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Third Person Limited: Percy's POV

Step One: Kill the Titans.

"The blue team will be the campers and the red will be the Hunters. Blue team gets the west side of the creek, red team the east. No intentional maiming. No killing. I will be the field medic. The game will start in one hour, go!"

Percy surged forward with the Hunters as they sprinted to their territory.

Percy, Thalia said, have you noticed any weaknesses while getting a tour?

He nodded at once, no hesitation. They have a daughter of Mnemosyne, very adept at erasing memories, watch out for her. The Ares children are quick to anger and will more than likely be put on the offensive. They get sloppy when they get mad, by the way. And I created a new form of instant travel.

Phoebe rolled her eyes, That's not exactly just camper weaknesses. She criticized.

It's useful info. He shot back.

Wait a second! Melanie, a mortal who joined the Hunt after the Giant War, like a lot of the others. Did you say you 'created a new form of instant travel'?

Percy scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, he told them like he was supposed to, but he had hoped that they wouldn't make a big deal out of it.

Uh. yeah. I did, no flash, no trace, no sound.

Thalia looked at him with a slightly insane glint in her eyes, the look he associated with one of her crazy plans that always backfired on him.

She hadn't even said anything, and he was nervous. "Wreak havoc. Give them no time to plan or prepare. Then come back to defend the flag with Phoebe and Stacy."

He was going to protest, it almost felt like cheating to him, and Thalia could probably tell because she said, "In war, people use sabotage all the time." And silent communication could be considered a vague form of cheating, too.

Percy's head drooped in defeat. Fine. I'll go, but just so you all know, this travel thingwhich needs a nameis tiring. You owe me, like, five favors, Thalia.

"Don't care. Just go ruin their hopes and dreams and crush their souls." She waved a hand at him flippantly.

He rolled his eyes at her apathy. Anger has better uses in battle as long as it didn't cloud the mind. So, just a little insult then.

Sure thing, thunder butt.

Her eyes widened as she glared, and he would've been scared, really, but Thalia's nostrils flared when she was angry. That combined with the fact that she tipped her head back a bit when she was shocked . . .

He'll just say he could see pretty far up her nose.

"You little br"

He closed his eyes and followed the bright, grass green ribbon connecting to Salene's mind right as Thalia lunged forward to throttle him. He hoped she landed on her face, that would make her even more mad.

He appeared right behind his new best friend. Thankfully, she was at the edge of the crowd, so no one noticed him.

"e'll then storm the Hunters." A daughter of Athena (he could tell by her grey eyes and the way her aura screamed 'I know everything') was saying. "Any questions so far?"

Nobody raised their hands.

She sighed. "'Right, then. I'll just reiterate. We split into four groups: archers in the trees, Ares and Athena on the ground, the group of five that will go for the flag, and Hephaestus will guard"

He'd heard enough to put the pieces together.

Casually, like he didn't have a care in the world, Percy leaned on Salene's shoulder. Seems like a good plan.

"Yeah, we asked Annabeth for" She shoved him off of her abruptly. "Spy!"

He looked around until the others spotted him. He gasped like the insinuation hurt him as he put a hand on his chest with a questioning expression on his face. A classic way of communicating, 'Who, me?'

All Hades broke loose.

"Get him!"

Concentrate.

He was suddenly standing by the leader of the team (the daughter of Athena that was saying the plan). Some people screamed. Some gave dramatic war cries. He stuck his tongue out and wiggled his fingers while his thumbs were in his ears, the motion he saw taunting kid make three weeks ago. It was pretty funny. The group quickly rushed to him.

Why are they charging that poor Athenian girl? He asked Salene.

"Stop!" He heard her yell, it was pretty loud, and he could safely assume that she was agitated, even when his vision was impaired due to the massive green leaves of the tree he was hiding in. "I'll just erase his memory of the plan."

"How?" Some idiot Ares boy with dark brown hair and a cyclops-like physique asked. Percy automatically felt the strong urge to punch him in the face. Didn't Chiron make a public announcement every time someone was claimed?

"Daughter of Mnemosyne." She replied simply. "Now, if all of you could kindly shut up, I'd like to work in peace."

The crowd quieted, even the heavy brawns of the group. Salene could be pretty commanding when she grew a backbone. And he meant that in the nicest way possible, she was just shy otherwise. Salene closed her eyes tightly. Almost immediately, he could feel clumsy fingers probing around for his mind.

She was really skilled. Too bad he had this integrated in his plan from the get-go. It was his turn to concentrate now. Creation, he realized, was his key word. He couldn't make things, but he could create things. He could see what he needed in his mindscape to pull this hair brained scheme off.

A small black speaker around the size of a brick lay close to the Frays by Salene's slot. When she found the connection and sent her powers his way, he would catch them with the recorder (that conveniently appeared as he went over his plan) and return and amplify them to the others with the speaker.

Wispy, see-through links unfurled and flew to wind around the Frays. Temporary links. Brand new, straight out of the think tank. Afterall, he didn't want to have these people permanently attached to his brain.

Percy blinked back into the real world. Salene was taking a while, he noted as he watched her standing completely still, maybe he would reach out to her, just a little. Just enough to make the process go faster, but not enough to tip her off the he was helping.

Salene smirked as he allowed the Frays to extend out farther. She thought she was victorious. Percy felt a pang of remorse, he was tricking her into thinking she won. He wasn't acting like a best friend.

He shook off the wayward thoughts as soon as they sprouted. This was just a game, not the real world. And if the Hunters didn't win, it was on him. And Thalia was scary. And Artemis would be disappointed.

His brain tickled as Salene raced over the link, it was like a trickle of water. Instinctively, he knew that the water-like feeling was supposed to be a representation of the Lethe. Percy quickly locked away his mind in a single door, the same one from the last time she came, actually. He was pretty sure that she knew what a regular mind looked like, and his was a perfect example of an abnormal brain's setup.

Salene's wisp appeared in front of his door.

My gods, again! She complained and stamped her foot on the ground as a petulant child would. Percy thought she seemed exasperated. She didn't like the door.

Salene huffed and screwed her eyes shut once more, this time in her corporeal form. Her memory of the events that just occurred shimmered into existence next to her like an Iris-Message. It played through on a loop and on silent.

He knew that she wasn't really singing in his mind, it was just the easiest way for him to picture her powers working, but that's what he saw. A random girl standing next to a floating picture, singing to a recorder she couldn't see. (He wonderedbriefly what that had to say about his sanity stability to a mortal doctor. Would he be insane? Or just weird?)

Salene stopped with her eyes wide. Uh oh. She had caught on.

Oh, you little . . . Percy! She shouted in his mind. And, ouch. You are a dead man walking.

He commanded a representative to speak for him. Not if I help win the game. Thalia owes me a lot of favors. She gave him a nasty look. Anyways, want to go check out our handy work?

So I really . . .?

He nodded.

Gods . . . She facepalmed.

He nodded 'sympathetically'.

Next chapter will explain the whole 'step one' thing. The Capture the Flag chapter is really big, but if I get an overwhelming demand, I'll just tag on the rest to this chapter. (But I don't see a point.) Expect more chapters next friday. Probably at least 2! See ya then.