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There were shouts and screams as monsters attacked campers. They fought back valiantly, and you could they were going to win. That meant you needed to leave soon.
You were in the middle of a (mock) fight with an empousa. Suddenly it exploded in a cloud of glitter. Standing across from you was a sweaty and bloodied Annabeth, dagger in hand.
"Hey," you panted out, taking a second to rest in the middle of the battle.
She stepped closer to you, a smile forming on her face. You felt your heart clench before it hardened. "Hey, good to see you're not dead."
You scoffed. "You should worry about Percy, monsters are attracted to him like boys are to Drew."
She nodded, before grabbing your wrist and pulling you towards the planning tent. You struggled, trying to convince Annabeth you were more use fighting.
"We need the help, plus you've been out here long enough to have an idea on what's going on," she reasoned (damn her). You gave up as you weaved in and out of fights between campers and monsters (and the occasional turned camper). Reaching the tent, Annabeth pulled back the flap to show a concerned Chiron and wary camper surrounding a map of the camp.
Chiron looked up as you entered. "Oh, Annabeth, (Y/N), thank you for coming, we could use the insight."
You smiled awkwardly. "Well, the monsters seem intent on destroying everything they can, but they don't seem to have any specific place in mind."
Chiron nodded, stroking his chin. Annabeth spoke, "Percy told me that Kronos is possessing Luke, maybe this was a distraction so he could do that in peace."
"Well that didn't work," you commented. There was an increase in screams that sounded from the battle. Concerned, you rushed over and opened the tent flap. Kampê was here. "Shit," you cursed, taking out your weapon. "I've got to go."
You rushed out of the tent into battle, ignoring the shouts for you to wait. You reached the heat of battle, fighting with another empousa. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Ethan Nakamura fighting a camper (who was losing). Behind him was another camper, sneaking up on him.
Castor, your brain supplied. You killed the empousa and rushed over to help. The three didn't notice you approach so it was surprising for them when Castor suddenly had a blade in his arm. He yelled and you retracted the blade, hitting him over the head with the handle. He dropped to the floor, still. You didn't bother checking to see if he was alive. Ethan subdued that camper he was fighting with. You looked at each other and nodded.
"We need to get out of here," Ethan said. You sighed and looked around. Kampê was causing destruction, but something told you it wouldn't last long (and if that something was Percy and Annabeth, then so be it). You grabbed Ethan's arm and began to run. There was a set meeting point for you to get out, it was just beyond Thalia's Tree.
"Luke did it!" you yelled behind you, trying to be heard over the sounds of battle.
"Was there any doubt?" Ethan replied, a smile on his face as he ran next to you. Suddenly, a wave of panic ran through the troops, and you watched as the monsters scrambled back towards the Labyrinth. You and Ethan shared a panicked look. You saw Annabeth and Percy standing with Nico and some other guy. You were close to the meetup point, once you got there you would be transported to Lu- Kronos's hideout.
Ethan went first, disappearing in a small flash of light. Before you went you looked back, making eye contact with Annabeth. She was shocked, sadness reflected in her eyes. You kept your face blank, waving before leaving.
~Time Skip~
You were leaning against the banister of the ship that stopped you from falling into the depths below. Annabeth's eyes haunted you. You never meant for her to find out. You were meant to report to Kronos, go back to camp, and remain a spy until the final battle was over. But that was screwed, and now Selina was the only spy left. You only hoped she would be okay.
On your left, Ethan stood next to you. His arms were crossed and he looked out at the ocean, seemingly content to watch the waves. The final battle was coming up. Percy's 16th birthday was only days away, and that was when the fate of Olympus would be decided.
"You know," Ethan started, not looking at you, "I won't tell if you don't help guard Olympus. You weren't meant to in the first place. I can get Liz to help instead."
You scoffed. "And risk Kronos finding out? Yeah, no thanks. I like breathing."
He shrugged and didn't attempt conversation any further. Suddenly, there were shouts as some ran onto the deck. You and Ethan straighten out but didn't move, figuring the monster could handle it. You heard Kronos chuckling and you finally noticed Percy was standing in the middle of the deck, glaring at Kronos, two monsters holding his arms.
You were too far away to hear what they were saying so you and Ethan moved closer, inching along the sides. You came close enough to hear Kronos mention his spy in camp.
"Of course," he spoke sadly, "I had two, but I'm sure you know all about that, hm?"
Percy didn't respond. He glared at the ground. Kronos turned his gaze to you and his smile sharpened.
"Ah (Y/N)!" he called, causing Percy to look up and see you. His eye were angry. Good, you could deal with anger. "Just the demigod I was looking for. Why don't you and Ethan go look for any more unwanted passengers?"
You and Ethan nodded, and without looking back at Percy, you left to search the ship.
Minutes later you were dragging Beckendorf up to the deck. You felt bad, knowing his girlfriend was the one that ratted him out. Handing him over to some monster, you and Ethan stepped back, you guiding him towards a lifeboat. You had felt something on Beckendorf's arm and you had a feeling on what it was. So better safe than sorry.
~Time Skip~
You were right. Beckendorf had blown up the ship and you and Ethan were the first ones off. Your lifeboat had landed on the shores of New York City (probably confusing some dock workers).
Standing, you looked around.
Get ready Percy, the war's coming.