A/N: Hi, hi! I'm back! This is a request from a reader, a page from the Sea of Monsters. I'm not surprised they picked this part.
A chariot race was going on and Percy and I were on the same team. We were taking the lead, but the Hephaestus chariot was gaining on us. Percy was battling with the driver and I was driving our chariot. We didn't have much time: Beckendorf had thrown Greek fire on our chariot, and it was spitting out sparks.
"Percy!" I warned. He spun round and stuck riptide under the pouch of fire and flipped it. It landed on the Hephaestus chariot. The driver yelped and jumped off. Their metal horses short-circuited as the whole chariot bursted into flames.
I pulled on the reins for the final turn. I managed to avoid capsizing the chariot and we sped cross the finish line. I could've sworn that the crowd was so loud I couldn't think. But as a daughter of Athena, it's what I do best. We were surrounded by a cheering mob. Though, there was someone else they needed to acknowledge.
"Hold up! Listen! It wasn 't just us!" I spoke over the crowd. Nobody seemed to hear me. "We couldn't have done it without somebody else! We couldn't have won this race or gotten the Fleece or saved Grover or anything! We owe our lives to Tyson, Percy's..." At that point, I really didn't know what to say. Percy's half-brother? Percy's friend?
"Brother," Percy yelled over the crowd. "Tyson, my baby brother"
Wow. Looks like Percy finally got the courage to admit the truth. Tyson was blushing. I kissed Percy on the cheek, and to my surprise, the crowd cheered even louder.
Okay, yeah, that was short...but, well, it was only one page. Okay, more reviews! Oh, and please don't give me any bad reviews. Please! If you must, don't be harsh.
