Hey everyone sorry it took so long, I promise to never let it happen again. I Had the worst writer's block imaginable and couldn't get over it. Hears the outcome of the soda voting:
regular coke - theyellowone
regular pepsi - storylover3
regular coke -PJO rulz
regular pepsi - Tasolae
regular coke - myth freak
regular pepsi -plooly233
regular coke - Ace
Thanks for everyone who participated but I was disappointed that no one shared mine and Percy's obsession with Diet Coke. Oh well enjoy or not…your choice. Next question at bottom.
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Wherever You Will Go: Percy
9 DAYS LATER
DATE: 7/19
TIME: 013:13:11
ATTACK: 151
A sheet of scarlet fabric makes it's way slowly into the sky. A gold eye in a sea of red stares down at the vampires gathered beneath it. The fiery flag makes an abrupt halt at tip of the 30 foot bronze pole; ripple majestically, a symbol of the rebellion, a new world.
I look over at the beautiful girl feet from me. Her golden hair spirals in the wind, wafting her unique paper and cinnamon scent towards me. I wind my arms around her waist and lay my head on her shoulder swaying slightly.
"You did a great job Wise Girl." I say, "The new symbol of rebellion."
Annebeth sighs in contentment, eyes still transfixed upon her masterpiece, flying with the breeze. "It is nice, huh?" Annebeth says, "I wish I had more time to work on it though. I could have added more eyes and bigger-a lot bigger with…" I interrupt her processing with a small chuckle. She spins from my hold and faces me, her grey eyes annoyed and angry.
"And what's so funny?" She snaps at me. I'd obviously hit a nerve.
I quickly try to make amends, "Nothing's funny, your just being so Annebeth right now. I think it's funny your trying to fix something that has nothing wrong with it. Your flag is amazing, perfect even." This seems to mellow her out.
"Oh," she says, biting her lip in embarrassment. I laugh and cup her cheek in my hand, pulling her in for a kiss. Annebeth pulls away, I pout giving her my best puppy dog eyes, wanting the kiss to last a bit longer. This doesn't seem to sway her, she shakes her head but a small-amused smile spreads softly on her face. She taps my chest six times and then gives me an exasperated look, 'not this again'.
Crap the fan club is back. Annebeth and I have a silent discussion, using our expressions and eyes for meaning.
My eyes widen in fear, 'what do we do?'
A determined look crosses her face, 'Let me at them, they need to learn a lesson-trying to steal my boyfriend!'
I give her my stern face, 'Oh no you don't, we can't afford any enemies.'
She looks resigned, and then looks up at me expectantly, 'so what are you going to do about it?'
I shrug and roll my eyes, 'I don't know- continue ignoring them I guess, but that's difficult when they jump out of no where and corner me in the woods.'
Annebeth has her far-off expression in place and then her face lights up, 'I've got an idea!' She grabs my hand and yanks me around. I now can see the 6 women sitting near the shore of the river there's Tanya Denali, Grace Grey (from France), Allison Lynch (Germany), Hope Brendan (Australia), Estel Sentempla (Greece), Kaye Silver (Canada). Annebeth pulls me in the opposite direction; we weave through Eleazar's power session with Kate Denali, Roman Blackwood (Rome), and Griffin Knight (California). Eleazar yells after us, "Hey Annebeth, do you and Percy want to join?"
"Sorry Eleazar, we're busy. I think we've found a solution to Percy's little problem." Annebeth replies, over her shoulder as we speed away.
Eleazar laughs and waves, "In Bocca al Lupo!" Translated from the Italian, 'into the wolves mouth', which mean good luck. For your information, Rosetta Stone does indeed work.
Annebeth and I are stopped again by Jasper in the field surrounded by a couple dozen fairly new vampires, the oldest being 25. "Hey Perc can you help show everyone the offensive technique we were practicing the other day?"
Annebeth gives me a small nod of approval, though she looks a bit cautious. I give her a small peck on the cheek and jog towards the spot opposite of Jasper. I stand in a red painted ring and await the first offensive move from Jasper. He leaps from the ground towards me, running in a hunters crouch. I can tell by the snarl on his lips that he wasn't going to make this a easy match like last time, I need a change of plans. He's about to crash into me and I swiftly kick him in the groin, as a refex he bends his head over the wounded area were his face makes hard contact with my knee. I then jump into the air and spin around to kick Jasper sky born and into the crowd of wide-eyed new borns. "Hey Jasper, that was fun we should do it again some time!" I yell in the general direction of his flailing body. "That is if you aren't to chicken to mess with this!" I flex and pose like an old Greek Olympic statue. Annebeth laughs and tugs me away.
"Come on, remember we're on a mission." Annebeth says and leads me by the arm back towards the house. Jose, a Mexican nomad who is Jasper's right hand man, blocks our way. They were both apart of a newborn army, though they never met before we declared war; the two are thick as thieves.
"So what kind of mission are you guys on? Anything I can help with?" Jose asks, sounding curious and sincere in his offer to help.
"Wow Jose, thanks man we would-" My reply is caught short by a stab in the gut, courtesy of Annebeth's elbow. "Ouch what was that for!"
