The Fall of Percy Jackson

Foul Play

Camp Half-Blood; Third Person Pov: 

It had been several weeks since the hunter of Artemis had tried to ambush the Primordial's talented army. The gods, especially Zeus, had not taken the news lightly, but knew that if the hunters could not best them then he need to keep them safe. They were very skilled, and several members of the revered hunt had perished in the ambush, much to the moon Goddess' dismay. Whenever one of her girls fell in battle, she felt as if a part of her had died, which was partially true.

Zeus ordered them back to Camp Half-Blood, for their own safety. There was always tension between campers and hunters, but not as much controversy this time around because the matter was more serious than ever. Never before had the forces of Olympus fought against the vast, expansive armies of not one, but two Primordial Gods. Plus, the hunt was still at unease because of their failure in subduing the enemy's forces.

Chiron, knowing that the campers needed to be better prepared for fighting these monsters and his former pupil, Percy, made every single camper, regardless of size, age, and experience, drill and practice everything at camp at the highest level. Arts and crafts, Greek History, and canoe racing was taken off the agenda for camp activities. Only the lava wall, sword and weapons fighting, archery, pegasus riding and blacksmithing were still allowed. The hunt and campers taught each other essential skills as well. The hunters taught the campers archery, and the campers taught them advanced parts of melee combat, which helped ease the tension between the two groups.

Zeus, after several days of intensive training, ordered some of the members of the Olympian army to spy on the enemy. Travis and Connor Stoll, being the crafty and sneaky Sons of Hermes they are, volunteered before Zeus could even chose them. Hermes blessed them before they left, very proud of his children, and sent them off on their mission. However, when they returned from their mission, they were not only lucky to be alive, but brought grave news.

They had been caught by a demigod after spying on three camps, each moving closer to Long Island with every day. They were still very far away, but the threat was still a big deal. They seemed to be advancing on the camp and Olympus, applying pressure to the Olympian forces. The demigod who had caught him wielded a mace black as night, with skulls embedded on the sides. He was burly and about six foot one, and looked like someone you did not want to mess with.

"We were lucky to escape unwounded," they reported. "He was the best fighter we have ever seen. And the monsters he commanded were... devastating," they had said to the council before them. They described the dragon like monsters who wielded weapons like sword-masters, flying humans, black as night, and of course the massive giant made of lava did not reassure them of victory in the upcoming fights. The were soon dismissed to dinner, where normally everyone was social and talkative, but today, everyone was silent. Tension was in the air. Everyone was worried, not only at the thought of being killed, but by the fact that their former leader was fighting against them

In fact, talk about Percy Jackson was so common right now, all anyone could smell was salt-water in the air. Somewhere in the outskirts of Manhattan, a certain son of Poseidon had many migraines throughout the day because of this.

After campfire, Annabeth called a meeting to talk about the matter down by Zeus' fist. She invited every cabin leader, as well as all the people who knew Percy as a friend in the wars five years prior.

When they finally arrived, everyone stood in a circle, eager to share and learn new information. They all missed Percy, and frankly did not want to listen to Zeus' rule about killing him on first sight.

"Alright everyone. You all know why we are here. We need to think up ideas of how to deal with Percy, but without killing him," Annabeth said to the group of demigods. They all nodded to the daughter of Athena.