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The Ever Twisting Wind: Of Monsters and Titans

Chapter Three: We Better Not Sing Like Ariel

Beta: ShadowofAxios

That night at the campfire, Apollo's cabin led the sing-along. They tried to get everybody's spirits up, but it wasn't easy after that afternoon's bird attack. They all sat around the semicircle of stone steps, singing halfheartedly and watching the bonfire blaze while the Apollo guys strummed their guitars and picked their lyres.

They did all the standard camp numbers: "Down by the Aegean," "I Am My Own Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandpa," "This Land is Minos's Land." The enchanted bonfire that reflected the mood of the crowd was only five feet high, barely warm, and the flames were a disgusting, dull gray color.

Dionysus left early. After suffering through a few songs, he muttered something about how even pinochle with Chiron had been more exciting than this, gave Tantalus a distasteful look and headed back toward the Big House.

Quite a few campers were of the same mind it seemed, and dozens snuck back to their Cabins. Such that by the last song, only a couple dozen campers remained.

Undeterred by this, Tantalus stood to announce something about the next day's schedule when he was interrupted by Percy with the suggestion to go after the Golden Fleece to save camp. Her arse of a brother tried to dismiss the idea and not even Annabeth standing up to back Percy by giving the Fleece's exact coordinates in the Sea of Monsters swayed him.

The campers didn't agree though and they, Andi included, took up a chant, "We need a quest! We need a quest!"

The flames of the bonfire rising in height and intensity at their growing enthusiasm.

However, even as she chanted, the daughter of Zeus couldn't help but feel bummed.

It was pretty obvious by now that she wasn't picked for this quest by the gods.

Usually that happened in three ways. The most common way the gods picked someone to do stuff was that whenever there was a quest or something important, they would send a demigod a dream to tell them about it.

Percy had that one covered thanks to his weird dream about Grover.

Another way a demigod got chosen was if they came up with it themselves. Planning out a mission that would benefit Camp or the gods and getting approval from the Camp directors to carry it out. When this happened, it was assumed that they were divinely inspired.

Annabeth had done that. She'd dreamed up the idea of using the Fleece to save Thalia.

If neither of the two things happened, then sometimes, rarely, a quest got started because a god just showed up and got some demigod to go do something for them.

It didn't look like this was the case this time. Andi's dad hadn't said a single word to her, at all.

But Andi was fine with not being 'selected by the gods' for this quest. There was after all a third more mundane way to get selected for a quest, being picked by one of the questers who were to go along. She'd be satisfied so long as she was on the quest. Andi had to make sure Thalia survived, and make sure that her home survived too.

While Andi had been musing however, it seemed Tantalus had lost his cool.

"Fine!" The damned spirit shouted, his eyes blazing with anger. "You brats want me to assign a quest?"

"YES!" The campers roared.

"Very well," he agreed, a sly smile spreading across his face. "I shall authorize a champion to undertake this perilous journey, to retrieve the Golden Fleece and bring it back to camp. Or die trying."

Andi was sure that Percy was going to be picked. After all, it was obvious the gods had chosen him already. And that got her worried. If Percy was picked, then he'd take Annabeth for sure. Would he take her as the third quester? Ever since their talk about Tyson they weren't exactly on the best of terms.

"I will allow our champion to consult the Oracle!" Tantalus announced, pulling Andi out of her worries. "And choose two companions for the journey. And I think the choice of champion is obvious."

Tantalus looked at Annabeth and Percy as if he wanted to flay them alive. "The champion should be one who has earned the camp's respect, who has proven resourceful in the chariot races and courageous in the defense of the camp. You shall lead this quest … Clarisse!"

The fire flickered a thousand different colors. The Ares cabin started stomping and cheering,

"CLARISSE! CLARISSE!"

Clarisse stood up, looking stunned. Then she swallowed, and her chest swelled with pride. "I accept the quest!"

Percy began to protest, pointing out that the dream had come to him, but the Ares cabin shouted him down.

Clarisse glared at Percy. "I accept the quest!" she repeated. "I, Clarisse, daughter of Ares, will save the camp!"

The Ares campers cheered even louder. Annabeth protested, and the other Athena campers joined in. Everybody else started taking sides—shouting and arguing and throwing marshmallows. It was going to turn into a full-fledged s'more war until Tantalus shouted, "Silence, you brats!"

