Truth Builds Trust
Chapter 10
Reyna Reads
Author's notes: I don't own Percy Jackson and The Olympians or The Heroes of Olympus series. Everything in Bold belongs to Rick Riordan. I am just a humble fan of his work.
The other characters arriving in this book will be: Clarisse La Rue, Chiron, and Thalia Grace. (Maybe Tyson later?)
The Characters arriving in Titan's curse will be: Rachel Elizabeth Dare, maybe Zoe Nightshade, and possibly Bianca if most people want them to appear.
Summary: Now that the Seven, Nico, Reyna, Coach Hedge and Grover have finished reading The Lightning Thief they've moved on to the next book, 'The Sea of Monsters.' Leo is acting mopey, Nico is trying to hide, and the others are desperately trying to get the Truth out of them. Along with Thalia, Chiron and Clarisse they might just be able to get them to talk, if not then they'll have to wait for the books to explain it.
Chapter 10: We Hitch A Ride With Dead Confederates
They all gave Percy and Annabeth quizzical looks.
"Just read Reyna." Annabeth said politely.
Reyna gave her a nod and returned to the book.
"Thermos!" I screamed as we hurtled toward the water.
"What?" Annabeth must've thought I'd lost my mind. She was holding on to the boat straps for dear life, her hair flying straight up like a torch.
But Tyson understood. He managed to open my duffel bag and take out Hermes's magical thermos without losing his grip on it or the boat.
"Thank the gods for Tyson." Piper said.
Arrows and javelins whistled past us.
I grabbed the thermos and hoped I was doing the right thing. "Hang on!"
"I am hanging on!" Annabeth yelled.
They chuckled despite the bad situation their two friends were in.
"Tighter!"
I hooked my feet under the boat's inflatable bench, and as Tyson grabbed Annabeth and me by the backs of our shirts, I gave the thermos cap a quarter turn.
Instantly, a white sheet of wind jetted out of the ther-mos and propelled us sideways, turning our downward plummet into a forty-five-degree crash landing.
Their friends tensed extremely worried for them.
The wind seemed to laugh as it shot from the thermos, like it was glad to be free. As we hit the ocean, we bumped once, twice, skipping like a stone, then we were whizzing along like a speed boat, salt spray in our faces and nothing but sea ahead.
I heard a wail of outrage from the ship behind us, but we were already out of weapon range.
They all sighed in relief.
The Princess Andromeda faded to the size of a white toy boat in the distance, and then it was gone.
As we raced over the sea, Annabeth and I tried to send an Iris-message to Chiron. We figured it was important we let somebody know what Luke was doing, and we didn't know who else to trust.
Chiron smiled warmly at the two demigods. He was glad that they trusted him so much.
The wind from the thermos stirred up a nice sea spray that made a rainbow in the sunlight-perfect for an Iris-message-but our connection was still poor. When Annabeth threw a gold drachma into the mist and prayed for the rainbow goddess to show us Chiron, his face appeared all right, but there was some kind of weird strobe light flashing in the background and rock music blaring, like he was at a dance club.
They all laughed at the mental image of the centaur in a club.
We told him about sneaking away from camp, and Luke and the Princess Andromeda and the golden box for Kronos's remains, but between the noise on his end and the rushing wind and water on our end, I'm not sure how much he heard.
"Percy, " Chiron yelled, "you have to watch out for-"
His voice was drowned out by loud shouting behind him-a bunch of voices whooping it up like Comanche warriors.
They all raised their eyebrows wondering what the noise could be.
"What?" I yelled.
"Curse my relatives!" Chiron ducked as a plate flew over his head and shattered somewhere out of sight.
"Your relatives are the ones making all of that noise?" Frank asked.
Chiron nodded in affirmation.
"Cool!" Leo shouted. "They sound like my kind of peeps! I mean... centaurs!" He quickly corrected himself.
"Annabeth, you shouldn't have let Percy leave camp! But if you do get the Fleece-"
"Yeah, baby!" somebody behind Chiron yelled. "Woo-hoooooo!"
The music got cranked up, subwoofers so loud it made our boat vibrate.
