I heard about a theory describing how a man and a woman on a desert island should fall in love with another. This is homophobic, I think, but in this Fanfiction, I already decided to play Percabeth. So, let's begin, shall we?
It was a trap. Of course it was. As soon as the three friends entered the volcano, Grover began to shake.
"I smell monsters.", he explained.
"Of course you do, we're underground. It always smells like monsters…", said Annabeth, a tad… despaired.
"No, you don't get it", said Goat boy: "Underground always smells like monsters, but never this much. Here, there's at least a thousand of them."
Percy nodded.
"Grover, I know you don't want to fight monsters. How about I ask the labyrinth to help you find Pan, and divide the team."
Grover quickly nodded.
"Annabeth, I know you won't agree, but the same offers go to you…"
"Denied. However, and this even if I think dividing the team is a bad idea, you should go soon, Grover. It might be useful to have Pan by our side if we fail…"
They divided their resources and soon Grover was gone.
"So, what do we do?", asked Annabeth.
"I thought you made the plans. Usually mine are go in, kill everything, go out, go to my boat…"
"Okay, I'll make the plans. How about we both go, Skià attack in the distance, You shoot fire to keep them far, and I kill those who go past our defenses."
"Need my help?", asked Skià as he took form.
"You were listening, Skià. I know it."
"You do. Not Olympus. Can't have your mom think I stalk you, can I?"
"No, you stalk Pj" answered Annabeth.
Skià laughed.
Soon, they entered the main room of the volcano.
Main cave would have been more adapted.
The forging process that was taking place seemed to make dechets that were directly thrown into the lava lake underneath the platform.
Those platforms had something looking like heat shields under them, looking like satellites do, and you could feel the air going down from thermodynamic forces on those.
Skià could see the magic keeping the air from heating to an impossible heat.
Even though most of the forging monsters (and gods) could take quite a temperature, the room was still cooled at an agreeable 40°C (105°F). Annabeth was sweating like death.
Both sides of Percy were wondering what was the colors of the platform.
Yes, because it was impossible to see the floor. Why? Monsters. So. Many. Monsters. Happily there were footbridges, so the flow of monsters would be less intense. Unhappily, there were five bridges. So, too many for Annabeth's plan. Or any, really.
Eventually, they would be flooded with monsters and the only solution would be to bring the place down.
Or up.
Or to use any of those beautiful powers that kept trying to kill Percy, and would make him an enemy of Olympus.
A war cry resounded with enough strength to make Percy hope that the place would go down now.
It didn't. Just hurt his ears.
The monsters kept coming at them, passing through the shadows, the fire, for the diminished forces to be blocked by Annabeth.
Really awesome.
Really epic.
Really useless.
Sure, the flow of monster was slow, sure they just died on the defenses, sure they were then killed by Annabeth. But be sure that Annabeth was tiring.
The swings of her knife were always slower and slower, and soon the amount of them needed to kill an empousa was 2, then 3, then… you get it.
Percy sighed at once.
"Annabeth, come please.", said PJ. Or rather shouted Percy over the hellish sound of cyclops, empousai, hellhounds, drakons, and a few other monsters rushing for the most important meal of the day: demigodfast.
"WHAT?"
Not loud enough, it seems.
"I said get out of the way!"
Annabeth seemed to understand and got away from Percy.
Awe-fishing-some. To stay polite.
Well.
Let's go.
Step 1: cut the flow of monster.
Easy.
Percy united and soon his eyes were glowing purple.
The monsters slowed a bit.
Then the shadows became restless.
Step 2: Annabeth.
Soon, Annabeth was in a crystal that protected her. The crystal was designed to absorb unbreathable air and to let a bit of the outside gas come inside.
Annabeth didn't like it, for some reason.
Step 3: Monsters.
Lava glowed as it came under both his control of flame and earth.
It raised as an incredible earthquake began. Water began to find its appear in the room.
Surprisingly, Annabeth began to warm up to her protective crystal.
Soon, all Percy's power was in the room, and it exploded. Well, not all per-say. He still had enough to keep the crystal near him.
The explosion was a bright gold, and the last thing Percy wondered was whether yes or no Zeus would blast him from the sky for being this high.
When the vertical speed was killed, Percy fainted and Annabeth cried.
What does an object way too high in the sky when it has no momentum left?
If you said a party, then congratulations! You're stupid.
If you said fall, then you are not stupidly obvious in your stupidity.
If you said fall toward Ogygia, then I should start wondering why I am so aggressive today.
Because you'll be right. They started falling towards Ogygia.
Calypso was wondering where to put her 13th garden when at the middle of the forest of Ogygia, a pic of stone grew and stopped the fall of… something.
Immediately, she went looking.
The forest of Ogygia was a very calm forest. Trees let some light pass from the sky, birds kept the lovely music they were doing, and the wet yet fresh air was very relaxing.
The spike grew back into earth, letting her approach the crystal and the boy. He was quite handsome, with hair cut quite short, a very well designed jaw and…
And that's all. Calypso had promised herself she wouldn't…
The crystal opened. With a loud crack, something exited it.
"Please tell me you aren't Calypso.", said Annabeth.
"Please tell me you're not mum"
"You're not mum", answered Gaia.
"Wow. Back to these puns?"
"Wow, back to these powers?"
"Ok, you win. So. Why am I here?"
"I just thought I would check upon my badly injured and fainted son!"
"Wow, thanks."
"So. Do I kill you now or do I do it at this very moment."
"Go on."
"Thanks."
Gaia then became red with anger.
"How inconsiderate of you to just try and kill both you and your friends! Do you know what you just did? The very equivalent of taking the true form for a god! Now the Olympians will try to kill you and you just fell on Ogygia, and…"
Insert here unbearable hug.
