I'm Good Side-Bad. ( Percy Jackson-- Leo Valdez FanFiction )

#14: The Final War. (Part II)

I'm sorry for not updating for so long! Don't kill me!! Ahh!

Haha, anyway. I have no idea if this is going to be the last chapter. I'm just going to write and see whether there need to be more chapters.  I'll try to write some extra chapters, though!

Unedited chapter. 

Shelby's POV

I opened my eyes and just then a yawn escaped my lips. I groggily got up and patted my hand on the bed, in search of my mobile.

Wait.

How was my bed so soft? It was made of stone, right? I looked around my room and realization dawned over me.

Right. I ran away from my Kronos-home. I was sitting on the chair beside the window, waiting for some sign of war from the Gods of Olympus.

Styx. The war. I quickly looked around for my phone. I picked it up when I found it, half hidden under my covers and switched it on.

Five Thirty.

Shoot. It was afternoon when I came home. The was would obviously be raging now! I quickly got out of bed and ran out to the living room. I HAD to go to Camp Half-Blood and make sure Leo was okay! And well, of course, everyone else.

"M-mom, I'm going to Cam- uh, Leo's house," I stammered, breathing heavily.

My mother looked at me with a quizzed look. Probably because my (not really) slip of tongue. "Okay. Don't be too long. Come back for dinner at eight."

I nodded and ran out. I ran towards Camp Half-Blood as fast as could. I couldn't increase the speed of time yet because I was still in the crowed area and well, there were too many mortals.

I was panting heavily and it felt as if someone had poured acid in my stomach, by the time I had reached the forest area. I didn't stop though. 

I shut my eyes and concentrated on increasing the speed of time. I took it the maximum that I could take. Then I ran.  

I didn't really know the way to Camp Half-Blood because the first time, there was Leo and when I was leaving, there was Dionysis' wine line. But there must be some (indirect) landmark because so many demigods and satyrs go in and out every day. 

After a few minutes, I reached a part of the hill where there was gap between the trees. I know, there is a gap between every tree, but this was like a pathway. This couldn't have been the one, but I could hear battle cries from above. And slashing and clinging of swords, whooshes of arrows being left.

I took a deep breath and concentrated on time decreasing to its slowest. When time couldn't go any slower, I started running up. I wasn't effected by the time because I was the one who changed it. But I wasn't fast either. I was going at normal speed. It was tiring and painful to run up a hill but I had to do it.

When I reached the top, I brought my hand to my hip where I hung and my sword, to pull the sword out. But, my hands only met air. My head snapped to my side to find there wasn't any sword. I groaned.  

I let out an angry sigh and ran to the side and entered the Camp. There was war going on everywhere. Cabins were on fire, there was dust of dead monsters in air and dead bodies of demigods lying here and there. Monsters and demigods were fighting but all of them were really slow because of the time decreasing thing I did.  And then in the centre... 

Percy lying on the ground, clutching his stomach, blood seeping from under him to the other side. Kronos was standing in front of him, an evil grin etched on his face.