A/N: I've gotten a few reviews to this, it isn't as popular as my other story for Twilight. Anyways, here's Chapter Three, for anybody that reads this. I hope you like it! Oh, and some Percabeth! :D
DISCLAIMER: Do I look like Rick Riordan to you? I do? You need to get your eyes checked, sheesh! I'm a girl!
Percy POV
Chapter Three - My Dad Has A Hissy Fit
Once we got far enough away, I called to Blackjack the Pegasus. A minute later, I heard the solid thud of wings beating the air. I looked up to see Blackjack soaring towards us. He landed gracefully in front of us.
Hey, Boss!
"Hey, Blackjack. Look, can you take one demigod and one satyr?"
'Course I can, Boss. Although, he'd better make sure his hooves aren't digging into my side!
I laughed. Grover looked at me weird. "Make sure your hooves aren't digging into his side. Or else he might throw you off." Grover's eyes widened with shock.
I shook my head then hopped onto Blackjack's sleek back. I reached down and helped Grover up quickly. "Camp Half-Blood," I told the pegasus quickly.
On it, Boss!
We took off quickly. As we soared through the clouds, I thought about what Grover had told me. Monsters, and a lot of them, popping up across the nation. Why wasn't the whole demigod population eliminated? We should've been by now with all the monsters. And that Troy boy should've been...dead. Tyson and smelled at least eight of these monsters in Forks. Why didn't they take him out? And, Grover, Tyson, and Troy had passed two. They walked right pass them and their...alive. Not that I'm complaining that my best friend, my half-brother, and another half-blood made it out alive. It's just a strange thing.
When we reached Camp, it was eerily quiet. Then, I noticed how the waves were unusually large. And, it was raining inside camp. There'd be two inches of rain tomorrow morning, according to my calculations. Oh, jeez, I sounded like Annabeth. The waves were also five feet and four-and-a-half inches larger than usual. It's weird knowing all these exact calculations.
"What's going on, Grover?" I asked as Blackjack landed.
Grover said, "I think...Poseidon's having a hissy fit."
I stared at him for a second. After the initial shock, I started laughing, I actually fell off of Blackjack.
You okay, Boss?
"Y-yeah." I spluttered out, still laughing. My dad was having a hissy fit, aw, nice one! "Haha!"
Blackjack shifted uncomfortably. Grover stumbled off quickly. As soon as Grover's weight was gone, Blackjack galloped to the stables. He was probably scared by my sudden, uncontorllable laughter. I gasped for breath and finally quit laughing. "Are you okay, Percy?" Grover asked uncertainly.
"Yes, I'm fine." I said. I sat up quickly and examined Camp. The sky was dark, actually, it was only inside Camp borders that it was dark. It seemed like everybody had just gotten up and left. There was only one light on, in the Big House. I could see a large silhouette moving around inside. By my guess, it was Chiron.
The beach was mostly water now. Almost no sand. While I was looking at the beach, I could've sworn I saw someone there.
Oh. My. Gods. That is someone! Someone is trying hard to escape the quick moving tide. "Help!" A female voice shrieked.
I scarmbled up and ran to the figure.
"Percy!" Grover said from behind me. "It's not safe!"
"I'm the son of the sea god, G-man. Whoever is out there isn't, and I've got to help." I ran on. I reached the top of the sandune, this was the closest you could get with out commiting suicide.
I scanned the water quickly for the girl I had seen before. Wait...there. Another wave crashed down, and the girl was momentarily taken out of the sea. She was spluttering, then she looked up and saw me. "Percy!" She yelled. "Help me! Ple--!" The wave crashed down and she was taken away.
No, no, no, no, no. Dad, you can't do this to me! Don't kill Annabeth!
I jumped straight into the water. I dived under and looked around desperately for Annabeth. I gathered air bubbled around me until I could safely breath. I saw her weak body floating a few yards ahead of me.
I swam over quickly, as soon as I reached her, I pulled her in.
She just laid there. She didn't move, she didn't even seem to breathing. That wasn't good, no. Please, oh, no don't be dead, Annabeth. She's been one of my best friend's since the sixth grade. She might resent me sometimes but...I loved her all the same. "Annabeth," I breather her name. Quickly, I revisited all those times my mom had taken me to those CPR classes.
I leaned down to listen for a heart beat.
It was slowing. Her heart beat was very faint, if I didn't do something, she'd be dead. I ignored to fact that we were being thrown around. We were in a safe little bubble, my dad wouldn't dear pop it and end up killing me.
I quickly did those heart pumping movements. Even if she was unconscious it was awkward where I had to put my hand.
After a few minutes, I still didn't get a response.
Oh gods. Now I had to give her mouth-to-mouth. I couldn't do this, I just couldn't. But, no, I had to do this. I had to save Annabeth.
I pinched her nose, tilted her head back, and brought our mouths together. I breathed into her. After doing this the number of times needed, she finally spluttered out a gallon of water. It seriously was a gallon of water.
She stared at me in shock for a second. "What...what happened?" She asked weakly.
I smiled a relieved smiled at her. "My Dad had a hissy fit."
A/N: Awww...cute! Okay, I'm sorry, I promised you the Cullens. The next chapter will probably be in Bella's POV, I think. But, yeah. And, if any of you are wondering. The reason Poseidon was so mad was because, well, let's just all point fingers at Zeus. :D
-CullenGirl76-
