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Hey everybody! Sorry about the long wait, I had some of trouble writing this chapter because it's basically a space filler. I also apologize that it's so short. Don't worry; the next one will be a lot longer. Now, here's response to your guys' reviews:
Clarkapher- Thanks for reading and taking the time to review. I'm glad you're enjoying the story.
anonymousreader666 – Thanks for reading and taking the time to review. I'm sorry that your preview was so short. I'll give you another one for the next chapter; this was too much of a filler chapter to really give a good preview.
Bookdancer- Thanks for reading and taking the time to review. I like the idea of Medusa's salon, but that's not where Piper is.
WIngdawn1998- I glad you're enjoying the story. I'm sorry to say, Piper is not at camp half blood, but thanks for guessing anyway.
Bacon424- Thanks for reading and taking the time to review, I'm really glad you're enjoying the story.
On to the other stuff, now as you guys probably know, FF is now allowing for people to post cover art for their stories. I've decided to hold a contest for the cover of this story. I was thinking the cover should be Percy at the bottom of Half-blood hill looking up at Thalia's tree and holding riptide, but you guys are welcome to submit other things as well. These can be hand drawn, made using other pictures and Photoshop, or any other way that I can't think of at the moment. Now I can't quite decide what the prize will be for the winner (I feel like see the next chapter early is too little, but my next idea, showing the outline for the rest of the story might ruin to much of the story), so any input is defiantly appreciated.
I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians and I most likely never will. Hope you guys enjoy the chapter.
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I woke up to someone shacking my shoulders. Standing over me, was a boy that looked around my age. He was really tall, almost two meters high, with large, broad shoulders, and messy light brown hair. His teeth were a yellowish color, as though he hadn't brushed his teeth in years. However, the thing my eyes focus on was the large, brown eye in the center of his face.
He smiled when he saw that I was awake and said, "You okay?" At that, it all became too much. I fainted… again.
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I awoke to the same big brown eye looking me in the face. A wide grin spread across the cyclops' face when he realized that I was awake.
"You okay!" The cyclops exclaimed, "I'm Tyson," he happily announced, "Who are you?"
I stared up at him. It seemed strange how the cyclops was acting. I'd never actually seen on before, but I'd always heard that cyclops were horrible creatures that wouldn't hesitate to eat you alive. However, this cyclops didn't act like he wanted to eat me, so I decided to respond, "Percy Jackson."
Tyson nodded before getting into a huge explanation about everything that had been happening recently. I learned that Tyson had hidden me in a rarely used store room that was located in one of Hephaestus' old forges. Apparently, Tyson worked there. "Daddy was imprisoned a few months after I was born. Scary monsters then brought me here to build weapons for the people that attacked Daddy."
"Wait," I said, "Who is your father?"
"Poseidon," replied the cyclops with a smile, but he frowned before continuing, "The other cyclopes don't like me because I don't like helping the people that hurt Daddy. They say I'm a bad cyclops."
I just stared at him. There was no doubt in my mind that Tyson was a good cyclops, however I couldn't help but feel a little betrayed. I knew that they big three stopped having children a few decades before the Titans took control. I had started to like the idea that my mom as the only person my dad had fallen for in years. Now, I learn that I have a half-brother that's a monster.
Tyson didn't seem to notice my discomfort because he just kept on talking. .
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We were walking past a tunnel when Tyson stiffened. I glanced up and asked what was wrong, but he didn't answer imminently. When he did, it wasn't what I was expecting to here. In a different voice, one that sounded like the type you hear in documentaries, he said " As a young sea demon matures, changes happen in the monster's body. You may notice your fangs getting longer and you may have a sudden desire to devour human beings. These changes are perfectly normal and happen to all young monsters."
I soon realized that Tyson was mimicking the voices on a film. This continued of a bit, until Tyson started speaking in a new voice, this one, sounded like a teacher. "Now class, why do we make weapons for the Titans?" asked the teacher.
Tyson's voice changed again, this time it was that of one of the students, "Because they released us after the gods imprisoned us in Tartarus for practicing magic."
I didn't know what type of monsters were down that hall, but I really didn't want to find out, so I grabbed Tyson's arm and tried to pull him away from the door. However, his body didn't want to come with. I yanked on him, but it resulted in me have to let go and accidentally hitting a pile of armor that was next to the wall.
Tyson jumped at the noise and grabbed my arm. He started running down the hallways of the forge till we reached a dead end. He looked at me frantically before saying "Hide!"
I decided to take his advice and I hid behind a row off large welding machines. I was there for a few moments before I heard voices, "Tyson? What are you doing here? Everyone's on break right now."
I could hear Tyson gulp before stuttering back, "I was behind, wanted to catch up."
The monsters voice sounded surprised when he replied, "Good for you. Maybe you are actually a cyclops. Just don't make too much noise. I was worried that the rebel demigods had broken in again."
The talking stopped, but I still waited a few moments before I came out. When I did, Tyson was polishing a shield that was lying on the table. "Hey," I said trying to sound casual, "I think it would be best if I leave. If you could show me the way out, that would be great."
Tyson looked at me for a few seconds before he smiled. "Yay," he said, "Me leaving with Percy." I smiled warily at him. I could seem to find the heart to tell him that he wouldn't be coming.
Tyson quickly maneuvered his way through the forge till we arrived at what must have been the entrance. Outside was a brick hallway that led off into the distance. I tried to stop Tyson, but he just kept on walking.
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It felt like we had been walking for about two hours when we arrived at a dead end. I groaned in frustration and kicked the wall. It kind of hurt, defiantly not my best idea. Tyson just stood there looking at the dead end.
I was about to turn around when I noticed what Tyson was looking at. Inscribed in the upper left corner of the wall was a green, Greek delta (Δ). It was weird; the delta wasn't painted, drawn, or even scratched onto the wall. It was simply there.
I walked up to the symbol and ran my hands across it, trying to feel for an indentation were the delta was located. There wasn't one.
Now, I don't really know how to describe what happened next. It was like something out of a movie. The bricks on the wall moved around so that there was a large opening. I hesitated a moment before sticking my hand through the opening. Nothing happened. It seemed safe, so I went ahead and walked out.
The opening led to the end of an alleyway. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face as I ran towards the street. I was sure that I was in New York. I was sure that I was finally home.
However, when I reached the sidewalk, I could tell instantly that I wasn't in the big apple. The buildings were too low and the streets too empty.
I groaned before taking a left and continuing down the street.
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What did you guys think? Was it an okay chapter? Please review. Also, if you guys are interested in entering my cover art contest let me know by review or PM.
~ELM