Piper's Musings on a Chariot Flying at the Speed of Light
A.N: Here comes Piper's POV.
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"So there was another child of the big three?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't we know about this?"
"Never mind, the plot marches on"
"But that doesn't make sense"
"Deal with it" *puts on sunglasses*
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Piper's POV
Piper felt a sense of foreboding. "Dear god," she thought, " it's starting."
Just like the dream said.
But now, standing in the back of a chariot, that wasn't even the part she was worrying about; now she felt like she was alone.
What if all her memories were fake? What if she was never friends with Reyna, or Leo? What if, she shuttered, the dream was right? What if she was all alone and had no reason to fight. What if what the dream said was really the best option? What if it is the only way to save her dad?
"A best friend you never had and a boy you never liked?" Taunted the giant, "Would you really sacrifice your father for them?"
She shoved away the thought; it wasn't the right thing to do. She couldn't lead them to their deaths, even if they weren't friends before.
Leo spit a pegasus feather out of his mouth and asked, "Where are we going?"
"Camp Half-blood," said Butch, "The only safe place for kids like us."
"Half-blood," Piper gritted through her teeth, "Is that some sort of sick joke?" She hated that word. She'd been called it enough times, half Cherokee, half white, and it was a derogatory term. She was half white and half native american. People hurled the term half blood her way because they thought she didn't belong anywhere. She glared at the boy.
"He means half god, half mortal," said Reyna, "Like a demigod."
"Wow, you seem pretty comfortable with this," asked Percy, looking impressed, "When Chiron told me I was a demigod, I told him he was crazy, but you seem to know a lot."
He paused a moment, with a nostalgic look, "You remind me a bit of Annabeth, her mom's Athena, goddess of wisdom."
"Who's your parent?" asked Reyna.
"Poseidon," he said, "Butch's mom is Iris, goddess of rainbows."
Leo laughed, "Dude, your mom's the goddess of rainbows?"
"You got a problem with that?" asked the son of Iris, glaring.
"Rainbows, very macho," laughed Leo.
"Butch is great with the pegasi," said Percy.
"Rainbows, ponies," said Leo, busting up.
"I will throw you off this chariot," threatened Butch.
"One of my best friends is a pegasus," said Percy, "Pegasi are very manly." There came the whiny of a horse.
"Thanks Blackjack," said Percy.
Leo's eyes darted between the pegasus and Percy in shock and confusion. Lighting flashed, and the chariot swerved.
"You think that we're," Piper said, before being cut off by Leo.
"Left wheel's on fire," he shouted. The chariot was surrounded by the venti, but they didn't just look like the evil angels they'd seen before, some of them looked like stallions. It was weird, but Piper wasn't going to question it. She was in a chariot pulled by pegasi. She could handle the fact that some storm spirits looked like horses. Butch flicked the reins, the pegasi put on a burst of speed, and the light around them blurred, like switching to light speed in Star Wars. She wondered for a moment if that was happening, but her vision went black.
When it returned to normal, she saw the expanse of a gray-blue ocean and green forests covered in snow. Below them was a valley that seemed to be in a state of perpetual spring.
There were Greek style buildings, and a blue mansion. Before she could process the information, the wheels fell off the chariot and it started to fall out of the sky.
"Shit," cursed Butch, "Percy, we're losing control!"
"Aim for the lake!" he yelled. Before she knew it she was underwater, in the shocking cold. This would be a pathetic way to die.
She was so disoriented, she didn't know which way was up. Faces with glowing yellow eyes and dark flowing hair started to pull her up to the surface.
Percy, Butch and Leo were already on the beach, and Reyna came up a moment after. Leo was wrapped in a fuzzy blanket and Butch was cutting the harnesses off the pegasi. Someone helped Piper to her feet, and took a big bronze leaf blower to her, and poof, she was dry. The wreckage of the chariot was tossed from the lake onto the shore.
An attractive and irritated looking blonde boy yelled, "Percy! I said you could borrow the chariot, not destroy it!"
"Sorry," he said shrugging, "I'll get it fixed." Will glared at the decimated chariot, and then glanced at Leo, Piper and Reyna.
"Are these the ones?" he asked, "Way older than thirteen, why haven't they been claimed yet?"
"What is claiming?" asked Piper.
"Any sign of Annabeth?" asked Will.
"No," Percy said, sighing. The other camper's excitement deflated.
A large, muscular girl with a bandana on her head grimaced, like the situation brought back some painful memories. Piper didn't know who Annabeth was, but she seemed to be a big deal here at camp. A girl stepped forward, tall, Asian, her dark hair in ringlets, and perfect makeup. She somehow managed to make the jeans and t-shirt look glamorous. The girl sized up the three of them, but decided that none of them were worthy of attention. Piper knew this girl's type, and she knew that they would be the worst of enemies.
"Well," she said "I hope they were worth the trouble, because they certainly don't appear to be."
"Gee thanks," said Leo, "I didn't know that we were your new pets."
"How about you give us some answers before you start judging us," said Reyna, her glare boring into the girl.
"Reyna," said Percy, "We'll answer your questions, but right now we're all pretty clueless, and Drew, just stop."
"We didn't ask to be brought here," Piper asserted.
"Nobody wants you, hon," said Drew, "Does your hair always look a rat that happened to crawl onto your head?" Piper stepped forward, ready to smack her, but Percy said, "Don't Piper."
Piper did. She wasn't afraid of Drew, but she didn't want Percy as an enemy. The buff girl deflated a bit more when she heard that, she seemed anxious to watch the two to fight.
"We'll get them each a guide, and hopefully they'll be claimed tonight at the campfire," Percy said.
"What is claiming?" asked Piper. Everyone gasped as a flaming hammer appeared over Leo's head.
"That's claiming," replied Percy.
"What'd I do," Leo said, backing towards the lake, '"Is my hair on fire? My hair's on fire, isn't it?" He ducked, but the image continued moving above his head, like he was trying to write something with a sparkler.
"This isn't good," said Butch, shaking his head, "The curse."
"Not helping, dude," said Percy, "Leo, you've just been claimed by.."
"Vulcan," interrupted Reyna. All eyes turned to her.
"Uh," Percy replied, "I think Vulcan's a character from Star Trek. That hammer thing above his head means that Leo is a son of Hephaestus, god of blacksmiths and fire."
"Will," asked Percy, "Could you take Leo on a tour, introduce him to his cabin mates and stuff."
"I'm not a Vulcan," asserted Leo, covering his elfish ears.
"Come on Mr. Spock," said Will putting a hand on Leo's shoulder and directing him to the cabins, "I'll explain to you the way of the demigod."
"Clarisse," asked Percy, "Would you take Piper on a tour, help her find a weapon?"
"Fine," said the buff girl, "Come on, newbee."
"And don't shove her head in any toilets!" he yelled.
"Fine!" she said, slightly less excited than she'd been to begin with.
"I'll show you the camp newbee," said Clarisse, "And help you find a weapon. The Ares cabin has the best anyways."
A.N: I love Clarisse. You'll be seeing more of her, because I think that she, Piper, and Reyna would be great friends.
