"Come Fly With Me, Let's take off in the blue ,"
Come Fly With Me by Frank Sinatra
Death mist surrounded her as she walked slowly through the hoard of monsters that stood waiting for their turn at the doors. Her eyes darted hoping to keep an eye on the two demigods that followed the Titan. They looked as she did, a zombie, a ghoul, the undead. She had been following them since the Palace of Nyx.
This was her escape. This was her way to have freedom. This was how she would live once more. This was her way to fly to the upper world. She watched the events that occurred, the interaction between the three Titan brothers, the cutting of the chains. Then Tatarus, showing himself before everyone. Fear filled her as she quivered at the sight of the beast she had been living in. Years upon years she had been in Tartarus, though how many years that is, she did not know.
She stood back, and watched. Praying to her mother that she would get out safely, though based on her mother's track record, that was a futile act in itself.
Closing her eyes she waited for the two demigods to be slaughtered, but nothing of that became of them. The sound of a drakon was heard and out came the giant of peace himself. She had met Damasen once before, he showed her kindness but quickly shut her away once he obtained the information of what her parentage truly was.
She saw the two demigods sprint for the elevator and she too ran, before she knew it she stood in the shadows beside the door awaiting the right moment to enter the elevator. The feeling that she was eavesdropping filled her as she watched the girl hug the Titan goodbye, but she knew she had to stay alert. The girl reentered the elevator, and in a flash, she pounced and landed in the elevator, the doors knicking her sides as she collapsed to the floor.
Quickly she looked up to see the ghoul boy, and zombie girl pointing swords at her. "Who are you?" Snarled the girl as her blade leveled itself at her face.
"I would hold those doors," The girl on the floor said as the doors began to open. In a flash the two who hovered above her pressed their bodies against the door and kept them shut.
She saw how weak they both were, struggling to keep the doors shut, "My name is Sinatra Berkowitz, I am a demigod like you are..."
"Sinatra as in Frank Sinatra?" The boy asked in as weak mocking tone.
Sinatra grumbled, "Yes, exactly..." The saw the boy's eyes becoming dimmer, "Let me hold this door." She said as she took the boys place.
The boy tried to protest and slowly fell to the floor, the girl called in terror to the boy, "Percy!" She yelled but continued holding the door.
"He will be okay," Sinatra promised as the girl glared at her.
"I cannot trust you! For all I know you are some sort of monster."
Sinatra had seen those eyes before, then she remembered where, "Do not fear daughter of Athena, I am not a monster."
The girl was still skeptical but did not have the energy to fight. "You need me. This isn't the time to fight me." The next few minutes was spent in silence as the daughter of Athena eyed her.
Percy began to rise. Sinatra had heard much about Percy, that he was the son of Poseidon, that he defeated Kronos, and that he had some tramp of a girlfriend named Annabeth.
By default she assumed the girl in front of her was Annabeth. But she didn't seem like a tramp, she also didn't seem as powerful as she heard the monsters state.
Percy took his girlfriend's place, holding the door. "We can't trust her," Annabeth said as she took deep breathes.
"We have too..." Percy argued back, "Sinatra, when we get up there, we don't know what to expect. But you either fight with us, or we kill her in here. Your choice."
Sinatra looked at the tired pair, she could kill them both easily, but she refused too, "Count me in."
Annabeth looked skeptical but nodded, "There are some people on our side, a scrawny Latino boy, a African American girl with curly cinnimon colored hair, a large Asian boy, a boy dark haired Italian boy, a blond haired boy who is tall, and a girl brown haired Native American. Do not fight them." Annabeth instructed.
"What is their parentage?" Sinatra asked lightly.
"The Latino boy is Hephaestus, the African American girl is Pluto, the Asaian is Mars, Italian boy is Hades, the blond boy is Jupiter, and the Native American girl is Aphrodite."
The girl stood in awe, "Both Greek and Roman parentage?" She asked skeptically.
"Yes. What is your parent?" Percy asked.
"Wait... You said a son of..." But she was cut off by the doors sliding open. Before them stood a battle, a giant stood overhead, while the girl whose father is Pluto stood across a cavern. As soon as they stepped out the giant raised a foot over top of them. Black mist covered them, Sinatra could see outward, and bent herself into the darkness where she was unseen.
Once again she was a fly on the wall, watching, observing. The scythe on her hip felt heavy as she watched, she needed to be helping. She promised she would. The girl had changed to her regular form, a blonde haired girl, and the boy into a green eyed, dark haired strong figure. But now black smoke came from their mouths as they spoke words in a voice that wasn't their own.