I massage my stomach with the palm of my hand, groaning slightly. Annebeth rolls her eyes and turns her attention back towards Jose who looks annoyingly mirthful at my pain. "Jose, I'm sorry but your not needed in the plan at this point in the process. We'll stay in touch." She says with quick business like precision and yanks me away from a dumbstruck Jose.
I'd never seen Annebeth act like this before, so determined and excited. She was literally bouncing while knocking people out of her way as we made a beeline towards the house. This was all because of the club, who knew jealousy was what really got Annebeth going. You probably want an explanation through all the crazy things that happened over the time gap. After Wesley's message was delivered, a thick stream of vampires from across the globe accumulated here at the Cullen house. Around 230 in all, not including the 17 werewolves from LaPush and vampire children like Renesmee from South America. Half of the wolves had silver in their fur, symbolizing age and respect in their grouping. Sam the leader of the pack gladly relinquished his power to Jacob on arrival, claiming he had his time and was no longer in his prime to lead.
The vampire-human children or half bloods (8D) had 5 in all including Nessie, Serena, Maysun, Jennifer, and Nahuel. All theses varieties of mythical creatures and what not are contained within a 3-mile perimeter of the Cullen home. The only problems we face are the close proximities, blood lust, and crazed cougars. Not the cat kind-the lonely female vampire type who seem to be obsessed with a newborn boy that was me. The first of them being Tanya, then Grace Grey and Allison Lynch, Hope Brenda, Nina from England, and so on until a group had formed, the Pj's.
The club consisted of 17, their leader Tanya assigns a shift to each member, every hour or so I'm tailed by a varying amount of girls everywhere I go. Two days ago I even swam to the bottom of the river for some much needed privacy, only to find Lindsey and Kaye waving beside to a giant salmon. It was definitely getting out of hand, Annebeth wasn't aloud to leave my side out of fear she'd be knocked off the top of the club's hit list. Her and I had created a synchronized technique, if either of us saw any Pj's we would tap the other how many stalkers there were. Like today Annebeth saw six and so tapped my chest six times. Now Annebeth has a plan, I pray to the gods it works.
We finally made it to the house after skirting past a few Pj's and an Emmett sized boulder thrown in our direction by seething Jasper. "So who are we looking for?" I ask Annebeth as we enter the compacted house.
"Alice, Rosalie, Esme, Bella-" Annebeth says counting off each name with a pointed finger. "Nessie… um Edward too and… Carlisle… Jasper we need him… Emmett would be good to have in case things get out of hand… oh and the wolves are involved too so Jake should be here. I think that's everyone I'll need." I stare at her dumbfounded. She looks confused at my expression. "What, why are you looking at me like I'm crazy?" Annebeth asks self-consciously.
"You couldn't of said, 'I need the whole Cullen family'?" I ask her incredulously.
"Oh yah." She says looking confused. I smile and wrap a comforting arm around her shoulder in a quick squeeze and then I lead her (for a change) to the den were Wesley sits. Him and his mate, Lindsey are watching a show I don't recognize with an American nomad named Drake.
"Hey guys how's it going?" I ask behind the couch, were the three sit.
Drake twists his torso to face me, "Nothing much man. These two found a cool show and we've just been checking it out. What up with the two of you?"
"We actually need to borrow Wesley or his gift anyways." Wesley pushes off the couch and he faces us smiling pleasantly down at the two of us. His giant form casts a long shadow across the room.
Lindsey's small red bob pops from the couch as well. Her red eyes stare at us warily and then she pulls Wesley's large blond head down to her petite height. She whispers something in furious Irish that I can't discern. Wesley nods and straightens himself, in his booming Irish accent, "Awe Percy, Ima terribly sorry but yous see m'darlin doesn't take kindly to ya on account of the way you's of been treatin them young lasses who have a taken a fancie to yah, so soory Percy." Wesley rings his hands in discomfort and turns away aquardly back to the couch.
"Well that was weird." I say to Annebeth as we make our way back outside. "I guess we'll have to do it the old fashioned way." I spread my feet apart, puff out my chest and yell at my highest vocal capacity, "CULLENS FALL IN!" In a blink of an eye they're all gathered in a loose circle around Annebeth and I. They all look wary and confused except for a bouncing Alice and resigned Edward. "Great now Annebeth has a plan concerning my little problem with the Pj's. We'll discuss in the tactics room." I say retreating back inside the confines of the house.
The tactics room is one of the largest spaces in the house. A long oak polished table runs through the middle with chairs and moniters surrounding it. Maps and file cabinets surround the walls and a smart board is placed at every five-foot interval. Everyone takes a seat along the side and Annebeth stands at a podium directly in front.
"Now as you all very well know, Percy has been having some trouble with his fan club or the Pj's" Annebeth begins, commanding everyone's attention. "We've tried intervention, ignorance, and injury…there's been no affect. But what haven't we tried?"
"Make over's?" Rosalie asks bored.
"Distractions" Alice says excitedly, staring at Annebeth with rapt attention.
Annebeth nods her head in approval, "Exactly a distraction from Percy with something else. They all think Percy's their mate, so we'll just have to tell them they're wrong and show them who actually is. Ladies it's match making time." Alice squeals and falls to the floor.
Song by: The Calling
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