𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓! [pjo]

XXXIV; a battle won

━━━a battle won

.・゜゜・───・゜゜・

Percy Jackson's hot.

That's the simplest way Callahan could explain what was going in her head. She was slashing through some monsters, having a grand old time, when she watched him charge forward on Mrs.O'Leary's back, legion's eagle held high above his head. She watched him call lightning forward, and she watched the hundreds of Romans cheer for him as he destroyed thousands of monsters.

As she said, Percy Jackson's hot.

The battle had been going well since they got there with their shiny gold reinforcements. Callahan was covered in an inch of monster dust herself when Percy made his way over to her.

"Frank, Hazel, Tyson," Percy said, "help the Fourth Cohort. I've got a giant to kill."

He raised Riptide, but before he could advance, horns blew in the northern hills. Another army appeared on the ridge—hundreds of warriors in black-and-gray camouflage, armed with spears and shields. Interspersed among their ranks were a dozen battle forklifts, their sharpened tines gleaming in the sunset and flaming bolts nocked in their crossbows.

"Amazons," Frank said. "Great."

Polybotes laughed. "You, see? Our reinforcements have arrived! Rome will fall today!"

The Amazons lowered their spears and charged down the hill. Their forklifts barreled into battle. The giant's army cheered—until the Amazons changed course and headed straight for the monsters' intact eastern flank.

"Amazons, forward!" On the largest forklift stood a girl who looked like an older version of Reyna, in black combat armor with a glittering gold belt around her waist.

"Queen Hylla!" said Hazel. "She survived!"

"Hell YEAH!" Callahan cheered. Percy laughed beside her.

The Amazon queen shouted: "To my sister's aid! Destroy the monsters!"

"Destroy!" Her troops' cry echoed through the valley.

Reyna wheeled her pegasus toward Percy. Her eyes gleamed. Her expression said: I could hug you right now.

She shouted, "Romans! Advance!" The battlefield descended into absolute chaos. Amazon and Roman lines swung toward the enemy like the Doors of Death themselves. But Percy had only one goal.

He pointed at the giant. "You. Me. To the finish."

He turned to go after Polybotes when Callahan grabbed his arm. She spun him around, grabbed his face, and kissed him hard.

She poured everything into it. Her fear, her anxiety, her hope, her need, her love.

    "You better come back to me, Seaweed or I'm gonna kill you." She whispered against his lips.

She pushed him away and he grinned at her before jogging off.

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For a moment, the battlefield was silent except for a few fires burning, and a few retreating monsters screaming in panic.

A ragged circle of Romans and Amazons stood around Percy. Tyson, Ella, and Mrs. O'Leary were there. Frank and Hazel were grinning at him with pride. Arion was nibbling contentedly on a golden shield. Callahan was nowhere to be found.

The Romans began to chant, "Percy! Percy!" They mobbed him. Before he knew it, they were raising him on a shield. The cry changed to, "Praetor! Praetor!"