A/N wow, I need to update more often.

"Promeatheus," Zeus started, rubbing his temples. "Come in here a moment please."

Promeatheus came in the wonderfully decorated throne room. He was hunched like he thought someone was about to hurt him.

"Yes, sir?" He asked sqeamishly.

"We have come to a conclusion-" Zeus started

"And by we, he means he came to a conclusion." Hera said, rbbing her stomach like it was hurting.

Zeus's grip on the side of his throne tightend.

Remind me to pick up a stress ball for him.

"These...things, can stay." He said with a tone of disgust.

"Really? Oh thank you!" Promeatheus said, his eyes lighting up.

"But, you will not interfere with how they live. You will not give them any of the tools they need to survive." Zeus said.

"What?" Promeatheus asked. "How will they survive."

"I don't give a flying harpy!" Zeus said.

Flying harpy?

This must be where Zeus learned to be the...um...kind gentle person he is today... yeah, that's it. Try saying that with a straight face.

My dream-self looked out where the window was suposed to be. It was now covered in stain glass murals.

Zeus must have been tierd of looking at naked humans all day. Wait, he's a god. Duh.

I awoke with a sharp pain in my finger.

I had fallen asleep in a cab. I don't know what made me so tierd. Probably the loss of blood. I looked around. In the front there was a sign taped to the dash board that read Tips Accepted. There was also the cab-drivers drivers license.

I took off my ring. I looked at my finger, there was nothing. My finger wasn't even red. I looked at my ring.

"What is it?" Annabeth asked, noticing I woke up. I couldn't answer. I was too stunned.

My ring had been engraved... magically.

I handed my ring to Annabeth. She took it in confusion.

"Wha-?" she stopped as she saw the engravement in the inside. "The Slayer of Titans." she said, looking stunned.

For that was what my ring now said.

"Does this mean that there's more to the quest than we thought?" Clarisse asked.

Annabeth nodded. "I think so."

"What could it mean?" I asked, swallowing in fear.

"Duh. It means you have to kill a Titan." said Clarisse meanly.

"But which Titan?" I asked, in reply to her sarcasm.

"Most apparently, the creator of the gem." said Annabeth.

"Who? Why?" I asked in panic.

"Should I be concerned that yall' are talkin' 'bout killin' people?" said the cab driver in a deep slow southern accent.

"No! Shut up!" Clarisse yelled. The taxi driver looked at her through the rear veiw mirror. She scowled at him, then he put his eyes back on the road.

Annabeth turned to me. "As for the 'who' I don't know. As for the 'why', you have to kill him or her so he or she can't make another gem."

Why, that's not confusing at all.

Just then, the cab pulled to a hault.

"That'll be thirty-six dollars." the cab driver said.

As he said that, I remembered we left everything we had on the bus. Stupid Niobe.

"Umm..." I stamered.

"Listen, if yall' don't pay-" He was cut off by Clarisse, who reached up and pinched his neck, knocking him out.

"Get out." she orderd us calmly. We didn't need to be told a second time. We opened the door and got out like normal people would.

We ducked our heads and walked into an alley.

We were still in New York, the state, not the city. I know this because I saw a sign that read: Welcome to Kingston.

"Okay." I said. "Which store are we robbing?"

"Shh!" said Annabeth. "We aren't robbing a store."

"Then where will we get our food?" I protested.

"Well..." Annabeth said as she racked her brain. "You're in no shape to rob a store." she said, pointing at my leg.

"What? This? It's fine." I lied. It hurt like H-E double hockey sticks.

"We'll need a distractor. Someone to lie to the cashier." I said knowingly

"I'll do it!" shouted Annabeth. Huh?

"Um...Annabeth, do you even know how to lie?" I asked her. She got an offended look on her face.

"Of course I do!" she said.

"Fine." I said, holding my hands up in defeat. "Clarisse and I will take the stuff."

"And we'll need to come in at diffrent times, so it doesn't look like we're together." Clarisse said.

"Right."

Maybe she's not as dumb as a rock.

After we planned it all out, we decided to hit a conveince store.

Annabeth went in first. I was suposed to wait thirty seconds, then follow in after her. Clarisse would do the same. I looked through the window...just barely though. I could see Annabeth talking to the cashier, who was a woman, about middle aged.

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I walked through the door. I had to pretend that I wasn't listening to the conversation going on with Annabeth and the cashier, but I was.

"Do you think these shorts make my butt look fat?" Annabeth asked. Which I know was a lie. Annabeth really doesn't care how she looks.

"No." said the cashier with a bored face.

I leaned down and ripped the price tag off a backpack. Then I stuffed the backpack with a buch of random candy. Yummy!

I walked over to the next isle, keeping the backpakc around my shoulder, like I had it the whole time.

Clarisse walked in, getting only a glance from the cashier.

There were only four isles in this store. I was to take the first two, Clarisse the other two.

I stuffed shirts and shorts inside my pack. Making sure to get Clarisse's size aswell.

My backapck was stuffed. I was supposed to leave the moment I could, so I headed for the door. Only to catch part of the coversation between Annabeth an the cashier.

"What about elephants? Do you sell elephants?" She asked. Remind me to never let her be the distraction again.

"Does it look like we sell elephants?" The cashier said. Annabeth looked around. As her eyes scanned Clarisse, they gave a look telling me she decided not to make a joke.

I turned to face the door. Only to make eye contact with...guess who. Chiron? No. My father? No. Lauren? Yes.

"Excuse me, Cashier Lady, there's a robbery going on here. Right now.

Oh gods.

A/N Am I moving too fast? I think I've improved since the begining of the story. Let me know if I'm moving too fast.