So here it is! Chapter two! This one was a ton of dialog...I mean a lot! And if you notice that people don't say Alyse's name a lot, that's cause they don't. I tried my best to incorporate her name, and it does pop up, but eh oh well. This is where I changed some of the story. I made somethings happen to my OC that didn't happen in the book, or gave her some of Percy's lines, all that fun stuff, but it seemed to fit. I am a weird one after all. As you can see from this chapter, Annabeth is not one of the major characters. She wont be in the future either. She is someone who is there, is slightly the bane of Percy's and Lys' existences and she is the reason they both want to get stronger. There are more subtle hints in this chapter that aren't actually that subtle xD sooo yeah there is that. I'm typing the opening to the chapter really fast before I go to work, so I may need to re-do it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original Percy Jackson series characters, I tweaked some of them, but I don't own them. I own Alyse, and Gabby, and more OC's in the future.
Alright…so we didn't actually allow Grover to walk us home. We probably should have, but he was freaking the hell out of both of us…so we ditched him at the station. Apparently when he gets nervous his bladder acts up, so he made a beeline for the bathroom as soon as we stopped. Percy grabbed my wrist and dragged me away, because I was going to be the nice person and wait for him, but that wasn't my freaked out friends idea. We grabbed our suitcases and took the first cab we could.
"East One-hundred-and-fourth and First," Percy told the driver. I was tired, I realized, it had been a long day and I didn't sleep on the bus, Grover talked too much and sounded like a bleating goat. I nodded off. I usually don't dream, I'm putting that out there right now, but for the small span of time that I could relax, I ended up dreaming. A dark cavern filled with shadows, and on instinct I could tell they were souls.
"Where is it? Where could it have gone?! Curse my brothers! Curse those rotten heros! I will have my Helm returned! If it is the last thing I do!" The voice carried from a far corner of the cavern. A voice behind me scared me out of my sleep.
"The daughter of death wants to see her realm hmmm?" The voice was oily, and sounded as though it could see right through me. I jolted awake just as the cab stopped.
"Percy…you will never believe the dream I just had. It was crazy!" I tried laughing it off, but it was hard to do, it seemed so real.
"Well, you can tell me later, we're here!" He smiled at me, and got out of the cab. We paid, grabbed our bags, and began our walk towards the apartment.
"Let me warn you, it's not going to be nice. Ignore Gabe, please." He pleaded with me as we got to the door. The outside was startlingly different from the inside. The place was grubby, and it reeked of stale beer and body odor.
"So you're home." A nasty sounding voice came from the living room. There sat some of the ugliest men I'd ever had the misfortune to see. They were playing poker, and there were beer cans thrown about. Food littered the floor, and I could tell where the body odor smell came from then.
"Where is my mom, I have to introduce her to my friend Lys."
"Working," He said. "Either of you got any cash?" The man who spoke looked like a beached walrus…he had very little hair, and what was left of it was combed over his oily baldhead. He wore clothes that looked like they came from a thrift shop, and they weren't clean.
"I don't have any cash." Percy lied. We paid for the taxi, and I had my whole life's savings in my bags. Like hell I was giving that to some street thug.
"You took a taxi from the bus station, probably paid with a twenty. Got seven bucks in change. Somebody expects to live under this roof, they better carry their own weight. Am I right, Eddie?" They guy he addressed looked at us with sympathy.
"They just got here, give them a break. New girl doesn't owe you nothin'."
"Am I right?" Gabe repeated, a bit of malice behind his voice.
"Fine." Percy dug his change out of his pocket and put it on the table.
"The girl too." Gabe looked at me. His mud colored eyes were beady, and I could tell he knew I had some money.
"Hell no. I don't owe you anything. You couldn't get money out of me if it grew out my ass." I flicked the man off and followed Percy.
"You're gonna lose with those cards anyway." I smiled over my shoulders. We ended up in his room and he regarded me with some respect.
"Nice job standing up to him there." He smiled.