Tantalus proceeded to tell his tale and subtly threatened to "take revenge on ungrateful, rebellious children" to get everyone to accept his decision. When they did, he ordered Clarisse to go to the Oracle.

She shifted uncomfortably, like even she didn't want glory at the price of being Tantalus's pet. "Sir—"

"Go!" he snarled.

She bowed awkwardly and hurried off toward the Big House.

"What about you, Percy Jackson?" Tantalus asked. "No comments from our dishwasher?"

Good," Tantalus said when Percy did not reply. "And let me remind everyone— no one leaves this camp without my permission. Anyone who tries … well, if they survive the attempt, they will be expelled forever, but it won't come to that. The harpies will be enforcing curfew from now on, and they are always hungry! Good night, my dear campers. Sleep well."

Andi paid no attention to the drama as they were all dismissed and she headed back to her Cabin, her fists tightened, determination flickering in her eyes. She had to go on this quest.

Leaning back against the wall of the Big House, Andi counted the minutes since the daughter of Ares had gone in. She was nervous, it was no big secret that Clarisse didn't like her, but Andi didn't care. She was going on this quest and she was going to do whatever it took to do so.

Finally after what felt like hours, Clarisse finally came out.

The moment Andi spotted her, she rushed forward to talk to her. She noted that the other girl looked shaken, even uncharacteristically nervous and on any other day that might have given her pause as she worried about what was troubling her. But not today. Not when something as important as Thalia's life was at stake.

"I want in!" Andi insisted without preamble.

Her opening line seemed to have confused Clarisse, who looked spacy. Shaking her head presumably to clear her confusion, the taller girl said. "What?"

"The quest. I'm joining."

Clarisse having seemingly recovered her bearings, glared at Andi.

"And why should I let you?"

"Because it's my sister's life at stake."

Clarisse looked skeptical and seemed ready to say something, probably something rude. But stopped herself before she uttered a sound and adopted a thoughtful look instead.

After a moment of pondering, she nodded and announced her decision.

"Sure, whatever. Just don't slow me down."

Andi could only smile gratefully. "Thanks."

Clarisse ignored her though and walked off back to her cabin.

Taking the dismissal for what it was, the daughter of Zeus rushed back to her own cabin so she could prepare for the quest and get some sleep.

The next morning, everyone found out that Percy, Annabeth, and Tyson had apparently run away from camp in the middle of the night.

A disgruntled Mr. D said if they came back, he'd turn them into squirrels and run them over in his SUV.

Andi was a little alarmed to hear that, but right now she was more preoccupied with preparing for the quest at hand by eating a hearty breakfast. She knew it might well be the last good meal she'd be having for a while.

The daughter of Zeus looked around but couldn't spot Clarisse. She knew it was early, but she'd expected her fellow quester to want to chow down on some good food before she left too.

Shrugging, Andi put on her aviator jacket, slung on her messenger bag and headed down to the docks. They were heading out to the Sea of Monsters after all, it only made sense that that's where she'd find Clarisse. Well that and it was where the few other early morning risers were streaming towards.

Waiting at the docks was quite possibly the strangest ship Andi had ever seen. It rode low in the water like a submarine, its deck was plated with iron and at the halfway point of its hull was a trapezoid-shaped casemate with slats on each side for cannons. It flew a flag emblazoned with a wild boar and spear on a blood red field. Lining the deck were zombies soldiers with shimmering faces that only partially covered their skulls, like the ghouls she'd seen in the Underworld guarding Hades' palace.

Along its moss covered prow was the ship's faded name, CSS Birmingham.

Clarisse, decked out in full Greek battle armor, was barking orders at the undead sailors as they prepared the vessel.

"What is this?" Andi asked in awe as she arrived and pushed her way through the crowd of gawking campers.

Somehow Clarisse must have heard Andi because as she finally pushed her way past the crowd, the other quester turned to her and with clear pride explained. "This is a gift from my father, Ares, to help with my quest. It's an ironclad, a Civil War battle cruiser. It'll be our transportation to the Sea of Monsters."

"And the zombies?"

"The spirits of the defeated. Serving my father in the afterlife is their curse for losing in war. "

Andi just nodded uneasily, next to her, Hunter whined.

"What's with the dog?"