"That's really going to damage their hearing." Annabeth commented.
Percy nodded in agreement. Annabeth and Percy were sitting together. The daughter of Athena was resting her head on his shoulder. Percy had his arm across her back, holding her securely.
"-Miami, " Chiron was yelling. "I'll try to keep watch-"
Our misty screen smashed apart like someone on the other side had thrown a bottle at it, and Chiron was gone.
An hour later we spotted land-a long stretch of beach lined with high-rise hotels. The water became crowded with fishing boats and tankers. A coast guard cruiser passed on our starboard side, then turned like it wanted a second look. I guess it isn't every day they see a yellow lifeboat with no engine going a hundred knots an hour, manned by three kids.
They chucked at Percy's thoughts.
"That's Virginia Beach!" Annabeth said as we approached the shoreline. "Oh my gods, how did the Princess Andromeda travel so far overnight? That's like-"
"Five hundred and thirty nautical miles, " I said.
They all stared at Percy wondering how he knew that.
He fidgeted uncomfortably as everyone looked at him. "Can we just move on please?"
Reyna continued to read the chapter
She stared at me. "How did you know that?"
"I-I'm not sure. "
Annabeth thought for a moment. "Percy, what's our position?"
"36 degrees, 44 minutes north, 76 degrees, 2 minutes west, " I said immediately. Then I shook my head. "Whoa. How did I know that?"
"I think we'd all like to know that." Grover commented.
"Because of your dad, " Annabeth guessed. "When you're at sea, you have perfect bearings. That is so cool. "
"That is pretty awesome." Hazel said.
Percy gave her a small smile.
I wasn't sure about that. I didn't want to be a human GPS unit. But before I could say anything, Tyson tapped my shoulder. "Other boat is coming. "
I looked back. The coast guard vessel was definitely on our tail now. Its lights were flashing and it was gaining speed.
"We can't let them catch us, " I said. "They'll ask too many questions. "
"Keep going into Chesapeake Bay, " Annabeth said. "I know a place we can hide. "
They all looked curiously at Annabeth. Wondering how she could possibly know something like that. Maybe she had been there before?
I didn't ask what she meant, or how she knew the area so well. I risked loosening the thermos cap a little more, and a fresh burst of wind sent us rocketing around the northern tip of Virginia Beach into Chesapeake Bay. The coast guard boat fell farther and farther behind. We didn't slow down until the shores of the bay narrowed on either side, and I realized we'd entered the mouth of a river.
I could feel the change from salt water to fresh water. Suddenly I was tired and frazzled, like I was coming down off a sugar high. I didn't know where I was anymore, or which way to steer the boat. It was a good thing Annabeth was directing me.
They all were thankful that Annabeth was there with Percy, as well as Tyson.
"There, " she said. "Past that sandbar. "
We veered into a swampy area choked with marsh grass. I beached the lifeboat at the foot of a giant cypress.
Vine-covered trees loomed above us. Insects chirred in the woods. The air was muggy and hot, and steam curled off the river. Basically, it wasn't Manhattan, and I didn't like it.
"How very judgmental of you Percy." Annabeth said disapprovingly.
"Sorry." The son of Poseidon mumbled.
"Come on, " Annabeth said. "It's just down the bank. "
"What is?" I asked.
"Just follow. " She grabbed a duffel bag. "And we'd better cover the boat. We don't want to draw attention. "
After burying the lifeboat with branches, Tyson and I followed Annabeth along the shore, our feet sinking in red mud. A snake slithered past my shoe and disappeared into the grass.
"Snakes." Hazel said shivering.
"Not a good place, " Tyson said. He swatted the mosqui-toes that were forming a buffet line on his arm.
After another few minutes, Annabeth said, "Here. "
All I saw was a patch of brambles. Then Annabeth moved aside a woven circle of branches, like a door, and I realized I was looking into a camouflaged shelter.
"Cool!" Leo commented as he started fiddling with the Archimedes Sphere.
They took glances at the son of Hephaestus. Why wouldn't he tell them what was bothering him? They were his friends.