"Naw it's easy when you deal with them on the streets, all bark no real bite. I could take his ass down easily." You learn to survive on the streets. I taught myself kickboxing and some aikido from books I read at the library, just for self-defense. I needed it when I had a box to my name. It was then that I remembered Grover. Poor Grover. A chill filled the room, and it felt as if something with large talons and leather like wings was looking for us. Then I heard a woman's voice.
"Percy?" She opened his bedroom door. The chill melted away and I felt safe, and warm.
"Oh Percy! I can't believe it! You've grown since Christmas!" She hugged him tightly. I sat there, a smile forming on my face. I'd never really had family. My mom died when I was three, and I was put into foster homes until I ran away at 8. From then on I fended for myself, learning the tricks and trades of the New York slums and alleys.
"Who is this lovely young girl!" She turned to me and grabbed my hands.
"I'm Alyse, but I go by Lys. I'm a friend of Percy's. I don't have a home so he brought me with him." I could feel the blood pool in my face. I was embarrassed every time I said I didn't have a home. It wasn't something I was proud of.
"Oh honey! We'll take you in! Just ignore the smelly man downstairs." She winked at me. Percy's mom was a lovely woman, she had long brown hair with a few streaks of grey, but she didn't seem old. Her voice was sweet and held the vitality of youth. She smelled of candy shop, and it was a wonderful scent. She'd brought home with her a bag of candy, obviously she worked there. I grabbed a blue jolly rancher and sat down next to Percy on the bed.
"Honey, you look like you could use a shower." She said to me. I realized I was grubby at this point. I didn't have very many fresh clothes either, so she told Percy to lend me some. I was about the same size as he was, maybe slightly taller, so I knew they would fit. I went into the bathroom, grabbed a towel and stripped out of my dirty clothing. It felt nice to have an actually warm shower for once. My hair took the longest, it being down to my lower back. I used the shampoo and conditioner that was set for me, and felt the grime and dirt rinse away. It was so relaxing. I then stepped out and put the clothes on. They were a bit big, the shorts needing a belt, and the shirt being a bit long, but I had clean clothes so I wasn't going to complain. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I was brought back to reality.
"Hey Sally! How about some bean dip, huh?" Gabe yelled from the other room. I sighed and walked back into Percy's room. I ran a brush through my black locks (A/N: I changed the hair from brown/black to black. It makes sense) and braided it down my back. Percy was recounting the year, and how it wasn't that bad, he'd made friends, smiled at me at that point, and how it was fun at times. I added in a few things, mostly the end of the year because I didn't know him first semester. We both got silent when the school trip was brought up. For me that was a bad time because I nearly got myself killed, and I had the scar to prove I couldn't protect myself fast enough. For Percy, well I can only imagine a similar idea. When we both got quiet she put her hands on both of our shoulders.
"What? Did something scare you?" She asked, focusing extra long on my scar.
"No mom." Percy shook his head. He was lying. And I could tell he felt bad about it. Sally pursed her lips.
"I have a surprise for both of you. We're going to the beach." She smiled.
"Montauk?" Percy asked his eyes getting wider.
"Three nights-same cabin."
"When?" I asked, we hardly seemed ready to go.
"As soon as I get changed." She smiled at us.
"Family tradition. We used to go every summer, but Gabe said it was too much money." In that instant the man in question appeared in the doorway.
"Bean dip? Sally? Didn't you hear me?" He growled, glaring at us. I already knew that I hated that man. He was vile and all around nasty.
"On my way, honey! We were just talking about the trip." Sally called sweetly. She was acting, she had to be.
"The trip? You mean you were serious?" I sighed and glared at him.
"I knew it, he won't let us go." Percy muttered.
"Of course he will. Your step-father is just worried about money, that's all. Besides, Gabriel won't have to settle for bean dip. I'll make him enough seven-layer dip for the whole weekend. Guacamole. Sour cream. The works." She looked at us evenly.
