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im sorry I haven't been updating every other day. I promise ill try to update more frequently. The faster I update the closer i get to finishing the whole series! The first one ever! Then I'll move on to HOO. I really can't beleave I got this far...

I feel like I didn't do a very good job on this chapter...oh well ...

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Leo looked at the page."Okay note says:

Sometimes it's not a good idea to sightsee on a quest brats.

Dionysus

"That was cheerful." Piper said.

"Wait isn't he are half-brother?" Jason asked.

Thalia looked horrified by that statement," Let's never talk about that again. Ever."

"Okay here goes." Leo said.

630 feet

"What does that mean?" Piper asked.

"If I'm right about when this is..." Annabeth trailed off.

We spent two days on the Amtrak train, heading west through hills, over rivers, past amber waves of grain.

"Isn't that a song?" Leo said.

Apollo cabin looked at each other and opened their mouths.

"We don't have time." Annabeth said.

They closed their mouths before they got to sing the song.

We weren't attacked once, but I didn't relax. I felt that we were traveling around in a display case, being watched from above and maybe from below, that something was waiting for the right opportunity.

"That's your instincts." Annabeth said.

"Witch he never listens to." Nico added.

"Well he is a seaweed brain. "Annabeth said fondly.

Jason wonder if anyone was missing him like that...

I tried to keep a low profile because my name and picture were splattered over the front pages of several East Coast newspapers. The Trenton Register-News showed a photo taken by a tourist as I got off the Greyhound bus. I had a wild look in my eyes. My sword was a metallic blur in my hands. It might've been a baseball bat or a lacrosse stick.

"He has the worst luck doesn't he." Katie said.

Everyone agreed.

The picture's caption read:

"Here we go." Thalia said.

Twelve-year-old Percy Jackson, wanted for questioning in the Long Island disappearance of his mother two weeks ago, is shown here fleeing from the bus where he accosted several elderly female passengers.

Everyone snorted at that.

The bus exploded on an east New Jersey roadside shortly after Jackson fled the scene. Based on eyewitness accounts, police believe the boy may be traveling with two teenage accomplices.

"Now Annabeth and Grover are part of the man hunt." Travis said grinning.

His stepfather, Gabe Ugliano, has offered a cash reward for information leading to his capture.

Annabeth scowled.

Percy had told her about him.

"Don't worry," Annabeth told me. "Mortal police could never find us." But she didn't sound so sure.

"I wasn't." Annabeth admitted.

Travis and Connor smirked.

The rest of the day I spent alternately pacing the length of the train (because I had a really hard time sitting still) or looking out the windows.

All the demigods nodded.

They could relate.

Once, I spotted a family of centaurs galloping across a wheat field, bows at the ready, as they hunted lunch. The little boy centaur, who was the size of a second-grader on a pony, caught my eye and waved.

Chiron smiled.

I looked around the passenger car, but nobody else had noticed.

"Of course." Thalia said.

"The mist." Annabeth said.

The adult riders all had their faces buried in laptop computers or magazines.

Another time, toward evening, I saw something huge moving through the woods. I could've sworn it was a lion, except that lions don't live wild in America, and this thing was the size of a Hummer. Its fur glinted gold in the evening light. Then it leaped through the trees and was gone.

"He saw it before..." Thalia trailed off.

"What do you mean?" Annabeth asked.

"You'll see." Thalia said," It was while you were...gone."

Annabeth nodded though she was curious about what exactly happened.

The campers looked on with confusion...except Grover.

Our reward money for returning Gladiola the poodle had only been enough to purchase tickets as far as Denver.

"Huh? Did I miss something?" Leo asked.

Annabeth smiled, " Now that was funny."

Grover smiled.

We couldn't get berths in the sleeper car, so we dozed in our seats. My neck got stiff. I tried not to drool in my sleep, since Annabeth was sitting right next to me.

"Awww." The Aphrodite cabin cooed.

"He still did." Annabeth said smiling.

Some of the crowd snickered.

Grover kept snoring and bleating and waking me up. Once, he shuffled around and his fake foot fell off. Annabeth and I had to stick it back on before any of the other passengers noticed.

"Opps." Grover said blushing.

Everyone laughed.

"So," Annabeth asked me, once we'd gotten Grover's sneaker readjusted. "Who wants your help?"

