"Fire," The demigod's screams as they raced out their cabins, coughing, and wheezing. All their lungs hurting from all the smoke they've consumed.
The camp was in total chaos, and no one could stop it.
"We need to stop the fire from spreading, all over the camp," Andrew shouted.
Alex began shouting orders, placing the chaotic camp, back in place, and making it run as it should in a case of emergency. Andrew turned to look at Alex and they each divided the camp, have each divided side do something differently.
A loud voice then began to boom laughter all through the camp. Causing the camper to fall silent. Everyone was ready for the worst, yet they were not sure what the worst could be.
"BRING ME MY SON, AND I'LL BE MERCIFUL TO YOU'RE PATHETIC CAMP." The ground shook as the demand was made, everyone just glanced at one another, waiting for the son to step forward while mentally preparing for battle.
Ruben grimaced from within the large crowd of demi-gods. Beside him stood Melinda, appearing at a 12-year-old demigod.
"Don't go." She muttered lowly whole staring at the man in front of the camp. Ruben glanced at her to see she looked worried. And it was undeniable.
"Why do you care so much about me anyway?" A small chuckle out through her lips as she glanced at him. Feeling more at peace, by being at her side, Ruben took a deep breath in, before releasing it out.
"And where's my mother?" His questions were immediately answered as Melinda gave a side smirk.
"Keep looking forward. You'll see her," and he did, Ruben took a look towards his father and saw a woman keep out from behind. Completely knocking Omega to the ground.
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"You sick bastard,"Hearing his mother's voice for the first time was amazing, just not the circumstances they were found in.
"It's time you learn a lesson." Ruben's mother spat, letting out a crazy cackle while raising her arms, a sword appeared in place. A large wave of power erupted from the sword hitting Melinda.
"I won't let you take my son from me once more." A loud crash was heard before Melinda could look up. The sounds of a heavy battle filled her ears. Ruben glanced at her in worry and help her up. She gave out a grunt of pain and stood up with shaky legs.
"You must help my mother." Ruben pleaded.
"You are half primordial Ruben. You can fight your father along with her. Your mother is a goddess. Just a simple goddess." Melinda rasped out before her legs gave out. Another groan escaped past her lips as she began to shiver.
Caught escaped her lips as she forced herself to sit up, she could no longer see, darkness surrounded her, but her hearing and her sense of smell increased.
"No monster will survive this war." Melinda's head focused towards the direction of the battle. Campers all cleared a path for her, afraid of the primordial.
"I am afraid." She whispered. Percy's eyes focused on Melinda.
"We need to finish Omega once in for all," Melinda said as her vision returned. She started out at the battling people and let out an ear piercing shriek. All to familiar to Omega.
Omega dropped his weapon in fear as he recalled the shriek. Lura gave him a smirk of victory as her eyes began to glow with power. Her attacks began to increase, leaving him near the edge of his immortal life. While Melinda's screams increased so did Lura's attacks.
"Stop, stop." He begged, Lura only grunted and stabbed him through the head.
"You had no mercy for me." She ripped the sword out of his head and continued to chop his body into pieces. Melinda's shrieks cased and the body parts of Omega all dissolved into the earth.
The camp fell silent as the monster each made a run for it. But not making it far as the ground swallowed them whole.
"The war is over. Lura." Melinda spoke appearing behind Lura. Lura glanced at Melinda and gave her a smile and a nod.
"May I meet my son now?" Lura asked dropping Omega's head on the ground.
Ruben, rushed up the hill to see his mother. He froze and walked past Melinda to see Lura staring at him with surprise.
"Mom?" He asked quietly, staring at her with a gaze full of doubt and hurt.
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Far from Gone
أدب الهواة"Don't worry. I'm far from gone, but you'll never have peace again from the constant memories of your betrayal. They won't ever be gone." These were the last words I told the gods of Olympus along with the campers who stood around and watch as I wa...