SilverMoon Mercenaries

Into the Storm

A/N: Hi guys, I'm putting Mercenary:Rising on hiatus until I finish SilverMoon Mercenaries. Don't whine, I'll start up on it again right when I get out for summer break.

Artemis POV, Present Time

Camp Half Blood

The monster army approached us, lead by the titans Prometheus and Perses. They leered at us, and began to speak. "Hello demigods and Hunters. We have come with an offer, one that is very generous. If you remain neutral throughout this war or join us, we will reward you richly with kingdoms and more." said a smug looking Prometheus. I cocked my head sideways, didn't he learn his lesson in the Second Titan War when he sided with Kronos? I ignored him and looked at the sky, it was dark. The clouds blotted out the sun, leaving the battlefield in a dark setting, most appropriate.

As I watched the objects fall from the sky, I caught a closer look at the structure. It was a podlike structure, made of a metallic grey metal. Instead of bursting open like last time, they hit the ground hard, scattering dust on the battlefield. Monsters, Titans, and allies of the Olympians alike stared at the crash sight when the dust began to dissipate. The structures fell down from all sides, revealing a heavily armed soldier clad in matte black armor and a matte black helmet. As all of the pods landed, about 100 soldiers were revealed. They charged at the monsters, guns blazing. They mercilessly cut down everything in their path and soon, only the strongest monsters remained. Instead of killing them off, the soldiers retreated to the landing zone and created a protective cordon around something... or someone. The front of the cordon parted, revealing figures. There was Nex, Moros, and Archangel, and two women with them. They walked forward towards the remnants of the army, not armed with any weapons whatsoever.

"Who are you?!" bellowed Perses. "Well for starters," began Nex. "We are the SilverMoon Mercenaries. And you my friend, are going to join the rest of your army in Tartarus." Prometheus' eyes suddenly rolled back into his head, blood coming out of them. "WHAT THE HELL?!" screamed Perses. "Oh, just a friendly mind blast." replied Nex nonchalantly. "Damn you..." cursed Perses, and he signaled to the remaining monsters to retreat. The campers gave out a cheer, only to be silenced by one of the soldiers, a high ranking one I believe. "You better shut up, we aren't going to fight all your damn battles for you. You're lucky that we're here because of orders from Chaos himself." he said in an angry tone.

Chiron galloped forward, and spoke nervously. "Sir, you work for Chaos?" The soldier nodded, and walked over towards the five people. "Orders My Lords and Ladies?" he said, bowing. "Captain, what did I tell you about bowing to me and calling me lord?" said an annoyed Nex. I sighed, Nex was so much like Percy.

"Captain, set up camp in the woods, I believe the gods will come here to question us." Nex said right before the the rest of the Olympians flashed in.

"Who are you and what do you want?" boomed Zeus. "First of all, who we are is none of your damn business. Second of all, we are here to assist you in the upcoming war by orders of Chaos." said Nex.

"I am the King of the Gods, you will obey, now UNMASK YOURSELVES!" thundered Zeus. By the time Zeus finished the sentence, Nex had a small cylinder that looked like the hilt of a sword pointed at Zeus. "Be a good boy and piss off, or I'll use Deathbringer on you." said Nex angrily. Zeus was laughing his ass off at the sight of his seemingly harmless weapon. "Are you foolish enough to believe the King of the Gods can be defeated with a sword hilt?" laughed Zeus. Nex didn't respond, instead, he made a unsheathing motion in front of the hilt and crackling energy took the form of a blade. He rushed forward and cut Zeus in the arm to my delight. It was only a minor cut, but Zeus changed from laughing to screaming in pain in seconds. Nex walked back over to his companions and stood in front of them, addressing the council in a very harsh tone. "The next time one of you is pompous enough to believe you can command us, you will feel this blade." We shuddered, if that blade could deal that much pain in a simple cut... We could only imagine the pain it would bring if the wound were any more serious. "Introduce yourselves lieutenants," ordered Nex.