Devon's POV:
Wow. Can't wait til' tonight, Capture the Flag will be a piece of cake. But for now, I guess it'll be nice to look around the cabin, I just noticed that I haven't seen this room, especially when Percy lived in it. I walked around the room, realizing that Percy's possessions were still here. His photos and memories, pictures of Annabeth and him, a blonde guy and his sister, I think was called Thalia? And then a big group picture, of a muscular Chinese-looking-Canadian guy, a girl with dark skin, a guy with ruffled hair and has his hands/face dirty (I'm guessing that's a son of Hephaestus), a beautiful brunette haired girl but looks like a tomboy, a blonde hair guy with some SPQR tattoo on his arm, Annabeth, and Percy. Some kind of reunion, huh. Then I look at the fountain with the golden drachmas, what if I could see what Percy is doing right now, and inform Annabeth of his well-being? That may be a bad idea, he may be doing something private, or whatever.
I open the closet. 5 orange camp T-shirts, other shirts, jeans, shoes, and etc. There's gotta be something interesting in here. I open a drawer with weird items, including a minotaur horn. He must've done many quests, no wonder he's so popular here. If I did as many quests as him, I could be worthy of being popular too, haha. A thought returns to me, hmm...
I flip a golden drachma, "O, Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow, accept my offering. Show Percy, wherever he is," Percy is before me. He looks at me, and it appears that he's alone somewhere. The setting behind him is so bright and beautiful looking.
"What the hell," Percy makes a face.
"I guess I Iris-messaged you at the wrong time?"
"Um, you think?"
"What're you doing? Everyone is so worried about you. And where ARE YOU!?" I might've yelled too loud because I could hear footsteps coming.
"None of your business," he winked, "How's Wise Girl?" laid-back as always, he didn't seem to care what's been happening at Camp.
"Annabeth's fine. Aren't you going to ask what's going on here?"
"If I were to do that, I would sound so anxious. But sure, if you're asking me, than, what's been going on? And, make it quick, I have to do something really important. I think one of the gods are going to camp sometime later to inform you guys about my little occasion."Percy was pretty spirited.
I knew he was hiding something, and I wanted to know. Even though I've know him for 2 hours, by his description, he's really transparent by his words and actions. "Well, Annabeth drama, I guess. I'm probably gonna make her mine, big bro. There's Capture the Flag tonight, Clarisse challenged Annabeth for it. I don't think there's anything that'll interest you, yes? What things are you hiding from us Percy?" I tried to sound cool, but I knew Percy wasn't buying it.
He looked amused. I wish I knew a weakness of Percy's. I could have used it against him. "Well, that's unusual for someone like her. Am I interested, no." He was sarcastic, oh that attitude, what would Annabeth like about that.
"Well, I've got a favor for you, I know you have to go somewhere and like, I don't know do something, but this is really quick. I'm sure it won't take much time for you. But, just this once," I was kind of pleading.
"Yeah?" Percy raised his eyebrow.
"You wanna help Annabeth with Capture the Flag? You don't have to be directly there, just help out behind the scenes, without anyone knowing, but me." I sounded sly and playful, maybe I should be more like this side of me?
"Haha, sure." Percy dropped the conversation.
I was still confused. Was that sarcasm, or a really an acceptance?
Percy's POV:
I know I'm supposed to feel responsible for my friends,but, I can't do things directly so much now, now that I have an important quest I have to focus on. The conversation with Devon is so ratchet. Like, Annabeth drama? What is that supposed to mean? Then something clicks, did he romance with her? Anger surges through me like a wire. I summon water and splash myself with it, Cool down bro, your losing it. I'm going to that Capture the Flag game. Percy, you have 12 days to finish the quest, get on with it! Maybe I'll get Perses and start tomorrow. But now, it occurs to me, where am I supposed to sleep? This is Olympus, I abandoned camp, I have nowhere to spend the night to get ready for the quest after I go to the game. I'll think it over later.
My mind goes off on its own, and I realize I've been walking carelessly around Olympus. My legs take me to an unknown room, looking inhabited. I open the door slightly, noticing how loud the door squeaks. To my surprise, Perses is there.
"Um, hi." I'm flustered. What am I supposed to say to someone so old (no offense), and well respected, and I'm expected to have to work with him.
"And your concern is?"
I can't see the titan's face besides the dark room, "Gee, thanks for the reply. Happy to work with you too."
"Well, Hero of Olympus, we're not all thrilled to spend time with mortals like you. I'm sure Kronos and the others have made that true, no? And possibly, no, actually, you're have a tough time yourself." Perses made out a smile under the shadow of the room, "Mortals are so easy to read."
"You wouldn't understand how many times demigods get that. But, by the way, did you participate in the war of Kronos, the giants, or even Gaea? Because, no one mentioned you there," My curiosity was stretched.
"Course I did, I am the Titan of Destruction, aren't I? I told everyone to keep quiet about my existence attending Gaea's war. The things I did, were behind the scenes."
"Do you hate demigods?"
"Maybe. I don't know myself, just because I'm getting along with...you..But if I'm going to be traveling with you for more than a week, I'll have to stick with your a** for awhile anyways."