"So the money for the trip…it comes out of your clothes budget right?" Gabe asked, seemingly ok with the whole idea now.
"Yes dear."
"And you won't take my car anywhere but there and back."
"We'll be very careful." Gabe scratched his chin.
"Maybe if you hurry with the seven-layer dip…and if the brats apologize for interrupting my poker game. And making me lose." He glared at me specifically, I stuck my tongue out at him. He glared at me harder, and I swore I could take him down in one move.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry I interrupted your incredibly important poker game. Please go back to it right now." Percy muttered.
"I'm sorry I pointed out your cards." I said through my teeth. Yeah sorry not sorry, even a professional couldn't have won with those cards!
"Yeah, whatever." Gabe snorted and left the room. I took a deep breath, finally able to breath regular air again and Percy and I snickered at each other.
"Thank you. Both of you. Once we get to Montauk we can talk more about what you forgot to tell me. Okay?" She said to us. Her eyes were filled with anxiety and I hoped and prayed to whatever god or gods were out there that something wasn't going on. Her smile returned a moment later and I couldn't help but smile back. Soon we were packed and getting his '78 Camaro packed. I couldn't help but admire the car. It wasn't the prettiest of cars, but I knew the engine was pure and would do the trick.
"Not a scratch on this car, brain boy. Not one little scratch." Gabe told Percy. I smirked.
"Not like he'll be driving." I said just loud enough for Percy and Gabe to hear. Another glare from the man. He lumbered back up the walkway towards the house, I flicked him off again, your classic American gesture. Percy however did something strange. He made a clawed hand over his heart then a shoving motion in the direction of Gabe. The screen door slammed shut so hard it slammed the heavy set man on the ass and sent him up the staircase. I looked at Percy then made a hasty break to the car, not wanting to be around to see what happened after. We got into the car for the drive, and as soon as it roared to life, I knew this car was going to do just fine. I was a fan of American muscle. Mostly Chevy, but if you get the mustangs engine to just the right tune, she'll sing for you. When were on our way to the south shore. I'd never been to that part of the island, but I was excited. I felt like family finally. We got to the cabin at sunset, cleaned the place then walked on the beach eating blue food. There was a story behind that, but it was mostly just to prove a point. A fire was made as soon as it got dark, and we passed around stories.
"I was walking down the street, you know minding my own business, when some small kid came running at me as if he was running from hell. His eyes were wide and he looked like he'd just had a beating. Behind him, this lumbering girl was following him, looking murderous. She told me to move and when I didn't she made like she was going to move me, but I flipped her and told the kid to run. He ran in the other direction, never saw him again. This girl stood up, not having taken too much damage. I took notice of what she was wearing. She seemed to have armor on, that shimmered in and out of view. I ignored it and went for a punch, she dodged but didn't expect my kick to her head. She went down like a sack of potatoes." I laughed at Percy's face. He was shocked. Sally just laughed and smiled at me. Percy then asked about his dad.
"He was kind. Tall, handsome, and powerful. But gentle, too. You have his black hair, and green eyes." She explained, looking nostalgic.
"You know, you look similar Lys. You have the same black hair, but your eyes and skin tone are different." She smiled at me. I got my hair from my dad, whoever he was. My mom was a blonde number, someone who had made her mistakes in the past. Oh well. My eyes were a very dark grey, and if you caught me at a bad time, the pupil seemed to take over the iris, and my eyes went black. Its odd. I didn't realize my eye color WAS an eye color. My skin was naturally pale. I didn't burn though, which was nice.
"I wish he could see you Perc. He would have been so proud."
"How old was I? When he left?" Percy asked.
"He was only with me for one summer. Right at this beach, at this cabin.
"But he knew me as a baby." Percy protested. I sadly looked at the fire, the way it moved and grew then shrank back away from the wind that threatened to blow it out. I put my hand just beyond the reach, feeling its warmth. That was the thing about fire, it was warm, but it keeps you at bay. Not letting you get close to it, in case you got burned.
