Sorry it took awhile. It kinda got a writers block on this thing. Also known as I came up with 3 other stories and am now juggling 4. I'll try to keep up with it, but I may fall behind a little bit. Just a warning.

Chapter 13

Percy and Triton walked into the parking lot, trying to seem nonchalant in case the cameras were still working. Annabeth and Grover walked in from the other side. Percy scanned the cars, looking for one would fit all of them, as well as one that looked cool. So far, it was either one of the other.

After a while, both groups split up to look separately. Percy walked in the opposite direction of his brother, now mostly just looking at looks first, then space. There were several cool looking sports cars, but they only had the front seat or was a convertible without the top.

Finally, he came across and old, dark blue charger.

The charger could easily fit all of them, and the paint job didn't look scratched. The only problem was the lack of plates. On both the back and the front of the car were empty rectangles that were supposed to house licenses plates.

Annabeth walked over to him. "Find anything?" Percy pointed to the charger. "Nice car." She didn't sound all that enthusiastic.

When they had spotted the lot, Annabeth had tried to protest, but she had been out voted because Grover had agreed to stealing a car.

"BOOOOOOM!"

Both demigods jumped, quickly turning around to see the bright orange flames, the forming mushroom cloud, and the doubled-over forms of Triton and Grover.

As they started to walk over, Percy called, "What did you do, Triton?"

"Why do you automatically blame me?" Triton called back, barely able to speak because of his laughter and mirth.

Percy didn't bother to answer that. When Annabeth and he got over to where the other two were grinning, self-satisfied, at the burning car.

"A shame," Triton said conversationally, putting his arm on his brother's shoulder. "That used to be a nice looking viper."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "If you liked the car, why did you blow it up?"

"Because an empousai had been sleeping in it. Triton threw his sword at it, but he accidentally hit the gas tank," Grover answered, laughing a little, sounding like the goat he was.

Percy snorted at the image of an empousai sleeping in a car, all innocent like, if there ever was such a thing for them, and then getting blow up by a miss-thrown sword. Or a perfectly thrown sword. It was hard to tell sometimes with Triton.

"If there was one; there are bound to be more nearby," Annabeth said.

Triton nodded. "Did either of you find a car?"

"There's a sweet looking charger over there," Percy suggested.

When Triton looked over at the car, he shrugged. "Not as cool as the viper but it works."

"And the viper probably wouldn't have fit all of us."

"Minor detail."

The whole time he was driving, Triton never once dipped below 90 miles per hour. Everyone else was clutching the doors, fearfully watching as they passed other cars. Percy was sure they had caused more than one accident from people slamming on their brakes.

"Stop acting so scared. We're not going to crash," Triton had said about it, glee clear in his eyes.

The only answer he got was triplet glares from the three passengers.

They had been on the road for a day and a half, only stopping for a couple hours to get some rest. They had gotten to Kansas City, and had decided to stop again for some snacks.

"Okay, so we need tin cans and some enchiladas. Burritos wouldn't be bad either," Grover said as Triton drove carefully down the streets. He was finally going the speed limit.

"How about we just get some sandwiches or something. It would be best that we stay in one place as short of a time as possible. We need to get to the Underworld as fast as possible," Annabeth suggested.

Triton shook his head. "Actually, we need to stop in Vegas first."

She looked confused. "Why?"

"Because when Mom told us about the weapons being stolen, she said that Hades said something about getting something in Vegas," Percy said.

"And the prophecy said: save the ones lost in the flower. I have a feeling I know what it's talking about," Triton added. Everyone else looked at him curiously, but he never elaborated on it. Even after all the prodding everyone else did.

Percy started to think about the prophecy, and the war. What would happen if the gods did go to war? Where would he end up? And even more, what about the person that stole the weapons. Who would dare steal something such as them? Whoever it was, they were going to be in big trouble.

Triton parked the car outside of a grocery store. They immediately split up once they got inside. Percy went down the candy aisle and started to pick up all different kinds of candy. He figured that the others wouldn't mind so much if they got some too.

Growling started up behind him, and Percy whirled around to face a woman, who had bared her unusually pointy teeth. He expected her to say something, but instead she just started to change into her monster form.

Her skin turned green, her teeth got even longer, as did her neck. She sprouted a tail and fell down onto all fours. Except she was still taller at the shoulder than a regular woman would be. When she was done, she was a scaly, growling dragon.

"Oh, great," Percy groaned. He set down the basket of candy he had been holding and took out Riptide. The dragon hissed at the appearance of the blade, but it still didn't stop it from swiping its claws at him.

He ducked, slashing his sword. Blood started to gush down its leg as Percy picked up his basket again and took off down the aisle. He almost ran into Triton, who had his own food, as he was running from the dragon.

"What did you do?"

"Why do you always assume it's me?"

The brothers grinned at each other before facing the monster. Its tail had already knocked down several shelves and the mortals had started screaming.

Together, Percy and Triton dropped their stuff and charged the dragon. Triton made salt water appear around him, which Percy was able to use as his own weapon. The water shot straight at the dragon drop both sides with deadly speed.

Triton, being the theatrical being that he was, decided to make a noose out of his, and strung it around the dragon's neck, making it stand on its hind legs a bit at the rest of the water hung from the ceiling. Percy just used his as a whip as the two brothers went after it with their swords.

It didn't take long for the dragon to die, with two swords in its hide.

Once they were done, they ran back over to where they had dropped their stuff, and where Annabeth and Grover now stood. They stared at them in awe, but it was soon shattered by the yelling of the mortals.

"Hey! You four, come here!" the manager screamed.

"Time to go!" Percy said, picking up his candy.

All of them had food, and they didn't bother paying for it as they ran out the door.