Chapter 2

"DID YOU SAY THE ARGO II!?" screamed Will from the bow. He scrambled down and ran to Percy. "THE MOST WANTED SHIP ON ANY WANTED POSTER IN THE WORLD!" Thalia put an arm on his shoulder. "Calm down Will, i'm sure we can take it-" "TAKE IT!" Will shrieked "TAKE IT! NO, THALIA WE CAN'T TAKE IT-." "Will, calm down now." Percy walked over and looked him in the eyes. "Why don't you tell us what you know about it? We can judge if it's dangerous or not."

Will took a deep breath. "Alright listen. The tale is that no one had ever fought it and lived to tell. It is a master of the sea, stronger than any kings ships sent after it. It is even said to rival the Black Pearl from the old tales. It's covered in contraptions that we can't even imagine, much less fight. And the captain's fabled to be the most fearsome, of the bat crazy. His mind took a long walk off a short plank years ago, and he is a man of no mercy. They say you can smell the crazy on him from a mile away."

Thalia covered her nose. "I'm definitely smelling something." Percy took a sniff. The closer they got, the more he smelled something to. It smelled like… His eyes widened. "It smells like fire, but...in a weird way." Will took a shaky breath. "Listen, as a former pirate, let me tell you we should not tangle with them." as Will finished his sentence Percy heard a yell from Annabeth. "They're coming at us at high speeds Percy. I don't think we can outrun them. That boat must be heavy, how does it go that fast in the water?" Percy turned his spyglass towards the ship. They were getting close enough that he could see a few crew members scrambling around the deck.

" Alright, here's the plan." Percy said. "We man all the cannons, and get our swords ready. Grover, you get us turned around and headed away. Do not, I repeat, do not, leave the wheel at any cost. Meanwhile, we try to take the ship down from a distance. If they manage to board, we fight them, but do not attempt to go on their ship. Got it?" the crew nodded. "Good. Now, get ready to-" but he was cut short by a loud sound from the approaching ship. Heads turned as a shape came flying towards them.