That's Not My Life Anymore | Percy Jackson Chaos || COMPLETE

Chapter 13

Alpha and I headed back to camp a few days later, once she was feeling better. The minute we walked into the cabin, the army started yelling out to us. They asked how Alpha felt, and what happened.

Once they were sure she was okay, they started complaining about the campers and the 'horrendous' things they had done. All I really heard was "This camper did this," and "This camper did that." I sighed. Could they not get along for five minutes?

"Okay, okay, we get it, you hate the campers," Alpha said, over the ruckus. "But, just saying, they probably hate us just as much as we hate them."
"Can you please, just try to get along for one day?" I asked. "We need to be allies in this war."

"What war is there going to be?" Lune asked. "We don't even know who we're fighting. Why won't anyone tell us?"

"Because no one knows," I told them. "No one's ever met this villain."

"That doesn't make sense," Hunter said. "How can we train for a war, if we've never met the villain? How do we know we even stand a chance?"

I didn't have an answer for him.

***

The next day, something weird happened. Someone got into the camp. I know that doesn't sound that weird, but the problem was that he wasn't a camper.

No one knew who he was. He just walked right into camp, as if the boundaries didn't exist. He wouldn't seem like that much of a threat, but he was carrying a 2 foot long butcher knife. At first I thought it was Celestial Bronze, but then I saw the other side, which was like a normal knife. It made me think of Luke's knife- a knife that could kill monsters, demigods and humans.

As he walked, people started following behind him, trying to figure out what was going on.

The man stopped suddenly, in the middle of the camp. It was the only place where everyone in the camp would be able to see him, even if they were at their activities. Not that that was needed- practically everyone was standing in the circle that had formed around him.

"What do you want?" Hayden called out. I knew he was trying to act tough, but I could see in his eyes that he was afraid. Was I only one who saw this part of him? Was I the only one who saw through his act?

"I must fulfill my mission," the man said, in a monotone. "I must please my master." Before I time to comprehend what he said, the man grabbed a camper. I recognized her- it was Lacy. He held a knife to her throat.
"What are you doing?" she screamed.

"I have a message to deliver," he said, in that same monotone voice. "For Omega." I felt my stomach drop. "Surrender yourself Omega. Or we will kill every single person in this camp." Before anyone could even think of taking a step towards him, he stabbed Lacy. She screamed as she fell to the ground, gasping for breath. Within 5 seconds of getting stabbed, she was lying dead on the ground. The next thing I knew, the man had slit his own throat and was lying dead beside her.

***

"But why would someone do that?" Mustang asked. "Why kill one demigod, then commit suicide?" Mustang, Forgotten, Lune, Alpha, Hunter and I were in the cabin talking about what had happened that morning.

"He wanted to warn us," Alpha said. "He wanted to show us what he was willing to do."

"There was something off about him," Hunter pointed out. "He was speaking in a monotone voice, and his eyes were blank. It was like he wasn't in control."

"That's impossible," I said, frowning. "The closest you can get to controlling someone else is Eidolons taking over other people's bodies."

"Well something was definitely up- I can assure you that man had no idea what he was doing," Hunter told us firmly.

"You mean, he didn't know he killed a girl? Or what he threatened to do?"

"Probably didn't," Hunter agreed.

"Unless he agreed to it first," Alpha whispered.

"You're right. He could have agreed to it before," I said, realization dawning on me. "Whoever was controlling him just wanted to make sure he got the job done."

"But how is it possible to control like that?"

"Who knows?" Mustang said. "I'm just wondering why someone even bothered controlling the man. I mean, he probably could have delivered the message on his own."
"What was the message again?" Lune asked.

"He said, 'Surrender yourself Omega. Or we will kill every single person in this camp.'" I told her.

"Am I the only one who noticed he said 'we'?" Forgotten asked, sitting down on the couch.

"Couldn't he have meant the two of them?" Hunter asked.

"But why would someone make him to say we?" Mustang asked. "Wouldn't it be easier to just say 'I'?"

"How would that be any better?" Hunter asked.

"Because then we would think he was the only person that would pose a threat to us. But that's clearly not the case."

"So there could be more than one person involved? More than the man and the person who controlled him?" Forgotten asked.

"There has to be..." Alpha said. "Otherwise he wouldn't have told the man to kill himself."

"I don't understand. What does that mean?" Lune asked.

I sighed, "It means they're not working alone."

"They're the people we're up against," Alpha added.

"The war has officially begun," I declared.