Comeback of the titans
Ok guys and girls guess whose back! I kept my promise to myself and you people that I would try to add a new chapter daily. I know it's late and you probably won't read it until tomorrow but it is a Friday night and being a night bird, I'm the most inspired when the sun goes down (le' gasp maybe I'm Cameron from twitches!) so please expect it to come to you around this time each night.
To stripedshades... I want to thank you for being my very first favorite, follower for both me as a writer and my story *grins for you a thousand times*
To GreatRuleTheWeb… thanks for being my first reviewer. Not what I expected from my first review, but I agree punctuation is important and I thank you for noticing.
A million thanks, hugs, and kisses for all of you that favorited, followed, commented, or even read this means a lot to me.
Lastly, I apologize. When I said nine I meant the seven plus the Stoll brothers, but must have forgotten to add their names of the people who volunteered. My bad!
Now, on to the story!
Still Percy's POV…
As I and all the other demigods ran to pack to be ready to leave in thirty minutes. I of course didn't have much to pack and I bet five drachmas that the others didn't either. We demigods learn to pack light (you can't really afford to be carrying four suitcases when you are mostly going to have to fight for your life.) I quickly dumped two changes of clothes, which included both another orange camp half-blood t-shirt and my purple SPQR shirt from the roman camp, into my back pack. Along with a baggie full of ambrosia, and a sack with mortal money, drachmas, and some odd collection of silver, gold, and bronze coins that I could only assume was wizard money. You know, just your average demigod supplies. I then headed up half-blood hill to Thalia's tree where I saw Argus, our many eyed security guard. I waited with Annabeth and Thalia for the rest to arrive. We waited in silence, Thalia glaring at the pine tree with enough loathing to burn a hole in its trunk.
I smiled wearily at Annabeth, "So here we are again, huh wise girl?"
She laughed lightly at that, "Yeah seaweed brain. Can't the world stay safe long enough for, I don't know, a daughter of Athena to have a date with her special idiot hero?"
I mock gasp at that, falling easily into our usual banter. "You really think I'm a hero? That means the sky to me!"
"Just don't ask me to hold it for you"
"Wouldn't dream of adding another grey streak to your beautiful grey hair."
"Now you're just flirting."
"That's my job sweetheart." I winked.
"Ugh if I have to see one more mushy smile I think I'm gonna puke." Nico insisted, come to say goodbye. The others had finally joined us.
"C'mon we have to get to the airport before our plane takes off." Piper announced. Whoa whoa whoa. Wait a minute. Plane?! I paused, and stared in shock. I'm not getting on any plane. Now I know what you're thinking, the great Percy Jackson is scared of a little plane? But you would be too if every time you get on a plane you just know that Zeus is going to knock you out of the air so fast that you don't even remember what the sky looked like. Annabeth looks like she's about to say something to relax me, when Leo grabs my arm and starts dragging me to the van.
"Let's go surfer dude. You're the one who demanded we get there fast and the only way to do get to Britain fast is to either go shadow traveling, or plane ride. Our shadow guy is kinda out of juice" he promptly glances at Nico who just glares at him, "so plane's the only option we've got." I understood I just didn't like it. It was moving out of my home turf and into enemy territory.
"C'mon kelp head. Do you really think Dad would do something to the plane with Jason and me inside?" Yes I thought you guys can fly, I can't fly! But I kept this to myself, trying not to seem as much of a coward as I have already shown. I was the leader; I could survive one measly plane ride.
I did survive, but I have most definitely have had a more peaceful travel. Every little bit of turbulence scared the holy hades out of me, and I'm pretty sure Zeus was doing it just to mess with me. Stupid stuck up gods. (It's true so don't you thunder your clouds at me Zeus! No Annabeth I don't have a death with I just don't want to be a game piece for the bunch of jerks upstairs.) One completely terrifying air ride later, I was in the British airport when I saw what I assumed was the people who would show us around the wizarding world. Chiron had told us to look for the Weasleys, and judging by the odd clothes they were wearing like they didn't know how to dress like mortals, and the sign that, if I didn't have dyslexia I assume would read all of our names. There were five people in the group waiting for us. Three red heads that I guessed where related, one older, balding man, one tall, gangly teenage guy, and one pretty girl with the same flaming hair as the others. Next to them was a skinny boy with untamed black hair and emerald eyes, and a slightly pretty girl, if you ignore the bushy mane of brown hair. When had the same intelligent look that I often saw in Annabeth's eyes that made me think that they would get along famously or there would be full on world war three on who was the smartest.
The older guy smiled and introduced all of them, "Hello, I'm Arthur Weasley, these are my children Ron and Ginny. This is Harry Potter and Hermione Granger." All of us looked at the black haired kid. So this was the person we were sent to protect. I can see why, he's not very big.
"C'mon then, my wife Molly is eager to see you. She insisted you stay with us at the burrow." We glanced at each other and shrugged. Following the wizards, we climbed into the magically enlarged car and headed for the burrow.
When we arrived, we were surrounded by utter chaos. Naturally we fell in love with the Weasley home immediately; it was like camp in the sense that there was never a still moment in that crooked house. Chickens were running amok around the yard, and two identical flaming haired twins were doing something to one of the old wild bushes with such mischievous looks on their faces that the Stolls looked at the obvious prank with longing. The dishes were doing themselves in the kitchen and the knitting needles doing their own job while Mrs. Weasley chopped vegetables to add to a big pot on the stove. She smiled and each of us was enveloped in a big warm hug that kinda made me miss my mom. She told us to head up the stairs where we were to find our rooms. The Stolls and Leo were to share the room with the Weasley twins, Frank, Jason, and I shared a room with Ron and Harry, and the girls joined Hermione in Ginny's room. As we climbed the ever twisting stairs to our rooms, we thought about the family we already seemed to found in the burrow.
Of course like always, comment, favorite, follow, etc. Let me know what you think. Who should my next point of view be? Maybe Harry? Should I stick with Percy? And do you think everyone should just know they are demigods or should our favorite golden trio get too nosey and find out? I will write on the most common comment. So please write to me I'd love to read your opinion! Thanks, and until next time wizards, witches, and demigods alike.