"Oh, I was thinking he could come along, you never know when you need an extra paw." Andi beamed, bending down to scratch Hunter's ear. "Plus, he knows the doggy paddle and is CPR certified."

"Wha?" She asked, as she and the other campers looked at Andi weirdly.

Andi laughed at the face she made. "Chiron tested him, himself." She paused to cross her arms, looking thoughtful. "Though he did say that Hunter only got an A- due to all the slobber."

She knew Chiron was just joking, since CPR was pass or fail, but it was a memorable joke on the centaur's part and Andi thought it only fair to share it.

"Ha-ha." Clarisse laughed mockingly, obviously not appreciating the humor. "Just make sure he doesn't cause any trouble."

"Got it." Andi nodded.

The daughter of Ares glared at Andi, obviously not pleased with Andi's joking attitude.

She held up her hands. "Hey, joking around a little to lighten the mood is all. Stress can kill ya too."

If anything, Clarisse just glared harder. "Now's not the time for jokes."

"Yeah, got it." Andi muttered, looking around, trying and failing to spot any other camper who looked like they might be joining them.

"Hey, where's the third quester?"

Clarisse just shifted uncomfortably, before replying in a strained voice. "There isn't one. We don't need one. Besides, the more campers to defend camp, the better."

Andi just looked skeptical. "Really?"

As far as she knew quests were always done in groups made out of at least three campers.

Well, except last summer, but that was an exception, sorta.

"Yes, now quit questioning me, Potter, we're losing sunlight!"

"Not leaving without getting our blessing, are we?" Tantalus said as he and Mr. D strolled up.

"You mean mine."

"O-Of course, Lord Dionysus. Your blessing." Tantalus said deferentially.

"Though I don't see why I should bless anyone in this crowd."

The sky rumbled warningly at that.

Mr. D just rolled his eyes, saying no more on the subject.

"Well, let's get this over with. We're wasting prime nap time."

"Too true, Lord Dionysus."

"Can you snivel a bit better? Perhaps more nasally?"

Tantalus shifted in his prison jumper uncomfortably.

"Andi wait!" A voice shouted from the crowd.

Andi turned to see who it was and saw her friend Silena from Cabin Ten squeezing her way through the crowd. Ever since Andi got back, Silena had been holed up in her cabin, her siblings saying she wasn't feeling well.

She'd try to visit once or twice, but Silena just wasn't up for it.

That she'd finally decided to leave her cabin to see her off was a big deal to Andi.

The daughter of Aphrodite gave her a dazzling smile. "Just wanted to wish you luck." She gave Andi a firm squeeze on her shoulders.

There was a strange look in her eyes though. One that confused the hell out of Andi.

Confusion that only proceeded to grow as her super hearing picked up on her friend mumbling almost inaudibly, "You have to, to fix this dumb mess of mine."

"Are you done, girl?" Tantalus said dismissively, "They do have to leave you know." His tone was mocking.

For some reason, that was too much for Silena and she burst into tears. She released Andi's shoulders to rub her eyes. "I know, I'm sorry." She let out a sob. "I just keep messing up."

Andi, and everyone really, were taken aback by this. Even Mr. D raised an eyebrow in surprise. The only one unaffected was Tantalus who just looked on unmoved.

Will walked over to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulder to take her back to her cabin. He was asking her what was wrong and offering encouragement that whatever it was couldn't be that bad, but that just seemed to make Silena cry harder.

"Yes, yes," Tantalus waved his hand in their direction. "Take the bawling mess out of here."

"Alright, that's it, I'm done!" Andi snapped, leveling a sharp look at Tantalus.

The spirit looked annoyed and confused as he turned to face his mortal sister. "What do you mean?"

"You! I'm am so freaking sick and tired of you bullying everyone." The daughter of Zeus informed him. "So you know what? Bye bye!"

"Bye bye?"

In lieu of an answer, Andi held up her hand, and began chanting in ancient Greek. "επικαλούνται: καθαρό αέρα: καθαρισμός (Invoke: Pure Air: Purge)."

"What is this?!" Tantalus wailed as white tinged gusts of wind suddenly shot up from Tantalus' feet to steadily engulf him in a cocoon and making him look like an Egyptian mummy.

With a vicious smile on her face, Andi explained to her struggling brother. "A purification spell for spirits. Looked into it for dealing with Dementors, but it should work for you too. Say hi to Uncle Hades for me, you bloody arse."

