Epsilon and his Army of Chaos (Watty's 2013) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 27: We Really Can't Handle More Complications

Counting down. After this, three more chapters to go. It's almost over! But not yet!

Anyway, my cover competition is over. I would like to give a shout out to the six entrants; ___You___, Think_Inspiration, Awkwardacity, dadricprince848, dolphin1919 and MaureenHamm.

All the covers were amazingly astonishing. It was the hardest decision I've ever made since I had to choose what elective subjects I'd do in high school. But eventually, I settled on the cover made by Awkwardacity as the winner. Thanks so much to all the entrants for a job well done. And, as promised, a dedication to the winning cover maker.

Now I hope you enjoy the chapter. I know it took so long to write, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Chapter 27 ...

Chapter 27: We Really Can't Handle More Complications - Bianca's POV

Things were finally starting to go our way.

We started off with about one to two hundred campers plus the fifteen Chaos warriors and Chiron. Then, of course, the Cyclopes army comes in to help, led by none other than Percy's own brother, Tyson.

A little while later, the Hunters of Artemis arrive with bows at the ready. And not long after, Grover appears with his satyrs and nature spirits in tow.

I was beginning to thing we might stand a chance.

But I knew not everything was perfect. Clarisse had informed me earlier that Luke was down, and I was with Zoë when she took a sword to the leg, and the amphitheatre was already filled with wounded campers. Leo nearly lost a fight with an empousa but managed to get away with just a leg injury.

About five hours in, I ended up fighting the hydra with Leo and the girl, Azelle.

I wasn't sure what to think of the new daughter of Poseidon. It was clear to even me that she took a shine to Leo who showed interest in her in return. It made me feel strange, like monsters were ripping at my insides. It took me a while to figure out what the feeling was.

It was jealousy.

I was jealous of Azelle. I knew that she liked Leo and he liked her, even if they didn't know it. They way they'd stuck with each other throughout the war was proof enough. I'd stuck with them, too. Mostly because of Leo.

It was harder, too, because Azelle was such a likeable person. I just couldn't bring myself to hate her. I found her a lot like me, and that made it hard for me to be mad at her for liking Leo. She was strong and had a sense of duty, like she would do whatever she thought needed to be done. A lot like Leo.

But I still couldn't understand why it was so hard for him to see that I liked him. We'd found we had so much in common

He was the only one in the Gennaios Squad that had died like I had; as a sacrifice. He'd sacrificed himself to close the doors, I'd sacrificed myself to defeat the defective Talos statue. Only we understood how that felt. The others all died in battles. We were different.

Also, he was funny. He always acted confident, even if it was clear to see that he was a nervous wreck. You hardly ever spotted him without a smile.

Needless to say, ever since we both joined the army, I'd admired and liked him. No, it was more than that.

I was hopelessly in love with Leo Valdez.

There. I said it. Happy?

But back to the battle, Leo, Azelle and I were currently facing a seven headed, leathery beast, and let me tell you, its breath stunk to high heavens. The first time it roared, I almost passed out as a result of the toxic fumes.