Wassup? Well, this update is a bit sooner than anticipated, but I had so many reviews that I just kept writing and writing and, well, here I am.
This story was never supposed to be so long, but it's getting really fun to write!
I am so jealous of all you in the US, the SOM doesn't come to Australia until September...:(
Anyway, my friends and I are thinking about writing a crossover between Avengers and Percy Jackson. What do you think? It would be about two OC's and such, and we've already got a plot set up. PM me or leave a review to let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson...Annabeth Chase does! LOL
Travis took in a sharp breath as he processed what Percy had said. It didn't seem real, it didn't seem right. And Percy was probably going to die.
This is it, he thought. This is our chance to save the world.
He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he barely heard Katie say, "Hecate might be helping. Look how the cars are all veering away from the Manhattan exits, like they're getting a subconscious message to turn back."
The two, Travis and Katie, locked eyes for a moment and, for a split second, her eyes smiled at him. But he broke the connection and looked away, suddenly becoming interested in his ratty old boots.
Travis was broken out of his daze by Connor, who was elbowing him in the arm. When he got his brother's attention, he pointed to Annabeth who was glancing at Percy and drumming her fingers along the edge of the tele-sheild.
"I don't know." Annabeth huffed in reply to Katie's statement. "But somehow they've surrounded Manhattan in layers of magic. The outside world might not even realize something is wrong. Any mortals coming toward Manhattan will slow down so much they won't know what's happening."
"Like flies in amber," Jake Mason murmured.
Annabeth nodded. "We shouldn't expect any help coming in."
Percy looked around at all of the stunned, confused and often scared faces of his fellow demigods. Travis was tapping his foot in anticipation.
A new wave of determination flashed across Percy's face. "Alright," he began. "We're going to hold Manhattan."
Whispers shot throughout the cluster of demigods like wildfire. Some were in doubt: I dunno if we can do it. The odds are not in our favour. Some were in defeat: By Zeus, we're doomed. Some were in respect: He must really believe in us. But, all Travis could hear from the Aphrodite girls that were standing behind him were Oh my gods, isn't he dreamy, and Eek! Percabeth forever! And Does anyone have some nail polish I can borrow?
Silena Beaureguard, however, was silent. She tugged at her armour and voiced her thoughts. "Um, Percy, Manhattan is huge," she muttered.
"Weare going to hold it," Percy said, determined. "We have to."
"He's right," Annabeth said. "The gods of the wind should keep Kronos's forces away from Olympus by air, so he'll try a ground assault. We have to cut off the entrances to the island."
"They have boats," Michael Yew pointed out. He was right. There was no way that they'd be able to keep out Kronos' army if they were coming by boat.
Percy frowned, deep in thought. His eyes brightened and, for the first time in a long while, he had an idea.
"I'll take care of the boats," he said. Scratch that about an idea, Travis thought.
Michael frowned. "How?"
"Just leave it to me," he said. "We need to guard the bridges and tunnels. Let's assume they'll try a midtown or downtown assault, at least on their first try. That would be the most direct way to the Empire State Building. Michael, take Apollo's cabin to the Williamsburg Bridge. Katie, Demeter's cabin takes the Brooklyn-Battery Tunnel. Grow thorn bushes and poison ivy in the tunnel. Do whatever you have to do, but keep them out of there! Conner, take half of Hermes cabin and cover the Manhattan Bridge."
Connor stood up straight and saluted. "Sir, yes, sir!" he shouted. Nervous laughter ran through the crowd, but Percy just rolled his eyes.
"Travis," Percy said, looking at him. Travis' eyes brightened. What a perfect excuse for raiding that candy store… "You take the other half and cover the Brooklyn Bridge. And no stopping for looting or pillaging!"
"Awwww!" the whole Hermes cabin complained. Next to him, Connor muttered "Darn!"
Percy ignored the cries of protest and continued with instructing the rest of the clan.
"Silena, take the Aphrodite crew to the Queens-Midtown Tunnel."
"Oh my gods," one of her sisters said. "Fifth Avenue is so on our way! We could accessorize, and monsters, like, totally hate the smell of Givenchy."
"No delays," he said. He reconsidered what they said for a minute and decided, "Well . . . the perfume thing, if you think it'll work."
Six Aphrodite girls kissed him on the cheek in excitement. He seemed to lose concentration for a moment – well, who wouldn't if they were kissed by Aphrodite girls – and Annabeth was fuming.
"All right, enough!" Percy closed his eyes for a minute, and Travis was getting impatient. "The Holland Tunnel. Jake, take the Hephaestus cabin there. Use Greek fire, set traps. Whatever you've got."
He grinned. "Gladly. We've got a score to settle. For Beckendorf!"
The whole cabin roared in approval.
"The 59th Street Bridge," I said. "Clarisse—"
His voice faltered as he realised that Clarisse wasn't there; the whole Ares cabin was sitting back at camp.
"We'll take that," Annabeth stepped in after a few seconds of silence. She turned to her siblings. "Malcolm, take the Athena cabin, activate plan twenty-three along the way, just like I showed you. Hold that position."
"You got it."
"I'll go with Percy," she said. "Then we'll join you, or we'll go wherever we're needed."
Somebody in the back of the group said, "No detours, you two."
