AN
Okay, i'm going to make this brief. I saw that everone really liked the Blood of Olympus Fanfictions so I'm going to have a shot on my own
My inspiration is Blondie B. Happy from the Fanfiction world as well as Rick Riordan of course
I will have references to the Kane Chronicles as well as some of the monsters in L.o.t.R series (maybe) because J.R.R Tolkien was a genius.
I do not own PJO HoO or... well you get the point
Leo
Leo gazed into the horizon, not expecting anything to be there, but thought it was the admiral like thing to do. Wind blew the sails, the engine thrummed and the only awake thing on the ship was Festus and himself. Everything was peaceful at last that kind of luck didn't hold up in Leo's book. He held on to his sphere which he had pulled from the guidance console and had reinstalled into the ship wirelessly. Now he could direct the ship from anywhere, in or out of the vessel, within the net-range.
He had to get a hold of some more Celestial Bronze fast, a mother load of the stuff, this ship was coming apart faster than he could repair it, even if he had Annabeth's help again. The hull looked like a crumpled tin can in some places, and a charbroiled crumpled tin can in others. The aerial oars seemed to always be in overload and the masts had been replaced so many times, that he cringed to think about meeting the wood nymphs again back at Camp Half-Blood, if it was still there.
He hit his forehead the way he would hit one of his machines when it stopped working properly, he shouldn't think like that all the time. He had to keep hope that Chiron would keep Camp safe, that Rena would get there in time. Leo hated thinking about it, he liked problems he could fix, like the boat, or Calypso. He put his hand in his pocket, the crystal he'd been given was still in there, small and glossy, he hoped that it would do the trick, otherwise he would fail yet another person. He slapped himself again, okay,he told himself no more feeling sorry for myself.
"Hey." Hazel said whilst rubbing her eyes as she came out from below decks. "Its six o'clock in the morning what are you doing up?"
"I wasn't the one with the night shift three times in a row," Leo said with a shrug. "Frank looked tired, so I took over his watch for him. He argued, but he was already turning into a bloodhound as he was walking to the door."
Hazel winced "You know about that?"
Leo grinned. "DUDE, I WISH I could turn into a bloodhound at night. There was one that hung around my Mom's shop, and there was nothing either of us could do that woke it up. Saws, drills, hammers, nothing bothered the thing."
Hazel laughed. It was usually tense between them, but since Calypso's Island, Hazel and he actually became good friends. "Thanks, by the way… for helping Frank."
Leo nodded. "He may be super buff and everything, you know after Venice, but even super-mean Praetors need sleep."
"Still, thanks, even if he thinks he has to be invincible now… He just doesn't need the stress, you know?
Leo was just about to answer when the door opened to reveal Jason, groggy and disheveled, still blinking the sand out of his eyes. When they first set sail, all the way in Camp Half-Blood, Jason always made sure he looked pristine and was upbeat before he presented himself in front of anyone, now, he was a lot more comfortable as if he realised he didn't need to be the example and take charge of the situation every time. He was still upbeat all the time, but now he didn't always comb his hair before he left his room. He looked at the two and said "whatsup?"
"Breakfast that's what's up." Leo opened a holo-pad pressed a button, ordering breakfast, then turned the ship on autopilot. "Watch the ship Festus." Leo called over his shoulder. Festus whirred a 'you got it' and Leo went to go wake up the others.
Leo peeped into Annabeth's room and found Percy and Annabeth fast asleep. The room was dark, and Annabeth's stuff lay strewn about. a pile of destroyed clothes lay crumpled in a corner, and the light from the alarm clock on the nightstand glowed red on Annabeth's face.
He paused, not wanting to disturb them, since Tartarus, they had tried to let them recover in any way necessary, but all they did was sleep, Leo wasn't a doctor, he was strictly machines, but if they were cars Leo would pull them off idle and fill them up again. Okayhe thought, that didn't sound creepy.
He knocked on the door to wake them up but still they didn't stir. Leo sighed, walked up to them and shook Percy, Percy's clothes were soaked in sweat and he didn't move. Becoming concerned, he turned on the lamp next to the clock. With the light on, Percy's features stood out, He saw that his hair was different, a streak of grey went halfway downthe strands, he was also breathing raggedly and blood trickled from his mouth. Checking his pulse he found that his heart beat was faint. He called for the others and checked Annabeth, she was in the same condition. They were sick, but Leo didn't have medical training. In fact, Annabeth was usually the one with the answers.
