A Hero Was Born: Chapter Twenty-Five

Wake did not know what overwhelmed him before. First of all, he never had been comfortable around girls, let alone notice them. Then why did he help this one out? Second of all, how the hack had he stopped time itself? Was he really as powerful as the camp director claimed? Well, these thoughts were put into the back of his head when he woke-up, only to be surrounded by some kids. He drew out his knife, but nothing was in his pockets He had been stiffed! Sudden horro fillied his eyes when the kids began chatting the word death in Latin, only to be proved when the leader of the group came with Wake's knife. Wake clenched his fists, hoping he wouldn't have to fight anymore. But the kid just tossed him his knife. Wake was so stratled by the toss that he nearly tripped, ut realized the kids were all looking at his head. Again, a lightning symbol shown above him: hs father was alarming them of Wake's "powers". The kids they began to bow.

"Welcome, Son of Zeus," the leader said. "Or should I say, the savior of the prophecy.

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The war camp of Camp Half-Blood was completely demolished. Smoke arose from the burning cabins. The campers had been forced to flee. . . and some died doing it. The attack was the most devestating in history. With just one jar of Greek fire, the entire camp was destoyed. And most of the campers didn't make it out. It was a depressing thought to Malisa, who herself was asleep until the morning. She, Phillip, and the camp director of Camp Half-Blood stayed together, hoping to make it somewhere. Whatever they were thinking was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. An army. She suddenly felt a hand, and tunred around to see Phillip, who was motioning her to the left side of the woods. They saw a horrous sight. Dozens of demi-gods were being forced to march to some prison camp. A few of them collapsed and were dragged by their feets. Two died. They did not bear to witness such an event taking place, but there was no way to stop it. They were defenseless and outnumbered. Surely even Phillip did not have the strength to take down all of the soldiers. And suddenly Athena appeared, bringing-up the rear of the march. While they marched away, they saw a girl with blonde hair look back, and look of terror in hir eyes. Her hands were in chains The prisoners marched until Malisa couldn't see them anymore. This was going to be a lonely day in the woods.