Chapter 7: Stuff happens

Percy's POV

NOTE: PERCY WILL BE TALKING LIKE HE KNOWS YOU ARE THERE. ALL READERS ARE NOW KNOWN AS THE LITTLE VOICES IN PERCY'S HEAD. HE ACTUALLY DOESN'T THINK YOU'RE THERE, HE'S JUST INSANE, ROLL WITH IT.

Ok, now normally, according to Harry, Hermione's plans go relatively well. So I decided that I should let her think of a plan. In hindsight, I probably should've let Annabeth think of the plan, since she has dealt with gods before.

Now you're probably wondering why I'm talking like there are people actually listening, right? Well, being trapped in a crate not knowing where you are can make you go just a bit crazy. Its ok, I know, nobody's out there. I'm just a bit bored, I'm basically telling the story to myself again in my mind.

So, Annabeth passed out, Grover, Ron, and I were fighting Ares, and Harry and Hermione were taking care of Annabeth. Sounds pretty solid, right? No! It went the opposite of solid. It was liquidy in fact!

Ron was inexperienced when it came to fighting gods, and, if you ask me, he isn't very good at fighting wizards either. So, Ron was slashed in his side, only a flesh wound, noting to worry about, but he passed out, apparently wizards can kill without blood. Yeah, I would like to see that!

Grover was help for awhile with his nature magic, which really impressed the kids, I might add, except for that Lauren girl. I don't know what's wrong with her. She's just, depressing, kinda like Bella Swan!

Anyways, Ares got a little annoyed after awhile and sort of just swatted him away. And by swatted I of course mean Ares took his sword and used it like a fly swatter. That took out Grover.

So that left me. I'm not sure what those people saw through the mist but they must've found it somewhat entertaining, because they were watching in amazement. They went from amazement, to panic, to amazement just like that.

"Give it up demigod!" Ares laughed. Then I thought of something.

"Why are you even here anyways?" I asked him. I had to keep him talking, you know?

"Ha! I thought you would know it is your mission." He laughed.

"The demigod." I whispered. I had completely forgotten about our actual mission. The British demigod. Whoever it was had to be powerful if the god of war himself was after them.

"No! Not yet, I'm not ready to let her go!" Screamed Lauren's mom.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" I yelled. Out of all the people here, it had to be the depressed, hormonal hurricane, ten year old girl.

"Yes, the daughter of Hades." He smiled. Lauren remained indifferent.

"That's why she's depressed. Hades was depressed for awhile after being put in timeout." Ares continued. There was a tremor throughout the place.

"Sorry, I mean, solitude. Now his daughter has the curse!" Ares laughed. I didn't know what curse he was talking about.

"It's called being a girl during puberty!" Lauren's mom said. Ares rolled his eyes.

"That is the curse! Duh!" He said matter of factly. Then Voldemort stood up. Great, what else could go wrong!

"So you're saying this indifferent child is half god, half muggle?" He asked Ares.

"Uh, sure? Where'd you get this loon?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Then I want the child! I will raise her as my own and use her to take over the world!" He yelled triumphantly. Just then, Lauren reached over and whispered to him.

"And buy her whatever she wants." She said.

"And buy her whatever she wants!" He yelled the idea as if it were his own.

"Bye, mom!" Lauren said cheerfully. Her mother was sobbing.

"You think I'm going to let her go without a fight? The only other girl with her, uh, talents, is in the Roman camp."Ares said. Now I understood. I now noticed the jewels on her shoes, and her clothes, and around her feet.

"Well I can apparate!" Teased Voldemort. He grabbed the little girl and told Bellatrix to grab Annabeth. She shot something out of her wand and hit Harry and Hermione. They were still breathing. Bellatrix apparated away.

Ares was fuming. I wasn't paying attention, because if I was, I would've noticed him swinging his sword.

So that's why I'm in this crate. I don't know where my friends are but I think I'm on a train. I'm waiting for Riptide to return to my pocket so I can try to bust out.

I think I've been in here for a day now, so whatever. Oh, have I been saying this out loud without realizing it?

Harry's POV

"Percy is insane." I thought to myself as I sat in my box. I have my wand, but I don't want to blow myself out of this box because I might hurt my unconscious friends.

"Oh, my, God! Percy, SHUT UP!" I yelled. He stopped talking. Maybe now I can get some sleep.

I know it's short, but I'm experiencing some minor writers block, just have patience