Leo

Leo's POV

Everyone stood around the hearth. The happy glow and feeling was completely gone and replaced by awe, terror, and the feeling that you had something similar to soured milk. Don't ask how I know.

"Campers, please!" Chiron had come, having heard the news, "We'll sort this all out in the morning. For now, an early curfew. You all need sleep," Though it was obvious, no one would close their eyes tonight.

Everyone began to disperse, muttering quietly.

I looked at my friends, and...laughed? Wait, what!?Suddenly I couldn't control this nervous fever.

"Leo," Calypso said, "Stop. This isn't funny,"

"I...k....kn....know!" I was choking now. Laughing is my way of dealing with pain. It's pretty much how I have been able to keep living. Finally, though, the laugh subsided and in its place stood the settling fear.

Nico stood, "I need to get ahold of Reyna and the others at Camp Jupiter," And just like that, his figure melted away into the shadows.

"Percy?" Annabeth, for the first time I had ever seen, was on the verge of breaking. Percy was just barely keeping it together for her. This...quest...or maybe some sick Olympian joke, would be the third war in their lives. War takes its toll on even the strongest.

Calypso was now staring off into the distant, cold, hearth. She was just literally freed from a prison and now there was war to deal with. I could barely stand to look at the expressions of despair that were plastered to every camper's face.

"I'll...get Festus..." The words come out of my mouth like I'd been eating something gross.