"Are you going to send me away again? To another school?" Percy asked. That question jarred me from my thoughts. If he went off to school, I'd be back on the streets.
"I don't know, I think we'll have to do something."
"Because you don't want me around?" Percy asked. He seemed to want to take that back as soon as it was said. Sally's eyes welled with tears.
"Oh Percy no! I…I have to honey. For your own good."
"Because I'm not normal." He grit through his teeth.
"You say that as if it's a bad thing Percy. But you don't realize how important you are! I thought Yancy would be far enough away that you would be safe." She said, wiping the tears from her face. Far enough away? Safe? Wouldn't he be safer at home with his parent? You know, out of other peoples reach? I had a hard time understanding what safe meant for Sally. I'd had odd experiences as a kid. When I was in my first foster home, they found me playing with dead animals as if it were normal, they sent me back. In my second home, I told a kid in school that his dog was going to die, when it was pets day. That next week, it was hit by a car. Then there was all the people that seemed to follow me. I would have people follow me to school until they called the cops on them. I'd been kicked out of more schools for these things than I'd like to remember.
"I tried to keep you as close to me as I could, they told me that was a mistake. But there is only one other option, the place your father wanted me to send you. I just couldn't do it." She said hesitantly.
"My father wanted me to go to a special school?"
"Not a school. A summer camp." My first thought was how could a summer camp help? Was it like one of those bible camps where they sang bible songs and did crafts that related to that religion and put on plays? Was it like a tutoring thing? What was that?
"I'm sorry Percy. I can't talk about it. I would lose you if I sent you there." Sally said, understanding Percy's, and my own, confusion.
"For good? Its only summer camp?" I asked. She turned to the fire and didn't respond. That night I had the same dream as before, except I was closer to the voice than I had been before. I woke up to the stormiest weather I'd seen yet. The weather had been crazy since winter, and this was even worse.
"Hurricane?" Percy asked, having heard his mom say it. There was a pounding on the door, and a voice I thought I knew. Sally threw the door open, and reviled Grover standing in the doorway. Well…mostly Grover.
"Searching all night. What were you thinking?" Sally looked at him in terror. Not of him though, of what he'd come for.
"Percy, Lys, what didn't you tell me about school." Sally shouted to be heard.
"O Zeu kai alloi theoi!" Grover yelled.
"Its behind me! Didn't you tell her?" I wasn't focusing on his English though. I was focused on his ancient greek. He'd sworn. I also was more focused on the fact that Grover went from boy to satyr in the course of a day.
"Tell me!" Sally yelled. Percy and I then started stammering about what had happened, and how I got my scar, and I mentioned creatures while Percy wasn't sure what they were. Over the course of our babbling, Sally turned pale as death. I've seen death, I knew what it looked like.
"Get into the car, all of you! Go now!" She shouted tossing rain jackets at us and grabbing her purse. I followed Percy out the door and watched as Grover trotted for the car. When he walked he limped, but when he ran he was fast. Where his feet should be, were hooves. Finally Sally got into the car, Grover and I in the backseat, and Percy in front.
"You guys know each other?" Percy asked. I looked between Grover and Sally.
"Not exactly. We never met in person, but she knew I was watching you. I ended up watching you too Lys."
"Watching us?" I asked.
"Keeping tabs on you. Making sure you were ok. Originally Gabriella was watching you, but since you started to gravitate towards me she backed off. Don't think that I was faking a friendship. I'm your friend." He reassured us.
"What are you, exactly?" Percy asked, it was my turn to talk.
"He is a satyr." I answered.
"Woah like the myths that Mr. Brunner talked about?" He asked.
"Were the old ladies myths? Or Mrs. Dodds?" Grover responded.
"You admit there was a Mrs. Dodds?!" I demanded. I could care less about the rest of their conversation I was more focused on remembering exactly what happened.
"Who I am? What does that mean?" Percy asked, looking between his mom and Grover.
