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Previously ...In Chapter 10

Unfortunately I had daymares.

Chapter 11

Jaz's POV

Another dream!? Of the same person! Wow, she must be important.

I had another daymare about that dark girl. This time she lying in an infirmary, unconscious. I know it's mean but she looked horrible. H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E. Her smooth black hair was a harpies' nest. It should have been impossible but she was skinner and paler than last time. Her skin was the lightest shade of blue. The girl still had bruises. In fact I think she had more bruises. More on her face, some on her arms. That wasn't even the worst part.

She was severely injured. No wonder she was in the hospital. Her limbs were bent in a funny way. The girl's left shoulder looked like it was clawed off, than partly healed. She had stitches everywhere. Look under her arm. Stitches. Under her jaw. Lookie more stitches. Behind her elbow. Stitches, stitches, and more stitches. Percy told me demigods only get stitches when they're extremely hurt because nectar and ambrosia can't heal it that quickly. Not only that she had tons of stitches but some part of body were covered in cloth like the sight was too gruesome to look at.

She opened one eye. Then the other.

"Where am I?"

I cringed. Her voice sounded like she been eating sawdust and nails all day.

The door opened. A tall man strode in. I didn't see his face. Once his long black hair.

"Where is he!?" The man demanded then he took a deep breath and calmed down a bit.

"I-I don't remember." she confessed.

"You fell. In there." he said bluntly.

She winced. Her hand shot up to her head. She pressed her hand against the temple.

"Ow." she whispered.

"You're going to get intense flashbacks and nightmares very often. Certain words, memories, images, and even sounds will trigger flashbacks and very stong emotions. You need to be careful. Those aren't even the only side-effects." he warned her. "I'm going to call your sister to bring you some where safe."

"My sister?... Oh-oh yeah. I haven't seen her since the-" she faltered.

"Sleep." the man commanded but he added silently so the girl can't hear. "While you still can."

My eyes snapped opened. Where am I? A car. Auntie Sally's car. I get up from the shotgun seat. It's empty.

Thanks a lot, Perce. I thought. You leave me alone in your car. In San Fransisco!

I peer at the passenger seats.

Not entirely alone.

Nico is curled up against the door, sleeping soundly. Nico? Soundless? Those words don't belong in the same sentence. He's always mumbling about something like "cookies" or "fat flying penguin" in his sleep. But now he's dead silent, sweating like crazy. Dead. I crawl out of my seat and not-so-smoothly move to the back seats. I trip and fall head first on the cushioned seats. Recovering, I shake Nico.

"Nics, wake up." I whisper.

He doesn't even stir.

"Nico. Get up." I say a little more urgently and shakes him forcefully.

He doesn't move.

"NICO!" I roar. "YOUR MYTH-O-MAGIC COLLECTION IS ON FIRE!"

"Whaa?" He gets up so quickly his seatbelt chokes him.

Once he sees me smirking at him, he growls.

"Haha. Almost giving me a heart attack is sooo funny." he says sarcastically.

"Everyone's missing." I inform him.

"Huh?"

"EEVVEERRYYOONNEE IISS MMIISSIINNGG!" I shout slowly, pronouncing every syllable.

"Okay. Okay. I heard you the first time. Jeez, you're paying for my hearing aids." he complains. "What I meant was did they leave a note or anything?"

I shrug.

"Well check."

Sure enough there was a note sitting on the driver's seat. Nico smiles at me smugly.

"This guy knows what he's talking about."

"That guy," I point at him. ",is going to get a nice bump on the head if he doesn't be quiet and help me read this letter. I thought Percy's dyslexic."

"He is." Nico peers at the letter. "There's no way Percy can write. Much less in cursive."

"Well you read." I said. "I don't even know what cursive is."

I flop back on the cushion seats. After two minutes Nico announced.

"The letter's from Zoë." Nico clears his throat and does a bad imitation of Zoë. " It says:

Thee didn't have the heart to wake you. Thee at the Embatcadero Building at the docks. Wake up soon.

~ Zoë Nightshade

"- that or -"

Knee dint'd heva the tearh to weka you up. Knee at the Ebdamtercao Biuldnig at the docks. Weka up snoo.

~Zëo Nadghshite

"Let's go with the first one."


We find the crew watching a goldfish doing a backflip into the water.

"Guys," Nico began. "Goldfishes doing backflips are really cool but shouldn't we be focusing on the quest?"

"MMOOOO!"

I turn around expecting to see a cow drowning in the water but instead I see THE MOST ADORABLE THING EVER!

"It's so cute!" I squeal.

Hey, I'm still a kid. I squat down and start petting him. He's so cute and tame yet at the same time he's wild and ferocious. I feel like I know him.

Master.

A voice in my head! Bianca told me voices in your head is the first sign of insanity. I look around, expecting to see neon rainbow unicorns to fly out of the sky.

You're not insane, master.

I'm not? Who are you?

I'm Ophiotaurus but that not important. You're here, master.

I'm your master? I look up again and see Grover staring at me weirdly. Can he hear us?

Of course.

Before I can ask anymore questions Bessie gives out a frantic moo.

Danger! Bad people are close!

"Yes it is, dear."

I look up. My stomach churns with humiliation and anger. Dr. Thorn.

He wants to sacrifice me! If my entrails are burned, the person can bring down Olympus!

I blink. That's like saying, Hey, you know my guts can be the downfall of one of the greatest civilization ever? Just saying.

Help!

Bessie submerged underwater. All of a sudden Grover started playing his pipes and Zoë fired fart arrows.

"Run!" Percy yelled.

I leaped to my feet and sprinted away. We hid in a stand filled with souvenir I couldn't help but admired even though we are were going to die and the world was going to end. Percy slashed a water fountain in half. He was going to make an Iris Message. Unfortunately the person who picked up to Mr. D. Thorn and his guards found us while Percy and Mr. D were "arguing."

"- You could just say please."

My ears perk up. Everyone looks like they won't even utter that six letter word to Mr. D in a millions year. I had nothing to lose.

"Mr. D I don't know what we ,half bloods, done to make you angry but I'm sorry. Please, Dionysus. Help my friends and I." I look him dead in the eyes. "Please."

I realize I just did somethings I never did before. 1) I had the guts to talk to him by myself. 2) I said please to a grown-up and actually meant it. 3) I looked Mr. D in the eye without wincing. 4) I called Mr. D by his real name.

Nothing happened. I wish Dionysus at could have saved my friends. At least I made amends. I raised my dagger ready to fight. Instead grape vines started start choking the guards. I look away. Even though those people are evil I couldn't watch them get strangled to death. Someone taps on my shoulder.

"You can look now." Nico says.

In their place were clusters of grapes growing fatter and juicer every second. We all look at Mr. D.

"I made the grapes appear but I'm not making the gr-" he falters.

He looks at me and Nico.

"I wonder..."

We stare at him for a couple more seconds until he breaks the connection.

"So... Where are we going Zoë?"

"The garden of my sisters. Home."