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Leo's demigod guide to surviving an illegal rave

Rule #1. Stay with friends.

Ha ha nope.

Rule # 2. If lost, stay put.

Er…heh….

Rule # 3. Don't follow strangers into cars.

Um…a little more specific please?

Rule # 4. Don't follow shady strangers into cars.

Okay, okay.

He kind of screwed up…

Rule # 5. YOU THINK

Angry imaginary list aside, he was pretty sure he was about to die. And the moaning goat noises mixed with the demented cackling beside him were not the last sounds he wanted to hear.

Maybe we should back up, say, right before the 10 year old British bird boy tried to sell them condoms?


"Dude" Grover panicked, "Dude, I can't find Percy"

Here's one thing that you never want to hear. You lost the only guy who can effectively kill monsters with one blow. More importantly, you lost the only guy with a weapon so…

The cool night air seemed a lot more frigid than it actually was. It couldn't have been less than 70 degrees but Leo felt like he just took a bath in dry ice.

Grover wasn't helping with calming his nerves either, the supposed immortal of the two paced around like he needed to pee, chewing holes into his reed pipes that he for some reason had..?

But that was none of his business.

"I thought he was with you!" Leo burst out trying desperately to stay ahead of his thoughts.

"He was!" Grover assured, his voice sounding like a stepped on jar of pringles, "He was right beside me-!"

"I'd really wish you'd stop talking in past tense" Leo murmured, his fingers twiddling violently.

"-I turned my head for one second and he was gone! Like, gone! Like-"

A shiver ran up the smaller's spine as he practically skipped around in a circle visibly running away from his anxiety. His fingers tangled in his sweaty curls and pulled. Get a grip.

"Okay" he rambled, "Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay." Putting his arms out for emphasis, "We need a plan"

Grover swallowed, "A plan. Right."

He didn't say anything else for a few second before drawling out again, "A plaaaaannnnn"

"Dude!" Leo exclaimed, "Make up a plan!"

The Sytr jumped at the outburst, "Me?! Why?!"

The Latino flailed his goose bumped little arms in the air like they were attached to strings, "Because aren't you like- like a protector or something?! Don't you do this stuff all the time?!"

Said Protector stumbled over his tongue, "Yeah, b-but-!"

"But what!"

"-I didn't think I'd lose Percy again!"

And with that Leo was nominated for the biggest insensitive jerk award. Percy was like the defense, first and last. The awesomely ultimate offense. If Percy couldn't do it you knew you chances were shot. Grover'd sat there while Percy's memories where stripped, while he fought his way through Tartarus, and now he was gone off on some other danger that decided to randomly pick him up. The guy was scared for him, scared he couldn't be there for him. And Leo'd taken it as a cowardly thing. What if it had been Jason in trouble, and he'd have no idea how to help. That would probably be one of the scariest things he'd ever go through.

"Hey man" Leo put a hand on his shoulder, acknowledging for the first time how out of breath he sounded, how out of breath they both were, "I'm sorry. I'm just nervous is all."

Grover raised his gaze from the pavement to his eyes, standing up straighter as the trust was restored.

"Let's go find him, alright?"

The lord of the wild nodded. Squaring his shoulders as if ready to hit anything that stepped up to the plate.


"Are we lost?"

"Yeah"

The adventure trek didn't last long. And neither did their bravado. He thinks it got snagged on a lamppost a few hundred blocks back? But he was too over it to check. Not knowing where the heck you were seemed to be the theme tonight.

Leo jerked back in surprise when he felt cold pellets of water hit his head, matting his hair.

The teens sat, wet and tired, on even colder brick stairs since the lobbyist wouldn't let them "loiter" in her hallway. Or her bathroom. And Leo's smart mouth got them debunked from even taking shelter under the awning.

Grover seemed even more out of it. Sulking consciously now. You could practically see the bruises from how bad he was beating himself up. Leo tried pep talk, place a hand on his back and awkward bro to bro pat him up, but it didn't look like the guy was in the mood to take pity right now. He probably already felt like crap. Both of them practically reeked of it. For a demigod to be hopeless was pathetic. For a demigod and a protector…

Percy was probably-

"Excuse me"

The brooding boys lifted their heads in acknowledgment, only to wish they could revert back down again.

