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Sayo: Hi people! Sup!
Percy: Oh gods
Sayo: Ya, so anyway, some people wanted a Christmas update, so, here it is! (Although it's kinda late… sorry)
Annabeth: Does she expect us to be happy?
Sayo: YES BE HAPPY IT'S THE HOLIDAYS! Even if you don't celebrate Christmas or Hanukkah… It's almost 2017!
Percy: So? We live in books! We don't care!
Sayo: Oh, ya, I found out that Percy is 17. And that Magnus Chase stuff happens the same year as Gaea, so he is still 17…
Annabeth: WE ALREADY KNEW THAT
Sayo: Sheesh. Ok. So everything belongs to me and I am awesome. Bye!
Annabeth: Um, no. According to international copyright policy-
Percy: Basically, everything belongs to Rick Riordan and JK Rowling.
Sayo: No! *pouts* MINE
Percy: *rolls eyes* Ya, whatever. So, shout out to (*drumroll*) Trinity Rebel and fangirling102 for following/favoriting Storybook Sayo & favoriting/following/reviewing The Heroes' past and The Untold Story of Travis and Connor Stoll!
Annabeth: Thanks, bye!
The demigods, satyr, wizards, magicians, einherji, dwarf, elf, valkyrie, oracle, and Amir went to the kitchen. Each person filled their plate with food, each taking a burrito, some pizza or some pasta. The responsible people took salad, while the irresponsible people ignored the greens.
They all sat down at the huge table with their food.
"Ok, so, can we start eating?" Harry asked hesitantly.
Ron had already bit into his burrito.
Suddenly, the demigods got up, and lined up in front of the fireplace.
Leo lit the fire. He mumbled, "Thanks, dad." and dropped half of his pizza slice into the fire.
Next, Percy dropped a quarter of his burrito into the fire, saying, "To Poseidon."
Annabeth put in some pasta, "For Athena" and Nico put some pizza "To Hades".
Katie, of course, gave salad muttering, "Demeter", while Travis burned the best pieces of his burrito "To dad".
Connor looked around for something… and a pack of m&m's appeared. He smiled at the sky, then threw it into the fire "For Hermes".
Will's pizza "For Apollo", Piper's pasta "Mom", Jason's salad "Dad", Thalia's burrito "Zeus", and Frank's salad "Mars" burned alongside Hazel's pizza "For Pluto".
Obviously, Grover threw in half of his burrito foil "To Dionysus" and Rachel gave some of her pizza "For Apollo".
The others stared, wondering what they were doing. The demigods, satyr and oracle sat down again.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" Ron cried. "WASTING PRECIOUS FOOD!"
"That was a sacrifice to our parents," Annabeth sighed, rolling her eyes.
Everyone ate. Soon, half of the people were finished eating, while the slow eaters and the people who took second or third or fifth (*cough* Percy *cough*) helpings kept eating.
"Hurry up!" Carter nudged his sister. She rolled her eyes at him.
"HEROES! HURRY! WE WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!" Apollo said in from the speaker.
"Oh, shut up! You were there!" Artemis replied.
"But hurry up!" Hermes groaned.
Hestia sighed. "Heroes who are done eating, can one of you please start reading? Thank you."
Everyone looked at each other. "Who wants to read?" asked Annabeth.
"I will," Sam volunteered.
She brought the book from the other room, and started the chapter.
"My mother teaches me bullfighting"
"That's so cool!" Ron said, but since he had food in his mouth, he actually said "Da ho coo!"
Sadie looked at him weirdly.
"We tore through the night along dark country roads. Wind slammed against the Camaro. Rain lashed the windshield. I didn't know how my mom could see anything, but she kept her foot on the gas."
So brave, thought Annabeth.
"Every time there was a flash of lightning," read Sam.
"DAD!" groaned Thalia.
Sam shot her a look and continued, "I looked at Grover sitting next to me in the backseat and I wondered if I'd gone insane, or if he was wearing some kind of shag-carpet pants. But, no, the smell was one I remembered from kindergarten field trips to the petting zoo- lanolin, like from wool. The smell of a wet barnyard animal."
"Imagine Grover in a petting zoo!" Will whispered to Nico, who snorted.