The inside was big enough for three, even with Tyson being the third. The walls were woven from plant material, like a Native American hut, but they looked pretty water-proof. Stacked in the corner was everything you could want for a campout-sleeping bags, blankets, an ice chest, and a kerosene lamp. There were demigod provisions, too- bronze javelin tips, a quiver full of arrows, an extra sword, and a box of ambrosia. The place smelled musty, like it had been vacant for a long time.
"A half-blood hideout. " I looked at Annabeth in awe. You made this place?"
"Thalia and I, " she said quietly. "And Luke. "
Realization dawned on them. That's how she knew of a place to hide. She, Thalia, and Luke had made a hideout there.
That shouldn't have bothered me. I mean, I knew Thalia and Luke had taken care of Annabeth when she was little. I knew the three of them had been runaways together, hiding from monsters, surviving on their own before Grover found them and tried to get them to Half-Blood Hill. But whenever Annabeth talked about the time she'd spent with them, I kind of felt ... I don't know. Uncomfortable?
No. That's not the word.
The word was jealous.
Annabeth looked surprised at the revelation. "You were jealous of the time I spent with Thalia and Luke?"
"Maybe a little bit." He admitted.
"You don't need to be jealous of them, Percy. We shared many adventures too, remember?" She reminded him.
The other demigods were just as surprised to know that Percy had been jealous of the two half-bloods.
Reyna cleared her throat and began to read once again.
"So ... " I said. "You don't think Luke will look for us here?"
She shook her head. "We made a dozen safe houses like this. I doubt Luke even remembers where they are. Or cares. "
She threw herself down on the blankets and started going through her duffel bag. Her body language made it pretty clear she didn't want to talk.
They all gave the daughter of Athena curious looks.
"Um, Tyson?" I said. "Would you mind scouting around outside? Like, look for a wilderness convenience store or something?"
"Why would you send him to look for a convenience store in the wilderness?" Frank asked. "It's not like there would be one."
"Well..." Percy trailed off
"Convenience store?"
"Yeah, for snacks. Powdered donuts or something. Just don't go too far. "
"Powdered donuts, " Tyson said earnestly. "I will look for powdered donuts in the wilderness. "
"Tyson's so adorable." Piper commented and Hazel readily agreed with her.
He headed outside and started calling, "Here, donuts!"
They all laughed.
Once he was gone, I sat down across from Annabeth. "Hey, I'm sorry about, you know, seeing Luke. "
"It's not your fault. " She unsheathed her knife and started cleaning the blade with a rag.
"He let us go too easily, " I said.
"Now that you mention it." Hazel said. "I see what you mean."
"Yeah, why would he send you with that monster when he was clearly the less intelligent of the two." Reyna commented.
I hoped I'd been imagining it, but Annabeth nodded. "I was thinking the same thing. What we overheard him say about a gamble, and 'they'll take the bait'... I think he was talking about us. "
"The Fleece is the bait? Or Grover?"
Grover shivered at the thought.
She studied the edge of her knife. "I don't know, Percy. Maybe he wants the Fleece for himself. Maybe he's hoping we'll do the hard work and then he can steal it from us. I just can't believe he would poison the tree. "
"What did he mean, " I asked, "that Thalia would've been on his side?"
"She wouldn't have." Jason disagreed.
"You'd be right there." Annabeth told him.
"Of course I wouldn't have been on his side."
They turned in surprise to see the huntress herself.
"Thalia?!" Percy said in disbelief.
"Hey little cousin." She smiled happy to see him alive and well. She pulled him into a tight hug which he readily returned. "So someone want to explain what exactly we are doing?"
"So Hera sent you too?" Jason asked.
"Yeah," She scowled, " She dropped me here in the middle of nowhere... WITH NO EXPLANATION!" She shouted at the sky.
"So, we're reading about Percy's adventures." Annabeth told her. We've already finished the first book, 'The Lightning Thief.' We're on the second book now. 'The Sea of Monsters. Right now Percy and I are at one of old hideouts with Tyson on our way to save Grover and get the Golden fleece to heal your tree."
"So where's the first book?" Thalia asked.
"Right here." Piper said picking it up from the floor and handing it to the hunter. "Why?"