The guy smiling down at them, like being polite was all he was about right now, was practically dosed in gashes, blood, and freckles. More so freckles. And by the looks of it, Leo was pretty sure most of that blood wasn't his own.

"What in the…"

"Sorry to startle you but-" Freckles flicked the blood off his arm like that would make him seem any less psychopathic, "Do you think you guys could help me?"

Neither of them responded, er…neither of them actually knew how to respond.

Okay, Leo thought after his mind got back on track, These people need to be buttered up…or maybe that's in the shows…doesn't matter I'm probably right on this. Just play his game for a bit then light him up and run.

"Suuuree" he drawled, like he didn't just have this whole inner monologue describing how he was going to kill this guy if he got out of hand.

Freckles smiled, "Awesome", and then straighten up. This guy must be really broke because he's not paying any attention to the blood running down his face and splattering onto the pavement. How'd he even get through traffic what-?

"Follow me, please"

When his back was turned and his footsteps started to bounce off the solid walls of the alleyway, Grover flashed him a look.

"Something about him rubs me the wrong way" he said in all seriousness

Leo shot him the Nicholas Cage, "You don't say"

"No, I mean-"

"Um, guys" Freckles called out, "I'll explain…" he gestured to the blood like it was just a crumb he got on his shirt from lunch, "…all this on the way, but we really need to move"

A roar ripped through the streets, and although Leo couldn't see who it belonged to, he was pretty sure it wanted to rip his face off.

Still, Grover seemed to be weighing his options.

"Dude" Leo hissed, "It's some bloody kind that popped up on the streets, or a monster that wants to have us for dinner"

That seemed to wake him up.


Almost an hour later and all three boys looked the same. Bloody, cut up, worn. Out.

And to top it off it seemed the rain really wanted to make its presence known because even as the darker clouds shifted, even darker ones took its place. Until the sky just looked like a big blog of black. Whatever happened up there, Zeus was pissed.

But a few good things came of this unexpected rendezvous. First thing first, the guy didn't kill anyone with an axe. Which, you know, was awesome pertaining to their own safety because Leo kind of liked this whole living thing he's got going on here. And the way Grover was biting his practically ripping his nails out by the beds with his own teeth, Leo suspecting he did too.

Second, Freckles wasn't actually his name (Bummer).

"Louis" he explained, "My name's Louis. Some people call me Lou. But…don't do that please" Louis finished with a sheepish grin

Another good answer:

"Why am I covered in blood? Oh, well, that thing you heard back there? That's kind of my fault, heh. It kind of ran into a freight train back in Jersey and...Well…splat"

Even with the reassurance of knowing Louis wasn't Jason X, Grover was right. Something was off with this kid.

"Are you a…you know…one of us?"

He looked startled, like the question was the weirdest thing had heard all day.

"I-I'm…Well I wouldn't identify myself as Latino so, um, no-"

"What the-? I meant, like, a demigod man-what?"

"Oh" Louis flushed bright red, "I thought you meant- I'm sorry-I didn't mean-"

"It's cool, man" Why was he so antsy? "So are you?"

Leo watched the city fade behind them as they walked alongside an interstate. It was still late, hopefully they'd all be figured out by mid-morning before Sally and Paul started calling authorities. And by authorities he meant Chiron and you did not want to get his tail in a twist before he had his hay in the morning.

"Um…Yeah I…I guess so…I think...I-"

"Are you dead?"

Grover blurted it out before Leo even had a chance to acknowledge that he was speaking.

"UH-!"

"What? Dude, he's obviously not dead I mean he's all flesh and bones and he's bleeding obviously, of course he's not dead"

A glance spoke for itself; you said the same thing about Hazel.

Louis laughed, his left arm suddenly inching like mad, "It was probably the hellhound back there. It's scent in really strong I guess"

Grover eyed him, "Alright", it was not alright.

"Anywho" Leo drawled, "Who's your parent?"

"Parent…" he stared at Leo's face for a moment like he was an algebra equation with a WHOLE lot of fractions, "O-OH! Parent! Um- I haven't been claimed yet…not yet…"

Leo felt for the kid, being without a mom or dad because they couldn't interact with humans, like leaving the mother of your child with little to nothing to raise your own son by herself was a somehow less important than wacking away in your stupid forge because you have people problems and your stupid emotionally troubled wack job dad told not to like what .

