Bandages and Salt (PJO X BSD AU)

Chapter forty-three

Tearing my eyes away from the older teen, I glanced around the field and took in the information that I could gleam from it.

"No," I decided, taking a hint of pleasure from the confused look on the other mafioso's face. I pointed at the clump of lights that had gotten much to close for comfort. "Look."

The shorter teen followed my gaze and saw the field as I did, watched their body language as Kronos's honor guard sent unseat looks between one another, unsurarity apparent in their every move.

"They don't know what to make of the new guys either," the slug realized, a small smirk forming on his face. "Which means-"

"That they're ours," I finished.

Thalia was looking at us like we had finally lost it and she was mildly surprised that we hadn't before. But we knew that we were just as sane as we had always been.

Only a moment later something close to a hundred monsters cried out in pain and surprise from our left as they were overrun by fast moving creatures. The horn blared a final time and an entire calvary showed up before us. Volleys of arrows rained down faster than any mortal could have ever hoped to shoot them. It was an army of mythological creatures that I hadn't seen since I was thirteen, but was pleased to see nonetheless.

"Welcome the first round of reinforcements," I said to no one in particular, though that didn't stop me from having multiple pairs of eyes glaring at me in a way that said that they didn't find my boasting as entertaining as I did at the moment.

The self proclaimed, Party Ponies, ran rampant through the streets of Manhattan, hundreds of centaurs dressed in an outlandish array of colors filled the entire block. They ran at the enemy forces, tearing across them and running over the smaller monsters while shooting down the stronger ones. I knew that this wasn't a fix, but it bought us some time as dawn drew closer.

Thalia and Chase understood the situation just as I did as when I went to wave them down to help with corralling the demigods towards the Empire State Building, they were already doing just that. The Party Ponies enthusiastic and overzealous screams tore through the air louder and more obnoxious than any demigod, other than maybe the Hermes cabin on a good day, could hope to be, so it was a slight surprise when the other demigods actually heard us screaming for them to fall back.

"We're drawing back?" Chuuya asked as he ran at my side to the building.

I nodded. "Only partially," I confirmed.

We haven't given up access to Olympus, not just yet.

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Chuuya POV

With the time given to us by the centaur invasion, Dazai, Chase, and Thalia were able to work together to set up a two block perimeter as the sun rose, keeping the enemy forces at bay. A temporary command tent was also made, which was where Chiron gave us the numbers on just how many centaurs he had brought with him. The answer was roughly close to five hundred, the largest amount of reinforcements that I had ever seen in my life, but from Dazai's calculated expression, I knew that it wasn't close to being enough.

"That was more fun than the last convention in Vegas!" One of the centaurs exclaimed once things had calmed down and the titan's forces had retreated for the time being.

"Yeah!" Another one shot back excitedly, neither caring to keep their voices down. "We totally wasted them."

I watched with a look of interest as Chiron tried to corral his relatives before ultimately all but giving up and sending them away to a diner within the perimeter that apparently had root beer, something which the other centaurs were very excited about. Seeing them like this made me never want to give any of them even a sip of actual beer.