Ancient Reicarnation: The First Daughter

XXV

(This chapter will be in different POVs)

(Percy POV)

Percy stumbled outside, confused with what happened. He forgot about his confusion as soon as they got outside.

In the distance, and army of Cyclopses, karpoi, and a bunch of other monsters were led by Khione. Apparently her main target was here.

"I have sent the other part of my army to New Rome," she shouted, sending chills up Percy's spine. "They, like you, will perish!"

"I don't think so lady!" Leo yelled back. Percy snickered and smirked.

Percy saw her scowl in the distance. "Even if you defeat my army, you have no one to finish me. Your key is gone!" Percy's smirk faltered. Pandora was the only one who could defeat Khione. Where is she?

"Coma," Annabeth whispered, reading his mind. He swallowed and nodded.

"Greeks!" he shouted. "Let's, uh, kill some monsters!" The camp let out a barbaric roar and charged towards the monstrous army. He really need to work on that line.

(Will POV)

Will looked outside to all the chaos. Take your time, Leo had said. At this point of time, Leo could be dead, but by the looks of those flaming columns and karpoi set on fire, he seemed fine.

He looked down at Pandora. She looked so peaceful sleeping there. Maybe she was better off like that. Maybe they were all better off with her like that.

Then again, if he didn't kiss her, Western Civilization will be wiped out for ever, and this place would be a cold, dark, snowy place.

He set his mind on Pandora's confession. He held her heart. He never expected that. No one likes a simple medic person. Not even the daughter of the gods. That still fascinated him.

He loved her back anyways, so what was the risk? He slowly leaned over and planted his lips on hers.

(Reyna POV)

"Our mistress is leading an attack on Camp Half-Blood!" Marcus yelled from the distance. He had joined his army of Cyclopses, karpoi, dracaenae, and many others. "Surrender now so we won't suffer casualties."

"Over my dead body!" Reyna spat. Arthur stood next to her with a Imperial gold sword he borrowed from the weaponry. Being a mortal, he would be very helpful in some ways, and useless in others. The betrayal of Marcus set her blood on fire. Thankfully, or so it seemed, Aphrodite had been safely rescued, for Two, Three, and Four saw the errors of their ways and came back to New Rome except all of Marcus's "friends."

Several dracaenae hissed. "Well then," he stated. "So be it praetor." The armies charged at each other. Demigods took down one monster after another, but there were too many of them. Reyna really needed to stop thinking about that expression.

While stabbing at some karpoi, she felt a pair of arms grab her from behind and hold her in a headlock.

"Hello Reyna," Marcus cooed, placing a hand on her cheek. She recoiled from his touch. "My my, maybe if you had joined us, I would've spared your pretty face. It would look better if you were dead now, beautiful." She would've thrown up on him at those words, but with someone holding her at her neck, it was kind of hard to. He cut her cheek with his pilum on the same spot Bryce had cut her with his.

But if someone didn't intervene at this point, Reyna would pass out from lack of oxygen.

"Reyna!" a voice cried. She felt someone kick at the person holding her. He collapsed. Reyna gasped for breath, leaving her vulnerable to Marcus, who was now raising his sword. It would caught her right in the neck if Arthur hadn't countered it with his own. "Don't," he growled, punching Marcus in the nose. "You dare. Lay a sword. On. My. Girl." Arthur knocked Marcus out. He was out cold, but not dead.

Arthur looked over at Reyna to check on her. "I'm not necessarily your girl yet," she teased.

"You are if you agree to be my girlfriend," he replied, planting a quick kiss on her lips before they both returned to battle.

(Nico POV)

Things were hopeless without Pandora.

First off, Khione had wrapped all her "troops" in a thin, flexible piece of ice which is surprisingly strong. Each enemy took about five minutes or more to beat, whereas Nico would normally take two minutes or less.

Yup, that was life on the battlefield so far.

Campers quickly realized that it would be easier if they teamed up together. Couples fought together, as well as family and friends.

Nico was left with Athalia.

He didn't mind at all.

Athalia was doing amazing. They had fought off two Cyclopses, more than a dozen karpoi, and several dracaenae that for some reason had some grudge in him. Probably from the last war.

"Nico look out!" Athalia screamed as a dracaena slashed at his chest. He fell over, his chest feeling wet, warm, and cold all at the same time. Through his blurry vision, he could barely see Athalia kill the dracaena and drag him back to the Big House. "Oh my gods." She managed to get his jacket and his shirt off. His chest had some nasty cuts. "W-Where's Will?"

"I think," Will said from behind her, "I have someone better."

Nico was confused. Someone better? Some pretty good healers were Will and Percy, but who else is there?

"Hey guys," a warm, familiar voice said. Nico would've guessed it was anyone else, but the unsuspecting accent gave it away.

"P-Pandora?" Nico croaked.

She came out of the other room, looking better than she ever did, like she was never asleep. She looked at his chest. "Oh my gods," she whispered, walking over to him.

"Wait, what-"

"Shush."

She did something Nico had never seen before. Her hand turned into dark, rich dirt, and she dragged it over his cuts. They immediately closed up, and Nico instantly felt better.

"How..."

"It's something to do with he first man and woman being made from the earth," she explained quickly. "We have to go get out there. Besides, I have a goddess to defeat."

(Annabeth POV)

She and Percy were cut up, beat up, and tired from taking on so many monsters together. The ice encasement made life difficult.

"If Pandora were here," Percy said, "this would be a whole lot easier." Annabeth nodded.

An arrow flew over their heads, hitting the dracaena in front of them. It fell instantly. Annabeth looked behind them and saw Pandora standing on the porch of the Big House was none other than Pandora. She saw Annabeth looking and smiled.

"Khione," she shouted. All fighting stopped, and they all looked at her. "The key is back. Why don't we finish this, tú y yo."

The atmosphere became colder as clouds began to develop around the camp. To Annabeth, it looked as if a blizzard was about to start, and she was right.

"So be it," Khione hissed.