Percy talking

Percy thoughts

Adamos talking

Adamos thoughts

Chapter 37

Mission: Farmyard Dash

"Our crew sails around the white sands of the monster island like a shark circling its prey. Our target was before us." I monologue internally in my captain's voice. "The pleasant rolling green fields were as inviting as they were probably treacherous. The tropical fruit trees that grew along the shore provided a beautiful amount of color, like the temptations of a succubus. Beautiful to look at but no doubt laced with curses and all manors of evil."

I tip my hat over my eyes. "The sun shone on us warmly like the gentle kiss of a mother. It truly radiated evil. The air was sweet with nectar. The scent of temptation! The cool ocean breeze upon my skin. It was laced with evi—"

"Will you cut it out with the fricking exposition!"

"Shit was I talking out loud again?" I didn't realize that I was doing it again but apparently Annabeth and Clarisse were not amused.

"S-Sorry." I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I try cover my face with my pirate hat and look away. "Ehem. So, this is where Grover and the Fleece is?" I try to move the conversation forward. "I thought it'd look...more evil for an island of monsters."

"That's because the fleece is causing the entire island to overflow with natural energy. Which is why it looks so nice." Annabeth explains.

Lou nods. "I can feel it all around us. This place is overflowing with nature magic."

I stop for a moment and take a deep breath trying to feel what Lou is talking about. It was as if the entire island was alive. A soothing aura radiated from everything on the island, covering it in a blanket of warmth and natural energy. We had only been here for a few minutes at best and already I was feeling like I was well rested and ready to start the day.

"They could probably make the best weed ever here."

"Oh, hey you're finally talking again?" I won't pretend to know what Eve does in her alone time, but I could tell that whatever it was worked for the most part. She didn't sound as tense or frustrated as before.

"Its best that I don't leave you to your own devices for too long. The other campers would probably try to shove you off a cliff or something."

"As if they would do that…Ok maybe Annabeth and Clarisse but not the others."

"Hm." Eve just hummed like she was saying 'of course your right' in a placating yet unbelieving way.

"Whatever." I mentally wave her off.

"Hey, I think I see something." Lou calls out as she looks through her telescope. She points out into a meadow that was across from a rope bridge that stretched over a ravine in the middle of the island. At the center of the meadow was a large grouping of sheep, each one was the size of a hippo.

"I think I see the fleece." Annabeth said after taking a look through Lou's telescope. We each took turns with me being the last.

Off in the distance just past the sheep was a tree that sat atop a hill at the other end of the meadow. In its branches something golden glittered as it moved with the breeze.

"There's supposed to be a guardian." Annabeth said perplexed. "The fleece is always guarded…"

Just then a deer walked into the meadow looking for grass to feed. It didn't evenm get a chance to run as almost immediately it was swarmed by the massive sheep. We could only watch in jaw dropping horror as grass and tufts of fur flew through the air before the sheep all dispersed.

All that were left were bleach white bones of the deer.

"The fuck." I wasn't sure who said it but that was pretty much the same response I would have said at what I just saw.

"I think we should walk around the piranha sheep." I offered up the idea and met with no resistance.

I dropped the anchor for the ship, and we all gathered into a rowboat. It was a bit of a tight squeeze but nothing too uncomfortable as I willed it towards the white beaches of the island. As we step off the boat, I could immediately feel the change in the air. If I thought it was powerful while we were on the boat, being on the island was five times more potent. I could tell why Grover would be attracted to this place.

Annabeth nodded as she began to think. "Alright. So, the fleece is over there but we don't know where Grover is. That and we need to figure out how to get past the sheep." I raised my hand. "We are not killing them with cannon fire." I lowered my hand.

"So what? Do we just go around?"

"It would be best to skirt around the edges of the meadows." Annabeth explained. "The sheep never seem to go near the edges so that's the safest place to be." Nobody had any better ideas, and we all shot down Clarisse's idea of fighting the sheep.

X

Just like Annabeth theorized the sheep never approached us. Not even when Beckendorf accidentally made to much noise and alerted one to our presence. I have to admit that I felt a bit stupid as we all brandished our weapons and had a stare down with a sheep. Not that anything happened as it went back to eating grass.