Whoa. Reel back bro.

"Oh…sorry for you man, we've all been there. Don't feel bad though, all they do up there is eat and sleep with insane amounts of people" Louis chuckled, "Do you know which one, though? Your Mom? Dad?"

Louis' hair swished to the side as he brought his hazel eyes to meet Leo's question. Wait…He was a Ginger?Maybe that's why he seemed so shady…

"Um…my um…Mom must be because my dad he…um…he's not-"

"You know have to say it, I understand, dude"

Red hair bounced again and Leo REALLY needed to get that guys shampoo because so much volume-

"You do?"

"Yeah. My mom died when I was 8, and that lead me into my fair share of dark thoughts and a HEAP LOAD of trouble…"Grover's ears were perked as he listened to Leo's past, "But…you know…life goes on. And you have a lot of butts to kick and a lot of people to prove wrong. I couldn't just quit. There was ALOT of crap in my life but you just gotta spray some Febreze and fight through it, you know?"

They stared at him for a minute, eyes wide as they took in all he just said.

"Er…Sorry" Leo blushed, "That was really, kinda motivational there wasn't it. Wow"

Grover patted him on his back, and let him tell you, he might have had a delicate hand with plants but that thing felt like a frying pan on his back, "No man, that was perfect" the styr's brown eyes softened, kind of like Chiron's did whenever he remade something of his that he'd broke (this happened way to make times than he's like to remember), "It's alright to vent, sometimes that's the best thing you can do"

They crossed into the urban side of New York. Basketball nets in almost every other driveway, street lights waving over the pavement in a peach glow. The rain had let up some, but they were too busy talking to realize it.

"So what about you then, Grover? Got anything to get off your chest?"

Leo smiled as Grover sighed.

"Um…" he thought for a moment, "Well my parents, well…Styr parents at least, were pretty cool or I mean…my dad was. It was just him and my Gran…annndddd sometimes my Uncle Ferdinand but we don't talk about that ANYWAY" he continued, "I was an awkward little goat boy, believe or not-"(or not), "-And there was not a lot of people on my pep squad. I mean, yeah, my Gran and I guess my Dad but other than that, everyone saw me as this overgrown loser"

A car passed by them, slowing down only by a little as they got back on the sidewalk.

"In healing 101: Centaur kicks, I already had to shave like 3 times a day and grew more chest hair than all the girls in my class combined. I was the freak show. 6 feet tall gorilla man" His voice got smaller, "A-and there were so many expectations from my Dad, like he wanted to show up everything they said I couldn't just so he wasn't 'that Dad' anymore…it was just too much. And when protector trials came around it was just miserable. I only made it by buttering up to the elders and using an alertness elixir the Hecate kids gave me and-"

"Wait what? You mean to tell me that you took magical steroids?"

Grover sucked his teeth, "Pfft…I mean when you put it like that it sounds illegal but anyway" he brushed it off, "It was hard you know. And to make it even worse, while everyone else got their first demigod I was stuck with escorting a water nymphs tadpoles down stream" he sighed, "It wasn't exactly a dream job at first, but then I got assigned to Percy and man did that kid get into so much trouble"

Talking about their missing companion was like dipping your socks in water, "He would always get into pointless fights over other people. 'Eliza Applegate smells like horse manure'….WAM…..'Grover underwood looks like my foot'….PUNCH. And after he got kicked out his first academy I nearly got replaced." Grover wiped sweat off his brow like talking about it was physically exhausting,"But, despite all that…I have never had as much fun with anybody. It was tough but man was it worth it."

Grovers features lightened, reminiscing all the good times no doubt. Percy had this affect on people, Leo'd come to realize, once you got to know him. Ask anyone around camp, shoot, ask the gods for Zeus's sake. Percy was a good person to be around, radiating good vibes like body heat. He was a pretty neat dude.

"Excuse me…" Louis had ventured out further in front of the two other boys, flushed out. He probably thought he was interrupting something, "…I just wanted to inform you guys that we are almost to our destination"

They stopped in their tracks.