Very rapidly the cocoon of magically colored wind started to constrict the damned spirit, breaking down his essence into white motes of light that seeped into the ground. In under a minute, there was nothing left of the former King.

It was silent for a beat until all the campers broke out into cheers. By Hades, even the undead sailors were clapping.

Mr. D though was the exception. He just looked annoyed.

"You didn't even banish him right. Honestly, girl," he heaved a sigh. "I had a glorious idea. Now I have to drag him back up." The campers looked horrified at that. "But I want to nap first, so as you say; whatever."

Clarisse looked impressed. "Well Potter, bust out stuff like that more often and I might just have to upgrade my opinion of you."

"Can you lot just leave already?" Mr. D grunted, glaring at the two with bloodshot eyes.

Clarisse took the hint and quickly began issuing orders to her undead sailors to set sail, even as the questers rushed on board the ironclad.

Within a matter of minutes, two girls, one dog, and a whole skeletal crew were on their way.

The Sea of Monsters awaited.

As the ship set sail, Clarisse had told Andi to find a hammock. Plopping her messenger bag on the hammock she picked out, she returned to the deck to find the old ship seemed to be riding pretty smoothly. Hunter padded behind her, sniffing all around, which made the skeletal crew nervous and amused Andi to no end.

Nevertheless Andi knew better than to antagonize the people giving her a lift so looking down at her dog, she ordered him. "Don't go chasing them, boy."

Hunter just whined.

Kneeling down, she took a gentle hold of his ear and whispered. "We'll get you a real big bone when we get back to camp, promise."

With a happy bark, Hunter gave her a big old kiss.

Andi laughed and stood back up, heading over to the rail to lean against it. Watching the rocking of the waves, Andi could already tell she wasn't seaworthy. "Hope I don't start puking." She muttered as she turned around, looking upward.

At least the sky was nice and chill, not all wishy washy like the ocean.

"Potter!" Clarisse's voice barked from the bridge. "Front and center!"

Andi blew at her bangs with a pout. "I don't remember joining the army." She told herself quietly. With some assistance from her powers over the winds, she leapt from where she was and landed gently near the door to the bridge. One of the skeletons was guarding the door. "Uh, can I go in?"

The soldier gave a stiff nod and opened the door for her. "Get in there, Brit."

"Thanks, mate." Andi told him as he eyeballed her. She really didn't know what her country did for the American Confederates, but the crew didn't seem to like her much.

Joy, even the dead were on her case.

Seriously, Andi just couldn't win lately.

Entering the bridge, Andi saw Clarisse looking over a bunch of old maps as she told the skeleton at the wheel what they were possibly going to run into.

"Hey, you need me to do something?" The child of Zeus asked.

Clarisse looked up from her maps. "Yeah, we've got another day until we're near Florida. I want to talk to you about how this is going to work." She took a seat and nudged her chin, indicating for Andi to do the same.

Taking the seat, Clarisse began to talk strategy. It was something she'd expect more from Annabeth, but it seemed Clarisse had a good head on her shoulders for this stuff too. She had some good ideas on how the two of them could work together, like how she wanted Andi to play support with her arrows and magic while she fought their enemies head on. But then she started to go on about what she wanted from the child of Zeus that made her think Clarisse was a bit crazy.

She started to rattle off ideas like shock and awe and guerilla tactics. Things that Andi just couldn't wrap her head around. Andi wasn't much of a thinking fighter, she just went in, destroyed what was standing in front of her, and called it a day.

"And that's it, got it, Potter?"

"Yes."

No, not really, but I don't want to look like an idiot.

Clarisse's beady eye bored into hers, she shook her head a little disbelievingly, but nodded anyway. "Good, go up to the deck and keep an eye out for any monsters would you? Those super senses of yours will be useful there."

"In the crow's nest?" She asked, unsure of the right terminology.

"It's called the observation deck." Clarisse said with an eyeroll.

Sorry for never being on a ship before. Andi thought sourly as she got to her feet. "Sure thing."

With that, Andi headed out and climbed onto the deck, Hunter by her side, relieving the soldier there. Getting a sweet looking spyglass from the zombie as he left to take a break -She didn't even know the dead needed breaks-, the daughter of Zeus took her new post with interest. It beat sitting in her hammock below, doing nothing.

