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Alright, now that my pathetic begging has ceased, here's chapter 10!

DILLON POV:

The pretty blonde, Annabeth, showed me around the ship with a smile on her face. She seemed nice, and she looked like a true warrior to me (which was hot). She was finishing up the tour when a light shined down above us.

We both looked up and a shining lyre floating above my head. Annabeth smiled and turned to me.

"You've been claimed! Congrats Dillon, your dad's Apollo!" she pointed over to a group that I had assumed were gods, and I saw a blonde guy that looked like he was in his late teens smiled and winked at me. I smiled and waved and he turned back to his conversation with who I assumed to be Hermes.

I looked back to Annabeth and saw she was grinning.

"What?" I said happily.

"Nothing, it's just that I used to be sad all of the time, but now you're here and it seems like I've got a new friend." I grinned with her.

"You do, but if you don't mind me asking, why did you used to be sad all of the time?" her smile wavered.

"I was really mean to someone a long time ago, but they just recently forgave me. But even so, they said that we could never be the same." Her eyes watered.

"No! I didn't mean to make you cry, I'm sorry!"

"It's fine. I'm really a lot better now. No one hates me anymore." She looked at me forlornly.

"How long ago was this?" she looked better now, and she answered me with a chipper voice.

"Two hundred years." My eyes bugged out of my head and I grabbed her shoulder for support, but I quickly removed my hand.

"T-two hundred years? HOW?" I said loudly.

"I'm immortal. Everyone in the war against the Titans was granted immortality shortly after. I will remain sixteen forever!" she said.

"Oh, well if you put it that way..." I said sarcastically.

She rolled her eyes and waved goodbye as she was called by some of her siblings. Great. Now what am I supposed to do?

"WE'VE GOT TROUBLE!" I heard someone shout from the lookout tower. Well, that takes care of my dilemma. We're under attack, so now I'm expected to fight.

Might I mention, I'VE NEVER FOUGHT MONSTERS BEFORE!

I groaned in frustration and followed the crowd headed to the bow of the ship. I noticed that all of the archers had their bows pointed to the air. I looked up and saw birds with hair flying in circles over our heads. I looked a little closer and noted that they didn't just have hair, but also heads of women. They were harpies, as I heard someone shout.

"Hey, dude!" I turned and saw some other son of Apollo handing me a bow. I took it and he thrust some arrows into my hands. "You're the new son of Apollo right? Well, here's your job. Shoot." With that, he pulled out his bow and shot down one of the many harpies, as if to show me what 'shoot' meant. Yeah, I get it buddy.

"Uh, okay, but I've never done this before!" I said worriedly.

"Doesn't matter. Our dads good with the bow, so are we. Aim and shoot." He turned and ran away, shooting arrows at the same time. I angrily noticed that all of his arrows hit the mark.

I turned back around toward the battle scene, stringing my bow and muttering obscenities that would definitely get me into trouble with some offended harpies.

I pointed my bow at one harpy that seemed to just be watching the action, perched up on the large lookout tower. There were two others behind her. I decided to call them ugly number one, two and three. It seemed stupid that she would just be sitting there, but as an inexperienced archer I took my chance.

I let loose the arrow and it made its mark, driving itself into the heart of the harpy. It was only then that I noticed that those three harpies seemed bigger and badder than the others, and I remembered my mythology. But it was too late. The smaller harpies stopped attacking and flew to her.

All of the demigods turned and looked, letting out audible gasps when they realized exactly just which particular harpy had been shot. They looked from the arrow protruding from ugly number ones chest, to ugly number two and three, to my still upraised bow and seemed to grasp what had happened.

"He shot Celaeno!" some random eight year old shouted into the silence. Thanks kid.

I had realized too late the reason they were bigger than the other harpies. They were the originals, while the rest were their children. They were Celaeno (the leader), Aello and Ocypete. I had shot the original harpy's leader, and I was gonna get hell for it.

If you thought those harpies were attacking hard earlier, you wouldn't BELIEVE how hard they were pushing now. And they all aimed for me. Everyone formed a protective circle around me while the best fighters were sent out to get the rest.

