I realized something the other day. It's true that the children of the Big Three have the crappiest luck. I mean, Nico and Bianca were locked in the Lotus Casino for 70 years, and then when they got out, Bianca gets herself killed. Thalia loses her brother, runs away from home at the age of 12, and gets turned into a tree. Percy and Jason, as far as we can tell, actually had it of somewhat easy, at least until they were ripped away from their lives and had their memories stolen.
Okay so that was kind of random, and I'm sorry if I spelled Bianca wrong. (I didn't have access to a copy of TTC when I wrote this).
Anyways here's chapter 14! Enjoy =)
Annabeth
"Really?" Annabeth shouted as she and Percy hit the deck. "Why do they have to attack now?"
"Not sure," Percy said, "Maybe we should send them a copy of our schedule, marking in the spots when it's good for them to attack."
Annabeth stared at him. "Not funny, Percy," she said, her brain automatically shifting to battle mode.
That's when they heard the door leading below deck open. Percy and Annabeth looked up to see Reyna, dressed in a new Hunter's outfit. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the flaming hole the fireball had put in the deck. "What happened?" she called.
Reyna looked up in just in time to see a fireball coming straight at her. "Ahh!" she screamed as she fell to the deck to avoid getting hit. "Never mind… I figured it out!"
Percy looked at Annabeth. Annabeth knew what he wanted to know. He wanted her to tell him that these weren't the same fireball throwing, cannibalistic giants that had attacked him when he was in the seventh grade. Unfortunately, they both realized that it was exactly that when a chilling voice called out "Perseus Jackson! We know your there! Show yourself!"
Percy said a few choice words in Ancient Greek. "Please tell me he doesn't have a JB luvs Babycakes tattoo," he groaned.
"Percy, do you know how many of them there is?" Annabeth asked, trying to calculate the odds of them being able to fight them without help.
"Not sure," Percy said, his face looking grim. Annabeth couldn't help but think about how much the past year had changed him. "But it doesn't really matter. As long as their throwing those fireballs, the best we can do is play dodgeball. The only reason I even survive last time was because of Tyson. We don't have anyone that's fireproof this time."
That's when it hit Annabeth. She finally had a plan. "Oh yes we do," she said, and then she turned towards Reyna, who was still lying on the deck besides the door. "Reyna!" Annabeth called, "Go get the others. Tell Leo first. We need him up here ASAP!"
As the daughter of Apollo disappeared through the door again, Annabeth grabbed her knife. Percy pulled Riptide out of his pocket, giving Annabeth a quizzical look. "Ready to play some dodgeball?" she asked him.
He gave her a grimacing smile. Then together they stood to face the giants.
Leo
Leo had been having a great dream about grilling tofu burgers with his friends a Camp Half Blood. Jason and Piper were there, along with Annabeth and Percy. Reyna and Halley were even there. They were all sitting around the campfire, eating tofu burgers. Leo wasn't really eating his though. He and the Stoll brothers were having a tofu burger war.
It wasn't the tofu burgers that made Leo's dream great. It was the fact that for once since he had found out he was a demigod, things appeared normal. At least as normal as Leo's life could get.
That's when Reyna woke him up. Right before he was able to pelt Jason in the face with tofu.
"Leo! Get up!"
"Uugghh," he groaned and turned over in his sleep.
Jason, who was asleep on the bunk above Leo, said in a muffled, sleepy voice (like he was talking into his pillow) said "Gods Reyna. Just let us sleep."
"Okay," she said testily, "You guys go ahead and sleep. I'll just go tell the Laistrygonians to wait till you wake up to burn the ship down."
That got Leo's attention. He sat up so fast; he hit his head on Jason's bunk. Judging from the way Jason said "Ow" he had apparently hit his head too.
"Burn the ship down?" Leo said in alarm.
"Uh-huh. Annabeth and Percy are up there now. But they won't be able keep them busy long. The Laistrygonians are known for throwing fireballs." Reyna gave Leo a pointed look.
"Let me guess," Leo said as he was sliding out of his bunk, "You need me to go up there so you can fight fire with fire?"
"I don't know," Reyna said, "Annabeth just sent me down here to get you guys because I was closer to the door. She's the one that came up with the plan. And Leo, if I were you… I'd get my butt up there."
"Ugh, fine," Leo said. He grabbed his tool belt and sprinted out the door.
Once he reached the deck, Leo knew that Percy and Annabeth were in trouble. For one thing, the deck was littered with fireball holes and exploded wood pieces.
"PERCY!" Leo yelled, "I thought I told you to TAKE CARE OF MY SHIP!"
"Don't blame it on me, Leo!" Percy yelled back, as he dodged a fireball. "Just get your butt out here and help us!"