"I want to read it later so I can find out what I missed." She responded. "Now why don't we keep reading."
Reyna complied with her wished and continued to read.
"He's wrong. "
"You don't sound sure. "
Annabeth glared at me, and I started to wish I hadn't asked her about this while she was holding a knife.
They laughed at Percy's thought.
"You know I wouldn't have hurt you." Annabeth told him. "Right Seaweed Brain?"
Percy didn't answer. The daughter of Athena opened her mouth to speak but Reyna continued to read.
"Percy, you know who you remind me of most? Thalia.
"What?!" Thalia exclaimed. "Kelp Head is nothing like me."
You guys are so much alike it's scary. I mean, either you would've been best friends or you would've strangled each other. "
"Well we are best friends, now." Thalia admitted. "But we weren't before. We were kind of enemies."
"What do you mean?" Frank asked.
"I think you guys will find out in the books." The daughter of Zeus said. "After all they are about Percy."
"So you're not going to tell us?" Hazel asked.
"Where would be the fun in that?" She had a twinkle in her eye.
They all groaned in response and Reyna read on.
"Let's go with 'best friends. '"
Thalia smiled at that.
"Thalia got angry with her dad sometimes. So do you. Would you turn against Olympus because of that?"
"Never." Percy informed them.
I stared at the quiver of arrows in the corner. "No. "
"Okay, then. Neither would she. Luke's wrong. " Annabeth stuck her knife blade into the dirt.
I wanted to ask her about the prophecy Luke had mentioned and what it had to do with my sixteenth birth-day. But I figured she wouldn't tell me. Chiron had made it pretty clear that I wasn't allowed to hear it until the gods decided otherwise.
"That sucks." Leo said absently. He was still fiddling with the Archimedes Sphere.
"So what did Luke mean about Cyclopes?" I asked. "He said you of all people-"
"I know what he said. He ... He was talking about the real reason Thalia died. "
I waited, not sure what to say.
Everyone else didn't know what to say either.
They waited for Reyna to continue reading.
Annabeth drew a shaky breath. "You can never trust a Cyclops, Percy. Six years ago, on the night Grover was leading us to Half-Blood Hill-"
She was interrupted when the door of the hut creaked open. Tyson crawled in.
They sighed knowing that they would not get the answer now to why Annabeth hated Cyclopes so much.
"Powdered donuts!" he said proudly, holding up a pastry box.
Annabeth stared at him. "Where did you get that? We're in the middle of the wilderness. There's nothing around for-"
"Fifty feet, " Tyson said. "Monster Donut shop-just over the hill!"
"Excuse me?" Nico said startled. "Did he just say monster Donut shop?"
They all nodded in confirmation.
"Just checking." The son of Hades replied.
"This is bad, " Annabeth muttered.
We were crouching behind a tree, staring at the donut shop in the middle of the woods. It looked brand new, with brightly lit windows, a parking area, and a little road leading off into the forest, but there was nothing else around, and no cars parked in the lot. We could see one employee reading a magazine behind the cash register. That was it. On the store's marquis, in huge black letters that even I could read, it said:
MONSTER DONUT
"Great." Leo said sarcasm in his voice.
A cartoon ogre was taking a bite out of the O in MONSTER. The place smelled good, like fresh-baked chocolate donuts.
"This shouldn't be here, " Annabeth whispered. "It's wrong. "
"What?" I asked. "It's a donut shop. "
They rolled their eyes at the Son of Poseidon obliviousness.
"Shhh!"
"Why are we whispering? Tyson went in and bought a dozen. Nothing happened to him. "
"He's a monster. "
"That's kind of harsh." Piper said frowning.
I thought about it. It did seem a little weird, but, I mean, donut shops weren't real high on my list of sinister forces.
They snorted at the son of Poseidon's thoughts.
"It could be a nest, " Annabeth explained.
Tyson whimpered. I doubt he understood what Annabeth was saying any better than I did, but her tone was making him nervous. He'd plowed through half a dozen donuts from his box and was getting powdered sugar all over his face.
"A nest for what?" I asked.
The other demigods were wondering that as well.