The boy whose father was the tinker laid on the ground clawing at his own throat. Panic filled her, what was she to do? Then in a flash, a lady with torches appeared, Hecate. Though the goddess wasn't as helpful as promised.
Sinatra knew what had to happen. She sighed as she drew her weapon and came from the shadows. Her blade split down the middle half Celestial Bronze, half steel, a war spoil from Tatarus. As she did so the girl of Pluto was thrown sideways. Her side hitting the wall. "Over here!" Sinatra yelled as the giant turned his attention to you.
He giant smiled widely, Little demigod, put down your scythe. You are nothing more then the daughter of a minor goddess.
Sinatra wondered how he knew this, but she did know that she had to hold his attention. As he turned she ran and stuck the tip of her scythe in the back of his knee. You puny worthless girl! He bellowed as gold blood began to flow from the wound. You dare to stand before me and fight? Well then, let us fight!
She took a deep breathe as she steadied her scythe, "Shall we?" Her voice quivered as she moved in a semi circle back and forth.
She slashed his leg and rolled but by doing this he plucked her from the Earth. With a clatter her scythe hit the floor, Small girl. We both knew this was a futile act. You demigods so brave, so idiotically brave.
He began to squeeze, her lungs felt like two helium balloons about to pop, "Hey ugly!" She heard and the grip loosened. She glanced sideways to see the rest of the demigods Annabeth had told her about.
Before she knew it they were attacking, the giant dropped her as she plummeted fifteen feet to the ground, luckily something caught her. Her mind was dazed but she felt as if she had floated softly to the ground.
The giant stumbled all over, with the last bit of strength she had she rolled sideways out of his stomping ground. A faint bellow caught her ears as ash exploded everywhere, a fire spread then nothing. She stared at the ceiling as her lungs felt collapsed. She heard faint voices, arms lifted her as her eyes drifted shut.
oooOOOooo
Hazel wasn't sure whether she was hallucinating or if the girl who came from the shadows was real. Her hair was slightly darker then her own, but not as dark as Piper's. She wielded a split sword and her clothing was simply a black shirt and black pants.
She fought a good battle but not good enough. Hope had ran out for Hazel, her goddess wasn't helping, Percy, Annabeth and Leo were human fog machines and this shadow girl didn't last long. Now it was over.
Then she heard a voice that sounded of so familiar, the sound of Piper. She glanced over to see her friends in the entrance and they soon were battling the giant. Tears filled her eyes, as the giant soon was defeated by her companions (with help from Hecate's fire of course.)
She wobbled to her feet as her friends were beginning to realign, Percy and Annabeth were being fed ambrosia by Leo as if their live's depended on it while everyone else were saying their tearful hellos. Frank lifted Hazel and fed her ambrosia. Nico made his way over and kissed her forehead lightly.
Everyone was happy and together, "You must leave the House of Hades' is going to collapse. Hazel glanced at everyone who were panicking.
"We have to shadow travel." Hazel said as she looked at Nico.
Nico's eyes widened as he began saying excuses, "I can't shadow travel seven people..."
"I will help." She promised.
"Link hands," Nico instructed.
Hazel remembered the brown haired girl who had bought Hazel time, "Wait!" She yelled as Nico stopped. "We can't leave without that girl."
"Hazel, we don't have time, we have to go," Frank said quickly.
"She held off the giant long enough for you guys to come, she saved me! I can't leave her." Hazel ran over to the girl who laid on the floor, her chest was heaving but her body was limp. She tried to lift her but Hazel was too weak to lift even this scrawny girl.
A flash of blond hair showed up beside her, "I'll get her." Jason proclaimed as he lifted the girl in his arms. Hazel smiled a thanks as they both began to run to the group.
Behind her she noticed the scythe the girl wielded and with one shot of her hand the weapon of bronze was in her grasp. "Let's go!" Piper yelled as Hazel grabbed her brother's and Frank's hand.
She thought of a place far away from there and before she knew it they were on a hill side. Her energy drained, Nico too looked out of breathe. But he seemed alright. He looked down and quickly dropped Percy's hand and scowled.
Jason laid the girl on the hillside. Hazel asked Piper for some nectar and began pouring it in the girl's mouth. "Who is she..." Piper asked as they all stared at her.
"Her name is Sinatra..." Percy said, they all turned to him, "She jumped on the elevator at the last second."
Nico stepped back slightly, "No... no... no..." He mumbled.
"What is it?" Hazel asked.
"I've got a bad feeling about her..." He admitted, "She has to come with us."
"I thought you just said-" Leo began.
"I know what I said, but she has to come." Then they saw it, the Argo II sail upward.