Halley
Halley's dream took her back to the battlefield. She was surrounded by fighting. Her sword was disintegrated monsters left and right, but it seemed that the monsters were playing hydra, meaning that no matter how many you killed, more kept coming. Halley's brow was soaked with sweat, and she had long ago given up trying to keep her brown hair out of her face. Fighting was second nature to Halley, like it was to most demigods, with the exception of say, Somnus' kids. All they ever did was sleep.
She had just disintegrated a hellhound when she saw them. Her two brothers, Caleb and Dakota. They were fighting only about fifty yards from where Halley was standing. The sight of them fighting drove a knife through Halley's heart. Caleb and Dakota had been best friends since forever. At least they had, until Caleb left camp to join the titans like so many other demigods had. Dakota and Halley had cursed him every day since then.
Now they were fighting, and Halley knew that Dakota was in trouble. It was rare for anyone to beat Caleb in a sword fight. Jason was the only one who could do it consistently. Others, like Halley and a few from the mars squad could come close. Actually, Halley and Caleb were so evenly matched, and they knew each other's fighting styles so well that every time they fought it would take forever for one of them to win.
Dakota wasn't like that. He had never beaten Caleb. And it didn't even have anything to do with Dakota being a bad swordsman, because he was actually pretty good. It's just that Caleb was that much better.
Halley knew this fight wasn't going to end good if Dakota didn't have help, so she started fighting her way towards them. Unfortunately, she got about halfway there when two dracaenae slid into her path.
"REALLY!" she cried as she fought them off. The problem with dracaenae was that they actually had enough brains to be decent fighters, unlike most monsters, who usually relied on strength or poison or some other power.
Thing was, Halley wasn't just a "descent" fighter. Halley was a great fighter, or at least that's what most people told her. So two dracaenae weren't a real big challenge. Just an obstacle in her path. Halley quickly dissipated them and turned back in her brothers' direction. Just in time to see Caleb run Dakota through with his sword.
"NOOO!" she cried as Dakota crumpled to the ground. Tears started to stream down Halley's cheeks as anger took control of her. She charged Caleb and their swords clashed together. "How could you, Caleb! He was your brother! Your best friend!" Halley's voice was filled with hurt and rage. This was her fault. She had let this happened.
As Halley let her instincts take over, she felt her mind wander back to that day so long ago...
-Flashback—(can you have flashbacks in dreams?)
Halley and Dakota had been on a scouting mission earlier in the summer. There had been rumors that the Titan's palace on mount tam was almost finished being rebuilt. Lupa had wanted to know if this was true, so she had sent Halley and Dakota, the best spies at camp, to check it out.
They had got there easily. Since they both had flying shoes, they could get through the garden of the Hesperides easier than most. It also helped that they didn't have any intentions of getting anywhere near the apple tree.
When they had reached the top of the mountain, they were horrified at how close to done the palace was to done.
"This is the second time that they have had to rebuild it," Dakota had told her, "It had been finished last summer, but the day they raised Kronos, it was demolished by some unknown demigods. We came here later to try and rescue those half-bloods, but we didn't find them."
"Maybe we should demolish again," Halley said, looking cheekily at her brother.
"And how do you propose we do that?" Dakota asked.
Halley grinned and pulled out her bag. It was a special gift she had gotten from her dad for her fifteenth birthday. In the old stories, mercury had had a bag of tricks he had used to pull pranks on people. Halley's bag was similar, but hers also doubled as a traveler's bag. She could fit almost anything in it, and it would never get any larger or heavier.
Out of her bag she pulled two jars of Greek fire. (Yeah I know that Greek fire is Greek, but I figured that the Roman demigods would've used it too, or at least something similar. But for simplicity's sake I'm calling it Greek fire) she handed one to Dakota and kept the other for herself.
They were just about to throw the jars when a voice behind them said "And just what, exactly, are you planning on doing with that?"
Both Halley and Dakota spun around to face the person. Since they were still holding their jars of Greek fire, they couldn't draw their swords, but they did keep their arms in a throwing position, ready to chuck them if necessary.
Halley was the first to recognize him. Either that or she was just the first to say his name. "Caleb?"
"Hello, Halley," he said almost cheerfully, "Dakota. How are my two favorite siblings?"
"Fine, till I saw you," Dakota snarled.
"Now now, no need for that. I'm just trying to be polite," Caleb sounded very formal, almost regal.
"Cut the act, Caleb," Halley said, "you've never been polite. No reason to start now."
"Oh, so you rather me go with the alternative method of greeting spies?" suddenly Caleb pulled his sword and pointed it right under Dakota's chin. With a sly grin he said "I actually prefer this method, and I do use it more often. But I thought I might give you two a choice."
"You're a traitor," Dakota said, despite having a sword under his chin, "You're a traitor to your friends... and your family."
"Pah! Family!"Caleb said the word like it left a bad taste in his mouth. "Tell me, what has family ever done for me?"