"What do you mean?"

"When you were asleep just now, you mumbled, 'I won't help you.' Who were you dreaming about?"

Everyone shivered.

"So he drools and talks in his sleep." Thalia said grinning.

Nico smiled," Blackmail."

I was reluctant to say anything. It was the second time I'd dreamed about the evil voice from the pit. But it bothered me so much I finally told her.

"Good." Some said from the crowd.

Annabeth was quiet for a long time. "That doesn't sound like Hades. He always appears on a black throne, and he never laughs."

"He laughs...sometimes." Nico defended lamely.

"He offered my mother in trade. Who else could do that?"

"I almost forgot about his mom." Travis said sadly.

Everyone was silent even though most knew that Sally was alive.

"I guess … if he meant, 'Help me rise from the Underworld.' If he wants war with the Olympians. But why ask you to bring him the master bolt if he already has it?"

"Good point. This quest is really confusing." Piper said.

"It was confusing." Annabeth admitted.

shook my head, wishing I knew the answer. I thought about what Grover had told me, that the Furies on the bus seemed to have been looking for something.

Where is it? Where?

Maybe Grover sensed my emotions. He snorted in his sleep, muttered something about vegetables, and turned his head.

"Do you always talk about food in your sleep?" Connor smirked.

Grover blushed bright read.

Everyone laughed.

Annabeth readjusted his cap so it covered his horns. "Percy, you can't barter with Hades. You know that, right? He's deceitful, heartless, and greedy. I don't care if his Kindly Ones weren't as aggressive this time-"

"This time?" I asked. "You mean you've run into them before?"

Thalia winced.

Her hand crept up to her necklace. She fingered a glazed white bead painted with the image of a pine tree, one of her clay end-of-summer tokens.

Annabeth blinked," I didn't realize that I was doing that."

"Let's just say I've got no love for the Lord of the Dead. You can't be tempted to make a deal for your mom."

"What would you do if it was your dad?"

"That's easy," she said. "I'd leave him to rot."

Everyone stared at Annabeth.

"It's better now." Annabeth said.

"You're not serious?"

Annabeth's gray eyes fixed on me. She wore the same expression she'd worn in the woods at camp, the moment she drew her sword against the hellhound. "My dad's resented me since the day I was born, Percy," she said. "He never wanted a baby. When he got me, he asked Athena to take me back and raise me on Olympus because he was too busy with his work. She wasn't happy about that. She told him heroes had to be raised by their mortal parent."

"But how … I mean, I guess you weren't born in a hospital…."

Annabeth laughed remembering Percy's face when he found out how she was born.

His face had been priceless.

"I appeared on my father's doorstep, in a golden cradle, carried down from Olympus by Zephyr the West Wind. You'd think my dad would remember that as a miracle, right? Like, maybe he'd take some digital photos or something. But he always talked about my arrival as if it were the most inconvenient thing that had ever happened to him. When I was five he got married and totally forgot about Athena. He got a 'regular' mortal wife, and had two 'regular' mortal kids, and tried to pretend I didn't exist."

Everyone looked at Annabeth with sympathy.

Leo knew how it felt.

He went to foster home that pretended he didn't exist.

I stared out the train window. The lights of a sleeping town were drifting by. I wanted to make Annabeth feel better, but I didn't know how.

"Awww." The Aphrodite cabin cooed...

...even the boys from the cabin...

"My mom married a really awful guy," I told her. "Grover said she did it to protect me, to hide me in the scent of a human family. Maybe that's what your dad was thinking."

"At least he tried." Travis said.

"Yeah ." Annabeth said.

Annabeth kept worrying at her necklace. She was pinching the gold college ring that hung with the beads. It occurred to me that the ring must be her father's. I wondered why she wore it if she hated him so much.

"He is my father." Annabeth said.

"He doesn't care about me," she said. "His wife-my stepmom-treated me like a freak. She wouldn't let me play with her children. My dad went along with her. Whenever something dangerous happened-you know, something with monsters-they would both look at me resentfully, like, 'How dare you put our family at risk.' Finally, I took the hint. I wasn't wanted. I ran away."

"How old were you?"

"Same age as when I started camp. Seven."

"Seven?" Leo said eyes wide.

Annabeth nodded.

"But … you couldn't have gotten all the way to Half-Blood Hill by yourself."