It had been after a few hours, just sitting on the observation deck, scanning the waters for dangers, that Andi came to a realization.

She was bored out of her mind.

Don't get her wrong, she kept looking around, but her ADHD was making her go bonkers here!

Even her usually energetic dog, who had come join her after exploring the ship, was so bored that he had resorted to napping next to her to kill time.

So, she started a little game, anything she saw in the distance, she'd give it a silly name.

It was terribly amusing coming up with the craziest names for the most mundane of things.

She had named a seagull Friedrich Von Hamstring, one of the skeleton soldiers Lester Papadopoulos, a dolphin named Sir Reginald Twinklethumbs, a fishing boat off in the distance the SS McBoatface and a whole host of other ridiculous names for all kinda things.

Her ears perked up at the sound of something big moving through the thick Virginia swamp forests that they were passing by. Whatever it was, it was something really big, Andi could tell by the trees it was knocking over. She looked towards the shore, excitedly peering down her spyglass - this was the first interesting thing to have happened in ages- and she eyed a hydra of all things.

"I'll name you… Miss Peanut Wigglebutt." Andi laughed to herself for a moment, before the realization that she'd spotted a hydra sank in. As it did, she bolted to her feet and looked down at the deck to shout at the crew toiling at their various tasks. "Hydra on the shore! Hydra on the shore!" She shouted, alerting everyone.

Andi heard Clarisse shout for crews to arm the cannons and for someone to get her a spyglass.

Flying down next to her, Andi offered hers to the daughter of the war, who took it with a vicious smile of delight at the prospect of violence. But whatever she saw through the spyglass quickly caused it to fade into a dangerous scowl. "What are they doing here!?" She roared with anger, as she turned towards the captain. "I want those cannons ready yesterday!"

"Yes ma'am!" He saluted and shouted at his soldiers.

"What's going on?" Andi asked as she looked ahead, squinting her eyes. She could vaguely make out the shapes of what was possibly people running from or fighting Miss Peanut Wigglebutt. She couldn't really be sure from this distance.

"Jackson and Chase." Clarisse looked furious, the spyglass cracking in her grasp. "Get us closer! I want to see the whites of its eyes!"

"They're what?" Andi gasped in surprise, dread filling her. "We've gotta help them!"

Clarisse ignored her as the ironclad chugged closer to the riverbank, she was entirely focused on what was happening on the shore. "There! Prepare the thirty-two-pounder!"

"They're too close, m'lady!" The captain shouted as he pointed at their fellow demigods.

"Damn the heroes!" The girl said. "Full steam ahead!"

"Aye, m'lady."

Andi looked at Clarisse as if she was insane.

"Fire at will, Captain!"

"Hit the dirt!" Andi heard Annabeth yell. At the same time, the daughter of Zeus quickly covered her ears. Even then, in the wake of the earth-shattering BOOM, the child of Zeus was still left with her head ringing from the loud and intense noise.

There was a flash of light, a column of smoke, and the hydra was promptly reduced to bloody chunks, showering Percy, Annabeth, and Tyson with nasty green slime.

"Gross!" Screamed Annabeth.

"Steamship!" Yelled Tyson excitedly.

Percy looked as though he was hacking out gunpowder from his lungs.

"Bye bye Miss Peanut Wigglebutt!" Andi cheered at the sight of the hydra's destruction by the barrage of deadly celestial bronze cannon fire as she uncovered her ears.

Clarisse just looked at her strangely. "What?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Miss what?" Percy said as he stood up, getting his bearings.

"Miss Peanut Wigglebutt." Andi explained matter-of-factly. "It's the name I gave the hydra."

Hunter barked happily in agreement as he jogged down to join the two demigoddesses on the ship's main deck.

Percy stood there, in monster guts, and slumped his shoulders. "Yeah, not gonna lie. Pride just tanked a bit from that."

"Losers," Clarisse sneered. "But I suppose I have to rescue you. Come aboard."

The three were brought aboard, but they looked more like prisoners than anything else. But Andi figured that was what Clarisse was aiming for.

"You guys okay?" Andi asked them, coming over to Annabeth, using her magic to get the monster guts out of her hair as she did so. Something that the daughter of Athena was visibly thankful for.

