PJO IS NOT MINE!
Dragon POV
Me, Heartless, and all the gods stared at Wolf. He just told us the rebellion had left, and vow we have to track them down.
"I thought Mount Othrys was the home of the Titans. How can they live there without getting caught?" Dionysus asked. "The titans left after they took over Mount Olympus. They didn't like the black walls and the overlook of California." Heartless explained.
Wolf nodded his head in agreement. "Get some sleep. We leave tomorrow night." Wolf said. We all nodded and went to find a bed.
I walked into my old room which contained two beds. The room was old and musty, but I didn't care, it was better than Tartarus. Gently, I eased the covers over my many cuts and bruises, relaxing. Then the door opened, and Apollo stepped in, walking over to the other bed. He lay down, wincing, but otherwise made no noise.
"How did you two get caught?" He asked. I sighed. "Wolf kept muttering something about people no longer fearing him, see they used to shiver, tremble, or just run away at his appearance, but they were starting to get used to it. So Wolf wrote a note and left, saying he had a plan. The next day everyone woke up and found Wolf's letter telling us not to come after him. We heard he was captured and taken to Tartarus, and me and Heartless came after him while Annabeth, the leader, watched the rebellion. We figured, if Wolf gets caught, so do we. He's been our inmate for years, we were not about to lose him. So we got caught, and you know the rest." I said.
"Wow, you must really like Lone Wolf." He said. "We consider each other as family. One for all, and all for one." I laughed. I saw Apollo smile. "It's just so weird being outside after 5 years." He muttered disbelief filling his voice. "Just imagine how Wolf feels." I said "Being in there for 6 years of torture worse than the gods." Then we fell asleep.
For once in years, we finally had a chance in defeating the titans.