"Not alone, no. Athena watched over me, guided me toward help. I made a couple of unexpected friends who took care of me, for a short time, anyway."

Annabeth and Thalia smiled at each other before it turned sad.

They were thinking the same thing...Luke.

I wanted to ask what happened, but Annabeth seemed lost in sad memories. So I listened to the sound of Grover snoring and gazed out the train windows as the dark fields of Ohio raced by.

"Anyone else get the part about Grover snoring?" Travis asked grinning.

Grover blushed.

Everyone laughed.

Chiron smiled slightly.

Toward the end of our second day on the train, June 13, eight days before the summer solstice, we passed through some golden hills and over the Mississippi River into St. Louis. Annabeth craned her neck to see the Gateway Arch, which looked to me like a huge shopping bag handle stuck on the city.

Annabeth made a face," Really seaweed brain?"

"I want to do that," she sighed.

"What?" I asked.

"Build something like that. You ever see the Parthenon, Percy?"

"Only in pictures."

"Someday, I'm going to see it in person. I'm going to build the greatest monument to the gods, ever. Something that'll last a thousand years."

I laughed. "You? An architect?"

"Did he really ask you that? "Travis asked.

Annabeth nodded.

Travis shook his head and tsked.

I don't know why, but I found it funny. Just the idea of Annabeth trying to sit quietly and draw all day.

"Well if you think about it like that..." Nico trailed off.

Her cheeks flushed. "Yes, an architect. Athena expects her children to create things, not just tear them down, like a certain god of earthquakes I could mention."

"Ohh..." Some winced.

"That was mean." Piper said.

"I know." Annabeth said.

I watched the churning brown water of the Mississippi below.

"You hurt his feelings. "Ashley said from the Aphrodite cabin.

Annabeth looked down.

"Sorry," Annabeth said. "That was mean."

"Can't we work together a little?" I pleaded. "I mean, didn't Athena and Poseidon ever cooperate?"

Annabeth had to think about it. "I guess … the chariot," she said tentatively. "My mom invented it, but Poseidon created horses out of the crests of waves. So they had to work together to make it complete."

"Then we can cooperate, too. Right?"

We rode into the city, Annabeth watching as the Arch disappeared behind a hotel.

"I suppose," she said at last.

"A start of an era." Thalia said grinning.

Annabeth blushed.

The crowd snickered.

Chiron smiled.

We pulled into the Amtrak station downtown. The intercom told us we'd have a three-hour layover before departing for Denver.

Grover stretched. Before he was even fully awake, he said, "Food."

Some snickering from the crowd.

"Come on, goat boy," Annabeth said. "Sightseeing."

"So the sightseeing Mr. D warned about was Annabeth's idea." Connor and Travis said at the same time.

Annabeth blushed," I never found out wat happened."

"Well guess you'll find out now. " Will Solace said.

"Sightseeing?"

"The Gateway Arch," she said. "This may be my only chance to ride to the top. Are you coming or not?"

"630 feet..." The Athena cabin trailed off as one.

"That's really creepy." A newer camper from Demeter said.

Then all of the suddenly they, the Athena cabin, snapped u and said," Somethings going to happen in the Arch."

Annabeth and Grover nodded.

Everyone in the crowd sat forward, they wanted to know what was going to happen.

Grover and I exchanged looks.

I wanted to say no, but I figured that if Annabeth was going, we couldn't very well let her go alone.

Grover shrugged. "As long as there's a snack bar without monsters."

"Well there wasn't..." Grover said trailing off.

The Arch was about a mile from the train station. Late in the day the lines to get in weren't that long. We threaded our way through the underground museum, looking at covered wagons and other junk from the 1800s. It wasn't all that thrilling, but Annabeth kept telling us interesting facts about how the Arch was built, and Grover kept passing me jelly beans, so I was okay.

"He actually listened? "Annabeth asked surprised.

"Well..." Grover trailed off.

Annabeth huffed.

I kept looking around, though, at the other people in line. "You smell anything?" I murmured to Grover.

"That sentence could be funny to overhear." Travis said laughing.

Katie rolled her and whacked him over his head.

He took his nose out of the jelly-bean bag long enough to sniff. "Underground," he said distastefully. "Underground air always smells like monsters. Probably doesn't mean anything."