Percy was out there, and I watched in awe at how he demolished hundreds of winged beasts. Soon they were all gone, but the three remained. Ugly two and three were taking care of their leader, trying in vain to stop the ichor flowing freely from her chest. Ugly three spoke out in a crackly but surprisingly young and pretty voice.

"You will pay, demigods. You will all burn in the eternal fire of Hades!" she screeched.

"I beg to differ." I heard one of the gods speak up. He looked gothic so I could safely assume he was Lord Hades.

"B-but, my lord! We have been ever so loyal to you. WHY?" ugly number three screeched. I heard ugly one make a gurgling sound.

"Because, they have done nothing wrong. You attacked us. That is anything but loyal, no? So, leave here before I make you." He said coldly. I noticed Percy was trying to contain a malicious grin of victory.

I shuddered. That guy seemed so nice, how could he possibly be so cruel? He looked like the devil with that fire in his too bright eyes.

He looked over to me and the scary grin deepened. Maybe I don't want to know why the soldiers call him leader.

"Quit grinning, you sadistic son of Poseidon!" ugly number two screeched, immediately directing all attention to Percy. His grin faded and was replaced with an angry glare.

The harpy continued. "You may be the personal assassin of Chaos, and claim to fight against evil, but there is no other more evil than YOU!" everyone gasped. Percy, surprisingly, burst into laughter. I couldn't believe he was Chaos's personal assassin. That meant he had to be the second most powerful being in the universe! He was still laughing, and I was beginning to think he had gone mad when he stopped and turned to Hades.

"My lord, may I?" Hades nodded with a slightly proud smile. I wonder what- ZOMG!

I watched as Percy and two of his soldiers attacked the three, leaping up to the tower. They took out ugly number two and three, turning them to dust before Percy stepped over to Celaeno. He bent down so his face was inches from hers and started talking. He talked loud enough that we all heard him, but soft enough for everyone to know it was meant for Celaeno and Celaeno only.

"You might wanna start keeping your sisters under control. Have fun in the underworld." With that he reached down and grasped the arrow firmly in his hand before yanking it out roughly. Celaeno let out a pain filled screech and turned to dust.

Percy jumped down from the tower, landing on his feet and swiftly walking to the direction I assumed to be bedrooms. I saw the girl Annabeth said was Thalia running after him.

All was silent at the display. We eventually got everyone moving when we realized that the harpies were dead. A bunch of people pushed me while walking past. A couple spat at me. Another said, "This is all your fault you idiot! Why did you have to shoot that one?" I recognized the guy who said that as the one who gave me the bow and told me to shoot.

I felt terrible. My first day here and I already screwed up.

"Dillon, Dillon!" I heard Annabeth calling me. I saw her running to me and slowed my pace toward my room.

She came up beside me and gave me a pitying look.

"Hey, it's okay. You didn't know. You couldn't have known."

"No one else seems to care about that. Gods, I feel awful." I said glumly.

"Don't! Look, everyone makes mistakes. This will blow over in no time. Trust me." She gave me a breathtaking smile and my heart skipped a beat.

"I do trust you. Thanks Annabeth." She grinned playfully at me.

"Don't mention it, Dill Pickle." My eyes grew wide as she said that awful nickname.

I growled at her, which probably didn't sound all that scary.

"Don't call me that, Wise Girl." I said, making my own nickname for her. But surprisingly, her eyes went wide and she looked like she was about to cry.

"What? What did I say?" I said hurriedly.

"Nothing, just, Percy used to call me that. W-when we were together."

"Oh, oh I'm really sorry Annabeth! I didn't mean it!" she smiled sadly.

"Naw, it's cool. I gotta go to bed, it's like, nine." She smiled and waved. I waved back, my mind trying to process the information she just gave me.

Her and Percy used to be together? I wonder what happened. I sighed and went into my room.

I lay down on my bed and went to sleep, thinking of Annabeth and her pretty grey eyes...