Other than the intense stare down nothing really happened as we made our way around the meadow and to the next challenge of the island.

An old rope bridge.

"I feel like there's supposed to be a riddle or a weird old guy here." Lou said as we looked over the rope bridge. "Maybe a troll with three questions."

"What is your name?" I couldn't help it.

"Lou Ellen." She says with a smirk.

"What is your quest?" Surprisingly it was Clarisse that offered up the next line. "What? It's a good movie." She said defensively when she saw our looks.

"Our quest is getting the fleece which is right over there and helping Grover." Annabeth spoke up. "Beckendorf do you think this bridge is safe to cross?"

"It looks sturdy enough."Beckendorf shook the ropes of the bridge, making it sway. "Although I wouldn't stress it with too many people."

The bridge seemed sturdy enough, but the ropes and planks looked old so we took precautions and instead went two at a time with Annabeth and Beckendorf going first, Clarisse and Lou second and myself last.

There wasn't anything on this side of the bridge but out of practiced habit we didn't let our guard down. We explored around as much as we could but none of us were experienced trackers, so it was a bit slow looking for any clues. Luckily for us we did manage to find something before too long. And it honestly smelt quite good.

"Is someone cooking here?" Lou eyed the cooking meat and used her knife to cut off a chunk, though not without some difficulty due to height problems. "It's being cooked with mango chutney! That doesn't pair well with lamb at all!"

"Why is that your focus?" Annabeth exclaimed. "The fires still going so that means that whoever was cooking is still…"

"Mango chutney! Mango chutney!" A deep voice chanted as it got closer. The ground trembled as heavy footsteps got closer.

"Hide." I whispered frantically as we dove into the bushes and behind rocks.

Two trees were shoved apart as a twenty-foot-tall cyclops in a slightly torn and dirty baby blue tuxedo walked up to the fire. His hair was messily done in some kind of mockery of a haircut. There was a single white milky eyeball in the middle of his face that looked like it had been injured a long time ago along with various scars around it. "Mango chutney! Mango chutney! Gonna get married with some! Mango chutney!" He sung in a deep off-key voice as he carried a large barrel in his hand with what looked like a mop. With great excitement he took the mop which looked stained yellowish orange and began to lather it onto the roasted sheep. "Wifey was right about this recipe. It will make good feast for wedding."

I looked over at Annabeth who was hiding right next to me, her face was in a hateful grimace as she watched him take a small nibble from the lamb before taking another nibble and looking guilty. "It taste good and ready." The cyclops grabbed on if the ends of the stake the cooked lamb was skewered on and lifted it up before walking the way he came.

"Come on." Annabeth got up and followed behind the cyclops from a decent distance.

"Is that the guy who has Grover?" I asked as I moved closer to her. One of the best things about Adamos/Eve living in my head was that other people couldn't read my mind without permission, yet at the same time it also stopped mental messages from coming through. I know Grover tried to send me something, but I never got to find out what it was about.

"It is. That's Polyphemus. The cyclops that trapped Odysseus in the Odyssey." Annabeth explained to myself and I knew everyone else heard it as well and if the slight falter in steps meant anything than it was as bad as I thought, which was horrible.

Polyphemus was a cyclops that trapped Odysseus and his crew in his cave and ate them one by one until Odysseus and what little crew he had left stabbed the cyclops in the eye with a burning wooden spike. It ended with the wily captain and his crew escaping but not without getting cursed by Poseidon for harming his son.

"Oh dear lord I'm related to this thing." I mentally groan.

"I'm sure father won't mind if you kill him." Eve says nonchalantly. I'm actually getting a little worried with how okay with fratricide she is.

"You want to fill us in on whatever plan is going on in that head of yours?" Lou whispered.

"I'm thinking that we follow him. In my dream he had Grover captured somewhere in a cave. If we follow him, we can find Grover and at the same time we can also send a group to grab the fleece. If we can distract him long enough then we can escape with both of them."

"So, who's going where?" Clarisse grunted.

