THIRD BATTLE - The Intensity Resumes

~ WOOT. DRUM ROLL PLEASE.... *drum roll* BECAUSE IT'S TIME. FOR...

Apollo

From up in the heavens on Mt. Olympus, I hear my son calling me. In my head I see what is happening to him down on the Battlefield at the camp of his. I raise my eyebrows from my throne. "Oh, wow, my son's dying... that's not good, right?" I ask the other Olympians. Without waiting for an answer I walk out of my thrown, being sure to grab my harp and poetry pad, and shrink down to mortal size in the process. I saunter outside of the throne room, and sit down under a desolate tree, thinking up of an epic poem to help my son, Hale. Poor kid, I'm proud of him for being brave, especially since he's a Cabin Leader.

I think to myself, and reach my hand out nowhere in particular, and a bright, shining pen appears in my hand. I look at it, impressed, but I had no time to ponder over my achievements. I quickly wrote down:

Fates, dear Fates, let there be no more strife
And bring my son Hale, back to life
He's done no harm, harm at all
Do not be the ones to let him fall
Hale, my son, you will live
From now until forever though, you must always give
Gifts to those who need it
And you can bet that I will see to it
Now this is done,
I have to get back to my sun

I sang it in my melodious and awesome voice, playing my harp delicately, as I felt the music transfer into a power much greater than that, a power that passed through to the Fates, and then to my son, Hale. Satisfied, I waltzed back into the throne room, and took my seat once more. "The boy better not ask too many favors, or I'll fry him. This was one time, and one time only." I chuckled lightly, and in my head I saw everything was alright, or at least for the most part, over at the camp. I was not allowed to interfere more than this, and I was sure to get a beating from Zeus about it.

I smile. Hale was back. I give him a quick hug. "Nice for you to join us, Hale," I tell him jokingly. "Guess your 'stay alive' plan didn't work, huh?" I smirk.

~Nico, you wanna make an infirmiry topic with Angelo & Ollie?

Hurst Dellimont

My muscles did something like a spasm, and my sword was at the ready instantly. I was horrible at fighting, but I would do anything for those I cared about, even if it meant me injuring myself, probably meaning my death. No one I loved was going to die.

Lifting my sword above my head as I had seen others do, I wham it against the cyclops's leathery thighs. The beast was so tall, I knew I would be able to take it, but at the swing of my sword, it shrieked in pain, dropping Carmen.

I scramble around, ready to catch her, and I manage to, somehow. Setting her down clumsily I know this is my end. How could I defeat this monster on my own? Turning to Carmen I take one big deep breath. "Carmen, I--"

Chase Kale

Charging through the open space and right into Hurst, still riding Eclipse, I manage to knock Hurst off of his feet. "Hey! Missed you guys!" I yell, hopping off of my new "dog" and down a somersault the moment I land. I have to admit, I'm a show-off.

Feeling cocky after taming a hell hound and destroying a cyclops, I swing my sword ever so slightly to the left to the cyclops's ear, cutting off a strand of it's smell, greasy, hideously ugly hair. Knowing an angry stampede is coming next, I try to scramble out of the way, pushing Eclipse in the opposite direction of danger.

So this was my end. It was peaceful enough, surrounded by everyone I cared about except Baylee. Well, Baylee wouldn't care to see me right now, nor would she ever. She was so in love with Jake, I didn't really care to live now.

"Carmen, love you sis. Hurst, watch after Eclipse!" I turn towards the cyclops as it charges after me. "Die ugly!" I shout as loud as I can, smashing my sword into it's chest just as it hits me, as it hits me square in the head.

It was a slow and painful death, but I tried to ignore the pain, and to think happy thoughts. Death! Hooray! Or something along those lines. But really, I had killed the cyclops, managed to bust it up good! Letting the color drain out of my face and waiting for the moment where the Fates would decide right, I lye on the battlefield, so many deaths around me. But, I didn't care. "I hope I made you proud, Dad. Whatever I did, I did it for you." Finally my eyes shut and I am gone.

--Alex, sure. Sounds good. You want to make the topic?--

~Alrighty!

Malcolm Reed was calm in the thick of battle, using his shotgun in tandem with his short sword. As always, his bronze shield was strapped to his left arm. Whenever the shotgun exhausted it's 8-round magazine, Malcolm dropped it at his feet, took out any nearby monsters with his sword, and then reloaded once he saw it was safe. He kept repeating the process methodically, almost mechanically, and didn't let out a single battle cry.

In contrast to Malcolm's controlled demeanor, Sam was furious and unrestrained. Yelling and whooping, he cut through the ranks of monsters with his assault rifle, slicing down anything that managed to close the gap with his sword. He fought with an intensity that would tire out the average demigod very soon, but it was an intensity he could maintain.

"This has been my first battle in some time." I think to myself. "I could be getting a little rusty". Before I can continue that thought, a hellhound charges up to me. I draw my bow, take aim and fire, all before he can take another three steps. The arrow peirces his forhead, and flies away in a shower of dust. "Look's like I've still got it."
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I begin some preparations for spells I might use in the battle. "Ω θεά Εκάτη, δώσε μου τη δύναμη να χτυπήσει τους εχθρούς μου!" I shout to the heavens. A Keres, a death demon, sprang up to attack me. On instinct a cry left my lips. "Φωτιά μπουλόνι!" A spark of fire leaves my finger tips, and soon grows itno a full fire ball. It strikes the Keres in the chest hurtling it back. It slams into a tree and explodes into yellow dust.

