Chapter 3
I'm back! Sorry, I went to a wedding out of state and didn't have Wi-Fi. Now I'm bogged down with make-up work. Sooo failed that algebra 2 test... Anyway, thanks for reading and for being patient. Sorry for any errors, I try to fix them but I don't always catch all of them. :(
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Disclaimer: -In a dark corner growing mushrooms- Percy Jackson doesn't belong to me. -sobs pathetically-
"What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams."
― Werner Herzog
Chapter 3
We had received the letter a week ago. There was still no sign of our dads. We tried calling them, but no one answered. I don't know what TL stands for, Nico said it was Taco Lover, but they were obviously not playing around.
Personally, I wanted to go look for them. They needed help, we shouldn't be standing here twiddling our thumbs.
Sadly Jason, the voice of reason, talked me down from going on a man hunt for 'Taco Lover'. We don't even know where to start. We don't know who has them, where they are, or if the note is even telling the truth. I hated when he was right.
Right now we were sitting in a café. I think it was called Jumpstart or something. (A/N: Anyone get it?) We were sipping on our coffee while Jason looked up more cases for us. The last one had been a bust. It was just some prankster on a caffeine overload.
"Hey, what about this one?" Jason's voice broke the silence.
Nico set his cup down and looked at the screen. I trained my eyes on his computer, trying to see what he found. It looked promising.
"Weird lights have been spotted by several locals and tourists at Lake Eustis in Florida. Apparently at night you can see the lights over the lake."
"What do you think it could be?" Nico questioned.
"Strange lights? Might be a will-o'-wisp. They're usually the cause of weird lights near lakes." Jason responded.
I chuckled softly as Nico let out a loud groan. I should probably explain. Nico doesn't really get along with will-o'-wisps. The things have a personal vendetta against the guy. Every time we've ran across one, they seem to go straight for our resident death-boy. Every time we investigate one of these cases, Nico gets to go for a swim in the lake, courtesy of our target.
They just hate the guy with a passion. I feel kind of bad for him, but at the same time it's hilarious. Imagine a young man, dressed in all black with a touch me and I'll kill you look permanently on his face, being attacked by a small ball of light. Just think about. His arms flailing everywhere, the glowing ball attacking him like some ticked off bumble bee. Or maybe a lightning bug. And then picture him stumbling backwards and falling into the water with a comical shriek.
Yep. We are so going. I could use a good laugh.
Nico was glowering on one of the couches in the back of the RV. He wasn't a very happy camper at the moment. Apparently he wasn't thrilled at the idea of a rematch with a will-o'-wisp. I couldn't fathom why.
Jason was in the driver's seat, his eyes trained on the road. I had shotgun and was currently fiddling with the radio. I blame my ADHD; I have trouble staying still for too long.
We had been driving for a couple hours, luckily Florida wasn't that far from where we were, when I saw a sign that said 'Welcome to Eustis!' We had agreed to ask around some; hopefully we could get some more information on what was happening.
We parked in the bottom of the parking lot at a Walmart and filed out of the vehicle. We had agreed to split up and meet in three hours at the RV with any information we had found. After a brief good luck from Jason we were on our way.
I quickly learned that people named Joe are very talkative. (Sorry to any Joes out there!)
"I've never seen anything like it! I was just minding my own business, then bam, there were these crazy floating lights! Our maybe it was just one. That doesn't matter! The point is, it was freaky. It was just this ball of yellow light. It just buzzed around the surface of the lake, minding its own business. I about wet my pants! You believe me, right? I'm not making this stuff up!" Joe ranted, raking a hand through his dusty brown hair.
"Don't worry, I believe you. That sounds pretty incredible." I reassured him.
"That's a relief. People are calling me crazy, saying I was hallucinating or something. I wasn't, I know I wasn't!"
"Thanks for sharing with me. I appreciate it."
I was ready to leave, he obviously didn't have anything else. I could tell he was one of those people that could stray completely off topic and go on for hours. I didn't have the time or patience for that at the moment.
"Thank you for your time Joe, I need to meet up with my friends now." I said hurriedly.
"Anytime Mr. Jackson! I'm glad you were eager to listen!"
I quickly shook his hand and left.
I talked to three other people after that. They all said similar things; glowing lights around the lake. Some said there were a couple, most said there was only one. It didn't leave the lake. If we were lucky, it would be peaceful.
We were rarely lucky.
I met Jason and Nico back at the RV after the three hours were up. We swapped the information that we had collected and decided that we were right.
We were definitely dealing with will-o'-wisps.
Nico sulked visibly when we stated this.
It was dark outside when we arrived at the lake, probably around 9:30. Nico was still grumbling about stupid psycho lights and not wanting to go swimming. We promptly ignored him.
We stood on the lake shore, gazing out onto the lake. Nothing.
We sat there for about thirty minutes when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A bright yellow light.
I nudged Jason in the arm, who then prodded Nico. We all looked, and sure enough, there was a small ball of yellow light floating lazily above the lake. We shared a look before I took out riptide, my specialized hunter gun. Carefully, I aimed it at the light.
I pulled the trigger.
The celestial bronze beam shot towards the light without a sound, missing by a hair.
The light stopped moving, most likely shocked. It must have snapped out of it, because it came streaking towards us a couple seconds later.
Nico tensed as it got closer, obviously waiting for it to charge at him like some sort of bull that had seen a red flag. It reached the shore, and unsurprisingly, headed straight for death boy.
The ball flew in rapid circles around my cousin's head, knocked him in the skull, and then flew a couple feet away from us. Nico was flailing his arms and cursing like a sailor, and Jason and I were laughing our asses off.
The will-o'-wisp hovered a couple feet from us, obviously irate. Then it did something we had never seen before.
The small ball glowed brightly and started to grow bigger. It kept growing until it had taken a human like shape and was about two inches shorter than my 6ft. stature. It stopped glowing, revealing a 20 year old guy wearing a light blue hoodie and blue jeans in the place of the will-o'-wisp.
A very angry guy.
He ran a hand jerkily through his sunny blonde hair, his sky blue eyes flashing indignantly.
"What the hell was that for?" he bellowed.
Done! I wonder who that could be... Not really, its pretty obvious. ;) At least I think so... Anyways, chapter 4 is already done, I'll post it when chapter 5 is done. :)
I have really bad luck, I sprained my knee yesterday... Dang you luck, you have thorted me again! Oh well... -_-
Until next time,
Sfrostwolf