Piper came first, her bedroom being situated right next to Annabeth's, and stood at the door, alarm on her face. "What's going on?"
"Something's wrong... s-something's Killing them!" Leo ripped the blanket away to find their clothes soaking with sweat. They have a fever, that was obvious, but what else. Just then Leo's sphere vibrated violently, it did that whenever Leo was needed on deck.
Leo bolted to the door and swung it aside to find a man in a business suit sitting in a lawn chair, taking calls and talking to Jason at the same time. The man was around thirty and had sandy blond hair, baby blue eyes and looked like he was in the middle of a migraine. He would constantly put people on hold, talk to Jason just to hold his finger up as if to say hold that thought, and then answer another call. His phone was odd too, well not the phone exactly, which looked like a normal iPhone touch, but slithering around the phone where two snakes, almost identical. When the man noticed Leo his eyes brightened and mumbled an apology into the phone and hung up. "Leo Valdez!" the man said, getting up, "just the man I wanted to see!"
Leo wasn't sure who this guy was, what he wanted or how he got there but Annabeth and Percy were in trouble. "Uh, what do you want?" Leo realized this wasn't the best move, seeing as this was either a god or a monster or a friendly doctor who could fix anything. Probably not a doctor, but Leo was hopeful.
The man frowned "Well, I 'want' to save your friends below decks.
Leo, still playing in hot water raised his eyebrows. Maybe they were on the same side, but gods always had their own agenda. He crossed his arms. "You want to help us?"
The man's frown deepened. "I never forget my promises Leo Valdez. You out of all people should understand that." Leo thought back to his oath on the river Styx, Apparently you can't say something without it getting out everywhere that promise was dedicated to Calypso.
Piper came from behind Leo and bowed to the man. "Lord Hermes, it's a pleasure."
Hermes brightened again. "Piper Mclean. We were just talking about the condition of Percy and Annabeth."
"Percy and Annabeth are hurt?" Frank asked. Leo hadn't seen Frank and Hazel standing there. Frank was at the helm again, with an arm wrapped around Hazel.
Hermes smiled still, but it was a sad one, the kind of smile a person gives you when you say that your dog died, or that you lost a friend. "In Tartarus, Annabeth saved Percy and her life by having them drink from the river Phlegethon that flows from Hade's Palace to the infernal pit. The very air in Tartarus is extremely toxic to mortal beings. Although the firewater from the river Phlegethon was able to heal them from the poison in Tartarus, the poison is still in their system, and the firewater is not, Tartarus is still slowly killing them. I'm afraid that without firewater, they will die in a matter of hours."
"HOURS?!" Piper yelled, her composure lost. The god nodded.
Jason stepped forward. "But if the river is in Tartarus, then how do we get to it?"
"The river starts in Pluto's Palace," Hazel explained. "Somebody could hypothetically enter the palace, collect some, and come back, except…"
Everyone waited for the 'except' part. Finally, Leo became impatient. "Except what?"
Hazel looked defeated. "Except that all the entrances to The Underworld have been relocated in the Americas." The sentence dropped on the group like a bomb.
Hermes shifted his weight "Not all entrances, one has been reopened."
"The Labyrinth." Frank breathed. Everyone thought that the labyrinth was something to be forgotten. If Percy and Annabeth were scared of the idea of it coming back.
Hermes nodded. "You would have to go to Athens, enter the Tower of the Winds, where the four wind gods protect Zeus's Thunderbolt, and enter the Labyrinth. From there, I cannot help you." Hermes winced, his image flickered from businessman to white robes to purple and back again. "I must go… to many influences.
"Wait!" Piper called out, "How are you indebted?"
Hermes looked quizzically at her. "Percy saved my son, Luke Castellan, during the end of the second Titan war."
Piper frowned. "But I thought Luke Castellan died."
"He did." everyone waited for Hermes to explain further, but Hermes simply looked at his phone and sighed, "I must go, and you must meet the next challenge Gaea has sent. She has an endless supply of children it seems." And with that, Hermes raised the phone to his head, and vanished. Seconds later, a scream tore through the air.
Okay, it has been Revised! Ohmygods I am so mad about that, I spent thirty minutes doing plastic surgery on my book trying to get rid of a 'prank' that my sister pulled off that involved going into my computer, writing dumb stuff in inconspicuous places, and not telling me a thing. Anywho, Thanks for Reading, Please Review! It helps me alot! its as easy as writing in the small box down there |
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