Perses's voice was raspy and dark. But when I met Thanatos another quest ago, it was like hell and sweet tender at the same time. Perses's voice was like that, excluding the fact that he is not beautiful, well, you can say he can easily convince anyone to do something by his looks and voice.
"That is so nice," I blurted out in a sarcastic tone. Talk about speaking to a who-knows-how-old guy. In his time, he would have more than a million wrinkles, but with that immortal complexion, skin is just perfect. Isn't he supposed to be evil or greedy or something?
"You better be out now. I can see that you have a game to attend to? But by the way, just because I'm not killing you, doesn't mean I would want to."
His eyes met mine, those hazel red eyes, that give you a cold stone stare. Perses's eyes are only seen from the big mass dark shadow in the room. I stroll to the door, once opening the door, I realize that the room was so dark, and talking to Perses made me lose track of time, I forgot how much the sun's raze felt, back there with the chilly and depressing atmosphere.
I fish through my pocket, pulling out the sea-horse baby blue colored wand my dad game it to me earlier. Staring at it hard, I tried to concentrate on little baby sea-horses swimming through the sea through a cloud of kelp. Yea, stupid isn't it? I feel like an idiot, because nothing happened. What kind of truth is there anyways?
Annabeth's POV:
Finally, the time comes. Athena, Hecate, Hephaestus, Demeter, Artemis, and of course, the Poseidon cabins are competing against the Ares, Apollo, Hermes, Hypnos, Iris, and Dionysus cabins. I can't wait to prove Clarisse wrong.
I make an announcement to my team, "As part of the blue team, and a child of Athena, I declare a plan to get the red team's flag, and I guarantee we're going to get it tonight, I have a feeling. So here's the plan,"
*Annabeth explains the plan...cricket
"Everybody clear?"
The crowd around me cheers.
The horn sounds. And after the noise of it, everything goes wild.
People in armor are either shooting arrows, swordfighting, or using whatever their god's ability they can do at will. Glad to have the Hecate cabin, using magic to levitate rocks or sticks to maim their enemies, and the Artemis cabin was shooting arrows and using daggers and other weapons to lure off their targets, everything was going as planned.
Devon and I was fighting back to back. It reminded me of Percy and I, his great fighting skills and powers. I think Devon's powers aren't matured yet, because his are pretty weak, not to be mean.
Devon's attacks are fierce but are "messy". His techniques don't rise as much as Percy's, but I'm not trying to compare. When he tries to summons water, he makes a tiny rainstorm over someone's head, which was kind of funny.
All at once, six people surround Devon and I. I change tactics by slashing and dodging, my mind is set to try to fight two people at once with a sway of my knife. Devon guards and lunges at our enemies. But as soon as I observe the movements of our enemies, I realize they weren't from our camp, and they were really trying to kill us.
I could feel that my stamina was fading. Devon was sweating and his movements were getting sluggish. Ten minutes and we're already beat, new record. Everyone else didn't seem to notice the outsiders we were fighting. All there was,felt and heard, was Greek fire being thrown at and chariots roaring.
A spear crossed with the edge of my ear, "Dammit!" Little blood trickled down. I turn around and see Devon behind me with a pained face. A sword was etched onto his neck. The person looked as if he were to behead Devon, but was holding the stance.
"Any last words?"
One of the figures trip me with a spear with fast reflexes and holds the tip into my armor, where my heart is. I look out of the corner of my eye for any help, but everyone else was busy fighting each other. I wonder if they thought this was just a fake scene. I knew, unless changed his mind of pinning us down, we could be saved, or a miracle.
Like one of the gods answering my wish, a mini but easily felt earthquake arises and a blast of water surges through. A hurricane erupts and wind and water clash together. The water and wind drown the enemies of Annabeth and Devon. The water endlessly continue with the wind as a sidekick. Mixing and forming, icy water take place and ice spreads on the ground in a certain formation.
Everyone in awe, or either curiosity is frozen in place. Despite the mysterious doing, stunned as Annabeth and Devon, the ice continues to spread like water but forming the words, "I'm back". The game of Capture the Flag is forgotten due to the sudden mishap, instead, campers are scuttling around trying to find the cause of the happening, even though they already know whose power it could come from. It was a child of ,or him,himself, Poseidon.
Annabeth gets the attention of everyone, "GUYS! Stay where you are! It is obvious this power came from, and particularly saved us from some invaders that were attacking Devon and I-"
As Annabeth said the line, everyone gasps.
"It's fine, but we know that Percy has come back, and has saved Devon or I, or us, from them."
Percy's POV:
I was hiding behind a tree, listening to Annabeth. Still, she looked as if she were glowing. I really surprised that everyone was stunned at my sudden movements, but glad that no one found me here.
The little eruption took a lot of my energy. I decide to sneak around camp to get some ambrosia and nectar, afterall, that was an intense game of Capture the Flag, especially when my Annabeth might have gotten hurt from those *******.
**Author's note:
Sorry for the intense language, but it was kind of necessary to use the vocabulary to express the anger or expression in the characters. This chapter was pretty long, and I purposely made it like that for the delay of last chapter. But if it's really long to read, I understand. Review for suggestions, because I'm happy to accept them at reason, or review for fun :D