"Percy, now is not the time, we have to get you both to safety.
"Safety from what? What is chasing us?" I asked.
"Oh nobody much. Just the lord of the dead and a few of his minions." Grover said a bit miffed because Percy called him a donkey.
"Grover!" Sally scolded. I started focusing on what he'd said though. Lord of the Dead…as in…Hades? Why would Hades be chasing after us? What have we done? Then I remembered the dreams. His Helm? What is so important that he is sending someone after us?
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"The summer camp I told you about." Sally responded tightly.
"The place you didn't want me to go?" Percy pointed out.
"Please this is really hard to explain. You're in danger."
"Because some ladies cut yarn." I said incredulously.
"Those weren't ladies. Those were the fates. Do you know what it means-the fact that they appeared in front of you? They only do that when you're about to…when someone's about to die." Grover amended himself.
"Whoa, you said you." Percy pointed out. They then got into an argument about what "you" meant. They were interrupted by a jerk of the wheel in an attempt to avoid something. A dark shape then lost in the storm. It looked huge from what I could see. There was a boom, a jaw-rattling noise, and the car exploded. I could feel the air around me blow, and I knew that I was somewhat air-born in my seat. I scraped myself off the roof of the car. We were upside down.
"Lys! Percy!" Sally shouted.
"I'm okay…" I muttered. I wasn't dead, no one was, I could feel that much. And our car hadn't actually exploded. We swerved into a ditch. I looked next to me and tried to shake Grover awake. He muttered something about food and I knew he was ok for now. Somehow when I touched him I could almost feel his energy. Like his life energy. He was alive, but dazed, and he'd live if I got him away from the seat. I unbuckled him and he crashed to the roof. I looked out one of the windows. There was a huge guy, walking towards us. He was bulky and fuzzy on his top half. He looked like he had horns. I was going to ask who that was but was interrupted.
"Percy, Lys, Grover get out of the car." Sally said, dead serious. I looked around me, all the doors were too damaged to go out. I had an idea then.
"Grover! Get your furry ass up here now!" I yelled at him. He was jolted from his moaning and climbed forward as best as he could.
"Lay down on the roof, feet towards the windshield. When I say go, you kick your side, I'll kick mine." I instructed. Car companies made windshields so that they could be forcefully removed in a time when no other exit is an option.
"Ok…GO!" I yelled, kicking down with my feet as hard as I possibly could. Grover did the same, and soon we had successfully removed the pane of glass. I climbed out first, avoiding some broken glass. Grover second and finally Percy and his mom.
"See that big tree?" Sally asked me. I nodded, and Percy looked around wildly.
"That's the property line. Get over that hill and you'll see a big farmhouse in the valley, don't look back just run. Yell for help. Don't stop until you reach the door." She told us, turning back to the person following us.
"Mom! You're coming with us you have to!" When she looked at him sadly I knew that she wasn't going to. Percy protested, but I grabbed his wrist and dragged him after me. Something that I realized about our relationship is that we are constantly dragging one or the other person away from something, or to something. I looked back briefly, noticing that the fuzzy mass was the head and the horns were horns.
"He doesn't want me. He wants you both. I can't follow anyway. Now go!" She yelled. That was when Percy decided to grow a pair and be a gentleman. I would have waited until my ass was saved before I became a gentleman but he had to. He grabbed his mom and ran towards the hill. She protested but he held strong and we ran. I knew who we were dealing with as soon as the lightning, which I had been ignoring up until this point, flashed in front of me and illuminated the creatures features. We were being chased by a freaking Minotaur!
"That's…" Percy started to say but his mom interrupted him.
"Pasiphae's son. I wish I'd known how badly they want you both dead…"
"But he's the Min-"
"Don't say his name. Names have power." I noticed that the tree wasn't close enough, we weren't in the safe zone yet. Then I looked behind us. The bull man was sniffing our car. I remembered that the sight and hearing are terrible on the creature, and that scent is what it relied on. The monster grabbed Gabe's Camaro, which was bad, until it threw it and made it worse and bellowed in rage. This is when I decided to go noble.
