The Godslingers 3: Chapter 41

Josh's P.O.V

When I got to camp, I was shocked. All the rest of my friends are shocked too, because the camp that is supposed to be camp half blood isn't there. The camp we had known is scarred and destroyed, and the camp isn't there.

Then, a figure appeared behind us. "Hello, demigods."

I looked back. It's Zeus, and he almost faded completely.

"Zeus?" Andrew said with concern. "What happened?"

"I.... I almost faded.... son..." Zeus groaned.

Hmm... what is wrong with this? Has the fates told us enough information about how to survive?

Oh, I forgot the fates are cruel. They would save us in turn to the destruction of Camp Half-blood, we should've known.

The Fates appeared once again.

Zeus and the rest of us kneeled.

"Hmm..." Clotho made a tsk tsk noise. "It appears we have a problem."

"Yeah," Lachesis agreed. "Looks like the camp is not here."

"But don't worry." Clotho said. "We'll give you a way."

Andrew spoke. "Then tell me, what is the way?"

Atropos looked at him. "You shall go to Mount Othyrs again and this time Poseidon had taken the sky."

Wow, who could argue with the Moirae's? If they said Poseidon is now under the sky, who could argue?

"Now, if you want your camp back, the child of the light should take the burden this time." Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos said at the same time.

Then they disappeared in the mist.

My jaw hardened. I can't take the curse. I just can't. It's one of my most hated curse.