"Haven't you ever wondered how franchise stores pop up so fast?" she asked. "One day there's nothing and then the next day-boom, there's a new burger place or a coffee shop or whatever? First a single store, then two, then four- exact replicas spreading across the country?"
"Um, no. Never thought about it. "
"Percy, some of the chains multiply so fast because all their locations are magically linked to the life force of a monster. Some children of Hermes figured out how to do it back in the 1950s. They breed-"
They all tensed worried about their friends.
She froze.
"What?" I demanded. "They breed what?"
"No-sudden-moves, " Annabeth said, like her life depended on it. "Very slowly, turn around. "
They looked even more concerned.
Then I heard it: a scraping noise, like something large dragging its belly through the leaves.
I turned and saw a rhino-size thing moving through the shadows of the trees. It was hissing, its front half writhing in all different directions. I couldn't understand what I was seeing at first. Then I realized the thing had multiple necks-at least seven, each topped with a hissing reptilian head.
'A Hydra.' They all realized.
Its skin was leathery, and under each neck it wore a plastic bib that read: I'm A MONSTER DONUT KID!
Despite the serious situation, they couldn't help but laugh.
I took out my ballpoint pen, but Annabeth locked eyes with me-a silent warning. Not yet.
I understood. A lot of monsters have terrible eyesight. It was possible the Hydra might pass us by. But if I uncapped my sword now, the bronze glow would certainly get its attention.
We waited.
They all held their breath waiting to see what would happen next.
The Hydra was only a few feet away. It seemed to be sniffing the ground and the trees like it was hunting for something. Then I noticed that two of the heads were rip-ping apart a piece of yellow canvas-one of our duffel bags. The thing had already been to our campsite. It was following our scent.
"Just great." Frank grumbled crossing his arms.
"That was my thought exactly." Percy said.
My heart pounded. I'd seen a stuffed Hydra-head trophy at camp before, but that did nothing to prepare me for the real thing. Each head was diamond-shaped, like a rattlesnake's, but the mouths were lined with jagged rows of sharklike teeth.
Tyson was trembling. He stepped back and accidentally snapped a twig. Immediately, all seven heads turned toward us and hissed.
"Scatter!" Annabeth yelled. She dove to the right.
Thalia gripped her bow tightly worried for her two friends.
I rolled to the left. One of the Hydra heads spat an arc of green liquid that shot past my shoulder and splashed against an elm. The trunk smoked and began to disintegrate. The whole tree toppled straight toward Tyson, who still hadn't moved, petrified by the monster that was now right in front of him.
"Tyson!" I tackled him with all my might, knocking him aside just as the Hydra lunged and the tree crashed on top of two of its heads.
They all let out their breath that they were worried.
The Hydra stumbled backward, yanking its heads free then wailing in outrage at the fallen tree. All seven heads shot acid, and the elm melted into a steaming pool of muck.
"Move!" I told Tyson. I ran to one side and uncapped Riptide, hoping to draw the monster's attention.
It worked.
The sight of celestial bronze is hateful to most monsters. As soon as my glowing blade appeared, the Hydra whipped toward it with all its heads, hissing and baring its teeth.
They all leaned towards the book unconsciously, immersed in the book.
The good news: Tyson was momentarily out of danger. The bad news: I was about to be melted into a puddle of goo.
One of the heads snapped at me experimentally. Without thinking, I swung my sword.
"No!" Annabeth yelled.
Too late. I sliced the Hydra's head clean off. It rolled away into the grass, leaving a flailing stump, which immediately stopped bleeding and began to swell like a balloon.
In a matter of seconds the wounded neck split into two necks, each of which grew a full-size head. Now I was looking at an eight-headed Hydra.
They all grimaced wondering how they were going to get out of this.
"Percy!" Annabeth scolded. "You just opened another Monster Donut shop somewhere!"
I dodged a spray of acid. "I'm about to die and you're worried about that? How do we kill it?"
"Fire!" Annabeth said. "We have to have fire!"
"If only Leo was with you guys." Piper commented.
"Yeah," Percy sighed.
Leo looked up in surprise at their comments. Did they really mean that?