"Then there something." Leo said.

Grover blushed bright red as many people in the crowd snickered.

But something felt wrong to me. I had a feeling we shouldn't be here.

"He has good instincts..." Piper said.

"...That he never listens to." Nico finished.

"Guys," I said. "You know the gods' symbols of power?"

Annabeth had been in the middle of reading about the construction equipment used to build the Arch, but she looked over. "Yeah?"

"Well, Hade-"

Grover cleared his throat. "We're in a public place…. You mean, our friend downstairs?"

The Stolls started to snicker.

"Um, right," I said. "Our friend way downstairs.

Travis started right out laughing.

Everyone looked at him like grown a second head.

Doesn't he have a hat like Annabeth's?"

Nico nodded," The Helm of Darkness."

"You mean the Helm of Darkness," Annabeth said.

"You think like Annabeth!" Connor laughed.

"Whew, I'm glad I don't think like you." Nico retorted.

"Burn!" Travis said grinning.

"Not cool." Connor said pouting.

"Yeah, that's his symbol of power. I saw it next to his seat during the winter solstice council meeting."

"He was there?" I asked.

She nodded. "It's the only time he's allowed to visit Olympus-the darkest day of the year. But his helm is a lot more powerful than my invisibility hat, if what I've heard is true…."

"It allows him to become darkness," Grover confirmed. "He can melt into shadow or pass through walls. He can't be touched, or seen, or heard. And he can radiate fear so intense it can drive you insane or stop your heart. Why do you think all rational creatures fear the dark?"

"But then … how do we know he's not here right now, watching us?" I asked.

"That's a creepy thought." Jason said.

Nico snorted," My dad doesn't have time to follow them. He has so much to do in the Underworld."

Annabeth and Grover exchanged looks.

"We don't," Grover said.

"Thanks, that makes me feel a lot better," I said. "Got any blue jelly beans left?"

"Nice subject change kelp head. Real smooth." Thalia said sarcastically.

I'd almost mastered my jumpy nerves when I saw the tiny little elevator car we were going to ride to the top of the Arch, and I knew I was in trouble. I hate confined places. They make me nuts.

"ADHD or is he claustrophobic?" Piper asked.( Sometimes I think I have ADHD.)

"Well he's the son of Poseidon so naturally he wouldn't like small confined places because the ocean like to be free and not held back." Annabeth said wisely.

Piper nodded.

We got shoehorned into the car with this big fat lady and her dog,

"Big fat lady?" A Aphrodite camper asked crinkling her nose.

Annabeth nodded amused.

a Chihuahua with a rhinestone collar. I figured maybe the dog was a seeing-eye Chihuahua, because none of the guards said a word about it.

We started going up, inside the Arch. I'd never been in an elevator that went in a curve, and my stomach wasn't too happy about it.

"No parents?" the fat lady asked us.

"That's a random question." Leo stated.

"Is she the monster?" Katie asked.

"I think so. I wasn't there so I'm not entirely sure." Annabeth told her.

She had beady eyes; pointy, coffee-stained teeth; a floppy denim hat, and a denim dress that bulged so much, she looked like a blue-jean blimp.

Now all the Aphrodite kids crinkled their noses.

"They're below," Annabeth told her. "Scared of heights."

The Hermes cabin started clapping.

"Bravo! Theres hope for you yet!" A Hermes camper declared.

Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Silence. It's getting late. We have to still finish this story." Chiron scolded.

"Oh, the poor darlings."

The Chihuahua growled. The woman said, "Now, now, sonny. Behave." The dog had beady eyes like its owner, intelligent and vicious.

I said, "Sonny. Is that his name?"

"No," the lady told me.

She smiled, as if that cleared everything up.

"Now I'm sure she's the monster." Annabeth said.

Everyone leaned forward. They all wanted to find out more.

Clarisse was thinking about the fight that was soon to come.

At the top of the Arch, the observation deck reminded me of a tin can with carpeting. Rows of tiny windows looked out over the city on one side and the river on the other. The view was okay, but if there's anything I like less than a confined space, it's a confined space six hundred feet in the air. I was ready to go pretty quick.

Everyone agreed...except Annabeth.

Annabeth kept talking about structural supports, and how she would've made the windows bigger, and designed a see-through floor. She probably could've stayed up there for hours, but luckily for me the park ranger announced that the observation deck would be closing in a few minutes.

