New account Booklover0608:
Here's a eatable mango football for you! (listening to a football song at the moment, that's the reason why.)
I love this!
That's okay! (By the way, do you mean American football or regular football? Only reason I'm asking is because I know of a song with non-American-football players in it). Not really a fan of either sport, but since it's mango, *Grabs mango football, and swallows in one bite* Thanks!
Wisp the Ninetails:
*pants tirelessly* you owe me an update... I JUST LOADED AN ENTIRE SHIP FULL OF MANGO GOODS SUCH AS, BUT NOT LIMITED TO: mango ketchup, mango surprise, mango, mango cake, mango pie, mango tart, etc.
Please do enjoy your mangoes as a late christmas present in exchange for an update
You really didn't have to do it yourself, you know. I could have easily sent over some mokeys to help you out. Anyways, thanks for the mango goods!
Guest:
Hey its a great story!
Thanks!
Guest: (for Chapter 10)
…
Yeah, I was speechless too
gabeDj:
Okay I'll forgive you… But only because I get a mango for that. But it would be nice if you'd get over that lazyness of yours and start write again…
Well, guess what? I'm back and ready to write! (I actually have been for a while, just didn't get a chance to upload; I have the next few chapters done, so they'll come up sooner)
Megaranger66:
Its ok I know how it feels too.
Thank you, my friend. At least someone knows what I'm talking about, which is more than what I could ask for
Alexandra Jackson rocks Hades:
Hey! Im in India and there is literally a mango tree in front of me
O.o No way… *Drools* Just a warning: it may not be up there any longer.
Booklover0608:
Yes! I get a mango! I'm following this anyway, so don't worry :D
*Sigh* Another perfect mango gone. Ah well, I still find it hard to believe that such perfection is achieved everyday.
Lost Daughter of Poseidon:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I LOVE THIS STORY! YOU CANT PUT IT IN HIATUS! ;(((((((((((
Sorry, I just didn't want you guys to keep thinking I'll update soon, when I wasn't sure when I'd update next
Guest:
I Hate U, I Hate u!
Normally, I would go against such intense words, but I'll look the other way this time. Don't worry, I hate it when it happens, but what can you do?
Whisper The Ninetails:
I forgve you. As a forgivtance (yes i know it's not a word) gift, i give you a mango tree! do enjoy.
Oh, I will. *Rubs hands together* I definitely will. (On a side note, ironically, my gym teacher is growing a mango tree in his backyard)
Onto the story!
Chapter 14
Percy POV
When we all got back to our apartments, I had just enough time to keep our bags in our rooms, when there was a knock at the door.
I got in the living room just in time for my mom to open the door.
"Is Percy here?" asked Rachel
"Yes, who are you?" asked mom
"Mom," I said, "this is Rachel. I met her today. She's one of you."
"I'm a virgin, thank you very much," said Rachel
"That's not what I meant," I said, "Um, can you wait here while I get the others?"
"Others?" asked mom
"Annabeth and my cousins," I said
"Oh," said my mom, "I thought you meant more friends you met today."
"Nah," I said, "I don't think that they're like us."
"Us as in…?" questioned my mom
"Either one," I said, and my mom nodded in understanding
"Well," sighed my mom, "why don't you sit down Rachel? While you do that, Percy will get everyone else."
I nod, and open the door, only to find my cousins and girlfriend standing outside and Nico ready to knock.
We all look at each other and blink.
"Whoa," said Nico, "it's like you were a prophet."
He tentatively reaches over to poke me, and I swat it away.
"He's not a prophet, Nico," said Bianca, rolling her eyes
"Besides," I said, "That was just pure luck."
They all enter, and we sit down on the coach.
"Now will you tell me what happened to Mr. DiTortua?" asked Rachel exasperatedly
"What do you know about the Greek gods?" I asked, and Rachel got confused
"What do Greek myths have to do with this?" she asked
"Everything," I said
"Well," she said, "I know enough to give a basic overview of it."
"Well, they're real," I said, "and they reside in the US, over the Empire State Building."
"Wait," she said, "hold on, back up. So what you're telling me is that the Greek gods and goddesses are real?"
We nod
"And that all the Greek monsters are real?"
Another nod
"What does that have to do with Mr. DiTortua?"
"He was a monster," said Thalia simply, "so we defeated him."
"You killed him?" asked Rachel, wide-eyed
"No," said Nico, "monsters don't have a soul, so we can't really kill him."
