A Hero Was Born: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Who knew having only seven people as an army could make you stronger. Posiedon himself began to lay down the net strategy: an attack on Athena's forces. Everyone looked at him in shock. Surely, even at night, they wouldn't be able to sneek through the go of war's defense line, right? Posiedon stacked his papers and said gently

"Nico's first transmission came in," suddenly everyone seemed interested. "And we have reaced our stopping point. The Son of Zeus is at our mercy, and we have Zeus injured. The civil war is nearing an end.

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As far as they could yell, Mr. D and Nico, blood running from his attack on Zeus, ran towards their enemies. Nico spotted Wake being helped to the nearest safety point by two kids. He couldn't let that happen. He kicked the two boys out of the way, and Wake lande on the ground, groaning. Nico, just finished with injuring Zeus, looked down at the boy of his victim. Wake's face was deathly pale, and most of his body had gon nub. Nevertheless, a job had to be done. He plunged his knife toward Wake's heat. And then something stopped him. Suddenly, two demigods, a boy and two girls, came to the rescue,

"Lay your hands off our friend!" they yelled in unison. They sent Nico tumbling to the ground as they carried the lifeless body of Wake into the woods.

"Good luck, Son of Zeus!" the kid yelled as Wake disappeared with his saviors: Phillip, Malisa, and the girl he'd rescued from before.