Jasper could only nod as he finally killed a hellhound. He looked at her straight in the eye. "We need to save her!" he yelled over the noise of the battle. He pointed at Zeus' fist, where a girl laid. Obviously, it was useless, but Jasper being his loyal self couldn't let her die.

Zin grabbed the nearest thing to block off another hit. Luckily, it was another sword from a fallen demigod. "Uh, now is a good time for some back up!" she yelled, and the Minotaur grinned. Defeat wasn't an option, but her energy was fading fast.

MJ limped to the infirmary. Hacking her way there, she helped everyone she could. "Anyone need more help?" she asked.

"It-it's dark." she coughed. The demigod couldn't atleast grant her of a more painless death. Instead, he took the pleasure of making it worst. She weakly tried to fight more, but the blood she's loosing is too much to handle.

Darren "JJ" Tempest

After crushing a hellhound, with my golden apple that had transformed into a sledgehammer, I hear a huge roar. A cyclops about three times my size spotted me. Oh gods. I turn to face the monster, looking it in it's big blue eye. "Suck it." I mutter as I charge. The cyclops charges me, too, which I wasn't expecting. Bracing myself for impact, my apple turns into a shield with a spear poking out in the middle. The cyclops stops and picks me up. Soon, I was 18 feet off of the ground. I close my eyes and pray to the gods.

No such luck.

The cyclops looks me over for a second. Finding no intrest in me, he lets me go. I guess it was my time. It seems that the fall was in slow motion. I swear, I could feel my heart stop when I fell. As I feel myself dying, I smile softly. No more being made fun of. No more ridicule. Then everything faded out, and I went limp.

I was dead.

I got distracted by all the things happening around me at once. I see fellow half-bloods dieing, getting injured and fighting on. I hear growling all around me. I got surrounded by about 4 hell hounds while I zoned out. "You stupid idiot." I mutter to myself. I draw my bow, knock an arrow and take aim at the first hellhound. They all pounce, and time goes by in slow motion. I let the arrow fly, and it kills one hellhound. I beat a second back with my bow, and stab another with an arrow in my hand. I throw my bow down, and rip my switch-blade from my boot. I hurl it at the fourth hellhound. I think I'm done and go to pick up my bow, until I remeber the hellhound I only beat back. It jumps at me knocking me to the ground. It begins to cut through my breastplate, and would have killed me if I didn't stab it with the arrow I still had in my left hand. I was losing blood though, and I only have time to make a quick prayer to my father before I pass out.
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A few more hellhounds come up, but are easily dispatched by my magic. I can't keep up this pace for long though, magic drains me too much. Soon I will barely be able to cast. This forces me to resorts to my least favourite method for fighting. With my spear. " φωτιά μαγεύουν." I mutter to myself, and the spear I carry with me is suddenly glowing red. A hellhound comes at me and I thrust forward killing it. The monster exploded in a ball of fire thanks to the enchantment

OOC:Is ther person you dragged Noah?if not,then ignore this)

I felt myself being dragged.I sensed the woods.I knew this place.My favorite place in the world.The person didn't seem hostile.

The effects seemed to have worn off.I took off my cloak and looked at the dude insulting me.He had spiky orange hair.About my size.A bit taller.He had a cloak like mine."Kyle!" I said with a voice of utter shock.

Jasper hacked with all he had. Sprinting and dodging all incoming attacks, he finally made it to Zeus' fist. "Hold on!" he thought and threw his only sword to the enemy demigod. Luckily, it his him square in the chest. Unluckily, he just threw away his only offence and defence. And at the same moment, an emposi attacked from behind, slashing every exposed flesh he got. "Ahh!" he groaned, trying to Throw her off.

She felt very heavy. Like the world was pressing on her, choking and closing in. "Must..save...Zin.." she muttered and coughed some more. All she needed now was a chance to talk to her. Or even tell the others to save Zin. She knew she was going to die. But she just need more time to pass the message.

Fear forgotten, Candice hacked through the army. She avoided the demigods but proceede to kill the monsters. In her war form, she looks more of an Ares rather than of Demeter.

Zin commanded for wind. Minotaur long gone, she was now killing everything. No matter how weak she bacame, she still summoned everything to help. 'Hope your alright Gen' she thought. Sweat stung her eyes and her knee buckled, but she still kept on fighting. A cyclops, being heavier than the rest charged her, knocking her toa tree. She felt the air in her lungs disappear. Spots dancing in her sight, she managed to stand on
her feet. Praying to her father, she summoned the trees to grow around the cyclops. It gave a muffled cry as the trees cover it's nose and with a poof it disapeared. Zin smiled weakly and cried out. She felt her side and wrinkled her nose. 'Yep. Broken ribs and internal injuries.' she said and crawled behind a bush to pass out.