The words echoed ominously throughout the forest. The once blue sky started to gain dark and angry clouds. The sky began to grumble as the sky darkened. Thunder trembled the sky as the wind started to walk. The once saviour stared at the heavens blankly and his wounds stoped sobbing blood. The trees branches started to rustle with the winds bitter cold air, limbs began to crack as the sky roared in outrage and light cracked through the sky.

The cheers of victory from the crowd cut of as the sound of angry baying of the hounds were heard and growels that shook the earth- as the sky agreed and helped the hounds make them tremble. The demigods had smiles on their faces, the arrogant lot, and got into position to attack the army of hellhounds. The growls and baying suddenly cut off and their ears raised as they listened to something on the wind.

THE WIND WISPERED:

We the three sisters of fate,
have heard his words and deem them so,
With all your words of hate,
Shall find what has been sown

The baying of the hounds
Will keep you bound
To the land that is not known

Then you all shall find the first token
Of what was broken

In the bones of the olden gods
The skeleton, twins of thieves,
Shalt not fear
That the old enemies near

That should heaven and hell work together
You'll have to be cleaver
The END is what your enemy endevours

AUTHOR'S NOTE: all of the plot line is mine but the percy jackson characters belong to their rightfull owner. Any helpfull suggestions are appreciated.