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June of Doom Day 7: "What Happened?"

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Summary: What if the golden fleece hadn't been delivered at camp in time? What if they had been too late to save their friends?

  The Party Ponies had been riding for a while now. Percy wished he could sleep or maybe relax some. Hopefully Clarisse had made it to Camp Half-blood and gotten the golden fleece to Thalia's pine tree. Camps magical border kept the campers alive.

    It was starting to get late. The sky was becoming beautiful reds and oranges. Fluffy clouds complimented the colors and the weather was surprising nice. Yet it felt too beautiful.

    When they arrived, Clarisse sat at the edge of camp. She was on her knees, the golden fleece laying on a down pine tree. There was a strong sent of smoke and a faint glow going from the treeline. The world was quiet except for her soft crying.

    "What happened?" Annabeth asked Clarisse as she got off of one of the party ponies.

    "What happened?" Clarisse stood. "What happened?! We were too late, that's what happened! Camp is gone!"

    Getting off of Chiron's back, with his help, Percy walked over to them. Grover joined him. "What do you mean 'camp is gone?'"

    "There's bodies everywhere. The monsters got here first." The girl walked over to the pine tree.

    Tyson found his footing and got off of his Party Pony. He joined everyone else. Looking at everyone, the cyclops had a puzzled look on his face. "What's wrong?"

    "Thalia failed to protect us." Shifting her weight from one leg to the other, Clarisse looked around. Her eyes landed back on the pine tree on the ground.

    That's when they realized it was Thalia's tree the fleece rested on. Annabeth had tears in her stormy eyes. Grover grabbed her and hugged her, crying. It was just them now. There was no tree to go to and there was no older brother to talk to. Luke had caused all of this.

    "We have to do something. There might be some campers still alive." Percy spoke. "We have to try!" He started to walk towards camp.

    Chiron stopped him. "I will investigate."

    "I already tried." With the little light it was hard to see the blood on Clarisse already dark clothes. "There are still monsters in camp. I can tell there are some campers alive, but we can't get to them; not without help anyway. I couldn't find any cabin leaders." She sat back down on the tree. If Clarisse was thinking about battle safely, it was bad.

    "So what I'm hearing is we have to help them! No one else can. The Party Ponies can help, right? Come on guys!" Percy walked towards the Centaurs.

    Chiron walked over to Annabeth to console her. Camp had been her home for so long. Grover kept her in a tight hug. While Percy walked over to the Party Ponies, Clarisse stood once more. She looked towards camp. "If you haven't noticed, the arts and craft cabin is on fire."

    While continuing to walk, Percy spoke. "I was gonna ask at some point which cabin it was."

    As Percy talked to the Centaurs, Clarisse picked up her sword. Annabeth tried to stop crying. The girl knew that she needed to help her family, everything else could come later.

    "It's okay Grover." Annabeth tried to reassure her friend. "Or at least it will be."

    "The Party Ponies say they'll help, we just have to throw them a party later." Percy kind of laughed.

    "What kind of party?" Tyson had an innocent look on his face. He may be a big guy, he was still young.

    "One we can't attend buddy." Percy informed his brother.

    "Why not?"

    "It's an adult kind of party."

    "Okay." Tyson seemed satisfied with that answer.

    "Clarisse, did you see Mr. D anywhere?" Walking to the border, Annabeth grabbed her dagger.

    "Nope."

    "Unfortunately, Dionysus is not prohibited to help the campers with a monster attack such as this one. It's classified as 'mortal affairs'. He would not even be allowed to help Caster and Pollux. In this case, it may have been best for him to leave the premises so as to not attract any more monsters." Chiron looked saddened as he spoke.

    "Oh. That's sad." Tyson grabbed Percy and kept him close.

    "We are Camp Half-Blood's last hope." Clarisse had a way of starting to talk like a military sergeant in movies when she was about to talk about battle. "We'll have to stay in groups of at least two. Watch for injured campers and if you find one, try to keep them alive. We should try to find Apollo kids, we'll need them."

    Drying his tears, Grover spoke up. "Do you think anyone is alive?"

    "We must have hope." Chiron walked over to his cousins and talked to them about the risk of engaging in the battle in camp. They all seemed to understand perfectly. The half-bloods assumed it was the fight to save children's lives that made them be so quick to join; that or the promise of a party thrown by Dionysus.

    The half-bloods gathered closer to the border and talked. "Where did you pick them up." Clarisse asked, nodding her head in the direction of the Party Ponies.

    "We did not pick them up." Tyson said.

    "They picked us up. They rescued us from Luke. It was kind of impressive." Slightly smiling, Percy told her about what had happened on the Princess Andromeda.

    "Luke got taken out by a carton move, twice." Grover laughed. "If it hadn't been life or death, it could have been funny."

    "It sounds like it."

    Tyson chucked as of thinking of the memory almost fondly.

    "We are ready." Chiron walked over to his campers.

    "Alright, let's do this." Percy drew Riptide as they crossed into Camp Half-Blood.