"Destination?" Leo questioned

"Our?" Grover retorted

Suddenly on a tight schedule, Louis waved them forward, "Come on! Come on! We shouldn't loiter in the streets like this, danger could be-"

"Hello"

The voice, high and British, popped up behind them. A little boy, no more than 11 or 12, blond bouncy curls (Does everyone have some name brand shampoo that he doesn't know about or…), Rosy cheeks, pale skin, a school boy's uniform. In New York. Okay….

"Um…" Grover hesitated, "Hello"

"Hello"

What.

"Hi" Leo tried his hand.

"Hi there" The kid replied, carelessly swaying back and forth on his heels.

Now, you're probably thinking: It's just a kid, chill, he's probably lost or something. And that is completely understandable, but, if Leo may interject, WHEN YOU'RE A DEMIGOD-RANDOM KIDS DON'T JUST WALK UP TO YOU AND SAY HELLO OH NAH THIS IS SOME SHADY STUFF GOING ON-

"Do you need help? Are you lost?" Grover was really trying hard to keep this thing they had going on light because he knew that Grover was feeling a little apprehensive about this whole thing to.

The boy giggled, all tee-heeing, you know, the stuff that British people do, "No", like Grover was a silly goose for asking such a question (Again, he didn't know what the protocol was for British people so he'd be lying he if hadn't felt a little stupid when the kid laughed at them because compared to them American's we uneducated baboons who had to much fun on the 4th of July).

Oddly, Louis stared at this kid like he had two heads or something, maybe he did, you can never tell with this kind of stuff.

Suddenly, the boy's eyes lit up like he's just heard the ice cream truck come around the corner.

"Ah!" he exclaimed, "You are the one?"

It took all three of them to realize that he was talking to Leo. That couldn't be good.

"The one what?"

The kid got closer, examining him like a wrapped toy, reaching to grab his hands, "With the fire! Oh-!"

Leo jerked back like he'd been punched, colliding with the ground, probably breaking his butt cheeks.

Grover took out his reed pipe like he was going to break into a jig.

"How-? What-? Who are you!" Leo nearly screamed, almost waking the entire neighborhood up.

The boy giggled again, like Leo's curse was the funniest thing in the world.

Wait a second…

When did he start calling it a curse again?

"Oh! Hee! Hee! Forgive me I've startled you!" yeah ha ha oops, "I spoke with Hephaestus a few days ago, on account of wooing with lady Aphrodite. He told me he had a son with the fire but I had zoned out, hee hee. He's just so boring!"

With…Hephaestus?

Oh, so what, you can talk with 10 year old British boys but you can't even send one dream to your own kid WAIIIIIIITTTTT….

"You're a-"

The god rushed forward and stroked his flaming cheek.

"Your skin looks rough to the touch…but it's as supple as a woman's waist"

What the he sHOULD NOT BE TURNED ON BY THIS-

"And your eyes…so brown and big…hee…like a doe-"

"WHAT THE- LEO"

Grover looked down at his shorts, mortified. WHY. THE HECK.

Curly top rose back up, grinning like he was about to get laid. WAIT WHAT.

"Hee Hee" 'hee hee my BUTT what's going on', "Allow me to introduce myself…"

He pulled out a card, a business card…and a condom.

"Himeros. God of sexual desire and lust" He looked over to Leo's…predicament,"But I would think you caught onto that by now"

Grover reached out for the card, only to have it snatched back from his fingers.

"Ah Ah Ah" Himeros sung, "These…" he held up the contraception, "…Come with a fee my friend"

The styr turned bright red,fur and all, "I didn't want the condom!"

Himeros raised an eyebrow, "No? Haven't you and your tree nymph been experimenting with-"

"Whoa" Leo cut in.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS-! AND WE DON'T NEED THAT! I-I MEAN WE-WE HAVEN'T TAKEN OFF CLOTHES OR ANYTHING-"

"Whoa"

"IT ISN'T LIKE THAT I MEAN WE DIDN'T WE JUST-"

"Whoa"

"I DIDN'T THINK WE'D NEED-"
"Stop saying words"

"OKAY"

Louis looked like he needed to throw up and Leo didn't blame him, he'd seen TOO MUCH tonight.