At the same time, Annabeth murmured, "Grover reminds him of a petting zoo," to Thalia, who giggled.
Nico and Thalia looked at each other awkwardly for a moment before bursting out laughing.
Sam cleared her throat, the laughter died down, and she continued, "All I could think to say was, "So, you and my mom... know each other?" Graver's eyes flitted to the rearview mirror, though there were no cars behind us. "Not exactly,"he said. "I mean, we've never met in person. But she knew I was watching you." "Watching me?" "Keeping tabs on you. Making sure you were okay. But I wasn't faking being your friend," he added hastily. "I am your friend.""
"THAT'S what you were worried about?" Connor said. "Isn't the min-" Travis shot him a look that said no spoilers "the monster right behind you?"
""Urn ... what are you, exactly?" "That doesn't matter right now.""It doesn't matter? From the waist down, my best friend is a donkey-""
Katie snorted. Donkey.
"Grover let out a sharp, throaty "Blaa-ha-ha!" I'd heard him make that sound before, but I'd always assumed it was a nervous laugh. Now I realized it was more of an irritated bleat."Goat!" he cried. "What?" "I'm a goat from the waist down." "You just said it didn't matter." "Blaa-ha-ha! There are satyrs who would trample you underhoof for such an insult!" "Whoa. Wait. Satyrs. You mean like ... Mr. Brunner's myths?" "Were those old ladies at the fruit stand a myth, Percy? Was Mrs. Dodds a myth?" "So you admit there was a Mrs. Dodds!""
"Seriously, Percy?" groaned Rachel.
""Of course." "Then why-" "The less you knew, the fewer monsters you'd attract," Grover said, like that should be perfectly obvious."
"It should be obvious," Thalia muttered.
"How is that obvious?" Percy W said.
"ANYWAY, moving on," Annabeth said, and gestured for Sam to continue.
" "We put Mist over the humans' eyes. We hoped you'd think the Kindly One was a hallucination. But it was no good. You started to realize who you are." "Who I-wait a minute, what do you mean?" The weird bellowing noise rose up again somewhere behind us, closer than before. Whatever was chasing us was still on our trail."
"No duh," Connor said, rolling his eyes.
""Percy," my mom said, "there's too much to explain and not enough time. We have to get you to safety." "Safety from what? Who's after me?" "Oh, nobody much," Grover said, obviously still miffed about the donkey comment. "Just the Lord of the Dead and a few of his blood-thirstiest minions.""
"WHAT!" exclaimed Ginny.
"Grover! Seriously?" Annabeth cried. "That is NOT how you're supposed to say it!"
Thalia nodded.
"WHO CARES HOW HE SAID IT! THE BLOODY LORD OF THE DEAD AND HIS MINIONS! BLOODY HELL!" screamed Ron. He looked at Percy. "HOW ARE YOU ALIVE!"
Percy shrugged. "This isn't even the hardest part," he said nonchalantly. "You should save that comment for later."
""Grover!" "Sorry, Mrs. Jackson. Could you drive faster, please?" I tried to wrap my mind around what was happening, but I couldn't do it. I knew this wasn't a dream. I had no imagination. I could never dream up something this weird. My mom made a hard left. We swerved onto a narrower road, racing past darkened farmhouses and wooded hills and PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRIES signs on white picket fences."
"STRAWBERRIES!" squealed Katie. "Oh, how I love strawberries."
Everyone looked at her weirdly. Then, a strawberry appeared, and katie began to kiss it/suck on it. Everyone looked at her even more weirdly.
"What? I like strawberries, ok?" she shrugged, like it was completely normal to have an affair with a strawberry.
"Um… moving on," George said. "Sam?"
"Uh, ya," Sam shook her head to get the disturbing image out of her head.
""Where are we going?" I asked. "The summer camp I told you about." My mother's voice was tight; she was trying for my sake not to be scared. "The place your father wanted to send you.""
Oh, Sally, thought Thalia.
" "The place you didn't want me to go." "Please, dear," my mother begged. "This is hard enough. Try to understand. You're in danger." "Because some old ladies cut yarn." "Those weren't old ladies," Grover said. "Those were the Fates. Do you know what it means-the fact they appeared in front of you? They only do that when you're about to ... when someone's about to die." "Whoa. You said 'you.'" "No I didn't. I said 'someone.'" "You meant 'you.' As in me." "I meant you, like 'someone.' Not you, you.""