Annabeth looked between us for a moment before turning back to follow Polyphemus. We had to follow a bit farther than before as we left the forest and entered the meadow. "Lou and Beckendorf will go get the Fleece while Clarisse and Percy will get Grover."

"What are you going to do?" I asked, not hearing anything about herself in that plan.

Annabeth put her invisibility cap on her head, and she vanished. "I'm going to distract the cyclops."

"What? Wait no—" But I was to late. Annabeth was already gone. "Damn it."

"There she goes." Lou whispered dryly.

"Lets just go." Clarisse started to stealthily follow the cyclops once more. "We don't have any other plan so were following this one."

I nodded in agreement before tilting my head off to where the fleece was. Lou and Beckendorf went off in that direction as I followed just behind Clarisse.

"All this trouble for just a satyr." Clarisse grumbled making me frown.

"Grover's done a lot of good." I couldn't help but defend my friend.

"Like fainting in the middle of a fight."

I willfully ignored the statement. "Without him we would have never found the fleece."

"I guess…" Clarisse looked like she was about to say more but Polyphemus had already made it to a rather obscure spot on the side of a mountain. I was wondering what he was going to do here until Polyphemus stabbed the stake with the lamb on it into the ground. Then with both hands he grabbed the wall in front of him and moved a massive boulder that was a bit taller than him like it was nothing.

I gulped at the show of strength as I didn't know if I could fight him, even with Clarisse's help.

"Hey Fat ass!" From somewhere I heard Annabeth shouting. It was enough though to get Polyphemus's attention. "Yeah you, you chubby bitch!"

"Who said that!" The cyclops roared as he turned around looking for where Annabeth was by the sound of her voice. "Who is there!"

"What! You don't remember me?! I should have figured you'd be too stupid to remember Nobody!"

I had hoped to the gods that she decided to run away at that moment as Polyphemus bellowed with rage at the mention of Nobody and grabbed the boulder that was once his front door and threw it towards where Annabeth's voice was. His fury was so consuming that he never even questioned why 'Nobody' now sounded like a girl. For a single moment that seemed to stretch on for a terrible amount of time all was silent.

"I see your aim is still as terrible as ever!" Annabeth shouted and I couldn't help but let out a breath of relief.

Polyphemus howled in fury. "I will kill you Nobody! I will feast on your entrails!" The cyclops barreled towards Annabeth's voice.

Once he left Clarisse and I got up and sprinted into the cave that Polyphemus was about to enter. It opened far more than I thought it would as the ceiling rose a good ten feet higher than Polyphemus's head. Different openings in the walls probably lead to some other places farther into the cave. We probably would gotten lost if it weren't for the many sheep paraphernalia hung on the walls.

"HEY GROVER!" I flinched at how loud Clarisse was, especially when her voice echoed.

"Why are you shouting!?" I hissed in a half whisper.

"Because the cyclops isn't here moron." Clarisse gave me a look like it should have been obvious, and I was an idiot…so her normal expression.

Not seeing any fault in her surprising amount of logic for herself I followed her lead and the two of us were shouting for Grover in the Cyclops's cave until I shushed Clarisse with a motion. She gave me an annoyed look, but I ignored her in favor of listening. I strained my ears listening for it until I heard the sound of mumbling. Motioning for Clarisse to follow I went further in until we both heard the mumbling. It was so familiar that I already knew who it was.

There in a small corner of the cave was Grover, stirring a giant pot of something with a rather large looking spoon that seemed to be the size of a paddle from a rowboat. He was wearing a white wedding dress with a veil over his face. It was a thin piece of fabric that still allowed us to see his face, or it would have if he wasn't wearing a large paper plate with a black dot in the center over his face.

"Grover?"

The satyr in a dress leapt in surprise, dropping the paddle into the pot. He turned around with a fearful look before he saw it was Clarisse and me rather than Polyphemus. "Clarisse?" Grover ripped off the veil and the plate and rushed over, lifting the hem of his dress he shambled over, only tripping over the edge once. "Thank the gods you're here!" He looked positively ecstatic as he walked up to the daughter of Ares.

"The fuck! What am I? Invisible?" I couldn't help but feel a little put out that he wasn't talking to me. "Rude."

