Heyy guys! Okay, so this is my take on the MoA! I'll try to be posting at least once a week, maybe more… if im feeling nice((: I have some ideas for the whole prophecy thing, but I don't know what one I want to go with, so if you wanna help, PM me! I'd LOVEEEE your help! Anywayyy, credits go to Rick Riordan! Enjoyyy!

~Chapter One~

"Leo!" Annabeth called over the roaring wind that had been echoing in her ears for the past three days. "How much longer till we land?" A crowd was gathering in a wide circle around the ship's enormous shadow, and even from this height, they weren't looking too friendly.

"Well, Annie-beth, I'm not quite sure. Do we even have to go down there? I mean, I'm not the brightest flame in the fire, but those are some pretty wild weapons!" Leo whined back, turning the wheel sharply to the left. Annabeth's stomach flipped for about the billionth time that day.

"Leo! Percy's down there. We have to get him. Plus, we have Jason with us; they wouldn't attack him. And Percy wouldn't let them either." Annabeth was speaking to herself as much as the others.

"If he's even there." Leo mumbled under the breath, probably thinking his comment would get lost in the wind. It didn't.

"Leo, do me a favor, will you?" Piper chimed in. Anabeth noted how close Jason and Piper were standing. And how there hands were entwined. And how Jason was whispering in Piper's ears. And how a smile spread across Piper's face, lighting up her eyes.

Annabeth took a deep breath. She would have Percy back soon, right? She could hold his hand, and smile when he whispered in her ears the way he used to.

"Sure, anything for you Beauty Queen." Leo looked back, causing the ship to tilt again.

"Shut up and focus on steering this war ship."

"Why can't Jason just steer if I'm that bad?" Leo pouted, still looking back at Piper and Jason.

"What a wonderful idea! Why didn't I think of that?" Jason started toward Leo.

"Umm… yeah right! I am the Supreme Captain of the Warship. Therefore I officially get the steering dibs!" Leo shouted over the wind.

"Oh, right." Jason smiled at Piper. "I forgot we already came up with that idea about twenty billion other times, just you always managed to come up with an excuse."

"It's not an excuse… it's a… a fact of life!" Leo retorted.

"Yeah, because everyone knows that the Captain-of-the-Flying-Warship-that-has-a-Dragon-Head-Attached-to-the-Front gets to steer it even if there's a son of Jupiter aboard," said Annabeth, rolling her eyes.

"That's Supreme-Captain-of-the-Flying-Warship-that-has-a-Dragon-Head-Attached-to-the-Front to you, Annie-beth!" Leo stuck out his tongue.

Pipe shook her head. "Whatever Leo, just keep two hands on the wheel."

"Wait, so you don't want me to do this?" Leo asked innocently, taking one hand off of the wheel."

"Leo…"

"And I guess you definitely don't want me to do this!" Leo took his other hand off and waved his arms in the air.

"Leo! What the heck are you doing?" Piper screamed as Jason quickly grabbed her and pulled her toward him.

Annabeth's heart pounded. What was he doing? "Leo! This isn't the time to mess around! What will the Romans think?" She tried to make herself heard above the roaring wind, whipping her hair around.

"I'm not! At least not now! It won't go up!" Leo shouted, desperately trying to get the ship to stop plummeting toward the ever nearing ground.

"Where are Rachel, Thalia, and Grover?" Jason shouted.

Oh gods. He was right. None of them were in sight. They were probably still below decks… Which meant that if they couldn't stop the ship before the ground did, anyone below decks would get the worst of it. Annabeth took off, sprinting towards the ladder.

"Annabeth! Wait, come back!" Piper called struggling to go after her, but Jason wouldn't let her go. "Jason! Let me go!"

"Piper calm down, they'll be back any second…" I hope. He added in his head.