"Whaat?" asked Leo.
"Seriously, guys?" Piper said to Percy and Grover, who flushed.
""Boys!" my mom said. She pulled the wheel hard to the right, and I got a glimpse of a figure she'd swerved to avoid-a dark fluttering shape now lost behind us in the storm. "What was that?" I asked."
"A monster, duh," Sadie muttered.
""We're almost there," my mother said, ignoring my question. "Another mile. Please. Please. Please." I didn't know where there was, but I found myself leaning forward in the car, anticipating, wanting us to arrive."
"Cuz then you'll be safe," Will muttered.
Connor turned to Travis, about to say something, only to find Travis staring jealously at the strawberry in Katie's hand.
"Outside, nothing but rain and darkness-the kind of empty countryside you get way out on the tip of Long Island. I thought about Mrs. Dodds and the moment when she'd changed into the thing with pointed teeth and leathery wings. My limbs went numb from delayed shock. She really hadn't been human. She'd meant to kill me."
"No duh!" Zia said, rolling her eyes.
"Then I thought about Mr. Brunner ... and the sword he had thrown me. Before I could ask Grover about that, the hair rose on the back of my neck. There was a blinding flash, a jaw-rattling boom!, and our car exploded. I remember feeling weightless, like I was being crushed, fried, and hosed down all at the same time. I peeled my forehead off the back of the driver's seat and said, "Ow.""
Alex smirked. "Ow? Seriously?" she said to herself. Magnus, who heard her, smiled.
""Percy!" my mom shouted. "I'm okay... ." I tried to shake off the daze. I wasn't dead. The car hadn't really exploded. We'd swerved into a ditch. Our driver's-side doors were wedged in the mud. The roof had cracked open like an eggshell and rain was pouring in. Lightning. That was the only explanation. We'd been blasted right off the road."
"DAD!" screamed Thalia.
"Zeus, your daughter's mad," Hermes laughed through the speaker.
"Next to me in the backseat was a big motionless lump. "Grover!"He was slumped over, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. I shook his furry hip, thinking, No! Even if you are half barnyard animal, you're my best friend and I don't want you to die! Then he groaned "Food," and I knew there was hope."
Half the people in the room snorted/giggled/laughed. Everyone else smiled. Well, except for Grover, who was bright red.
""Percy," my mother said, "we have to ..." Her voice faltered. I looked back. In a flash of lightning, through the mud-spattered rear windshield, I saw a figure lumbering toward us on the shoulder of the road. The sight of it made my skin crawl. It was a dark silhouette of a huge guy, like a football player. He seemed to be holding a blanket over his head. His top half was bulky and fuzzy. His upraised hands made it look like he had horns."
"Oh gods," murmured Jason.
"I swallowed hard. "Who is-" "Percy," my mother said, deadly serious. "Get out of the car."My mother threw herself against the driver's-side door. It was jammed shut in the mud. I tried mine. Stuck too. I looked up desperately at the hole in the roof. It might've been an exit, but the edges were sizzling and smoking. "Climb out the passenger's side!" my mother told me. "Percy-you have to run. Do you see that big tree?""
"That's me!" Thalia said happily. The wizards and norse and egyptians stared at her.
""What?" Another flash of lightning, and through the smoking hole in the roof I saw the tree she meant: a huge, White House Christmas tree-sized pine at the crest of the nearest hill. "That's the property line," my mom said. "Get over that hill and you'll see a big farmhouse down in the valley. Run and don't look back. Yell for help. Don't stop until you reach the door." "Mom, you're coming too." Her face was pale, her eyes as sad as when she looked at the ocean."
"Wait I thought she was happy when she looked at the ocean," Ron said.
Hermione screamed, "NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW! CONTINUE!"
""No!" I shouted. "You are coming with me. Help me carry Grover." "Food!" Grover moaned, a little louder. The man with the blanket on his head kept coming toward us, making his grunting, snorting noises. As he got closer, I realized he couldn't be holding a blanket over his head, because his hands-huge meaty hands-were swinging at his sides. There was no blanket. Meaning the bulky, fuzzy mass that was too big to be his head ... was his head. And the points that looked like horns …"
"Seaweed Brain! Get over it already!" Annabeth sighed.