"It probably just doesn't recognize because you're a girl."

"Well…maybe so but it's still kinda rude."

"Ehm!" I coughed getting Grover's attention.

"Oh, hello." Grover smiles politely. "Who are you? A new camper?"

"Its me. Percy." My tone was about as dry as the Sahara. Grover's eyes widen as he looks over me, the words getting stuck in his mouth and only coming out as random babbles. When he finally looked like he was about to get actual words out I cut him off. "Please don't ask why this happened because I will slap somebody if they ask." Grover closes his mouth.

"We can talk about Persephone's sex change later." God dammit it's catching on. "Right now, we need to get out of here and meet the others."

"Who else is here?"

"Clarisse and I are here." I started off. "Beckendorf and Lou are getting the fleece and Annabeth is distracting the cyclops."

"She's what!?"

"It was her idea." Clarisse said. "And the less time we spend here talking the sooner we can escape."

We were all in agreement with that and quickly ran out of the cave towards the exit. We didn't want to have Annabeth spend any more time acting as bait for Polyphemus than was necessary.

Retracing our way back was far easier than it was before with Grover acting as a guide. I had no idea how long he had been here, but he had a good enough understanding that we were at the exit within minutes.

Sadly, the fates were against us as Polyphemus was making his way back to us, laughing as he waved his giant meaty fist. At first, I didn't know what he was doing until he was close enough that I could hear the cursing from this far away. The three of us ducked behind a rock as he made his way to the front door.

Somehow, someway, Annabeth had been captured by a blind Cyclops while invisible.

"If we survive this, I am never going to let her live this down."

"Ditto." Clarisse agreed.

"I got Nobody! I got Nobody!" The cyclops gloated as he waved his fist around. The swaying caused Annabeth's hat to fall off. "Nasty little girlie. Taste good with Mango chutney."

Whatever happened during the chase must not have been good as the daughter of Athena looked like she was thrown off a cliff. There was a large gash on her forehead and her eyes looked glassy.

I cursed as she was most definitely concussed. "All right guys we need to grab Annabeth and make a run for it. Grover, if I can make him drop Annabeth do you think you can grab her?"

Grover looked back and forth between me and the cyclops, likely trying to figure out if it was a good plan or not until his face settled on resolve. "I can." Was all he simply said.

I looked over at Clarisse and she nodded, taking out a flip phone that turned into a spear. I pulled out Riptide and Echo. "Attack plan Crete." It was all I needed to say as we both knew the tactics at camp by heart. Attack plan Crete was a three-step pincer move that normally involved three attack forces, but it was easily modified for our current needs.

"Hey Fugly!" I shouted at Polyphemus, getting his attention. Clarisse and Grover went around setting themselves up. "Yeah I'm talking to you. How stupid are you that you that you can't even remember Nobody!"

"Who are you?" The cyclops narrowed his milky eye at me.

"I'm Nobody!" I shouted. "I just thought it would be good to see you again. See if that rotted out brain of you got any better. Guess I was wrong."

"You lie!" Polyphemus shouted. "I caught Nobody. You're a liar!"

"Guess you're too stupid to see the difference." I mocked. "Maybe you got what little brains you have scrambled the last time."

It seems that my talent for pissing off the mythological has once again showing its head as Polyphemus roared at me with anger.

On the plus side he let go of Annabeth. On the downside, he let go of Annabeth very hard.

I could only wince as I saw Grover get pummeled into the ground from how fast Annabeth was thrown down, and I was pretty sure both of them were injured from that. But I couldn't worry about them as I now had the attention of a giant monster that could crush me with one hand.

I leapt back as he attempted to grab me, my sword cutting into one of his fingers in retaliation, but the damage was practically nothing as his skin was thicker than I thought.

Behind him Clarisse shouted a battle cry as she stabbed the cyclops in the back of his leg, making Polyphemus cried in pain before trying to stomp on Clarisse. Each step left a crater in the ground as he stamped around like a temperamental child.