There were some giggles, and Connor nudged his brother and Travis cracked a grin. Those two definitely needed to get together already, Travis thought. The whole camp was tired of their constant 'not flirting'.
"All right," Percy said, turning red with embarrassment. He wouldn't look Annabeth in the eye. "Keep in touch with cell phones."
"We don't have cell phones," Silena protested.
He looked around and then reached down, picked up some snoring lady's BlackBerry, and tossed it to Silena. "You do now. You all know Annabeth's number, right? If you need us, pick up a random phone and call us. Use it once, drop it, then borrow another one if you have to. That should make it harder for the monsters to zero in on you."
Everyone grinned. Travis definitely liked this idea. He cleared his throat. "Uh, if we find a really nice phone—"
"No, you can't keep it," Percy said.
"Aw, man."
"Hold it, Percy," Jake Mason said. "You forgot the Lincoln Tunnel."
He was right. They didn't have enough forces to cover that as well.
That's it, Travis thought with a mental face-palm. We're doomed.
Then a girl's voice called from across the street: "How about you leave that to us?"
Travis turned around to see who had spoken. At first he thought it was Clarisse, but he knew that she'd never back down from proving her point. Besides, the voice was too feminine to be Clarisse, but Travis was sure that he'd heard it before.
When he finally saw the source of the voice, he couldn't believe it. A band of thirty adolescent girls crossed Fifth Avenue.
They wore white shirts, silvery camouflage pants, and combat boots. They all had swords at their sides, quivers on their backs, and bows at the ready. A pack of white timber wolves milled around their feet, and many of the girls had hunting falcons on their arms.
The girl in the lead had spiky black hair and a black leather jacket. She wore a silver circlet on her head like a princess's tiara, which didn't match her skull earrings or her Death to Barbie T-shirt showing a little Barbie doll with an arrow through its head.
"Thalia!" Annabeth cried.
The daughter of Zeus grinned. "The Hunters of Artemis, reporting for duty."
She and Annabeth shared a close embrace. The two hadn't seen each other since Atlas…well, no one really liked to remember that. She gave Percy a small hug and said, "I bet you're glad to see me, aren't you Kelp Head?"
"You have no idea," he said, grinning.
Next to Travis, Connor stepped forward and held his arms out to Thalia. This isn't going to end well, Travis thought while trying to pull his idiot brother away before he got decapitated.
His efforts, however, were in vain, as Connor called out, "Hey, gorgeous, don't I get a hug too?"
Thalia looked appalled as Connor said to her, "What about a little kiss?"
Everyone looked around to face the two. Thalia, however, just smiled and turned back to her other friends, but not before giving Connor an electric shock. Travis laughed along with the rest of the camp as Connor tried to flatten his hair, which was still sparking with electric currents.
The other Hunters didn't like being around campers, especially boys, but they didn't shoot anyone, which for them was a pretty warm welcome.
"Where have you been the last year?" Percy asked Thalia. "You've got like twice as many Hunters now!"
That was definitely true, but whether Artemis had ten hunters or ten million, they'd still beat Camp Half-Blood at capture the flag. It was highly embarrassing for all of the campers. Especially for Travis. The last time that the hunters visited, he ended up handing by a tree near Zeus' Fist by his underwear. Yeah, that didn't end well. It didn't make a good impression on Katie either. So much for playing the hero.
Thalia laughed. "Long, longstory. I bet my adventures were more dangerous than yours, Jackson."
"Complete lie," he challenged.
"We'll see," she promised. "After this is over, you, Annabeth, and me: cheeseburgers and fries at that hotel on West 57th."
"Le Parker Meridien," Percy said. "You're on. And Thalia, thanks."
She shrugged. "Those monsters won't know what hit them. Hunters, move out!"
She raised her hand again and Connor shied away from her in fear that she was going to electrocute him again. Instead, she hit the silver bracelet on her wrist and a shield spiraled into full form. Travis, along with the rest of the campers shied away from the hideous face that was molded into the center of the shield. The golden face of Medusa seemed to bore into Travis's soul with a lifetime of unblinking gaze.
Thalia just smirked at the cringing demigods and waved her hand to the Hunters and they took off down the avenue, followed by their wolves and falcons, and they all knew that the Lincoln Tunnel was well protected.
"Thank the gods," Annabeth said. "But if we don't blockade the rivers from those boats, guarding the bridges and tunnels will be pointless."
"You're right," Percy said, nodding.
He looked around at the campers and looked like a million thoughts were running through his head.
He took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Annabeth who nodded her head and motioned for him to continue.
"You're the greatest heroes of this millennium," he said, trying to sound confident. "It doesn't matter how many monsters come at you. Fight bravely, and we will win." I raised Riptide and shouted, "FOR OLYMPUS!"
The shouts of the battle cry came from the demigods and their voices echoed off the buildings of Midtown. For a moment it sounded brave, but it died quickly in the silence of ten million sleeping New Yorkers.
Well you all have pretty much worked out what's going to happen, and I am still open for suggestions and LOVE all of your reviews! I'm signing up to be a Beta Reader so I would love to proof read any of your work.
Please let me know if my Beta page is working, I'm not sure if I've done it right.
Peace out and yours in demigodishness,
BcozYou'reMyFriendSeaweedBrain (That's a bit long to type, so just call me Daphne)