THIRD BATTLE - The Intensity Resumes

"Do whatever, Just dont let me attack anyone, and dont let me hurt myself, or anyone else." I said. I attemtped to sit myself up. Tears were streaming down my face, as I thought about the events that lead up to this moment.

I laughed through my tears. "You've always been weird. But you are one of my best friends. You are an amazing brother. Would you mind skipping out, I think we really need to talk, and I just need to get away.?" I asked. I sheathed my swords, I looked around to see combat all around us. I cast a Protective shadow around us, we were safe for the time being.

"Can you shadow travel yet?" I asked him. I gathered myself up, Then I stood up. I brushed the dirt off of my pants and shirt.

I grabbed onto his arm, and steadied myself. "Yeah, Ill let you do the work. Im feeling kinda weak from the shadow sheild." I replied. I took another look around the field, there were a few people looking at us. And lots of combat going on around us.

Candice hopped from tree to tree. She was a scout today, and didn't know that the battle just started. "What?!" she said as she saw another battle happen. She quickly grew different thorned bushes and drew out her sword shakily. The last battle didn't really left her alone for a while, but she still felt ready to kill.

MJ stood by a tree, hacking everything in sight. "For my mother." she screamed and finished off a snake woman, but it scraped her arm before it disintegrated.. To her left, she saw another kid get in the way of a cyclops. "Watch out!" she screamed and tried to get near, but the more she moved, the more pain she felt.

Gen stayed out to Zeus' fist and aim every arrow she got at the monsters. Finishing off another hellhound, she reached her back and saw no more ammo. She turned around and saw an enemy halfblood poise to kill. She quickly took out her dagger but it was a second too late. The halfblood had already lunged for her abdomen. It hit her and the wound was not too deep, but it hurted like hell. She doubled over and felt herself fade. "Help." she muttered as the enemy towered over, smirking at another defeat.


Zin was in the heart of the battle, using her powers to create the most hanous of chaotic scenes she could master. Luckily, her aura wreacks of Tartarus, making some monsters leave her and cower. But some, more bigger monsters gos closer for her death. Summoning all her strength, she slashed one big cyclops to dust, but left her unarmored back defensless.

Adam Affliction

I watched the entire scene unfold, perched precariously on a branch as always, with an amused glint in my eyes. Spotting a fairly annoyed dracaena about to kill a poor little innocent demigod, and quickly muttered something incoherently, and in an instant my brain was fixed on the dracaena's nerves. A sharp jolt went through my body, and at the same moment, a sharp jolt went through hers. Unfortunately, the jolt made me fall out of my precarious position in the branches of a tree, and so I crashed to the ground, not focused anymore. Thankfully my power went through well, as I stood and brushed myself off I saw the dracaena writhing in pain on the ground. Soon thereafter I realized I was dizzy, extremely so. I hadn't realized how much force I had put into that one dracaena. It was too much; I collapsed to the ground, panting like a dog. "Ugh...," I mumbled to the ground, "Well, that was stupid." I attempted to get up but my arms and legs went weak with the effort. Ah well... I could still work some pain into any monsters who try to step on me. I swiveled around on my stomach and... what's the word for this? Slithered? Alright, I slithered backwards into the darkness, my eyes flitting here and there to spot any monsters in need of attention.

Tyler Blazing

I jogged through the woods, the sounds of battle ringing in my ears. Man, curse that I had to repair my mini mechanical dragon before this. But he was so insistent I couldn't say no. I finished the thought as my tiny little dragon, Spark, flew out of my pocket and twirled around my head like the hyper dragon he was. "Quit it, Spark." I grinned. "Go kill a few monsters, I'll meet up with you in a bit." Spark nodded, chirped, and grew larger in size. A wave of relief passed over me. I thought I had neglected to add in that part. The now fairly my height dragon flew up and swooped down to fight. I raced along until I arrived at the Battlefield.

My liquid like eyes flickered from one scene to the next, finally settling on a strange writhing dracaena. I smirked, chuckling. Definitely the work of a Monos kid. I jogged up to it and looked down into it's eyes. She was still hissing and definitely wasn't very accommodating. I figured I would put an end to her miseries, and shot a blast of fire into her face. I didn't care to watch her disintegrate; I had more pressing things to do. Spotting a hellhound, I backed away. I had a very rough past with those guys, and I wasn't exactly on my toes to fight them again.

I spotted Spark attempting to fight with a much larger Cyclops. "No, Spark!" I yelled, my voice rumbling throughout the Battlefield. I watched in horror as the Cyclops grabbed my dragon, and through him into a large rock. It all had just happened so quickly. Anger, fury, and everything else bad you can think of flared up inside me. I jumped, fire spurring out of my shoes, and landed on the Cyclops's head. "Take this you good for nothing dragon killer!" I shouted in his ear, punching my fist which was sparking with white hot flames into his skull. The Cyclops roared in agony and stumbled, swinging me around his head. I let loose more flames from his skull. Even I felt the heat; probably because the fire was now erupting from all around his body, including where I was. The heat was getting past the level I could take. I decided to jump, the Cyclops would be down soon anyway. I jumped off, managing to do a flip as I landed on the ground, with some red flames to cushion my fall. I paid no attention to the now disintegrating Cyclops, I sprinted over to Spark.

He was in a ruin. I had to take him back to the armory and get him fixed. Hopefully these guys would win this battle, but I had to run him in. Spark was like a part of me -- probably because he was, I used a lot of my power to make him. A hellhound decided right then to try and attack me. Hearing it, without looking up, my anguish showed in my power; I pointed directly at the hellhound and blasted him to bits with bright flames. Then I ran out of the Battlefield, carrying Spark delicately.