I had to hand it to Clarisse as she moved like a professional. She weaved between the stomps and stabbed him before backing up and charging again. I moved along with her, stabbing Polyphemus at every opportunity and using my shield to block any blows I could and store the kinetic energy. Between the both of is it was starting to look like Polyphemus's limbs had been attacked by angry bees.

But it wasn't enough. Our weapons were far too small to do any real damage.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Grover running away with Annabeth slung over his shoulders as fast as he could over the rope bridge.

Clarisse leapt back from a wild swipe. I knew we couldn't stay here any longer, so I reached out to the ground around us and felt it respond. A large rock rose from the ground at high speeds and collided with his pinkie toe, stubbing it.

"OOOWWWWW!" Polyphemus screamed in anguish as he hopped on one foot before falling down.

"Fall back!" I shouted and Clarisse ran next to me. I could already feel the ground trembling from Polyphemus's running, though his steps are uneven since I stubbed his toe pretty hard. I didn't even need to look to know that he was furious.

The bridge was our last chance at getting away safely, but it wouldn't matter if Polyphemus made it across with us. Luckily, I wasn't the only one who suspected as such.

"Cut the bridge!" Clarisse shouted. "Use her knife to cut the ropes!"

Grover looked confused at first until he noticed just how quickly Polyphemus was gaining on is and he reached into Annabeth's pocket an pulled out her knife. Each of the ropes holding up the bridge were as thick as my arm, but Grover was sawing through them like a mad man.

Clarisse and I sped up, trying to cross as fast as we could as the rope Grover was cutting snapped. He moved to the next one with even more fervor, cutting through the rope like it was made of hard butter. I didn't even know if we would make it as we got closer to the other side of the bridge.

The second rope snapped as we were still on the bridge and in a last-ditch effort to live Clarisse and I leapt with all our strength. We flew the last seven feet as the bridge fell beneath us before landing on the grass next to Grover and Annabeth. I could feel my feet hanging off the edge of the chasm, and I was about to sigh in relief when a large shadow passed over us. I could only gape as I watched Polyphemus soar over us like some last-minute savior in a 90's sports movie, the world slowing down just as he landed past us. "HA! Now I have Nobody trapped!"

We had to quickly scramble to our feet, Grover dragging Annabeth's unconscious form off to the side while Clarisse went the other way. I had nowhere to go but forward as I ducked between his legs just before his fist came down on me, making a small crater in the ground. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a back hand coming at me at. I barely raised my shield, absorbing the impact yet not enough to avoid getting thrown back.

I thought that I heard someone calling my name, but I was still a little disoriented after rolling over the ground. But I got up just in time to watch as Clarisse charged at Polyphemus only to be swatted away, and nearly falling off the ledge.

"Wifey caught the fake Nobody!" Polyphemus gasped in joyful surprise. He still didn't know that Grover was not actually a cyclops since he's still wearing the disguise. "Oh, I knew Honey bunches was the right one."

"N-Now dear," Grover stuttered as he tried to move Annabeth behind him. Polyphemus's giant hand reaching down to them. "I think I like this one m-myself. I-I bet she would taste good—Bahh!"

I feel my blood freeze as Grover's stutter acts up. It was a problem that he's had for as long as I've known him, and it has always acted up when he's stressed or frightened. The fact that he's managed to keep it under control while in captivity with a cyclops must have been nothing short of miraculous. But with the fighting and being so close to freedom it must have pushed him over the edge.

Polyphemus's face scrunches up as he looks closely. "Why do you make noise like sheepies." His giant mitts reach out and grab Grover. The sudden struggle along with all the running must have loosened whatever was holding the mask together as the fake eye that Grover was wearing falls away. Polyphemus looks utterly baffled before becoming filled with rage. "You are not wife! You're a trickster."

I could hear Grover's cries as he struggled in the massive hand, his face starting to turn red from being crushed.

But we are so close.

So close to saving everyone.

So close to going home.

But he was about to die.

"So, what are you going to do about it."

I don't know where the stregth came from as Eve wasn't actively helping me but but one moment I was lying on the ground and the next I had thrown my shield. The metal disc flew above ground level, glowing with the store kinetic energy, and colliding with Polyphemus's ankle.