""He doesn't want us," my mother told me. "He wants you. Besides, I can't cross the property line." "But..." "We don't have time, Percy. Go. Please." I got mad, then-mad at my mother, at Grover the goat, at the thing with horns that was lumbering toward us slowly and deliberately like, like a bull."
"There are so many things wrong with that sentence," Thalia said.
"Number 1: Don't be mad at your mom," Piper said.
"Number 2: Grover the goat? Really?" Katie added.
"Number 3: like a bull? IT IS A GODS DAMN BULL!" Thalia cried.
"Is gods damn a word?" Percy wondered.
"That's what you understood out of all of that?" Annabeth asked.
Percy nodded playfully.
"I climbed across Grover and pushed the door open into the rain. "We're going together. Come on, Mom." "I told you-" "Mom! I am not leaving you. Help me with Grover.""
"You idiot with your stupid fatal flaw," Annabeth sighed.
"I didn't wait for her answer. I scrambled outside, dragging Grover from the car. He was surprisingly light, but I couldn't have carried him very far if my mom hadn't come to my aid."
"I thought you were super strong," Ron said.
"Together, we draped Grover's arms over our shoulders and started stumbling uphill through wet waist-high grass. Glancing back, I got my first clear look at the monster. He was seven feet tall, easy, his arms and legs like something from the cover of Muscle Man magazine-bulging biceps and triceps and a bunch of other 'ceps, all stuffed like baseballs under vein-webbed skin. He wore no clothes except underwear-I mean, bright white Fruit of the Looms-which would've looked funny, except that the top half of his body was so scary. Coarse brown hair started at about his bellybutton and got thicker as it reached his shoulders."
"Nice description," Walt snickered.
"His neck was a mass of muscle and fur leading up to his enormous head, which had a snout as long as my arm, snotty nostrils with a gleaming brass ring, cruel black eyes, and horns-enormous black-and-white horns with points you just couldn't get from an electric sharpener. I recognized the monster, all right. He had been in one of the first stories Mr. Brunner told us. But he couldn't be real. I blinked the rain out of my eyes. "That's-" "Pasiphae's son," my mother said. "I wish I'd known how badly they want to kill you.""
"Smart," Will said.
""But he's the Min-""Don't say his name," she warned. "Names have power.""
"Wait, how does she know that?" Sadie asked.
"Names do hold power. Sadie knows mine, and now she can control me," Carter sighed.
"I know it too! It's Carter! So can I control you, too?" Ron asked, like a 2 year old.
Sadie rolled her eyes, "His secret name, dummy."
"The pine tree was still way too far-a hundred yards uphill at least. I glanced behind me again. The bull-man hunched over our car, looking in the windows-or not looking, exactly. More like snuffling, nuzzling. I wasn't sure why he bothered, since we were only about fifty feet away. "Food?" Grover moaned. "Shhh," I told him. "Mom, what's he doing? Doesn't he see us?" "His sight and hearing are terrible," she said. "He goes by smell. But he'll figure out where we are soon enough.""
"How does she know this stuff? I've been studying at camp for years, and I still don't know!" Connor said.
"That's cuz you don't listen," Katie said, rolling her eyes.
"As if on cue, the bull-man bellowed in rage. He picked up Gabe's Camaro by the torn roof, the chassis creaking and groaning. He raised the car over his head and threw it down the road. It slammed into the wet asphalt and skidded in a shower of sparks for about half a mile before coming to a stop. The gas tank exploded.
Not a scratch, I remembered Gabe saying. Oops."
Blitz smirked.
""Percy," my mom said. "When he sees us, he'll charge. Wait until the last second, then jump out of the way- directly sideways. He can't change directions very well once he's charging. Do you understand?" "How do you know all this?" "I've been worried about an attack for a long time. I should have expected this. I was selfish, keeping you near me." "Keeping me near you? But-" Another bellow of rage, and the bull-man started tromping uphill. He'd smelled us. The pine tree was only a few more yards, but the hill was getting steeper and slicker, and Grover wasn't getting any lighter."