"Anyway" Leo wanted to change the subject because he did not need this right now, he didn't want the guy going into his private life next, "Why are you here" adding on the honoree, "Sir"

Himeros stretched, and he meant stretched. Shape shifting into what he guessed was his regular form and hot dam [See. See what I did there. Okay continue]. Sharp Jaw, gorgeous green eyes, hard as all get out, tall…so tall…wait what. As far as Leo was concerned guys didn't really tickle is fancy but when one came around and knocked him out the park he couldn't just NOT….he meant….this is sounding really questionable right now-

"Well…" he drawled, "I was just in town, giving people the night of their lives-"

That British accent was sounding really rightright about then

"And I thought I sensed some demigods in the area and I thought to myself…hmmm…"

This isn't happening right now.

"….when was the last time I had some fun…"

He felt like butter on a hot plate and how did he get this close.

A large finger pulled his chin up, "Would you be willing to show me a good time Leonardo Sofronio

Cebrián Ezequiel Valdez?"

His voice was as rough as sandpaper and as velvety as Pure de Calabacin-"Yeaaa-"

"NO"

Grover grabbed Leonardo (snicker snicker snicker) by his slumped shoulders, pulling him away from the god.

"NO!" he said again, "YOU WILL NOT SCREW MY FRIEND"

Himeros's face harden into that of anger as he lunged forward to grab the son of Hephaestus, but was intercepted by a round off hoof to the neck. Leo, out of his stupor, fumbled with his hands to do something he'd only ever practiced in the bunker.

Waving his hands once, he got smoke.

Waving his hands twice he felt the heat.

Waving his hands for the third time he felt the wall.

A force field of super heated air 5x hotter than Apollo's body (and STOP) enveloped them in molten hot protection.

The god, now livid, rammed himself into the wall, pulling back with a hiss and a burned sleeve (really couldn't be called a sleeve anymore the whole thing was practically reduced to ashes)

Grover, now free of Leo's weight, brought out his reed pipes and inhaled sharply, "Cover your ears!"

They did. And boy were they glad because by the way the windows on every house shattered simultaneously and the way the god of lust writhed on the pavement, bleeding out his ears, it didn't seem like a drop the bass kind of moment…actually no…this was exactly a drop the bass kind of moment. He wondered if he stopped to record this on his iOlympus (his beautiful creation), just how painful his death would be…

"ENOUGH!" The god bellowed, pulling a quiver and bow out of mid air like it had been waiting for its master to let it rip this whole time.

Grover blew harder into his pipe, his cheeks puffed out tinged like a bruised prune.

"STOP THIS!"

Charmspeak. STUPID HE'S A FREAKING SON OF APHRODITE WHAT DID YOU THINK HE DID BRO.

All at once, Leo was high on something….something…sooooo good.

"LEO!"

Grover lowered his instrument, glazed over with manipulation.

"STOP THIS! HIMEROS!"

The shield fell as Louis came bounding forward, knocking Leo behind him.

Himeros glowed red. Literally glowed red.

Like this was some Dragon Ball Z Kai Shiz-

"Who are you boy?" Himeros sneared, "Did you think you were clever?"

Louis freezed up, "What are you talking about now-"

"You fool! Coming for Hades son! Play your cards right, boy!"

Leo shook his head clear, "What? Nico-"

"SHUT UP, TOOL!" Louis shouted, "Your head is in your pants what good are you for anyway!"

"HOW DARE-"

He couldn't even try to make what happened next not the funniest, most tragic thing that he'd ever seen on the Internet or in real life.

Out of no where an Audi A3 sedan burst out of an ally way between two houses, like an uncorked water heater running too high, flinging Himeros 50ft in air.

"YO!" the luxury car rolled down its window, reveling its a driver: strong eyeliner, blue eyes, dark skin, eyebrow game on fleek he did NOT JUST-, "Get in cause he bout to be pissed-"

A flash of green sliced through her words, and whipped past his eyes, hitting its target with a high pitched scream.

"GROVER!" it was two late. The sytr was holding his glowing chest, his face contorted in agony.

"GROVER!" Leo screamed again. He rushed to his side, tilting his head up so he could look him in the eye.

Another flash, blue this time, struck Louis to his right, who crouched to the ground like he'd been caught in the balls.