The shield exploded with pure force, snapping the bones in the cyclops ankle. Polyphemus let out a pained cry as he went down hard, dropping a gasping and pained Grover to the ground.

Power flooded through my system as I charged at the downed cyclops. My sword cutting through flesh. I didn't care if I wasn't able to harm him earlier. I didn't care that I was out matched. All I cared was that he was hurting my FRIENDS!

The earth shook, throwing the cyclops of balance.

A foot came at me in desperation.

Riptide cut through his thigh.

A fist came at me like a charging bull.

My own broke his nose.

It was nothing more than a tinted red blur as I moved. I knew what I was doing, I felt in control the entire time, and yet… there was a detachment, a lack of self in what I was doing. It was as if a torrent of rage overcame me, one like a tidal wave drowning out all other emotions. And just as quickly as it came, in a snap I was pulled from that torrent of rage that filled my mind. My heart pounded against my ribs; my muscles burned like fire.

"Calm yourself!" Eve harshly chastised as I felt my emotions become suppressed. She had been the one to stop me. "Your destroying the island!"

All around me there was destruction. The meadow looked like it had been upturned in multiple places. Masses of stone jutted from the ground, trees had fallen, and it looked like the chasm had gotten larger. The others all looked at me in shock as I stood atop Polyphemus's chest. The cyclops looked like he had walked through a storm made of blades. Blood pooled on the ground from the many wounds along his body. Fingers were missing from his right hand and I could see the white of shattered bone from a cut in his leg. He lied on his back moaning in pain, with my sword right over his half blind eye.

"Uhhhhhhh." Polyphemus groaned in pain as tears formed in his milky white eye. His face was broken, his nose was gushing blood all over his swollen face. "My sheepies. I just want to protect my sheepies." The cyclops began to sob pitifully beneath me. He was completely beaten and at my mercy and yet I didn't have it in my heart to kill him.

"What are you waiting for?" Clarisse shouted. "Kill him!"

"Don't trust him!" Grover pleaded. "He's a cyclops!"

"Do it." Eve whispered into my ears. Her words held the weight of expectation on them. "Kill him now."

I…I couldn't. His wails were so broken and all it did was remind me of Tyson. He was after all a son of Poseidon just like him. And just like me.

And so, I lowered my sword just a bit ready to make a deal with the monster in exchange for his life.

"You utter fool." Eve's tone is one of complete disappointment.

Before I could question why my entire side erupts in pain. I think I felt a few ribs crack as I soar through the air before landing in a heap on the ground near the edge of the chasm. My healing instantly kicks in, but I feel a sharp pain in my side as I try to move.

My ribs are definitely broken along with my arm.

"Foolish mortal!" Polyphemus roared as he stumbles back to his feet. He stumbles over to me and I struggle to get to my feet, but I can't even lift my arm let alone use my sword. My shield lies in the grass a distance away, to far to make it as I could practically see the back of the cyclops's throat. "You think you can defeat me! I will eat you a—"

BOOM!

Out of nowhere Polyphemus's chest explodes in a shower of guts and blood, coating me in crimson red. The cyclops looks down at the vacant space in his chest. I could see bits of white in there along with half a lung. "Oh." It was all Polyphemus could croak out before he disintegrated into gold dust.

"Wha…" I looked at the pile of dust in front of me, not fully understanding what just happened. But the sounds of falling stone draws my attention to the other side of the chasm where there's something lodged into the wall. "Is that…a cannonball?"

"Percy!" The others all rush over, or rather hobble, over to me. Grover had to leave Annabeth where she was so as not to risk hurting her. "Are you ok man?"

"I, uh…yeah." I try to sound as fine as possible but from the looks on their faces I wasn't to successful. At the moment I was practically drenched in blood and gold dust. It was everywhere, in my clothes, my hair, there was barely any skin that didn't have it.

"But what the Hades happened?" Clarisse asked as she looked around only to spot the cannonball. She looks off in the other direction opposite of where the cannonball landed. "Is that…" She squints as she looks off in the distance. Grover and I follow her lead and we both have to squint to see what she's looking at.

