Finn's Point of View

It wasn't my fault I accidently broke the kid named Percy's jaw. After what I've been living through for the past few years, you'd think someone would forgive me for injuring someone with suspicious green eyes. If you saw four ugly, leathery-winged creatures rise over a Starbucks coffee counter and lunge for you and your six friends at the exact same time a group of seven teens jumped in to the coffee shop with weapons swinging, what would you do? Especially when one had suspicious green eyes? I thought he had been helping the Overtakers.

Four of the seven teens had surrounded us and had started to usher us out of the Starbucks and towards the back of the shop. In the midst of the confusion, the five Kingdom Keepers and two Fairlies didn't fight back, unsure if their escorts were good or bad. Finally at the back of the shop, I quickly noticed that there was a massive battle ship docked and floating in the sky. I had looked back at the traffic-clogged roads, wondering why there wasn't a car wreck on the busy Orlando streets. I just couldn't compute or respond to any of the events happening around me. I should've been able to. I was a leader. But this was just too new—too mind boggling.

"What. Is. That?" Terry Maybeck hollered. The usually composed boy had lost his cool as he gazed up at that ship.

"That would be the Argo 2," someone to my left answered, their tone full of amusement.

BOOM! A rattling explosion and the sound of breaking glass erupted behind the party. The three other demi-gods that had stayed behind skittered around the corner, covered in plaster, dust, and soot smudges. A boy that looked like a Latino elf with curly brown hair had a devilish grin as his trio approached the group. Then a girl with curly blonde hair pulled back into a pony-tail looked at the boy next to me. She muttered something about a few minutes of cover, but that the blast wasn't going to hold them down long.

The boy closest to me, the one with green eyes, called out to the two girls in the front to hurry up. There was worry and urgency in his voice, and the girls quickly responded to it. Finn sensed an air of leadership about him. He only looked about the age of seventeen, but he already had so much respect from his companions.

I watched as the youngest girl of the group - with cocoa colored skin - secured a rope ladder that hung under the ship. The other girl that had choppy brown hair and that was absolutely stunning, grabbed the person nearest to her and gave them a lift onto the rope. Watching as Willa Angelo started to scale the rope towards the looming hulk, I remembered where I was and what was going on. I looked to my left and saw Amanda Lockhart, a Fairlie, prepare to 'push' the boy to my right away. I shook my head slightly, hoping she saw the message. Don't give yourself away. I thought, waiting for my turn to climb the ladder approached.

I had a plan forming in my mind as I approached the ladder. It was risky, but the ship was floating near the top of the Starbucks. Maybe we could escape by taking a leap over board? It was risky, but not as daring as when I jumped overboard of the Disney Dream Cruise ship with Willa.

My turn. With the help of the beautiful girl, I followed Maybeck up the ladder. Maybeck appeared to climb with ease, but Charlene Turner had already left the boys in the dust. Her athleticism was almost unmatched, and so was her beauty, but that was definitely being challenged right now by the girl below.

I was pulled over the side of the ship by my waiting friends, just like Maybeck had. As soon as Amanda was over the railing, I started to tell them about my risky plan. I only had a few seconds to rattle it off.

"Okay, were going to jump over the railing onto the Starbucks roof. It's the only option we have right now. They have weapons, we don't," I took a breath, "and we aren't going to use Amanda's power unless we absolutely have to resort to that. There are too many of them, so showing them what Mandy can do can be dangerous," I stated.

There was silence as I took in the looks on my friends faces. Even Dell Philby was quiet in this situation, but there was probably some other plan forming in his head. Be my guest.

I looked at Jess Lockhart, another Fairlie and self-proclaimed sister of Amanda. The look on her face scared me as she shared a knowing look with Amanda. She also looked a sickly pale, with dark purple circles under her eyes. She must have had a dream, but a very repetitive dream that had given her little sleep.

"Jess, did you have a dre-" I was cut off by a boy climbing over the edge the ship. He was a large boy with a babyish face. He was panting, but he took no notice of the Kingdom Keepers as he pushed himself up hurriedly and leaned over the side, pulling up the beautiful girl he had seen before. In a matter of seconds, everyone was up except green-eyes and Latino elf.

There was another sound of breaking glass, and from the view of the Argo 2, I could see the rumble at the front of the Starbucks begin to shift. The blonde looked over the side and shouted out to the two other boys to hurry. The elf was over a few seconds after.

Another loud boom sounded as a large piece of rubble flew across the street and hit a shop window. A loud screech erupted and I ran to the side to find green-eyes brandishing a sword at two of the flying creatures while he tried to climb. It was nearly impossible.

"Leo, get this ship moving, now!" the blonde girl screamed.

The elf zipped to the front of the stern, yelling coordinates to a metal dragon head. It responded with a series of clicks and whistles. Then he jumped behind a captain's wheel. I gripped the railing as the ship motors began to roar to life, causing the whole deck to shake, but it rose quickly.

Willa rushed to my side along with everyone else to watch the battle of the boy below and the monsters.

"Those are furies," Willa breathed, her voice full of awe and fear. She really enjoyed Greek mythology.

As the hulk ascended higher and higher, the furies fled and I saw my escape plan grow tinier and tinier.

"Seaweed Brain! Move your butt," the gray-eyed girl cried as she and the baby-face boy pulled him over onto the slightly humming deck.

His companions gave a small cheer as they realized they had completed their mission. Everyone was happy, except for me and my friends.

I saw that the boy wasn't too hurt, except for the few minor scratches on his arms and face.

I glanced back at my friends, and everyone was silent and very, very unhappy. I couldn't look at Amanda, but then I heard Charlene cry out as Jess collapsed. That seemed to catch the attention of the celebrating demi-gods.

Amanda and Maybeck caught the frail girl as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I was at her side in a flash, my unhuman speed kicking in, stunning everyone (except the other Keepers) for a few seconds. Charlene quickly dropped to Amanda's side and began to check Jess's pulse. Amanda was pale, but she began to dig through her bag for a pad of paper and a pencil. I knew something was up.

The first to lose the surprise was green-eyes, who barked a command. A few minutes later, the striking young girl with the feather in her hair had returned with what looked like a first aid kit in a plastic baggy.

Green-eyes wordlessly took the bag when she handed it to him and began to approach our small group. He began to search the small kit and quickly found what he was looking for. It was a tiny golden brick of something edible.

As he approached, something inside me erupted. My friends were scared and worried and it was all these teens' faults. My rescue plan had failed because of these teens. Anger boiled up inside me, and I felt it collect in my right fist.

I don't exactly remember taking the steps that closed the distance between me and green-eyes, but all I remember was that I swung my fist and connected with something. This wasn't a normal swing, because I felt an extra surge behind it. It was one of my random spurts of strength moments.

I felt a connection and heard a sickening crack. I watched as the young boy slid to the ground, unconscious. There was a blood curdling scream from behind me that caused my anger to dissolve. I turned on my heels to find Jess laying on the ground, everyone standing around her with horrified faces. Maybeck let a word rip that would've had me grounded for a week.

Jess's eyes were open, but they were glowing green and her mouth hung open, green fog rolling out of her mouth.