"We saved your life!" Halley said, "The day that Atlas' army attacked camp? They almost killed you, but we saved you."
Caleb said nothing. He just glared at Dakota; his first mistake.
"Yeah and how do you repay us?" Dakota asked. "You stab Jason, and run off to join the Titans, the same people who almost killed you."
"Jason was asking for it," Caleb muttered. "That son of Jupiter had gotten too big in the head." He had just insulted Jason; mistake number two.
"You still didn't have to stab him," Halley argued. She had slowly lowered her jar of Greek fire back into her bag, making sure that Caleb didn't notice. She quietly reached for her sword that was hanging by her side. She just needed something big, besides her, to get Caleb's attention so she could draw it on him.
Fortunately, Dakota had noticed what Halley was up to. So he thought up a distraction. "Hey Caleb," he said, and then he threw his jar of Greek fire into the air, "Catch."
Caleb went for the jar, turning his back completely on Halley. Mistake number three. "Strike three," she said, "Your out."
It took about half a second for Caleb to catch the falling jar, and that half a second was all Halley needed to draw her sword and put against Caleb's back.
"If I were you," she told him, "I would put that jar down gently, and drop your sword. Unless you want to feel mine running you through."
Caleb laughed. "You wouldn't run me through," he said. "You don't have the guts to do it."
That's when Dakota pulled his sword. "I wouldn't talk like that, if I were in your position. Now drop the weapons."
Halley couldn't see Caleb's face, but she imagined he was smirking when he said "You want me to drop them? Okay." he dropped the jar of Greek fire, which shattered.
Everything happened so fast after that, that Halley couldn't place most of it. Caleb turned on her with his sword, but Dakota managed to kick him in the chest. Then, with Caleb down, Dakota and Halley took off back to camp. But not before Halley pulled her jar of Greek fire out of her bag, and chucked it behind her. She had no idea where it landed, and she didn't care. She was cursing herself for not being able to run the traitor through when she had the chance. She only hoped that the explosions of green fire behind them did what she couldn't.
Halley snapped back to reality just in time to see Caleb's sword coming straight towards her chest.
She dodged just in time. Well actually, not in enough time. The sword stabbed her arm, and Halley cried out in pain.
"You're out of practice, little sister," Caleb taunted, "or maybe I've just gotten that much better fighting with the winning side." He pointed to the top of the mountain, where Halley knew Jason was fighting the titan Krios.
But when Halley saw Krios standing there, looking triumphantly at the battle surrounding him, she stifled a cry. Where was Jason? He couldn't be dead. He was the hero, and the hero is not supposed to die.
"The camp fought hard," Caleb said his voice victorious. "But it was not enough. Even with the help of the Hunters, you could not beat us."
"You TRAITOR!" Halley screamed at him. She lunged at him, ignoring the pain in her arm; the sticky red blood trickling down it.
Halley quickly got the upper hand in the fight. She had caught Caleb off guard when she attacked; because he had been too busy watching Krios. He caught on just in time to deflect her blow, but it still shook him.
"You can't beat me," Caleb said to her. "You've never been able to beat me. You've only got lucky a few times. And I hate to tell you this," though Halley could tell from the look on his face that he loved telling her, "but luck is not on your side this time."
They were very evenly matched. Caleb had gotten better, but Halley was powered by anger. That would normally be dangerous for a demigod, but everyone knew that when you're fighting to the death, any advantage you can get is welcome.
"You should've joined the Titans when you could've, Halley," Caleb said, parrying her strike and returning with one of his own.
Halley deflected it, barely. Their swords clashed and Halley stepped in closer. Since she was smaller than Caleb, her sword was shorter. When you have the shorter blade, get in close. Caleb had taught her that trick. To him, it was one of the biggest sword fighting rules, besides not letting your guard down.
Halley looked Caleb in the face and said "I'm not a traitor. What I should've done was kill you that day you caught me and Dakota up here." with that she kicked him in the stomach and sent him sprawling. Caleb's sword fell out of his hand and Halley kicked out of his reach.
She placed her foot on his chest and pointed her sword at his throat.
"Go ahead," Caleb said, "Kill me. I haven't done anything to you. I'm innocent of any crime. You'd just be wearing my blood on your hands."
"Killing your brother in cold blood is a crime," Halley snarled. "Abandoning your friends and family when they need you most. Stabbing and almost killing the very person that saved your life! Those are all crimes!" she was shouting by now. " Don't tell me your innocent. You are from innocent, you..." Halley let lose every foul word and name she knew, in both English and Latin. Then without even stopping to think about it, she plunged her sword through Caleb's neck.
I'm going to stop it there. In case you were wondering, all this happens in the same night. Also, don't get confused about Halley's dream… I plan on tying that into something really important later on.
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