him. Was it his fault your parents divorced? Was it his fault he was BETTER then you in every single way!?"
Gwen bit her tongue, unsure how to respond. I drew my sword. "Enough! Come down here and face the consequences for the atrocities you have committed. Luke is not here. Annabeth dying won't change that!"
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