"Percy. Trade shirts with me." I instructed. The boy looked about as willing to trade as he was to kiss me, but after his mom understood what I meant she urged him.
"You seem to be more of a target than I am. You guys run, I will distract him. Plus, I can take him." I smirked, trying to show Percy the confidence he needed to keep moving.
"Lys, when he see's you he will charge. Wait until the last second, then jump out of the way-directly sideways. He-"
"Can't change directions well once in full motion. Same as a bull." I finished. She looked grateful that I understood. Another bellow, and I knew he'd smelled us. We hadn't stopped running, and the tree was a few more yards.
"Percy go! Take Grover with you, I will help Lys!" Percy looked like he didn't want to separate from us, so I gave him my best death glare, and we could feel some of the earth shake. He got the picture. As he and Grover ran I turned to Sally. She gave me a weak smile, and I knew she had a plan. I wasn't sure I wanted to know what it was. I watched the man carefully, and even though I was nervous, I held my ground until I could lunge to the side. And lunge I did. Sally did the same in the other direction, and rather than let it follow me she distracted it and made it follow her.
"NO!" I heard Percy yell behind me.
"Run Percy, Lys! I can't go any farther. Run!" All I could do was stand in fear. The bull-man charged her again, and as she tried to sidestep the monster had learned his lesson. He grabbed Sally by the neck. As I watched she struggled and kicked at the monster.
"MOM!" Percy yelled again. She wasn't looking at him though, she was looking at me. Her eyes told me everything. Take him and go. I will be fine. She said. I couldn't help but believe her. Then she shouted her last word.
"GO!" With an angry roar the Minotaur closed his fists around Sally's neck. Rather than seeing something gruesome, she burst into a golden form, and with a flash, she was gone. Something bubbled inside me. I can say for sure that I'd never seen that in my life, but the feeling of recognition flashed before my confusion. People don't burst into gold light then disappear. They break, and crumple. I'd seen it.
"NO!" I could feel the anger behind me as Percy ran up next to me. He'd taken his raincoat off and was waving it about as if he were an untrained matador. Then he ran to one side and taunted the creature. I could tell he was having a stupid idea, I'd seen the same look when he lobed a piece of mystery meat into the hair of some red headed bully. He put his back to the pin tree and waited for the bull, thinking he would jump out of the way. But it didn't happen. I had charged in, feeling a sudden burst of energy and leapt onto the creatures back, holding onto his horns for dear life. How I made it onto his back in one jump, or how Percy was able to flip over him, in a sudden adrenaline induced acrobatic ability, I couldn't explain. We both were holding on, and he slammed into the tree. He tossed and turned trying to throw us off, but we both held on, to each other, and to him. Grover chose this time to go incoherent.
"Food!" He moaned. Apparently he'd hit his head too hard and was now deciding to let us know. That was the cue for the monster. It turned towards him and was about to charge when Percy grabbed my waist in one arm, and with his legs and his arms threw us both off of its back. We both took a horn with us. With a scream, the bull-man used his back to launch us farther, and as I fell I rolled, and came up kneeling. Percy didn't have such luck. He landed on a rock. I knew he wasn't going to be getting up soon, so I did what felt natural. I placed myself between the Minotaur and my almost unconscious friend, and drove the horn into its side, under the ribcage. The monster then let off an agonizing roar. It clawed at its chest, and I knew it was close to being defeated. It was beginning to turn to sand, like Mrs. Dodds. And with one final roar, it was gone. I was suddenly exhausted. My breath was harder to catch and I was the only one in the group who wasn't suffering some major head injury. I summoned up the rest of my strength and grabbed Grover first, then Percy. Both boys were leaning heavily on my shoulders, and I knew I was going to have a hard time getting to the farmhouse. The earth rumbled a little bit, causing me to stumble forward. I had a strange thought that the ground was trying to help me. Like a parent nudging their child forward as they take their first steps. I smiled slightly and continued on. I seeing as I had no hands to knock on the door, I used my boot. The door came bursting open, and a few hands came shooting out to help us inside. I was having a hard time staying conscious, but I refused to pass out in some place I didn't know. That was my one rule about the street, friendly roads only, not anywhere I wasn't familiar with. A familiar face flashed in front of me, but I was slightly out of it and couldn't put a name to the face. Then one more.
