Percy POV
It took the campers a few days to repair the damage from the "mysterious pranks". They didn't even seem to know who had done them. It was a peaceful few days.
One day, as we were all strolling around camp, we heard conch horn sounded three times. There was an attack!
We grabbed our weapons and flew towards the border. There were monsters everywhere, around 10,000. All the Titans and Giants were present in the army
The campers who were on border patrol were shaking from the large army of monsters.
"Campers! This is the fight that you were waiting for!" I yelled, and like a total badass, shot lasers from my eyes, killing around a 1,000 monsters. "Spread out and kill as many monsters as possible. Chaos' Elite, kill the Titans and Giants!"
I flew straight to the nearest Titan and with my special sword which could fade any god, Titans, or Giant with one strike. I started swinging my sword everywhere, killing hundreds of monsters with each blow.
In mere minutes, the army had been severly diminished by the Elite (with some help from the campers). Suddenly, there ead only one enemy left: Kronos.
The Elite charged towards him. One strike from our swords (which could all kill with one strike) wouldn't be enough. Together, we would prevail.
Kro os couldn't bloke all our attacks at once. He vanished into golden dust.
The campers cheered. The war was won!
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The Army of Chaos
FanfictionThis is the story of Percy Jackson. He had it all. He had saved the world, had an awesome girlfriend, and everything was perfect. But after a certain son of Zeus arrived at Camp, his life became hell. He decided to leave. What will Percy encounter a...
