What's up guys! Im back with another chapter, and I am really sorry about the update time, been really busy.

ok, this chapter will be about FRANK!

Also, I need you guys help.

Percy Jackson has used almost all popular greek/roman creatures and I need new ones.

Give my obscure monsters and I will give you a cookie.

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Frank

Frank had no idea how long the trip would take, but he knew putting a group of ADHA kids on one floating ship, was like a flying time bomb. But Frank kept himself occupied stringing and then unstringing his bow, which in his opinion was fun, and talking to Hazel.

Frank knew something was up with Hazel. She seem out of it, always staring off into the distance, and some times she would forget he was there. Frank was genuinely worried about her sanity, he had seen it start to happen ever since they got the message from Leo. He knew some thing was going on between the two, if even Leo knew it or not.

Frank also had to wonder if he was just being jealous or not. He had liked Hazel for months before he had even admitted he liked her, and now he felt like that attraction was being threatened. He still liked Hazel, loved her even, but he had to wonder what Leo thought of her. He seemed to not even notice the fact she stared at him whenever he wasn't looking.

He knew it had to do with Sammy. She had told him little about the mysterious boy of the past, but he often heard her whispering the name when looking at Leo.

He saw Hazel walking by and was momentarily caught up in staring at her hair, wondering what secrets she still kept. He was so caught up in thought that he didn't even realize she was walking towards him. He caught himself and lowered his gaze, as if to make it seem that was was looking into the distance. He tried to keep up the act but had to give it up when she bent down in front of him, staring at him with her sparkling brown eyes.

He met her gaze and smiled, she had this effect on him that made him happy.

"Is something wrong Frank?", she asked, her face full of genuine concern. That made him like her all the more.

"No", he lied, "just bored it all." He could see she didn't buy it, but when she sat down next to him looking out over the earth, he sighed, she had bought it.

"Now, Frank, you know your an awful liar.", she said. Apparently she hadn't bought it.

"You've been starring at my weirdly this entire trip, what's up?", she asked, smiling at him, "you can tell me." Now Frank would prefer not to lie to his new girl friend, but he knew he had to make a choice.

"Just, uh, nothing... I'm fine.", he lied. Hazel, narrowed her eyes, for a moment, as if looking into his mind, and huffed.

"Fine, don't tell me", she growled, she stomped off, and walked below deck.

Frank looked up in shock, he had only made Hazel mad a few times, but he had never seen her this angry before. Frank hunched over putting his chin on his hands, and let out a sigh. He had trouble making friends, and the possibility of a girl friend had been but a dream until only recently. He hoped they hadn't just broken up.

He got to his feet and dragged himself to the railing of the ship, and looked over the edge at the the checkered farmlands below. The beautiful scenery did little to stop him from wallowing in his self misery.

As he sat there huffing, he almost missed the blur of movement across the horizon. He trained his eyes on the spot but whatever it was, was gone. He looked around the sky for a moment, but he couldn't find it again. He took one more glance around the horizon, hoping to spot it again. Sighing he looked down, but the blur of movement to his left caught his attention again.

Worried he put his hand on the railing and took his bow off his shoulder. He didn't take out a arrow yet, as he hope it was just a eagle. He wiped his eyes across the sky, in a grid pattern, slightly worried. Not seeing anything he approached the railing and looked over the side.

Upon seeing a raven drifting below the ship he huffed and but his bow back on his shoulder.

"Watcha looking at?," he heard behind him. Frank whirled around and saw Percy leaning against the mast behind him. Franks acknowledged him and then went back to the railing, and saw the raven was gone. He stood back up and walked towards Percy.

"Thought I saw something", he replied. He met Percy's eyes and saw they weren't directed at him, but instead were full of confusion and fear, and aimed above Frank's head.

Frank turned around and was paralyzed with fear, as what he saw appeared to be a large bird flying directly towards him. Something about the bird confused Frank. Stunned, he stood watching as it got closer. He watched as it neared him and pointed his talons directly at Frank. Frank almost screamed as he saw the bird seemed to be made of pure flames.

What saved his life from dying at the hands of the burning bird, was percy shoving hi from behind. Frank fell forward against the railing, almost going over. Senses restored, Frank grabbed his bow, and shot a arrow after the bird, which burned up in it's fiery wake. Frank watched in awe, as it fell between him and the sun, revealing his coat of red feathers surrounded by a burning inferno.

The bird itself did not look to kind, and starred at Frank with it's blood red eyes. Frank watched Percy summon a ball of water and throw it at the bird, which caused it to scream, revealing it's razor sharp beak. Frank launched another arrow at it and could hear the other campers arriving from the hull.

Frank ran to them, as did Percy. Leo ran up to the helm and began to steer away from the bird. Annabeth ran to Percy's arms, and stare up at the bird, in a mixture of wonder and fear.

"My Gods, it's a Phoenix." She gasped. Frank looked back at it and saw that she was right. He had heard stories about the legendary bird of fire.

"Leo, we have to get out of here, move it!" Yelled Percy.

"I know man, im trying." he screamed back, throwing the wheel to the side, and Frank could hear the ship groan with the strain of the sharp turn.

Annabeth grabbed Percy by the collar of his shirt and screamed at him. "We have to keep that thing away from the ship!" Frank couldn't tell what she was so worried about, but when she pointed at the floor and at the Phoenix, he understood.

Fire burns wood very easily. If that thing got anywhere near them, Frank's stick would burn up, the one thing that kept him alive.

From there it quickly dawned on him that something much worse could happen. The Argus II, was a combination of metal, magic, but most importantly...wood.

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