~ Wow... long post. Basically, Tyler's going to be working in the Armory for a while now, since he has to repair Spark, and Adam is pretty weak. I think that basically sums it up.

"What the-?" she was cut off by a roar. That awful roar she always had bad dreams about. Emerging from the woods, the Minotaur himself emerged, fully armored, with an axe by his side. The other monsters, retreated, knowing he was there for one thing. Zin gripped her sword tighter, knuckles going white. "Back for more?" she teased. The monster roared in pure hate and ran full speed at her direction. Zin being the small girl, fled last minute and the Minotaur crashed into a tree. She swung her sword and it sticker at it's side. Another roar escaped it's lips, but he was able to swing his arm wide enough to hit Zin square on the chest. Dazed, she looked around. "This is bad." she concluded.

Candice, poised to kill, was shaking badly. What about the last time she killed a person? She thought and shivered. Even that didn't spare her any dreamless night. Still, she waited silently in her tree for any attackers or any people she needs to help.

Jasper ran into the battle, sword already in hand. "Gen!" he yelled to his fallen friend ontop of Zeus' fist. He wanted to get to her, save her atleast, but he was too far away. Angry, he slashed all his might in all the monsters that charged him. 'Hope I'm not too late.' he wished

Hale Drem

As I stalk along the forest, waiting by the boundary lines, my shoulder feels like it is going to fall off. But, after eating some ambrosia, I feel 100 times better than before. Looking for my friends, I don't seem to see any of them. They had to be alive I wasn't going to lose any of them now. I could make out Carmen's outline, at least she was alive. But what about the others? Quickly shooting a hell hound before it got too close, I could only wonder.

Hurst Dellimont

"Carmen!" I shout, lazily swinging my sword as I pass some practically harmless monsters, more focused one my girlfriend. I'd never hugged her before but this seemed like the right time. Throwing my arms around her neck I whisper, "I was afraid I would never see you again." My leg hurt from a member of my cabin hitting it with their sword, and I was greatly bruised. I probably looked horrible, with the blood still pouring out of my leg, but I didn't care. If only Chase was here, I would be with all of friends. Then it would be okay if I died.

Allison Cliff

Being new to camp, I was never trained with my new sword, but it seemed like a good time to test it out. My thighs were sore, and it made lifting my sword above my head. Swinging it down, I was amazed with the results. The oncoming cyclopes vanished into mist. "No way!" Feeling a rush of adrenaline, and feeling eager to try out my new found talent, I swing again. This time it hits a demigod. Scared out of my wits, I run back, only to see demigods on my side cheering. I had killed an enemy demigod, but hadn't I also killed a person? What if he had been my brother. I would surely die soon, if I was scared of killing those who were after me.

--The demigods I have in battle: All of mine, some just weren't roleplayed here.--

Alex Dashwood

Following Hale, I run into the Battlefield, Adrenaline in one hand, shield in the other. "Sorry I'm late!" I yell to Hale over the noise. I felt something come up behind me. Without even looking, I just jab my sword back and the whatchamacallit disappears. Smirking, I look down at Hale. I was taller than him, but I was taller than most. "Any battle plans?" I ask quickly. I raise my shield in a defensive position. If a monster was to attack, my shield would protrct Hale and me.

Ollie Thomas

I burst into the Battlefield, a strong look of determination on my face. Last battle, I protected myself. This battle, I plan to protect others, possibly hurting myself in the process. I run at a hellhound and try to stab it in the eye. But a huge paw swipes me away, and I tumble about 6 yards away. I run towaards the monster again and this time I try to stab it into the eye. I was sucessful. My sucess was short lived, though. I had a rough time with a harpie, it leaving small cuts and bruises in my wrist area.

Kaitlin Cox

I was one of the first in the battle. So far, I killed two hellhounds, three harpies, and five empousi. Wait- make that six. Yellow powder covering my upper arms, I quickly shake some of it off, and climb up a tall, thick tree to rest. Breathing a little bit heavily, I watch the battle play out. Then I got an idea. I mutter a curse, and my sword becomes poisoned tipped and electric. I aim it at a hellhound’s head, and throw it. It sinks into it’s skull, and it disintegrates. I jump down from the tree to retrieve my sword.

"Hale!" I yell, swiftly turning around. I run to him, and lean over him. "Hale, you okay? What's wrong?" He was under all of this armor, so wounds like broken bones weren't as obvious. Still, my senses felt like something was seriously wrong with him.
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I look a bit to my right, and I see a kid on the ground with a bad leg. (Hurst) I had the same injury last battle, so I knew what to do with it. But a dracaenae saw me at the same time. Deciding what to do, I brace myself for the monster's impact. I charge forward and ram my dagger into the dracaenae's eye. It disintegrates, and I run over to the boy. There was a girl with him, but that didn't matter. I kneel in front of him, and look him in the eye. "I can help you. Do you want help?"

Alex Dashwood

No monsters were nearing us, which was good. I stayed by Hale while he was 'talking' to our dad. Though it took all of my strength to not laugh, I hold him, praying he will come back to life. I actually start crying. Yes, crying. Hale was the best friend I had here. Was I really going to lose him?
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Ollie Thomas

"I'm Ollie," I tell him, looking at his leg. I reach into a crack in my armor and pull out a small roll of gauze. I unwrap it, then wrap it again around Angelo's leg. The gauze immediately was tinged a bit red, but it didn't soak all of the way through. I look at Angelo's face. "You're gonna have to not put pressure on it. So you might have to go to the infirmary."