As soon as she said that, I remembered the story. The Hydra's heads would only stop multiplying if we burned the stumps before they regrew. That's what Heracles had done, anyway. But we had no fire.
I backed up toward river. The Hydra followed.
Annabeth moved in on my left and tried to distract one of the heads, parrying its teeth with her knife, but another head swung sideways like a club and knocked her into the muck.
They looked really worried for their friends.
"No hitting my friends!" Tyson charged in, putting himself between the Hydra and Annabeth.
As Annabeth got to her feet, Tyson started smashing at the monster heads with his fists so fast it reminded me of the whack-a-mole game at the arcade. But even Tyson couldn't fend off the Hydra forever.
We kept inching backward, dodging acid splashes and deflecting snapping heads without cutting them off, but I knew we were only postponing our deaths. Eventually, we would make a mistake and the thing would kill us.
They looked even more worried if possible.
Then I heard a strange sound-a chug-chug-chug that at first I thought was my heartbeat. It was so powerful it made the riverbank shake.
"What's that noise?" Annabeth shouted, keeping her eyes on the Hydra.
"Steam engine, " Tyson said.
"What?!" Thalia said bewildered.
"What?" I ducked as the Hydra spat acid over my head.
Then from the river behind us, a familiar female voice shouted: "There! Prepare the thirty- two-pounder!"
I didn't dare look away from the Hydra, but if that was who I thought it was behind us, I figured we now had enemies on two fronts.
They all looked confused except for the three who had been there: Percy, Annabeth, and Clarisse.
A gravelly male voice said, "They're too close, m'lady!"
"Damn the heroes!" the girl said. "Full steam ahead!"
"Aye, m'lady. "
"Fire at will, Captain!"
"Whoever they are, they're jerks." Piper decided.
The others nodded in agreement.
Clarisse got an angry expression on her face in response to Piper's comment. None of them noticed her reaction though.
Annabeth understood what was happening a split second before I did. She yelled, "Hit the dirt!" and we dove for the ground as an earth-shattering BOOM echoed from the river. There was a flash of light, a column of smoke, and the Hydra exploded right in front of us, showering us with nasty green slime that vaporized as soon as it hit, the way monster guts tend to do.
"Gross!" screamed Annabeth.
"Yep, that sums it right up." Leo replied.
"Steamship!" yelled Tyson.
I stood, coughing from the cloud of gunpowder smoke that was rolling across the banks.
Chugging toward us down the river was the strangest ship I'd ever seen. It rode low in the water like a submarine, its deck plated with iron. In the middle was a trapezoid-shaped casemate with slats on each side for cannons. A flag waved from the top-a wild boar and spear on a bloodred field.
They all looked at the daughter of Ares.
"So it's you?" Hazel replied.
"Yes, you got a problem with that?!" She demanded.
"No, it just explains everything." Frank said. "Only you would not have any regard for other demigods lives."
"Why you!" She began getting up from her seat.
"Guys, let's just keep reading okay?" Grover said, nervously looking between the two children of Ares/Mars.
"He's right cupcakes. We have this book to finish as well as ten others. We don't have time to be fighting among ourselves."
They all stared at Coach Hedge in reply. Coach Hedge not wanting to fight?! What was wrong with the world?!
Lining the deck were zombies in gray uniforms- dead soldiers with shimmering faces that only partially covered their skulls, like the ghouls I'd seen in the Underworld guarding Hades's palace.
"Are they..." Nico trailed off.
"Are they what?" Jason asked before Percy or Annabeth could say anything.
"Never mind," He decided. "We'll probably find out in the next chapter."
The ship was an ironclad. A Civil War battle cruiser. I could just make out the name along the prow in moss-covered letters: CSS Birmingham.
And standing next to the smoking cannon that had almost killed us, wearing full Greek battle armor, was Clarisse.
"Losers, " she sneered. "But I suppose I have to rescue you. Come aboard. "
"That's the end of the chapter." Reyna told them.
"I'll read next." Thalia offered taking the book. She wanted to know what had happened to her friends too.
Author's notes: I have resolved to try to start typing a chapter and updating at least once a week.