Annabeth huffed.

I steered Grover and Annabeth toward the exit, loaded them into the elevator, and I was about to get in myself when I realized there were already two other tourists inside. No room for me.

"Of course." Someone said from the back.

The park ranger said, "Next car, sir."

"We'll get out," Annabeth said. "We'll wait with you."

But that was going to mess everybody up and take even more time, so I said, "Naw, it's okay. I'll see you guys at the bottom."

Grover and Annabeth both looked nervous, but they let the elevator door slide shut. Their car disappeared down the ramp.

"That was a bad move." Grover said.

"We couldn't leave him for five minutes." Annabeth agreed.

Now the only people left on the observation deck were me, a little boy with his parents, the park ranger, and the fat lady with her Chihuahua.

I smiled uneasily at the fat lady. She smiled back, her forked tongue flickering between her teeth.

"Forked tongue?" Almost everyone in the crowd asked worried and a little scared.

Wait a minute.

Forked tongue?

Before I could decide if I'd really seen that, her Chihuahua jumped down and started yapping at me.

"Are you afraid of a doggie." Travis said in a voice you would use to talk to a baby.

"Now, now, sonny," the lady said. "Does this look like a good time? We have all these nice people here."

"Doggie!" said the little boy. "Look, a doggie!"

His parents pulled him back.

"Smart parents." Rachel said.

She had walked in about five minutes ago.

The Chihuahua bared his teeth at me, foam dripping from his black lips.

"Well, son," the fat lady sighed. "If you insist."

Ice started forming in my stomach. "Urn, did you just call that Chihuahua your son?"

"Chimera, dear," the fat lady corrected. "Not a Chihuahua. It's an easy mistake to make."

Annabeth paled," A Chimera."

Chiron looked on with sad eyes. That boy had the worst luck.

"I take it back." Travis said wide-eyed," You can be afraid."

She rolled up her denim sleeves, revealing that the skin of her arms was scaly and green. When she smiled, I saw that her teeth were fangs. The pupils of her eyes were sideways slits, like a reptile's.

The Chihuahua barked louder, and with each bark, it grew. First to the size of a Doberman, then to a lion. The bark became a roar.

Some of the newer campers moved slightly backwards.

The little boy screamed. His parents pulled him back toward the exit, straight into the park ranger, who stood, paralyzed, gaping at the monster.

"Can they see though the mist? "Rachel asked.

"It's possible." Annabeth said.

The Chimera was now so tall its back rubbed against the roof. It had the head of a lion with a blood-caked mane, the body and hooves of a giant goat, and a serpent for a tail, a ten-foot-long diamondback growing right out of its shaggy behind. The rhinestone dog collar still hung around its neck, and the plate-sized dog tag was now easy to read: CHIMERA-RABID, FIRE-BREATHING, POISONOUS-IF FOUND, PLEASE CALL TARTARUS-EXT. 954.

"Why, when he's about to die, does he read that?" An Hecate camper asked.

Everyone shrugged.

Everyone had different thoughts.

ADHD.

Insane.

Chose your pick.

I realized I hadn't even uncapped my sword. My hands were numb. I was ten feet away from the Chimera's bloody maw, and I knew that as soon as I moved, the creature would lunge.

Everyone groaned.

The snake lady made a hissing noise that might've been laughter. "Be honored, Percy Jackson. Lord Zeus rarely allows me to test a hero with one of my brood. For I am the Mother of Monsters, the terrible Echidna!"

Two things happened at once:

Almost all the campers paled and Thalia yelled to the heavens" Really Dad!"

I stared at her. All I could think to say was: "Isn't that a kind of anteater?"

Annabeth facepalmed," that was the wrong thing to say."

She howled, her reptilian face turning brown and green with rage. "I hate it when people say that! I hate Australia! Naming that ridiculous animal after me. For that, Percy Jackson, my son shall destroy you!"

The Chimera charged, its lion teeth gnashing.

Everyone sucked in a breath...

I managed to leap aside and dodge the bite.

...and let out a breath.

I ended up next to the family and the park ranger, who were all screaming now, trying to pry open the emergency exit doors.

I couldn't let them get hurt.

"Here he goes being a hero."Nico said.

