Okay. Some people were confused who Alexa was. She was an OC daughter of Apollo from me other story Helping New Campers. She was just a sort of practice I guess. This one features Charles Beckendorf, in his final moments before he blows up the Princess Andromeda.

Please let me know what you think, and if I should keep going. Do you want me to do more OC's, or actual characters? Please review, it's what gives us writers the will to go on.

Enjoy Final Moments #2: Charles Beckendorf

It wasn't bad enough that they caught me. They had to beat me up, and then drag me to the upper deck so they could taunt Percy.

"No!" Percy yelled.

I caught his eyes. I glanced pointedly at my hand. He seemed to understand, but it was hard to tell with one eye swollen shut.

"We found him amidships," one of the giants said, "trying to sneak into the engine room. Can we eat him now?"

"Soon." Kronos scowled at a boy with black hair and an eyepatch, covered in full Greek battle armor. What had he called him? Nakamura. My guess is Kronos isn't as stupid as Nakamura. "Are you sure he didn't set the explosives?" What do you know? I was right.

"He was going toward the engine room, my lord."

"How do you know that?" You don't. You should have checked my bag, not that I'm complaining.

"Er . . ." Nakamura shifted uncomfortably. "He was heading in that direction. And he told us. His bag is full of explosives." Demigods can lie.

Percy looked like he was starting to put the pieces together. I just hoped he realized I'd doubled back after I finished before Kronos figured out it was a trick.

Kronos hesitated.

"Open his bad," Kronos ordered.

Come on Perce. Just give me the word.

One of the giants ripped my bag of my shoulders. He peered inside, grunted, and turned it upside down. Panicked monsters surged backwards. These guys were idiots. If my bag had been full of Greek fire jars, we'd all be dead. A few dozen cans of peaches rolled out instead, and I saw Percy smirk for a split second, before his face contorted in a grimace.

Kronos looked really mad.

'Did you, perhaps," he said, "capture this demigod near the galley?"

Nakamura turned pale. "Um-"

Come on Perce! We only have another minute or two before the explosive are disarmed.

"And did you, perhaps, send someone to actually CHECK THE ENGINE ROOM?"

Nakamura scrambled back in terror. I could hear the sound of footsteps pounding against the deck. He was running to the engine room.

Percy grabbed my eyes again. I knew what he was asking. It wasn't like there were a million different questions to ask people when you're being held hostage by monsters.

I managed to cup my fingers and thumb into a circle. ZERO. There wouldn't be any delay. If I pressed the detonator, the ship would blow immediately. I wouldn't get away in time, but he could.

Kronos turned towards Percy. "You'll have to excuse my incompetent help, Percy Jackson, but it doesn't matter. We have you now. We've known you were coming for weeks."

He held out his wrist. I couldn't see anything but a silver charm bracelet. Huh, Kronos, Titan Lord of Time, King of the Titans, was into jewelry. I had no clue what it meant, but Percy seemed to. He muttered something, but I couldn't hear. Give me the word Percy, before they kill us both.

Kronos chuckled. "You can't count on friends. They will always let you down. Luke earned that lesson the hard way. Now drop your sword, surrender to me, or your friend dies."

Percy swallowed. He was considering it.

One of the giants had their hand around my neck. He couldn't rescue me with this many monsters around. I'd die, and then they'd kill him. He had to get out of here.

I silently mouthed one word, the only word that mattered right now: Go.

He shook his head. He didn't want to leave me, but he had to. If he didn't, this boat would make it to Manhattan in 1, 2 days tops. This was our last chance to buy the camp a few days. To give Silena more time.

The second giant was still rummaging through the peach cans. I raised it slowly, reaching for the watch on my right wrist.

One of the dracaenae hissed behind me, "What isss he doing? What iss that on hisss wrissst?"

Now or never. I closed my eyes and brought my hand all the way up to my wrist.

And I pressed the detonator.

And everything disappeared. I'd managed to save him, hopefully. And I'd managed to help Silena. That was all I needed. That's all I thought about as I drifted away.