Just off the shore was the ship. And on its deck, there seemed to be two figures standing next to the cannon. The shorter figure waved energetically at us and I couldn't help but release a small but weak chuckle. "I guess they made it back to the ship."

"Grover go grab sleeping beauty over there." Clarisse ordered as she slipped my uninjured arm over her shoulder. If she was bothered by the amount of blood now staining her clothes, she didn't show it. I hissed in pain as I was lifted to my feet, my ribs and arm were still mending as some of the bones had to be forcefully realigned. "Oh, stop being such a baby."

The road back to the ship was a rather long trek. Due to the presence of the sheep we had to skirt around the edges once more to avoid them. I didn't know if they could smell blood but with the amount that I was covered in and the blood from the gash on Annabeth's head I didn't want to take any chances. Something that Clarisse and Grover immediately agreed with.

When we came to the beach it was a much quicker journey. The seawater did wonders to patch up my injuries along with washing the blood and dust from my body and allowed me to carry the others to the boat on a current. The water wraps around us and I use it to lift us back onto the deck of the boat.

"Hey guys!" Lou was the first to greet us, her telescope in hand. Charles waved from the helm as he was currently steering the ship. "You all look like shit."

"Yeah well fighting a giant cyclops will do that to you." I snorted.

Lou's eyes looked over to Annabeth and her smile fell just a bit. "Lay her down, I'll patch her up." Lou walked away and not seeing any reason not to Clarisse laid Annabeth on the deck. The blood had already dried long ago so not much of it was washed way in the ocean.

"Here, wrap her in this." Lou returns with what looks like a large golden blanket.

"Is that?" I suck in a breath as I feel the power radiating from this thing. It felt like a warm summer day. My fatigue drained away in its presence and I wasn't the only feeling it. Clarisse, for the first time since I've meet her, has a look of blissful peace on her face. "You actually got the golden fleece."

Lou let out an amused snort. "It wasn't easy. Had to stand on Beck's shoulders to reach it." She lays the golden fleece over Annabeth's body and the change is almost instant. Her pale skin regains some color as the dried wound begins to scab and stitch itself back together. Hell, them magic of the fleece is even spreading to the wood of the Queen Anne (Really need to rename it), slowly removing any rot from the aged wood.

I let out a sigh of relief as I watch the magic do its thing for a few moments, making a mental note to get the ship upgraded when we return to camp. But for now, I think I'll just relax as I set the ship on a course out of the Sea of Monsters and to the nearest mass of land.

My captain's quarters better have a nice bed.

A/N: This took a long time to make I know. What with college and shit and some brief yet frustrating periods of writers block I just wasn't able to write anything. Even now I'm not really satisfied but I know that this is the best I'm gonna do for this chapter. Anyways I hope your all doing well. Stay good you sexy beasts.

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16: Heres the next chapter

Sonicfan88321: The 5d's of dodgeball from the dodgeball movie.

JoJo 'Perlia' Jesus: Eve is indeed pissed. She's calmed enough to advise Percy but at this point they won't speak with him until its necessary. She just needs some time to cool off. As for Pan, well I haven't decided how I want that to go.

LargeFather: Captain Percy will always exist. Its just not as prevalent without the hat.

coolboy 123: Fem Percy was never going to stay permanently. Percy will return to normal soon.

Yamajiji: Adamos hates Romans on a deeply personal level and Percy and Adamos will return to being male.

Pierce: I haven't decided what I want to do with Pan.

Sultan Asil Arslan: I want Adamos and Pan to have a weird relationship. Not just the outright disdain Adamos has for satyrs. I just don't know how I will go about it.

Frostboi88: Captain Percy will make reappearances. I'm not giving up the pirate ship anytime soon.

AdeilSilverbird: Adamos is not a perfect good guy. I established early on that he has his dislikes and faults. He hates romans and satyrs; he is quite greedy with treasures and is very confident in his skills. He's only slightly humbler than most other deities.

Rider126: I have this entire scene where Adamos and Lupa meet in the future. It will go as well as you think it will.

Outis02: No. The only way to switch genders is with outside godly aid or a powerful spell.