THALIA
We were running to the safe house, Luke carrying a wounded Percy on his back.
Percy was pale, the little guy had a long, deep, bleeding cut running up his arm, and his eyelids are fluttering.
I realized that we could've just poured nectar on his wound and it would've been fine.
"Luke!" I hissed.
He looked at me. "Thalia, I know what you're thinking. We ran out of nectar and ambrosia two weeks ago."
I sighed, nodding.
"C'mon, Percy, just hang in there, kay?" I whispered to the small boy on Luke's back.
"But it hurts," he muttered.
"I know, kid, trust me," I said, sighing.
We reached our safe house in Brooklyn, and I swiped the canteen of nectar off the table, and poured it on his arm.
Percy sighed, and relaxed.
"Damn that Cyclops," I muttered.
Luke nodded. "Poor kid, he shouldn't have to go through this,"
"Neither should we," I pointed out.
Luke nodded again.
"Thalia, get some sleep. We'll move again in an hour or so." Luke whispered.
"Percy, c'mon, let's go," I said, shaking him.
"5 minutes!" he muttered.
I rolled my eyes, pressing my index finger to his neck.
"Ahhh!" he yelled. "No shocking!"
I smiled. "Who's gonna stop me?"
Percy dangled a silver bracelet in front of me.
THAT'S AEGIS! How did he get that? Oh, wait, Luke's been teaching him some things.
Damn.
"Hmm... Luke, don't you think this would make a great weapon for me?" Percy asked innocently.
Luke started laughing. "How did you get that? Even I haven't been able to steal Aegis!"
Percy smirked. "So, Thalia, are you going to shock me again?"
I glared at him.
He glared right back with those green eyes.
Percy might be 6 years old, but that evil look that he was giving me was a perfect evil "ten".
"Gah! Fine," I said, reaching for Aegis.
"Nope!" the evil kid said, whisking it away. "Swear on the River Styx!" he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
I knew he had me. "I swear on the River Styx that I will not shock you..." I swore. "For 3 years," I added quietly.
Percy's eyes narrowed, but he tossed the bracelet to me anyway.