"What are you doing here with Clarisse of all people?" Percy blurted out to his cousin, getting a sneer from Clarisse.

"Unlike you Jackson, Potter knows who the winning team is."

Annabeth frowned at her. "This isn't about winning, Clarisse."

"Don't look so butt hurt, Princess. I know it's tough not to be authorized for a quest, but you just running out of camp? Man, and here I actually thought you were smart."

Annabeth looked ready to punch her.

"Hi Andi." Tyson shyly waved.

"Heya Tyson." Andi greeted him with a kind smile.

Sporting a smug grin at Annabeth's and Percy's predicament, Clarisse turned to the undead captain. "Let's give our guests the tour, men."

"You are in so much trouble," Clarisse said.

They'd just finished the tour. Andi assumed Clarisse was trying to unnerve or mess with the other demigods The soldiers kept staring at Annabeth and Percy. In Annabeth's case it was with pleasure as it turned out the daughter of wisdom was from Virginia and so was technically a Confederate like them. In contrast, they really hated Percy, calling him a dirty Yankee since he was New York born and raised. Tyson was especially freaked out by the dead soldiers, even asking Annabeth to hold his hand, who did so reluctantly and unhappily.

Finally, they headed to dinner. The CSS Birmingham captain's quarters were about the size of a walk-in closet, but still much bigger than any other room on board. The table was set with white linen and china. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, potato chips, and Dr Peppers were served by skeletal crewmen. The new arrivals looked reluctant to eat anything served by undead, but their hunger seemed to win over their fears and they dug in.

"Tantalus expelled you for eternity," Clarisse told them smugly. "Mr. D said if any of you show your face at camp again, he'll turn you into squirrels and run you over with his SUV."

"I don't think he was joking either." Andi told them with a worried look. She really didn't want to give a eulogy related to squirrels. Though that really wasn't what was on her mind, she was more focused on the surprisingly good drink that was Dr. Pepper.

It was just so full of sugar.

She might have to steal a few for later.

"Did they give you this ship?" Percy asked sounding oddly wounded.

"'Course not. My father did."

"Ares?"

Clarisse sneered. "You think your daddy is the only one with sea power? The spirits on the losing side of every war owe a tribute to Ares. That's their curse for being defeated. I prayed to my father for a naval transport and here it is. These guys will do anything I tell them. Won't you, Captain?"

The captain stood behind her looking stiff and angry. His glowing green eyes fixing Percy with a hungry stare. "If it means an end to this infernal war, ma'am, peace at last, we'll do anything. Destroy anyone."

Clarisse smiled. "Destroy anyone. I like that."

Tyson gulped.

"Clarisse," Annabeth said, "Luke might be after the Fleece, too. We saw him. He's got the coordinates and he's heading south. He has a cruise ship full of monsters—"

Andi was pulled away from her sugar at the mention of Luke. Just hearing that traitor's name caused rage to overcome her. In her fury, she unconsciously crushed the can in her grasp, its contents spilling down her fingers.

Only Tyson noticed and flinched back from her at the sight.

Andi paid the cyclops no mind, instead absently reaching for a napkin to wipe her hand as she tuned into the discussion. She wanted to know everything she could about Luke.

Because when she saw him, Andi was going to slit his throat.

"Good! I'll blow him out of the water."

Annabeth turned to Andi with a sad, yet angry look in her grey eyes. "He confessed to doing it, Andi. He said he p-poisoned Thalia's tree."

Andi stared at her for a moment before she looked at Clarisse with a look that seemingly pleased the daughter of war.

It was a look of cold, unquestioning thirst for blood, one of a callous murderer. Something that ran deep in her blood.

"I get his head."

Clarisse offered a bloodthirsty smile of her own. "Only if I get his heart."

All three of the Birmingham's new passengers looked aghast at this overt bloodlust.

"You don't understand," Annabeth said, as she shook of her shock. "We have to combine forces. Let us help you—"

"No!" Clarisse pounded the table. "This is my quest, smart girl! Finally I get to be the hero, and you two will not steal my chance."

Annabeth's face grew understanding, Percy though just grew furious at Clarisse's rejection of their offer to help.

"Where are your cabin mates?" The son of Poseidon asked. "You were allowed to take two friends with you, weren't you? Why is it that only Andi's here?"

"I've got her dog too." Clarisse deflected with a sneer.