"Mum, can't… breathe…"
"Don't ever pull this off again, do you understand me?"
"Right… I will try to don't pull this off again."
"Good. And just wait until your dad hear about this again! And your aunts!"
"It's day, I'm far from both home and Tartarus because they're basically the same to me. I still have a few hours."
"Well, maybe your home is just defined by Annabeth."
Percy looked at his mother in the eyes, trying to find the joke.
"I see where this conversation goes. Don't want it to go there."
"Oh… I'm your mother, it's normal I want to see you happy!"
"I'm your son. It's normal I don't want to talk to you about this."
"Whatever. Just be protected!"
"MOM I HATE YOU!"
Annabeth was currently trying to wake PJ up. By shaking him.
They were in Calypso's cave, and he was frowning and pleading for mercy in his sleep.
Then his eyes flashed open and he shouted.
"What are you doing?", he asked while trying to get as far as possible from her.
"Waking you up. Seemed like you needed it."
His frown very slightly disappeared.
"Wow, thanks."
"Nightmares?", Annabeth felt stupid for asking. What was she thinking? Demigods dreams are the worst.
"Dating advices." Answered Percy while leaving bed slowly.
…
That's weird.
Annabeth opened her mouth to ask more details but was cut by a "don't ask". She closed it awkwardly and soon the only think that could be heard was birds.
"Where are we?", asked Percy.
"Calypso's island."
"Oh. Wait. How come you're here with me? Calypso's supposed to fall in love with everybody that arrive in her island… Oh. Oh. Blasted ADHD. I hate myself."
Annabeth laughed.
"For the moment, she didn't try anything on neither of us.", said the daughter of Wisdom.
"Thank you, Annabeth."
"Neither did I, by the way."
Percy stopped moving, and his face seemed to lost its blood.
"Please don't insinuate that."
"So the dating advice were about me", guessed the demigoddess.
"I hate you so much."
"Care to develop?"
"My mother ship us both."
"Oh", said Annabeth while blushing.
"You said it!"
"Mother earth… ship us. This new awakes in me some paradoxical sentiments.", said Annabeth.
"When you'll stop flirting, you both, care to come and explain what happened for the main rule of the island to be thrown into the ocean?", asked Calypso by the entrance of the cave with some gardening tool.
"I'm not flirting! I'm enduring!", protested Percy.
"Good to know", said Annabeth, suddenly not as far from him as he would have liked.
Percy froze once more, for Annabeth greater pleasure. Enjoyment? That's weird too…
Take 2: Percy froze and that made Annabeth laugh.
Calypso too, by the way.
Skià separated, and once his physical form was complete, he just said "Well, I'm outta here", and shadow-travelled.
PJ was still frozen.
"I swear if you keep going I'll soul travel and leave you here alone.", tried PJ, after some time.
Annabeth laughed again, and exited the room.
Once she was out, Calypso began to talk.
"So you two aren't a thing? You sound like an old married couple to me."
"First: Shut up, and two: seeing how badly PJ insulted Hera, wedding will come in a long time."
Calypso nodded sarcastically.
Percy was soon out.
"Well, I think once I'll have regained all my powers, I could evaluate how the magic and this island works, therefore using it to free you Calypso and upgrade my boat."
"You think a lot about your boat", said Annabeth.
"I know. But I don't win every battle with Princess Andromeda, because of Time's magic. I'll have to place myself back in the race."
"Boys and their weapons", said Calypso.
"More like a shield in this case. I want to make sure that I'm prepared for the war that's coming."
"Honestly, I saw his ship, and I have to say that you're right; Calypso. This thing is a fortress."
"And now I remember I forth to play with Pindare while I was out.", sad Percy. He sat near them and took a relaxing pose, and soon, his irises got blank.
"Do you really think he can get me out?", asked Calypso.
"Honestly… if there's one person that can get you out it'll be Percy."
"Percy or PJ?", asked the daughter of Atlas.
"PJ when Skià isn't around. Percy otherwise."
"Skià?"
"That would be me.", interrupted the shadow.
"He got a habitude to come when people call his name."
"'Cause I'm a demon!"
«Not quite », said Annabeth, reassuring Calypso.
"And why do the name changes when you're around?", asked said goddess.
"Simply because I'm the other half of Percy.", said Skià softly.
Calypso nodded.
PJ eyes took their color back, meaning a swirl of purple, green, black and orange. Soon, they lit up in a fire that was still a bit red.
"Skià. We're okay on the energy levels?", asked the demigod.
"Sure. You have four hours until having to activate the shields. You should eat for once."
"How come, ''for once ''", growled Annabeth.
"Well, eating would most probably make my soul burn from the power in the meal… so I try to eat as little as possible", answered Percy.
"Well, I'll have to feed you, then", said Calypso, smiling.
Skià smiled. "How about I feed you?"
"Skià, we both know you're the part with the less experience with Hestia's blessing, so really; don't."
Skià snapped his fingers and soon a table with a fest meal on it appeared out of thin air.
"See? I can do it."
Skià then disappeared in the shadows as Percy became temporarily complete once more.
"So… Annabeth, any injuries?"
"Blood loss, internal bleeding, concussion, broken rib, Right lung not working, left lung half working, soul problems and unsafe heartrate."
"I hurt you? I-I'm sorry, I tried to protect you, I swear."
"You did. I'm talking about your injuries."
Calypso laughed a bit.
"You are just teaming up against me. All of you! Well, gotta hide, night is coming.", pouted Percy.
Quite a short chapter, I know. But eventful, I hope. I… am not sure what to do once Percy is back in the overworld…
Anyway, if you have any question, suggestion, comment, please review! I'll PM you an answer!
Have a nice day!
