This is my first story, so don't make me feel bad. I really thought this idea would make a good story, so I just decided to make a, YAY!
Disclaimer: I woke up this morning and realized: I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON :O You have no idea how shocked I was.
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Nico's POV
I studied my sword as I walked along the edge of the forest. Gods, I was bored. After all the excitement with battle against the Titans, things have been pretty boring, and in three days I'd be heading back to the Underworld. I wouldn't say I was excited, but I don't belong around this many people. It just isn't natural. I looked out at the Long Island sound… The empty, empty ocean… That's when I noticed a speck on the horizon. A boat? No, that's impossible. Even if it was, soon enough it would be stopped by the camps magical borders. I walked all the way around camp because I had nothing better to do and guess what? The boat was bigger. A lot bigger. It looked like one of those old pirate ships, like the ones from Pirates of the Carrabean. I kind of expected Johnney Depp and Orlando Bloom to jump out of the boat and swim away from while being chased by ghost pirates.
My eyes widened, it shouldn't be able to get that close! I turned around and frantically searched for the only guy I knew that could handle boats. I finally found him playing volley ball with Annabeth and some other campers I didn't care enough to get to know. "Percy, we've got a problem!" Just as I had his attention, Annabeth spiked the ball and won a point for her team. "Hey!" Percy yelled. "All's fair in love and war!" She said loftily. "Guy's, I really hate to interrupt your little flirt-fight, but we have a situation!" I yelled. The flirt-fight comment had the desired effect. Annabeth and Percy's faces both reddened while Percy said, "Er… Right, coming!"
I showed him the boat which wasn't that far away now. "Oh, snap." Percy said. "Yeah, I know. Do you think they're friendly?" I said. "Well," Percy replied, "If they made it this close to camp, there can't be any monsters." "So what do we do?" "We sail out there." He said simply as he walked toward a small row boat and untied it from the dock. "Well, okay, you have fun reasoning with the pirate people!" I started to walk away, but he hooked the collar of my jacket and said, "Oh no, you're coming with me." "What? But you're the water guy!" I argued. "And you're the guy who saw the ship. You're partly responsible." This peeved me off because he was right, and I hate it when I'm wrong. "Fine."
We made it to the boat because Percy just used the currents to push us there. "I'll go up first." He said, and he put his hand on the corner of the square hole in the side of the boat that cannons stick out of and pulled himself upward. Waiting for him to get out of my way, I decided to take a look inside the boat. I glanced around the dark space under the boat I saw a candle, which was the only source of light except the small windows. There was a small wooden table and sitting on a chair right next to the table was the last thing I expected, a girl. She was in full pirate attire and she was staring out a different cannon window with a bored look on her face. She had wavy black hair that looked unkept and cascaded down to her waist. She had tan skin and amazing mediterranean blue-green eyes. They were amazing! It was like you could see the fish of the ocean swimming in her gaze. She didn't look very friendly, and there were two fencing swords crossed on the desk that I guess belonged to her.
Then I remembered something: Percy! He was a about to jump on deck and alert the pirate girl that we were here. She would assume we're stealing from her! "Percy, wait no!" I whispered fiercely, but I was too late. I heard a loud thump above me and the girl was on her feet with the swords in hand and up the stairs and out of sight before I could say anything. I climbed to the top of the boat as fast as I could. "Percy, there's-" I tried to warn him, but the girl was already on deck with a sword at his chest and the other at her side. She was glaring at him darkly. I the better light, she looked like she could be Percy's sister. "Uh… Yeah… Can you please not slice my friend in to bacon bits?" "Wow, Nico. I can tell you were practicing you're skills of persuasion." Percy said, rolling his eyes. "Silence!" The girl demanded. I saw Percy reach for a pocket that he didn't have, he was wearing swim trunks. I thought fast, "Uh… You can't fight him!" I said. "Why not? Enlighten me." She said with a slightly British accent that was littered heavily with sarcasm. "He doesn't have a weapon, it would be unfair! Fight me instead." I said, maybe she was one of those honorable pirates that follow a code or whatever. Percy once again started to rant on how much of a long shot my plan was, "Oh, yeah right! Nice-" "You're right." The girl said. Our mouths dropped open like iron weights, "What?" Percy and I said in unison. She sighed, "He's right. I won't fight you…" She turned away from Percy, "… But you need to draw your weapon and prepare to fight."