"Percy…hit his head…concussion. Grover…same." I managed to get out through my greatly disoriented state.
"Get them nectar and ambrosia. They need to heal. Give the boy's beds, Annabeth if you aren't going to help, please do not just stand there. Gabriella, please assist Alyse, Luke, help Percy." The man's voice came in through the suddenly cloudy room. I felt a straw get pushed to my lips, and instinctually I allowed myself to drink. The taste shook me from my stupor, and I blinked away the fog. The drink tasted like hot chocolate, something I would get in one of my favorite foster homes, before I screwed everything up.
"Gabby?" I asked, knowing I'd heard correctly.
"Hey Lys. Hows it shakin'." My best friend from Yancy smiled at me. Her brown hair was pulled back, and I realized she looked happier, and healthier here. She seemed less stressed than she was before.
"Obviously I've been better." I muttered.
"Aww we can fix that now that you're here, my favorite lock picker." She smiled at me. I looked her up and down, she was the same as always, and didn't have goat legs.
"If you were supposed to be watching over me, then does that make you a satyr like Grover?" I asked. She shook her head.
"No. I'm a Muse." I glanced at her confused.
"How can you be one of the Muses? Which one?" I remember that each of them had a domain, like love poetry or dance, but I didn't think that they still existed.
"I am the new Muse of History." She smiled at me. It all made sense now how she was so interested in breaking into the museum, she was actually wanting to see the relics. I shook my head chuckling.
"Naturally. So there are other Muses?" She nodded as if I'd asked a stupid question, which I probably did.
"Of course there are. My sisters and I live here." She looked around the room. It was big, and there was a lot of pictures of what looked like campers there. Some wore armor, some had different weapons in their hands, others were sitting by campfires.
"Alyse Duane. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood." I heard a familiar voice behind me. I turned and couldn't help the laugh that burst from my mouth.
"Mr. Brunner." I said, a smile plastered to my face.
"I prefer the name Chiron." He smiled at me. I looked him over then, to see that he wasn't in fact a crippled old man as I thought he was. He was probably 16.22 hh, and was a strong looking Centaur.
"Of course you do." I returned absently, looking him over. This day was getting weirder and weirder. I went over to where Percy was and watched the steady rise and fall of his chest.
"I'm glad he's ok." I said. Chiron placed his hand on my shoulder, a gesture he's done for a year, and smiled down at me.
"You have had a long journey. It is time for you to rest." I nodded, knowing that I was safer now. I liked knowing that Gabby was not far away. I knew I was safe here. I went to one of the available beds and sat down, feeling the exhaustion I'd felt earlier. It wasn't long until I'd fallen asleep.
Thats all folks! So I hope you liked it, it was a longer chapter, but thats alright, I like keeping them long. Next chapter I'm thinking might be less dialog, because its all tour and stuffs but we shall see. I hope you guys pick up the references to people in the chapter, cause they are there. Also this is following the books, not the movies in case no one noticed, so we will see. Am I the only one who is excited that Nathan Fillion is playing Hermes in Sea of Monsters? No? Yes? Cause that's freaking awesome! Btw if you don't know who she is by now, Then read again and again till you figure it out. I thought this was deleted to be honest, cause my computer froze up and needed to be shut down, and I'd forgotten if I saved it, luckily I did! Thank you paranoia. I've had it before where it wasn't saved, and that was back when I typed everything online rather than just edit here...well I learned my lesson! Cool, soooo read on!