I'm sorry for being MIA but the chapters are going to be short and less frequent. I have to work and write my own book not fanfiction. I will finish this story though. I promise. I love y'all.
Percy sat at his daughter's bed side. She was much better now and could carry out daily function without over exerting herself, but when she slept she slept. There was no waking her. Logan however was still unconscious. He didn't wake often and when he did, he was out of it. His mind was so terribly lost when he awoke for a few moments that no one could even say he was Logan. At least not the Logan they knew.
"Percy," Thalia pushed her away into the tent making the huntresses that were present scatter back out into the open night air at the campsite, "we have to go after her. I've been protecting her for almost her whole life and she's not going to die at the top of this gods' forsaken mountain."
It had been three days. No one had gone up or down the mountain. Percy hadn't dared try and go up the mountain again. Since being frozen in his spot he found himself scared for his life. Whatever evil rested with the gigantes had taken his little seen fear to the extreme leaving him defenseless like a child, but not just a child, a mortal child; so easily susceptible to death that his own life would take him out in a matter of moments. Just his memories of pain and loss could overrun him and send him six feet under without another breath.
"We don't have a plan to defend ourselves. We would die," Percy said fearfully looking at the dirt floor beneath his feet squeezing his daughter's hand carefully.
"We don't need a plan, when did we ever have a plan as kids?" Thalia demanded flipping the canister in her hand that held her sword.
"We need a plan now." Percy stood and faced her dropping Melanie's hand. "You don't know what's up there. We need a plan in order to even make a dent in their forces. They're always one step ahead."
"That's not possible we have to have some way of surprise." Thalia insisted whispering harshly.
"They have a daughter of Prometheus! Forethought. She already knows what will happen. She knew how to expose Annabeth and I, I couldn't even move. I just…"
"You're falling apart." Thalia put her hands on his shoulders. "You need to take a moment. Catch some rest please Percy. You're being ridiculous."
"I can't just fall asleep! My son and my wife…my ex-wife are at the top of a mountain where they are killing off people. We have to have a plan and we have to do it soon or else I may never get them back." Percy moved his hands nervously as he spoke.
Thalia shook her head and reached up touching his neck. "I'm sorry," Thalia whispered before an electric current ran down her arm through her body to his neck. Percy had a struck look on his face before the shock made him pass out. Thalia whistled loudly and four girls came in all taking a hand in getting him in the cot next to Melanie's.
"Just let him rest, and don't wake him. As soon as Melanie wakes up send her to my tent. I have to talk to her about these plans that we need to go up the mountain." Thalia said sadly. She ran her fingers through her hair smearing some grime away from her face.
Stress overran her as she walked back to her tent. She lit the candles around her before closing the flaps to her tent. She sat on a pillow in the center of the floor. As the heat rose her nerves calmed. The calming technique had been taught to her by Lady Artemis when she discovered Thalia's anger issues.
But after an hour or so of letting herself just sit there Melanie finally walked in. There were bags under her eyes no matter how long she slept. But the white in her hair was slowly being fixed by a dryad that the hunters had been able to somehow support since her tree was destroyed.
By planting one of the seeds from the tree they were able to barely keep her alive until she had recovered enough. Now she traveled with them. She was a great healer. With the magic that coursed through her veins, her usefulness had a number of possibilities.
"Come take a seat," Thalia beckoned moving another pillow so that Melanie could sit across from her. "We have some things to discuss." Thalia gave a weak smile that didn't even reach her eyes.
Melanie sat down where she was instructed and crossed her legs criss-cross applesauce. Thalia watched her for a few moments just looking at her. Carefully, she rested her hands on top of Melanie's. A sigh leaked from her core and she patted Melanie's hands mindlessly.
"Your dad can't know that you're going up the mountain with us." Thalia said quietly.
"Why not?" Melanie asked confused. "You told me a couple of days ago that you needed me on this trip."
"We do. We do; it's just… your dad is kind of falling apart at the seams right now and as of now, he won't you anywhere up there." Thalia explained trying to stay calm.
"But, you need me," Melanie snapped angrily, "I'm the only one who knows the full layout! Plus – plus –,"
"You need your revenge."
"Exactly!" Melanie said triumphantly feeling like she had finally gotten somewhere in the conversation.
"He still can't know—,"
"Thalia please," Melanie begged helplessly moving her hands away from Thalia's.
"Melanie, Melanie, I didn't say you weren't coming at all," Thalia smirked slyly. "All I said was that you couldn't let your dad know."
Melanie's face lit up with delight as she finally realized what was going on. "So what's the plan?" she asked excitedly sitting forward toward Thalia.
"Well, here's the thing…"
Percy and Thalia were slowly moving up the mountain together. "Now listen," Thalia started to explain the 'plan,' "you can not think before you act." When shock passed Percy's face Thalia knew she would have to explain: "Whoever is up there and is watching what is happening in the future, they're watching you. They want to know what your next move is. If you have a sudden thought that might in some possible way work, go for it. No forethought. That's what the daughter of Prometheus is looking for."
"Thalia that will never—,"
"It will. Now no thinking." Thalia scolded as the reached the steep climb at the bottom of the cliff.
When Percy started to climb Thalia looked out to the rock behind them. Melanie was smiling. She glided across the ground gracefully moving to a hidden climbing spot. "Good luck," she mouthed to Thalia. Thalia nodded and then ascended the cliff face. "Clear my mind…" Thalia whispered to herself closing her eyes for a moment as she climbed. Surviving this fight would be whole different story to tell later on in life. The difficult part would be surviving it.
Once again I'm sorry. I hope you enjoyed this entry. See y'all later.
Sincerely,
wisegirlindisguise
