The Avengers of the Earth Book 2: Prologue

START OF BOOK 2

NOVEMBER 2011

Narrative

The demigods have been fighting for two months now in the Pit War. The Saviors of the High Throne have been kidnapped by enemy forces. The Hunters of Apollo, The Huntresses of Artemis, and the Virgins of Vesta have been fighting at Mount Uthrys, killing demons constantly. Also, the world is a frenzy. Sunrise was 1.063455421541985784513265644545885943 seconds late on November 15th. Mortals have no idea. Perhaps Kronos may rise with the pit. Meanwhile, our ten heroes and the remaining Savior of the Throne, Oscar Wilkinson, are attempting to solve our problems.

Part I: The Saviors
Henry POV

"Mrrf wrrg drrd mteh!" said Atlanta as she struggled against her bonds. I was surprised they could hold me too. They dumped the six of us in a cell. They sliced our gags and hands. I ran to the bars and tried to rip them apart. "Don't bother." said one. "Sit down, Henry." said Jason. "Who are you?" asked Atlanta. They smmiled smugly. Hmm. They were a group of seven. And Oscar wasn't there. Maybe his brain could save us. "We are The Enforcers of the Crooked and Deep Throne." said one. "Gee, what imagiantion. We're the opposite! The Saviors of the High Throne." said Norm. "No-orm!" we said. "We already knew that. Lay off him." said one. "Thank you!" said Norm. We just stared hard. "Well, to be specific, I am Arthur Krone." said the first. "I'm Sam Portland." said the second, a girl. She seemed tomboy-ish. "I'm Barnes. Nathaniel Jackson Barnes!" growled the third. Big and buff, almost like me. A boy stepped forward next. "I am Asper Vancouver. No mortal parent." said one. Another boy. "Olton Walker. Son of Mnemosyne." says another. A girl after him. "Tammy Stank." says another girl. Finally, a last boy. "Neil Stromer." he said. And there you have it. The seven Enforcers of the Crooked and Deep Throne.

Part II: The Protectors of the Mountain
Elvis Ernest POV

I'm the leader of the Hunters of Apollo. We're his secret group, to get back at his sister, Artemis. Not all of us are random, though. Some of us are sons of Apollo. But I'm not one. No, I'm a son of Hyperion.

Anyways, we were killing demons at Mount Othrys. Hunters of Artemis, scowling at us everywhere. Roman peeps of Vesta. What's next? Already seen 4000 demons. Don't need more.

Part III: The Heroes
Oscar POV

The eleven of us stayed up all night developing a plan. After two days and nineteen demons, we had it. We knew where the main point of the war would be. Nico found my fellow Saviors. So me and three other guys would get my pals. The rest would go to the battlefield: Mount Othrys. In Greece. Not San Fran. Thus is the plan for the War of the Pit.