Hermione leaned forward, gripping her chair tightly. What was going to happen?
"The bull-man closed in. Another few seconds and he'd be on top of us. My mother must've been exhausted, but she shouldered Grover. "Go, Percy! Separate! Remember what I said." I didn't want to split up, but I had the feeling she was right-it was our only chance. I sprinted to the left, turned, and saw the creature bearing down on me. His black eyes glowed with hate. He reeked like rotten meat. He lowered his head and charged, those razor-sharp horns aimed straight at my chest."
Hermione shut her eyes. Don't die!
"The fear in my stomach made me want to bolt, but that wouldn't work. I could never outrun this thing. So I held my ground, and at the last moment, I jumped to the side."
"Did Percy do something smart? What is going on?" cried Thalia, only to be shushed by Jason.
"The bull-man stormed past like a freight train, then bellowed with frustration and turned, but not toward me this time, toward my mother, who was setting Grover down in the grass. We'd reached the crest of the hill. Down the other side I could see a valley, just as my mother had said, and the lights of a farmhouse glowing yellow through the rain. But that was half a mile away. We'd never make it. The bull-man grunted, pawing the ground. He kept eyeing my mother, who was now retreating slowly downhill, back toward the road, trying to lead the monster away from Grover."
"Sally's a mortal, why would it want her?" Thalia wondered aloud.
"Don't you know? Like, I mean, weren't you there?"Alex asked.
"I wasn't there, I mean, actually, I was, but not really cuz I was still a tree, so… ya," Thalia said.
"Um… ok" Alex said.
""Run, Percy!" she told me. "I can't go any farther. Run!" But I just stood there, frozen in fear, as the monster charged her. She tried to sidestep, as she'd told me to do, but the monster had learned his lesson. His hand shot out and grabbed her by the neck as she tried to get away. He lifted her as she struggled, kicking and pummeling the air. "Mom!" She caught my eyes, managed to choke out one last word: "Go!" Then, with an angry roar, the monster closed his fists around my mother's neck, and she dissolved before my eyes, melting into light, a shimmering golden form, as if she were a holographic projection. A blinding flash, and she was simply ... gone."
"Wait she died! Just like that!" gasped Ginny.
"Isn't she alive? Did she come back, like me?" Hazel inquired.
"No… it's complicated. You'll see," Percy said cryptically, not wanting to spoil anything.
""No!" Anger replaced my fear. Newfound strength burned in my limbs-the same rush of energy I'd gotten when Mrs. Dodds grew talons. The bull-man bore down on Grover, who lay helpless in the grass. The monster hunched over, snuffling my best friend, as if he were about to lift Grover up and make him dissolve too. I couldn't allow that. I stripped off my red rain jacket. "Hey!" I screamed, waving the jacket, running to one side of the monster. "Hey, stupid! Ground beef!""
"How do you come up with this stuff, dude?" asked Walt.
Percy smiled, "I have a gift for annoying powerful beings."
""Raaaarrrrr!" The monster turned toward me, shaking his meaty fists. I had an idea-a stupid idea, but better than no idea at all. I put my back to the big pine tree and waved my red jacket in front of the bull-man, thinking I'd jump out of the way at the last moment. But it didn't happen like that. The bull-man charged too fast, his arms out to grab me whichever way I tried to dodge. Time slowed down."
"HE was helping you?" Thalia screamed.
"NO! IT'S JUST AN EXPRESSION!" Percy cried.
Thalia was visibly reassured by that statement.
"Who is 'HE'?" Magnus asked.
"You'll see soon, cousin," Annabeth said.
"My legs tensed. I couldn't jump sideways, so I leaped straight up, kicking off from the creature's head, using it as a springboard, turning in midair, and landing on his neck."
"Your instincts are so cool, bro," Travis said. "You're so lucky."
Percy nodded. "I am."
"How did I do that? I didn't have time to figure it out. A millisecond later, the monster's head slammed into the tree and the impact nearly knocked my teeth out."
"That was you? I got a HUGE DENT because of that, ok?" Thalia yelled.
"Sorry," Percy replied carelessly.