"HEY!" The girl shouted from the car, like his friend (and acquaintance) getting shot in the stomach by some extraterrestrial laser gun thing beam was annoying to her, "Leggo" she breezed.

Ugh curse her for being hip.

Leo gripped Grover by his waist and hauled him as quickly as he could to the car that was CALLING HIS NAME- FOCUS.

"I can't" he wheezed, man he was weak, "I can't grab both of them!"

She grumbled something under her breath before stomping out and whisking Louis by his bicep and dragging him to the car like he was made of cotton candy. Are you serious.

Rule# 6: Bruh

WOULD YOU GET OUT OF HERE!

Rule# 7: Sure thing baby arms

I DO NOT HAVE-

"GUY!" the girl snapped, "Get your head out of the clouds we have to GO-"

On cue, Goku came ka-me-ya-me-yaing into the street. Flying.

"WHAT THE-"

She snatched his arm and shoved them into the car, slamming the door as she locked the keys into the ignition.

She gunned it.

[Line here]

"Tell them to shut the heck up, PLEASE"

"GROVER CAN YOU JUST NOT"

You know that phase that teenage boys go through when the only language they know is sex sounds? YEs.

This was all he was hearing right about now. It was terrible.

Apparently that sci-fi looking beam of light that Himeros threw down at them was some hyped up dose of Viagra and so far it looked like Grover was had been given the largest dose. Moaning, wheezing, and shouting praises toward nobody was all the sytr was good for right now.

Louis, on the other hand, was balled up into the car door clutching his stomach laughing like a hyena. Why? Leo couldn't tell you. Maybe that was his way of dealing with sexual frustration.

Suburbs turned to forest as their snappy driver sped down the rode at illegal speeds.

"Just call me Lele" she told him earlier when he had asked.

This probably wasn't a good idea, his subconscious told him, with Himeros's beams lost way behind them, Leo should've called it a night, took his friends to Camp, and sent a search party to look for Percy…wherever he might be.

But, in a way, he had started all of this.

Why did you guys go to a warehouse in the middle of New York City? Why didn't you guys call us when you first found out he was missing? Those were the questions that we wouldn't have the answer to. I told you guys Leo was bad luck, would be the hushed murmurs that Leo wouldn't ignore.

This was his fault. Regardless of what could've or what did happen.

"So what's the deal with you people?" Lele burst out. Anxious for some reason.

"We" Leo glanced at Louis, silently wishing he'd shut up, "We're…um…demigods"

The last part was so quiet Leo wasn't sure if he'd heard it himself, but Lele sure did. Ears perked, hair standing on end, shoulders raised.

"OH THANK THE GODS!" She praised. Okay…maybe he's made a mistake-, "I DIDN'T SCREW UP. URI'S GONNA LOVE ME. MARGOT'S GONNA KISS MY-"

"Just a little heads up if you're planning to capture us or something and like feed us to some ugly earth wind monster or something, I don't know anymore, we can just like cut to, like, fighting and us escaping unharmed because its almost 12:30 and I don't have time for this-"

"Relax" She drawled, "I'm on your side. We've just been looking for you people forever-"

"We?" and another thing,"You people?"

"UHGH!" Ok that was just nasty.

"Here" Lele scrambled through the glove department and threw some packaging tape in his lap, "Shut him up"

The roll vibrated in his hands as he tore off a piece large enough to wrap around his body. Clicking off his seat belt, he turned around a sealed off Grover's mouth all the way to his chin, cutting off a smaller strip for Louis.

"Thanks" he heard her mumble as he plopped back down in his seat.

"I'm taking you guys to Maine, its were the rest of us are. Us being other demigods and fairytale creatures that didn't manage to find our camp" She explained, "And your friend, Poseidon's kid, he's there too" Leo perked at the news, "Don't worry he's fine, he's kind of big there, well, he's big everywhere honestly. They wouldn't hurt a hair on his head. Uri might but only if you like offend her family or her honor or something I don't know what blows her fuse" her fingers drummed on the wheel, "Anyway, we need your help, the gods are getting restless."

Leo huffed, "About what? What now? We just saved their freaking butts! what are they pissed about now-"

She put a hand up to stop him, clearing her throat.

"Not" she said, "Your gods"