A Call For Heroes (Pjo x Hunger Games

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Hey! It's sad that this is the last update for the story. I really loved writing it, and I'm happy that you guys enjoyed and supported me all through the story, even at times when I was going to give up. So here's the final chapter of the story, I hope you like it.

Now without further ado...please enjoy, and find out what happens to the heroes of this fanfic!

Percy

As the soldier's took aim, Percy concentrated, willing the each water particle in the air to revolve around him, like a hurricane. The swirling mass of wind and water spun higher, shielding Percy's body, and pushing the soldiers back.

"Citizens of the districts of Panem! Your suffering and poverty will only continue if you do not make a stand. Fight for freedom! Fight for a better future for your children, and many generations to come! Stand together, show the Capitol that they have no control over you. Fight like you once did previously. United, you are strong. Divided, you are weak."

Many loud shots rang in the air, and Percy knew the soldiers were shooting at him. But the hurricane simply swept the bullets away harmlessly.

The soldiers seemed to realize that they were too few in numbers, and were starting to call for backup. Percy knew he couldn't keep up the hurricane forever. His strength was soon ebbing away. He needed to finish his speech soon.

Percy continued, shouting to all of Panem, "Rebel like how you did before, except this time, you will win the war. Whether you choose to believe it or not, the Greek gods are real, and they want this sick and cruel Hunger Games to be stopped. I myself am prove to each of you, that the gods are alive. I am a child of the gods, sent to start this rebellion, to overthrow the Capitol!"

Hundreds upon hundreds of army men dressed in white uniforms were pressing closer. The hurricane was the only thing separating Percy from the sea of Capitol soldiers. Those who came too near to the hurricane were thrown backwards a few meters. But they just stood up and came back at him.

The hurricane was slowing down. Energy was leaving Percy fast. Sooner or later, he would be run over by the soldiers.

"Fight now, and make the Capitol pay. Make the death of all the fallen tributes not in vain!"

Percy's voice broke. He fell onto one knee. His powers were completely drained. Percy felt dizzy and lightheaded. The hurricane stopped swirling, and the air returned to its calm state.

Percy was exposed, exhausted, and his tied hands were unable to reach his sword. His only thought was – had he finally reached his end? In the hands of mere mortals? This was humiliating.

Two guards reached him first, and made sure he was fixed in this kneeling position. They kept their hands on Percy's shoulder, making sure he couldn't move. Another guard, a few feet away, took aim at Percy's chest with his pistol, and Percy knew he wouldn't miss.

Suddenly hot, bright light flashed filled his vision. Then, as suddenly as it happened, the light was gone. The two soldiers who were holding Percy had vanished too. In fact, everyone in his ten metre radius had disappeared. All around Percy, the wooden planks were charred. Only the spot where he had been standing remained untouched. The little microphone was still at his feet.

The smell of ozone gave it away. Looking up at where Thalia and Nico had been held, he could see Thalia's outstretched hand, facing the sky.

Nico grabbed at Thalia's hand, and the shadows converged around them. They disappeared, reappearing again beside Percy.

The Son of Hades pulled his Stygian Iron sword out of the air, and slashed at the short chain which linked the cuffs. The chain snapped, and pulled his hands apart.