"The bull-man staggered around, trying to shake me. I locked my arms around his horns to keep from being thrown. Thunder and lightning were still going strong. The rain was in my eyes. The smell of rotten meat burned my nostrils."
"Eww!" Hermione said, wrinkling her nose.
"The monster shook himself around and bucked like a rodeo bull. He should have just backed up into the tree and smashed me flat, but I was starting to realize that this thing had only one gear: forward."
"Analyzing your enemies. Good," Annabeth approved.
"Meanwhile, Grover started groaning in the grass. I wanted to yell at him to shut up, but the way I was getting tossed around, if I opened my mouth I'd bite my own tongue off. "Food!" Grover moaned. The bull-man wheeled toward him, pawed the ground again, and got ready to charge. I thought about how he had squeezed the life out of my mother, made her disappear in a flash of light, and rage filled me like high-octane fuel. I got both hands around one horn and I pulled backward with all my might. The monster tensed, gave a surprised grunt, then-snap! The bull-man screamed and flung me through the air. I landed flat on my back in the grass. My head smacked against a rock. When I sat up, my vision was blurry, but I had a horn in my hands, a ragged bone weapon the size of a knife."
"AWESOME!" Ron yelled.
"The monster charged. Without thinking, I rolled to one side and came up kneeling. As the monster barreled past, I drove the broken horn straight into his side, right up under his furry rib cage."
"How do you do that without thinking? And with no training either… " Katie asked.
"Idk… instincts," Percy replied.
"The bull-man roared in agony. He flailed, clawing at his chest, then began to disintegrate-not like my mother, in a flash of golden light, but like crumbling sand, blown away in chunks by the wind, the same way Mrs. Dodds had burst apart. The monster was gone."
"YAY," cheered Ron.
Everyone raised their eyebrows at him.
"What?" he said defensively. "I'm happy the evil guy's dead."
"He's not the evil guy," Annabeth said.
"Wait, I thought Percy was the good guy," Ron said, confused.
"He is," Annabeth nodded,
"Then the monster is the bad guy," Ron explained. "Since he was fighting against Percy."
"Mini-obstacle," Annabeth shrugged, "Not THE evil guy aka the antagonist."
"What?" Ron asked, confounded.
Annabeth took a deep breath, rubbed her head, and said, "You know what? Whatever."
"The rain had stopped. The storm still rumbled, but only in the distance. I smelled like livestock and my knees were shaking. My head felt like it was splitting open. I was weak and scared and trembling with grief I'd just seen my mother vanish. I wanted to lie down and cry, but there was Grover, needing my help, so I managed to haul him up and stagger down into the valley, toward the lights of the farmhouse. I was crying, calling for my mother, but I held on to Grover-I wasn't going to let him go."
Rachel smiled at Percy's kindness.
"The last thing I remember is collapsing on a wooden porch, looking up at a ceiling fan circling above me, moths flying around a yellow light, and the stern faces of a familiar-looking bearded man and a pretty girl, her blond hair curled like a princess's."
"Awww," Thalia said teasingly.
Percy and Annabeth blushed.
"They both looked down at me, and the girl said, "He's the one. He must be.""
"How did you know?" Thalia asked again.
"You know I didn't mean it that way," Annabeth said, blushing bright red.
"Guys, let's finish the chapter, there's literally like one sentence left," Amir suggested.
""Silence, Annabeth," the man said. "He's still conscious. Bring him inside.""
"IS HE BEING KIDNAPPED?" Ron cried.
"Uh, no…" Katie replied.
"Um, guys, the chapter's over, so can we go back to the other room?" Piper inquired.
"Ya, let's go," Blitz agreed.
Sadie nodded.
And so they all went back to the original room.
No one even wondered if Draco Malfoy was going to be in the room.
It seemed they were about to be surprised.
Thank you for reading!
This chapter is dedicated to… the holidays! YAY!
PLEASE REVIEW, FAVORITE & FOLLOW! Thanks!
Questions of the chapter:
Should I do some scenes as movies? (sorry if I keep asking this question!) Should I shorten some stuff instead of quoting it? Should I make Hermione and Ron less bratty/dumb? (I guess they're a bit ooc…) Are Katie and Travis already dating in this fanfic? (Sorry that I worded that weirdly, but I can't remember if I said they were already dating or not…)