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located in New York, a part of The Last Heroes, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Jason Brooks Character Portrait: Laura Audrey Character Portrait: Kim Song Character Portrait: Michelle Ray-Ann Miller Character Portrait: Theseus Nox Character Portrait: Cyrus Goldsmith Character Portrait: Corin Barthram Lutz
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Jordan & Jason

Jordan looks down at his brother, then over to where he had seen the girl. Bending over, he sucked in a breath as his back moved, then pulled his brother onto his shoulders, off his back though it strained it.

As Jordan stumbled over bodies towards the girl, he looked up to see others and smiled. He listened to Cyrus making fun of Theseus and felt slightly better that they were at least bringing something normal to their ruined lives. "Good, we aren't alone," Jordan manages as he gently lays his brother on a patch of grass that wasn't too bloodied.

"At least some of you guys survived," Jordan heard Laura, daughter of Hephaestus, say out loud, "But first off, we need to get everyone patched up. Who's up after Michelle?" Jordan pointed at Jason.

"Jason, definitely Jason. When he's patched up, he can get everyone healed faster. Theseus, got any nectar?" Jordan asks as he walks towards Michelle, kneeling beside her as he took up the alcohol and bandages. "And he's so much better at all this stuff than me," Jordan says as he sets them down.

He had nothing. He had been one of the people defending the medical tent for the few two, three hours it was standing. Jason had been inside helping people. Jordan didn't even have his bow, any arrows, or anything that could help him.

"I can do it," Jordan says as he groans, sitting down, then looks at Michelle. "This is gonna hurt like Ha... like hell," Jordan says. He almost said Hades, what they sometimes called the underworld.

Jordan grits his own teeth as he pours the alcohol onto her leg. He then begins to wrap it with the bandage the way Jason would have. Ambrosia would help with pain and speed up the healing, but it would still take time.

"Gods, what do we do now? We don't... we don't have anyth-," Jordan begins before his vision turns green around the edges and a series of images flashes across his vision. Them running, then a fiery explosion, and a figure, smiling over all the destruction. He knew who it was, and he hated nobody more.

His vision came back to normal and he saw the world almost differently as he realized what was happening. "Everyone, into the forest," He yelled as he scooped up Michelle knowing someone would grab Jason who was closer to Cyrus than anyone else.

"Someone's coming," He yells as he races towards the ruined woods, hiding behind a fallen tree trunk. As the others followed suit, the last of them ducked down just as the place where they had been exploded in flame.

Through the ash, Jordan saw what he had just seen. There stood Kronos, the titan of time. Beside him, Hyperion stood. On the other side, Oceanus, the one who was responsible for the massacre on the beach. They laughed with each other, savoring the destruction.

"Where's the Jackson boy?" Oceanus asked as he looked in the wreckage. The titans looked with him a moment more before frowning. "The Miller girl isn't here either..." Hyperion whispered loudly, angry and letting of a puff of smoke.

Kronos shook his head, his fists clenching then relaxing. "More importantly, where is Nox?" Kronos yelled, hurting Jordan's ears as it echoed louder than the other titans' anger. The group in the woods stayed silent as the titans viewed the area around them.

"Find those demigods, and kill anyone who gets in your way," Kronos declares, then disappears. The other titans look at each other, then follow suit.

"What do we do? Should we look for stuff we can scrounge? If we can get to Manhattan, Jason and I know someone that can help us... He's a demigod," Jordan offers, sitting back, careful for his back, a pit in his stomach. The titans were looking for the children of the big three... Why were the looking for the children of the big three? Each was focused on their own kid. Each seemed like they wanted to kill them.

Jordan, unsure who else to look to, looked at Theseus. "What do we do?" He asked Theseus, looking to the guy that was reasonably, their best bet on a leader.