"We saw." Percy pressed. "But what about the third quester?"

"We don't have one." Clarisse reluctantly admitted.

"No one else wanted to join you?" Percy asked snidely.

Looking away unhappily, Clarisse reluctantly said, "They didn't … I let them stay behind. To protect the camp."

"You mean even the people in your own cabin wouldn't help you?"

The child of Ares looked ready to fling the china at his head. "Shut up, Prissy! I don't need them! Or you!" Her fist slammed on the table, shaking it.

"Clarisse," Percy tried a different approach, "Tantalus is using you. He doesn't care about the camp. He'd love to see it destroyed. He's setting you up to fail."

"No! I don't care what the Oracle—" She stopped herself.

"What?" He said. "What did the Oracle tell you?"

Andi was curious too. Come to think of it, Clarisse hasn't told me about it yet either.

"Nothing." Clarisse's ears turned pink. "All you need to know is that I'm finishing this quest and you're not helping. On the other hand, I can't let you go …"

"So we're prisoners?" Annabeth asked.

"Guests. For now." Clarisse propped her feet up on the white linen tablecloth and opened another Dr Pepper. "Captain, take them below. Assign them hammocks on the berth deck. If they don't mind their manners, show them how we deal with enemy spies."

Andi laid on her back, counting the rivets above her. She looked to the side, Annabeth had already fallen asleep and Tyson was snoozing like a bandsaw.

Percy seemed to be the only one up besides her.

"Hey." She said, getting his attention.

"What?" He said in a rude tone.

"Remember that talk about siblings we had?"

His green eyes glared at her. "Hard to forget."

"Well," Andi said, looking right at him, "you said I didn't know what it was like to have a monster for a sibling. Well, you're wrong. I'm related to Tantalus, and you know what he did." She pointed out. "Last I checked, it takes a true monster to chop up his kid, and a sick one to feed his bits to the gods. So I do know, Percy." She pushed herself up on her elbows.

"And your point?"

Andi casted a small smile at Tyson. "I don't know about you, but Tyson doesn't seem all that bad. Much more friendly than Tantalus, that's for sure. I don't know if that's a thing, but I think it's real cool he's a friendly monster."

Percy looked to Tyson, his eyes softening. "I think I might be starting to agree with you."

The child of Zeus gave him a little smile. "So you okay with him now?"

"I dunno yet." The son of Poseidon shrugged. "I still don't really know how to feel about him as my brother, but…"

"You still need time?" Andi asked hopefully.

"Yeah."

"That's okay. We all need time sometimes."

The two were silent for a while until Andi spoke up.

"Sorry for being all pushy, Percy."

Nervously, she waited for a reply while stroking one of her hairclips. A moment later, she got one.

"Sorry for snapping at you."

A relieved smile came across her face.

"...Night, Percy."

"Night, Andi."

Their peace said, the two demigod joined their friends and fell into the realm of dreams.

Well, I think that was a wave riding chapter, huh? Thanks to the team as usual for all their help!

Nameless: So we had an alternative take on the start of the SoM quest. You like it? Plus, the change we made to Silena's competency as a spy. Like that? We thought it a little strange that someone as unwilling a spy as she was actually managed to stay hidden for so long without any slip ups. So we made it such that she actually does slip up.

On other news, Andi has banished the tyrant! Until Mr. D decides to bring him back of course, gotta have that classic scene people, just gotta. We also now know that Andi and Clarisse have a serious case of bloodthirst in common (Seriously, look at all of Andi's siblings on the more godly side) and Andi has a talent with stupid names. And to those who see the reference to another certain book, well, I'm a sucker for inside jokes, sue me!

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Nameless: It isn't a great book. More like an attempt to milk a cash cow one more time. Its plot is just crap, especially the villains. But it's part of the verse and giving it a nod is the least that we can do.

I still liked it because of the god POV and the fleshing out of minor characters. Though I do wish for more short stories instead, Rick usually aces those. The Illuminati wannabes made me laugh though.

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But back to this chapter, the thing I like the most was the ending, Andi and Percy's little reconciliation. Yes, they aren't fully back to being friends, but hey, this is good for developing character relationships. Unlike their dads, they can actually talk stuff out! Shocking, I know.

So you guys know what to do! Smash that review button, no flames, and peace off til next time!