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Here is the next chapter to TGA (The Griffon Attack). I hope you guys like it!

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~ {Annabeth's P.O.V} ~

I hate museums.

No, actually, I only hate music museums…Especially when they're filled with monsters.

Other than that, the place was actually kind of amazing. On the outside, it was a big and majestic building. Greek columns held up the ceiling. At the entrance, right above the large mahogany door, was a sign. It read: Musical Museum of Music, San Fran.

"Musical Museum of Music? What kind of name is that?" – Trish muttered under her breath. Apparently, she too, wasn't fascinated.

The others nodded in agreement; all except for Apollo and Austin.

"Is this the Musical Museum of Music? I've always wanted to come here! It's one of the biggest and most important music and arts museum in the US!"

Apollo smiled as he looked at the beautiful building. "Yes, indeed. We call it the MMM. I love this place. So many instruments and tons of statues of me are in there. It's awesome!" – The god grinned like he'd just seen a big sculpture that says: Sun God Apollo is the best!

As I looked at the museum and its outside beauty, I wondered what it's like inside. I was about to suggest we go in, but Austin beat me to it.

"Come on, guys! This is going to be so much fun!" – The boy said as he ran towards the door.

For an awkward moment, it was locked. But then, Apollo clicked his fingers and it magically opened. The god turned towards our group. "Let's go in, shall we?"

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On the inside, the museum was ten times better.

Austin rushed around the sections, staring at instruments and muttering to himself stuff like: "I can play this! I can play that!"

But it wasn't the instruments I marveled. As an aspiring architect, I couldn't help but stare at the beautiful marble floor, the Roman mosaics on the walls, the Greek columns, the huge window set as a ceiling; a clever trick of the architect to enlighten the room. Whoever had made this had put a lot of time and love into it.

Apollo guided us down tons of corridors, and rooms full of instruments I had never. Eventually, he stopped in one particular room and smiled widely.

"This, my friends," - he said, looking around the room, - "is the Apollo Marvels; one of the biggest rooms in this very museum. Ah, such a beautiful place. I love it here. Oh look, there's me!"

With a little too much enthusiasm, the god ran to a statue of himself. It was made out of white marble like most Greek statues.

The god examined himself. "Hm…they didn't make my hair shiny enough! I'll send a complaint. Maybe I can get Hermes to…"

Thalia was getting impatient. She cleared her throat. "Apollo! Is there any reason why you brought us here? Because we don't have a lot of time. We have to be at camp in less than a day. It's Tuesday night right now. Tomorrow, at 9am, the Griffons will come. Chiron is counting on us. He believes that this time, he can really kill them, once and for all."

"Wait…Once and for all? How do you know that?" – Percy asked.

"Well, "-Thalia began, - "before you guys came along to help us with that battle in Miami, I had called Chiron through Iris. He said…he said he thinks that if we defeat all the Griffons, they won't come again. At least, he hopes so."

I nodded. "Ok, then. We can't waste any time. If we can just…" – I didn't get to finish. The first monster had already attacked.

Sadly, I recognized it immediately. I remember, Percy had told me that he had met those creatures before, back when he was in Camp Jupiter.

The evil centaurs looked at us with their gleaming yellow eyes. "Come to us, little demigods. You cannot defeat us alone." – The monster's voice was very sharp and cold. I shuddered as it echoed around the grand room. As it spoke, more and more crazy man-horses came in the room.

Percy drew Riptide. Trish took her sword I had seen her use back when we were captured by Arachne. Austin took out his bow and arrow; weapons he had found in Artemis' carriage. Only Dez and Ally were unarmed.

"We're not alone," - Percy growled. – We have a god at our side."

The monsters didn't seem fascinated.

"Is that so?" – laughed the one from earlier. It was bigger than the others, obliviously the leader of their army. – "Look around you, Percy Jackson. The gods have betrayed you, once again. But do not fear; their roman equivalents have taken power. They will destroy them right after we destroy your two camps. Too bad you will not live to see our victory."

I shuddered. The monster was right; Apollo was nowhere to be seen. He had just vanished in thin air. When Percy noticed, he growled once again. I wouldn't be surprised if he turned into an angry looking wolf. Actually, that might even help. Do wolves eat horses?

"Coward. "– Percy muttered, probably addressing the god. Then, he looked at the horse with anger in his eyes. He looked fierce…and very handsome. – "Fine. We do not need a god. We'll kill you alone."

He held his hand up and counted to three. Then, on his command, we charged.

I took the nearest pony. I jumped around, trying to avoid his sharp horns. I remember reading that they had poison in them. I didn't want to check if that were true

As I made my way around the centaurs, stabbing whatever came across my eyes, I couldn't help but sob a little. All these ponies reminded me of Chiron. In my head, I apologized to him. But then again, these were our enemies. They needed to be destroyed.

I climbed on the back of one of the crazy centaurs when he wasn't looking. I had mastered that handy talent, after all the Pegasus riding at camp.

The pony kept jumping around, trying to throw me off of his back. I was holding on with such force though, that I didn't even budge.

"Listen carefully," - I spoke in the centaurs ear, holding my knife to his throat. – "You are now my horse, understand? If you make any dangerous or tricky things, I shall kill you. Are we clear?"

"Y-yes." – The monster said.

I was not convinced. "Swear on the River Styx. I want to hear you say: I swear on the River Styx that I am now your property and I shall not attack anyone, unless you tell me to."

The horse did not look happy, but he must've known that this is better than dying. Growling, he repeated what I had told him to.

"Good horse." – I patted his back. – "Now, let's kill your brothers."

And like this, on the back of a crazy centaur, I rode into battle.

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