Hey! I'm going to try to update every Tuesday from now on.
Annabeth: But author, It's Saterday!
Me: Well, yes but I'm horribly evil so I wan't to leave everyone on a cliffhanger.
Annabeth: That's rude!
Me: Thank you, I try. Now, why are you here again?
Annabeth: Disclaimer!
Me: Oh, yes. Carry on!
Annabeth: Percabethshipper7 does not own PJO or HoO!
Me: Thank you! now for the story...
When I woke up I looked out the window. The scenery wasn't very different than before, so I must have not been out for long. Still the same ol' New York. I closed my eyes again. Annabeth said,
"Why does she keep doing that? She keeps blacking out…like hazel...but she never died...or did she? Is she having flashbacks? Is she acting? Trying to get information...maybe she's a spy. Percy, I think she's a spy."
Percy put his hand on her shoulder. "Wow Annabeth. You worry too much."
She pushed his hand off. "No I don't! What if she is a spy?"
"Then I guess we'd have to reason with her."
I opened my eyes. "I'm awake," I announced.
Percy almost crashed the car, then he pulled over. Annabeth span around and put her dagger to my throat. "Are you a spy?"
I gulped. "No, I'm not a spy. I...I swear it on the River Styx," I promised.
Annabeth waited for a moment, like she was expecting something to happen.
Percy smiled, "See Annabeth! I was right! Who would've know? A child of Poseidon smarter than a child of Athe-"
Annabeth elbowed him in the ribs.
"Oww!" he shouted, rubbing his side. I grinned. I just love percabeth moments! Percy started driving again
"How did you know about the River Styx? And why do you keep passing out?" Annabeth asked me.
"Well, there are these books. Ten books. Two series. The first five are in a series called Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Told from percy's point of view. Like he was writing it in a journal."
"I don't write in a journal!" Percy said.
"Sure you don't, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth teased.
"I don't! I swear!"
"On the River Styx?" Annabeth was smiling.
"Well...No but it doesn't matter. Anyways, what are the other books?"
"The other ones are The Heroes of Olympus. They're about the second great prophecy. The prophecy of the seven."
"Okay. So...Who wrote these books?" Annabeth questioned.
"Rick Riordan."
"Do we know anyone named Rick Riordan?" Percy asked Annabeth.
"A child of Hermes maybe," Annabeth answered.
"Why Hermes?" Percy said.
"Most likely to have stolen you journal and published it," Annabeth grinned.
This time Percy elbowed her. Annabeth rubbed her side but her smile didn't fade. She looked at me. "So that answers my first question - and gives me many more - but why do you keep fainting?"
"Well, the books are so exciting and dangerous I just...I don't know. Like think back to before you knew you were a half blood. If you knew everything about the camps and gods and stories and then someone told you that you were a Demigod. I think that's enough to make anyone faint. That's why I passed out when you told me we were going to camp half blood. When I passed out the first time...well you guys are just...heroes, you know?"
Percy grinned. "I am pretty heroic."
Annabeth rolled her eyes. "That does make to bed! this is your moth"
"So now you owe me an explanation. Why did you have to come to my school to get me? What's so important about me?"
"Chiron will explain when we get to camp," Annabeth answered-without-answering.
"Okay...so, are we almost there?" I asked.
"Not much longer," Percy said.
"Also, how did you get into my school and get this taxi?"
"Long story," Annabeth replied, "We had been near your school a while back and Grover said he could smell demigod but you had no satyr to protect you. We were going to send you a satyr but instead Nico di Angelo shadow traveled Me, Percy and Piper McLean to a place near your school. We camped out and then early this morning we packed up with Only a few monster attacks. We came here and Piper used her charmspeak to convince your principal to let us in and go find you. Her and Nico left after that. Then you came into the room we were waiting in and fainted. Me and Percy carried you out of the building and hailed a cab. I don't know if it was in the books but when me and Percy were twelve we took a taxi and paid the driver with the lotus hotel and casino card. The card apparently had an infinite money supply so we let him keep it. So anyways, when we saw the taxi driver this morning, apparently he was the same guy from all those years ago. He recognised us and have us the taxi for free. We put you in and that's about it."
"Wow. That's so-" Percy pulled over so quickly and abruptly I didn't have time to finish my sentence.
Annabeth pulled out her Drakon bone dagger. "What is it, Percy?" she asked.
"Gryphons," Percy replied. He opened his door and jumped out.
Annabeth looked back at me. "Get out and stay behind us. Here, I brought an extra dagger." She handed me a bronze blade and I took it.
"Okay," I said, scared out of my mind. Annabeth got out of the taxi and scanned her surroundings.
I crawled out after her and closed my door behind me. Looking up, I saw half a dozen large, bird like creatures, circling overhead. Percy uncapped his sword, Riptide. Him and Annabeth stood in front of the taxi, back-to-back. I crouched down behind them. Moments later, one of the Gryphons noticed us dove down, straight towards Annabeth. When it came closer i got a better look. It had the forequarters and talons of a large eagle, and hindquarters of a lion. It looked about the size of a minivan. As it was about to grab her she stabbed it in the chest and it became black dust. The other five charged down at us. Percy was trying to kill one while Annabeth stabbed at another. But the others were getting closer to me. I was thinking of crawling under the taxi but decided against it. I knew I would be a lost cause if i tried to defend myself, so I rolled to the side. I stood up and started running. Some people in cars turned and looked but acted as if it were normal. Percy and Annabeth had succeeded in defeating the two Gryphons, but Annabeth was sitting in a pool of her own blood and Percy was feeding her ambrosia. I was on my own.
I'm back! Sorry not sorry for that little cliffy! Please R&R!
Percy: What are you doing to my wise girl!
Me: Nothing...
Percy: I never liked authors.
Me: Then kill Annabeth I shall.
Percy: NOOOOOO! Please! I take that back! All hail author person!
Me: That's better.