"More like banished him for the time being," I said
"So, he'll be back?" asked Rachel
"Sooner or later," I said, "Different monsters have different regeneration time."
"Where did he go?" asked Rachel
"Have you heard of Tartarus?" I asked
"Wasn't Tartarus a primordial god or something?" asked Rachel
"In some texts, he's depicted as such," said Annabeth, "but we're talking about the place Tartarus, which is a bottomless pit which stores all the essences of monsters and the most evil beings."
"Okay," said Rachel, "How exactly did you defeat it?"
"We all have weapons," said Nico, "Each of our weapons is made of a special metal, and most of our weapons can't harm mortals."
"Most?" asked Rachel
"Mine and Bianca's are made of Stygion Iron," he replied, "They suck the soul and essence of anything defeatable. Plus, only us and our siblings can touch it without being sucked in, so that's always a good safety precaution."
"What about you three?" asked Rachel
"We have celestial bronze weapons," I said, "I have a pen-turning-sword, Annabeth has a pencil-turning-knife, Nico has a ring-turning-sword, Thalia has a mace-canister-turning-spear and bracelet-turning-shield, and Bianca has a keychain-turning-bow-and-arrow."
"Okay," said Bianca, "so you guys go around carrying medieval weapons wherever you go?"
"Well, some demigods use guns and we do have bomb-like weapons back at camp," said Nico, before Bianca slapped in the back of the head
"Camp?" said Rachel
"There's a camp here on Long Island," I said, "just for demigods, and possibly the Oracle if we had one."
"Oracle?" said Rachel, confused, "you mean like a future telling person?"
"Well, from what I've heard," I said, "she would sprout prophecies whenever we had to go on a quest, foretelling what would happen."
"But it would mostly be in riddles," said Annabeth, "and we wouldn't really understand the prophecy until it has been completed."
"So, this Oracle," said Rachel, "is he/she/it a demigod, as well?"
We all shrugged
"The last Oracle died a while ago," I said, "and we have a mummy in its place and no one wants to confirm its gender."
"I feel ya," said Rachel, "Do you know if there's like a job application or something for it?"
"Why do you ask?" I ask, "As far as I know, it'll only be between you and the mummy."
"Well," said Rachel, "I've been getting these weird dreams lately. Usually it only happened like once or twice a year."
"So this was an annual occurrence?" I ask
"I guess," said Rachel, "anyways, I don't even know if they are dreams or not."
"How come?" asked Thalia
"Well," said Rachel, "recently, I've been dreaming of different scenes in which a group of people fighting in Manhattan against a lot of monsters, despite being outnumbered. Now that I think of it, some of them were yelling about Greek stories, and before I just thought it was because I was reading too much Greek stories, but now I'm thinking that it might be real."
All of us demigods looked at each other, wearily
"What is it?" asked Rachel when she noticed our faces, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
"No," we said, simultaneously.
I cleared my throat, "Um, no you didn't say anything wrong. It's just that we just finished a war in the demigod world, and it took place in Manhattan."
"But for you to see it in your dreams," muttered Annabeth, deep in thought, before looking at me, "Do you think it's a sign?"
"Probably," I said, "but a sign of what?"
"I have the scenes painted, if you want to see them," said Rachel
"Yeah," said Nico, "why don't you bring the pictures tomorrow?"
"There's actually a lot," said Rachel, sheepishly, "I think it would be better if you guys come to my house."
"Is that okay, mom?" I called
"What?" asked mom, looking through the kitchen entrance
"Can we go to Rachel's house tomorrow?" I ask
"Yeah," she said, "I'd ask your father, Annabeth, and your mother, Nico and Bianca. You, too, Thalia."
"Yes, Mrs. Jackson," replied Annabeth, Nico, Bianca, and Thalia
"Good," said mom, "Oh, and Percy?"
"Yeah?" I responded
"Make sure you don't come home too late," said mom
"Mom," I whined, blushing, while everyone laughed
"Afterwards, we can decide to go to camp if we need to or not," said Annabeth, taking the attention off me
Everyone agreed, and I kissed her gratefully
She smiled during the kiss, probably knowing why I was kissing her.
Btw, I'll be deleting the AN within a couple days, so the chapter numbers align with the actual chapters.
Also, I've been graciously given another account by the name of Divine Lover of Mangos by 1 Percy Jackson Fan. This other account is where I'll be doing most of my reviewing and other stuff whiel this account will be just for the stories. So, if you want to PM me, the more direct account would be Divine Lover of Mangos, but I will still check this account for any stray PM's