Coach Hedge on the front, "You have a visitor." That visitor was Reyna.
oooOOOooo
Sinatra sprang up, her body sweating and achy. She was lying in a bed, a bed that smelled like clean linen, beside her a desk with a few random items, and a jar full of jewels. She stood, her body in pain, limping over to the jar she picked up a sapphire as big as her thumb but placed it back.
Another dream. Another dream of a safe place, when in all honesty she was in Tartarus. She sighed, "Might as well enjoy it..." She grumbled as she walked down the hall, voices came from up a few stairs.
"We'd rather not talk about it..." A boy's voice said.
She tiptoed up the stairs, turning herself into just a shadow of black. She came across the entrance and settled in the corner where she would go unseen. A group of demigods sat eating sandwiches. Four girls, and five boys and lastly a Satyr.
They all continued to talk about plans. And ideas. "The Athena Parthenos needs to be returned by a Roman," The blonde haired girl named Annabeth said.
"I'll do it." A girl with black hair said. Her posture regal, power radiating off of her.
They continued to talk as the Italian boy stood in the corner. "Shhh..." He instructed but everyone kept talking, "I said shut up!" He yelled. Everyone grew eerily quiet.
"What is it, Nico?" The girl Sinatra had fought for asked.
His eyes scanned the room, "Any of you check on the girl lately?" He asked in a stern voice.
They all looked to one another and shook their heads. He grunted and bent the shadows towards him. She tried to stay hidden but was pulled towards the boy. Black surrounded him as she tried to fight his power, but he was too strong. His hand shot out and grabbed her shoulder.
This wasn't as good of a dream as she had hoped.
She materialized as the shadows faded. The boy was only three inches taller then her, but he was intimidating. He had to be roughly fourteen. The age when she had first went into Tartarus. She had seen him in there. The Ghost King himself.
Everyone stood up and looked prepared for battle. The boy pulled out a Stygian iron blade and pushed her into the wall, the tip at her throat, "I knew I felt someone." He hissed. "Who are you!"
"Sinatra-" She began
"Who are you really!" He yelled, "I know you!"
"Sinatra Berkowitz, I am a demigod." She explained.
Percy walked over to the boy. "Nico, just put the sword away," He said as he set his hand on the Ghost King's shoulder. The King's eyes turned even more hateful, but fear lined the outside as he knocked Percy's hand from his body.
"The giant said she is just the daughter of a minor goddess. Nothing more." Hazel explained. That jab hurt a little bit, but part of Sinatra wished she was just the daughter of a normal minor goddess.
"No, she is more powerful then that. Her parentage on both side is dark." Nico explained.
"Nico, put your sword away and step away." The Native American girl said softly.
The boy's eyes dazed as he lowered his blade and stepped back. But he shook his head and regained the hateful face, "Don't charmspeak me!" He yelled.
"I may have dark parentage. But coming from the son of Hades, the Ghost King himself, I find that slightly hypocritical." Sinatra softly said.
Nico's eyes turned black with hate, "You think she is a good guy like you? Guess what her weapon of choice is?"
Everyone looked puzzled, "Leo, show them." He said as the Latino boy ran to fetch Sinatra's weapon. She closed her eyes. This will not be good.
Leo came back with a rag over the scythe. He set it on the table and pulled off the cloth. Annabeth gasped as her eyes filled with tears. Percy pulled a ball point pen from his pocket and pointed it to her. "Where did you find that?" He asked in a steely tone. She sat in shock. What was he going to do scribble on her? He uncapped the pen and a sword sprang to life. Well, that's a little worse, she thought.
"Will someone tell me what the importance of that scythe is... Other then being super intimidating..." Piper asked.
"Kronos... I got it from Kronos..." She explained as all eyes glared at her.
"She must be taken off this ship," The regal girl instructed.
"No... Wait... I noticed bits of this... This thing... All over the place. I heard what the monsters were saying to one another, 'Lord of Time,' 'Kronos beaten by Percy.'" She began to explain. Percy rubbed his neck slightly, "A cyclops had this... Was boasting about how it belonged to Kronos... So, I stole it..." She explained.
"You stole Kronos' scythe from a cyclops in Tartarus?" Leo asked. She nodded slightly, "How cool is this chick?" Everyone glared at him in annoyance.
"That doesn't explain how you can shadow travel and bend shadows... I thought only children of Hades or Pluto can do that?" Jason asked.
"It's about like how children of Ares can bring back soldiers from the dead. My parentage allows me to do so..."
Nico's eyes glared into her as he sword inched closer to her gullet as he spoke, "Who are your parents?"
A.N. Thank you guys so much! From here on out there will be some changes to the ending of course. I hope you enjoyed it! Please leave a review! Thank you for reading!