I drew my sword and tried to clear my mind. All that mattered was this fight. I wouldn't hurt her, but it was important that I stopped her and got her to listen to me. I don't know how long the fight went on, just that she was very talented. I could barely keep up, but that was mostly because she had two swords. I had just pushed her back to the middle of the boat when she said, "This has gone on long enough!" She brought both swords down hard and fast and I should have been sliced into tiny bite sized pieces, but she just dropped her swords and crumpled to the ground to show Percy standing behind her with a tea kettle. "Ouch." I said. "Well, it was that or you lose your head. Take your pick; I can always wake her up." Percy said. He walked over to the side of the boat and jumped into our small boat that looked pitiful compared to the massive vessel on which I stood. "Wait, what about the passed out pirate girl?" I yelled down at him. "I knocked her out; you have to get her down here." Crap, I thought. I don't really recall how I got her to the side of the boat, just that I dropped her on an oar and she groaned quietly. "Oh… She's not going to thank you for that when she wakes up." Percy laughed at my clumsiness. "Oh, shut up."
[Back at camp]
With Annabeth's help, we managed to get the girl to the Big House. We explained to Chiron what happened and we left her on the couch as we went back to the front porch to tell Dionyses what happened. Of course, he really didn't care. I was about to go back to aimlessly wandering around camp, and playing with the idea of visiting Ms. O'lieary, when I heard a window crash open behind me. The pirate girl had just broken open one of the windows in the Big House and running back to the ocean. Without really thinking, I took off at a full sprint after her. "Stop!" I yelled, I was right behind her now and I reached my arm out and turned her to face me. "Let me go!" She yelled. "Calm down," I said, "I'm not going to hurt you." She sneered as if that was the silliest idea she's ever heard. "Oh please. You expect me to believe that after you snuck on my ship and your friend knocked me out with a tea kettle? I'm a dishonest pirate, not a fool." "How are you a pirate? It's the twenty-first century." I said. Her eyes widened, "Are you mad? It's the ninteeth century." I let go of her arm. "No," I said quietly, "No it's not." She looked like I had taken everything she new and shook it to the core. Her face became ashen and she started to shake. "T-that's impossible... I-I was just at a t-tavern... Only one y-year..." She said, her eyes staring blankly at the ground. A terrible relization struck me as hard as the first New York snowball. "Was this tavern called the Lotus Tavern?" I asked. This question seemed to snap her out of her trance, "Why, yes, it was. How did you know that?" I grimmaced, "Come with me, I think I can explain everything."
I took her back to the Big House and Percy, Annabeth, Chiron, and I spent the next three hours explaining the past two-hundred years to this girl. That was when I realized we didn't know her name. "Hey, what's your name?" I asked after Annabeth explained microwave popcorn. "Oh, right. How rude of me. My name is Rose Marie vie Dansante." Her last name sounded funny, like it was French or somthing. She said it vee-da-san. "What an interesting last name. Is it French?" Annabeth asked. "It is. It means 'dancing lights'," She replied proudly. She looked at me scepticly. "So what are your names?" She asked. I knew she was talking to all of us, but it was kind of freaking me out she kept staring at me. It was like being under a microscope. "I'm Annabeth." "I am Chiron." Me and Percy were so not paying attention, so Annabeth had to jab us in the ribs with her elbows to get us to talk. "OW. I'm Percy." He muttered, rubbing his side. Guess what? Rose was still staring at me. CREEPY. She stood up and walked over so she was face-to-face with me. "What's your name?" She asked, her eyes were narrowed and I no longer saw happy little fish swimming, but sharks. Giant, deadly, sharks. "Er... Nico di Angelo." I said akwardly. "Hm... Italian... Do you know what it means?" She asked, her eyes a bit more approving. "I, uh, don't know." I said, shrugging. Her eyes turned to blue-green ice. "That's lame. You are a fool." She turned around smartly with her nose in the air.
I was really dissapointed in myself. Why? I have no idea. I just felt this burning desire to prove myself to this girl.
