This is my Pre-Version of The Blood Of Olypmus, or as I call it, TBOO.

Chapter

I

Percy

Percy was tired of monster attacks.

Seriously, these monsters just would not give him a break after he'd been through a world of terrors.

He rolled to one side as the fourth skolopendra lashed out on the deck and cut through the wave of tentacles, while Leo shot exploding fireballs at this face. Piper was side by side with Jason, slicing down tentacles by the hundreds. Annabeth was at the helm, frantically trying to prevent the ship from capsizing.

Despite all their efforts, the skolopendra did not die. Instead, it brought down half of the oars with it as it retreated into the dark.

"That slimy shelled son of a mother!" Leo cursed. "That's the fifth time I had to replace half of the oars! We don't even have enough lumber to fix one oar now!"

"It's OK, Leo," Annabeth said. "Percy can try to get some lumber by swimming to the shore, and Jason and Frank can fly to a forest to get some wood."

"OK, but where-?" Some large logs coming at an extremely fast velocity interrupted Percy.

He'd spent enough time at school and with Annabeth to know that he was about to lose his head if he didn't duck.

"Hit the deck!" Percy yelled. Everyone dove toward the slick floor of the Argo II to avoid getting flattened to the mast by a bunch of oars.

The mast fell to the floor, along with Frank, Jason, and a few dozen rowing oars that had once been automated.

Leo threw out a string of curses that would've gotten him detention for about 3 hours for 2 weeks, and a week of In School Suspension.

"Leo, watch your language," Piper said, trying hard not to laugh.

"That's the millionth time I had to replace the mast!" Leo complained.

"On the bright side, we got our oars back," Percy said.

"Well, it's not like you know how complicated the construction of the oars are." Leo started talking about something about pistons and pressure and some kind of special metal until Percy felt like his head was suffering from schizophrenia.

Annabeth seemed to notice the problem and put a hand on Leo's shoulder.

"I think our ADHD mind's suffered enough of your lecture, Leo," Annabeth said.

Leo calmed down a little, but he still was shaking with…what? Anger? Disbelief?

"Jason, Frank, are you guys all right?" Annabeth asked.

"Yeah, fine, I think I have some new bruises, though," Jason groaned.

"Same here, but I might have broken my ankle, or fractured it," Frank said.

Hazel scooted close to Frank to take a look at his ankle.

"Oh gods." Hazel stared at his ankle in terror. "Is it supposed to point backwards, or what?"

Annabeth, who had broken her ankle on her Epic Solo Suicide Quest, took a look at his ankle.

"Yeah, Frank, you can either choose to sit in the infirmary for several hours, and ambrosia and nectar should do the job. Or you can wrap it in a cast, and you can wait a few days, and eat some ambrosia. You can do basically anything you want, except it will take long to heal."

Frank stared glumly at the floor. "I guess I can take the first option."

"Ok Frank." Annabeth looked around. "Who can help me take the downstairs?"

"I can," Percy volunteered.

"Along with me," Hazel said.

And like that, they brought him down to the infirmary, while hearing Leo muttering repair plans.

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