"He's about to die and he worries about the other people." Jason said.

"Percy's just like that." Thalia said.

Jason put the little bit of jealousy down.

I uncapped my sword, ran to the other side of the deck, and yelled, "Hey, Chihuahua!" The Chimera turned faster than I would've thought possible.

Before I could swing my sword, it opened its mouth, emitting a stench like the world's largest barbecue pit, and shot a column of flame straight at me.

Everyone leaned forward in anticipation.

I dove through the explosion. The carpet burst into flames; the heat was so intense, it nearly seared off my eyebrows.

"Imagine him with no eyebrows." Travis said in a lame attempt to release some of the tension.

Some people laughed.

Where I had been standing a moment before was a ragged hole in the side of the Arch, with melted metal steaming around the edges.

Great, I thought. We just blowtorched a national monument.

"The first of many." Thalia said.

"Wait what? "Jason asked wide-eyed.

He was ignored.

Riptide was now a shining bronze blade in my hands, and as the Chimera turned, I slashed at its neck.

"No!" Annabeth said.

That was my fatal mistake. The blade sparked harmlessly off the dog collar. I tried to regain my balance, but I was so worried about defending myself against the fiery lion's mouth, I completely forgot about the serpent tail until it whipped around and sank its fangs into my calf.

Everyone sucked in a breath of fear.

My whole leg was on fire. I tried to jab Riptide into the Chimera's mouth, but the serpent tail wrapped around my ankles and pulled me off balance, and my blade flew out of my hand, spinning out of the hole in the Arch and down toward the Mississippi River.

"This is going from bad to worst." A camper yelled frantically.

I managed to get to my feet, but I knew I had lost. I was weaponless. I could feel deadly poison racing up to my chest. I remembered Chiron saying that Anaklusmos would always return to me, but there was no pen in my pocket. Maybe it had fallen too far away. Maybe it only returned when it was in pen form. I didn't know, and I wasn't going to live long enough to figure it out.

"Stop with the depressing thoughts." Nico said.

"Your one to talk death breath. "Thalia said.

Nico glared at her.

I backed into the hole in the wall. The Chimera advanced, growling, smoke curling from its lips. The snake lady, Echidna, cackled. "They don't make heroes like they used to, eh, son?"

Annabeth growled.

The monster growled. It seemed in no hurry to finish me off now that I was beaten.

I glanced at the park ranger and the family. The little boy was hiding behind his father's legs. I had to protect these people. I couldn't just … die. I tried to think, but my whole body was on fire. My head felt dizzy. I had no sword. I was facing a massive, fire-breathing monster and its mother. And I was scared.

"Wimp." An Ares camper said.

Everyone glared at him.

There was no place else to go, so I stepped to the edge of the hole. Far, far below, the river glittered.

If I died, would the monsters go away? Would they leave the humans alone?

"Just jump into the water already!" Nico yelled.

"If you are the son of Poseidon," Echidna hissed, "you would not fear water. Jump, Percy Jackson. Show me that water will not harm you. Jump and retrieve your sword. Prove your bloodline."

Yeah, right, I thought. I'd read somewhere that jumping into water from a couple of stories up was like jumping onto solid asphalt. From here, I'd splatter on impact.

"No you won't jump!" May people yelled.

The Chimera's mouth glowed red, heating up for another blast.

"You have no faith," Echidna told me. "You do not trust the gods. I cannot blame you, little coward. Better you die now. The gods are faithless. The poison is in your heart."

She was right: I was dying. I could feel my breath slowing down.

Everyone closed their eyes for a moment.

Nobody could save me, not even the gods.

I backed up and looked down at the water. I remembered the warm glow of my father's smile when I was a baby. He must have seen me. He must have visited me when I was in my cradle.

Some of the campers looked jealous but that soon deflated.

I remembered the swirling green trident that had appeared above my head the night of capture the flag, when Poseidon had claimed me as his son.

But this wasn't the sea. This was the Mississippi, dead center of the USA. There was no Sea God here.

"Die, faithless one," Echidna rasped, and the Chimera sent a column of flame toward my face.

"Father, help me," I prayed.

I turned and jumped. My clothes on fire, poison coursing through my veins, I plummeted toward the river.

"That's it." Leo said.

"We had a good night, Time for bed." Chiron said.

Everyone stared at him.


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