Percy talking

Percy thoughts

Adamos talking

Adamos thoughts

Characters are owned by Rick

(Except Adamos he's mine)

Chapter 31

A Rock and a Hungry Place

"Binkusu no sake wo, todoke ni yuku yo~"

"Warera kaizoku, umiwatteku~"

"Nami o makura ni, negura wa fune yo~"

"Ho ni hat ani ketateru wa dokuro~"

Various instruments fill my ears with a lovely and catchy tune that only I can hear.

"Arashi ga kita zo, senri no sora ni~"

Nami ga odoru yo, doramu narase~"

"Okubyoukaze ni fukarerya saigo~"

"Asu no asahi ga nai ja nashi~"

It was the kind of song that you couldn't help but sing with. One meant to lift the spirits when they were low.

"Yo-hohoho, Yo-hohoho~"

"Yo-hohoho, Yo-hoh—"

"You know this would be so much better if this was sung in a language I actually know?"

"It's a Japanese song. What do you want me to do?"

"Translate it into English?" I think back. I mean it was it really so hard for him to translate it so that it wasn't in some kind of Asian language?

"Not until Ian Sinclair sings it first."

"I don't know who that is!" I let out a groan. His eccentricities were something that I thought I would grow used to as time went on, but it seems that he can still one up my expectations each time.

Apparently, I wasn't as subtle as I thought as both Lou and Tyson looked over to me before going back to whatever they were doing.

You see after we escaped the cruise ship of evilness by using one of the winds we were pushed out to sea near Virginia. A whopping five hundred and thirty nautical miles from our original starting point.

Must have to do with god magic or something.

Anyways the reason I know precisely how far we went was because of the fact that at sea I have perfect bearings.

Need to know how deep the sea goes beneath us? Currently 863 feet down.

Need to know our exact coordinates? 34 degrees, 12 minutes north, 72 degrees, 20 minutes west.

Probably one of my weirder abilities but hey I'm not complaining.

Anyways we've been drifting out at sea for quite a while. With my and Lou's capabilities we easily evaded the patrolling coast guard around Virginia Beach.

Thank you Mist, you wonderful creation.

After that I began maneuvering the boat further south at a decent enough pace. We didn't want to risk using the winds again because if we somehow got the northern wind, it would most likely undo all of our progress.

"I'm so booorrrreeeddd." Lou groans as she stares at the sky.

"Why don't you study then?" I offer.

"I already did that." Lou waves off before her eyes squint at the sky. "Hey Percy? Do those look weird to you?" She asks as she points at the sky.

I was confused at first but as I looked up, I noticed a few dots circling above us. "They don't look like seagulls." I commented with a raised brow. They seemed a bit oddly shaped for birds now that I was looking at them. "They kinda look like—OH SHIT!" I jumped overboard into the water as one of the dots dove down trying to bite my head off.

"Percy!" I heard Lou and Tyson call my name as I resurfaced. Lou immediately turned and threw a spell at one of the circling monsters as it made a dive. The projectile catching it off guard, forcing it to barrel roll out of the way. This slowed it down enough for me to get a good look at it.

It was a snake with feathery wings.

"An Ophis Pterotos. But they shouldn't be here." Adamos spoke in a thoughtful tone.

"Really, because they seem pretty real to me." I thought as I rose myself out of the water, using it as a platform, walking on water like Greek Jesus, or rather regular Jesus since we're related, I take out Riptide and cut one down as it divebombs me.

"No. What I mean is that the Ophis Pterotos are Egyptian and Arabian monsters. They don't leave their territories for just any reason especially to hang near the ocean. This is a bit discerning"

"Well looks like they found a reason. Trying to eat us." I raise my hand and will the water beneath me to swirl and ascend until it looks like a dozen spears of water are rising from the ocean. I feel a bit strained but that quickly is soothed away from the power I'm getting from the ocean, which lets me create a dozen more spears and doubling the amount I can normally summon. Then with a flick of a nameless spell they freeze into ice spears that I launch at the flying monsters. I've practiced with freezing water but haven't made a lot of progress, so I learned how to bypass it with a spell meant to freeze water for me.

The spears go a bit wide, but I manage to get at least three of them before Lou kills two more with a spell. Tyson manages to knock one of them out of the sky with a paddle when it came to close.

"There are too many." Lou shouts as she makes a forcefield that keeps her throat from being bitten. Many more gather in the sky, ready to feast on demigoddess and cyclops. I would survive since I could just dive under the water where they couldn't reach me, but Lou didn't have that ability, and I wasn't sure about Tyson.

I raised my hand ready to try one of my more complex yet incredibly risky spells that I wasn't completely confident in to end it then and there when a voice cut me off.

"FIRE!" A feminine voice ordered, and the sound of gunfire roared as bullets ripped through the air, killing a good portion of the flying snakes. The bullets kept coming until eventually the snakes took the hint and ran away when over half of them died.

I walked over and sat at the edge of our little raft as Tyson went on excitedly about the steamship that parked itself on our starboard side. It rode low in the water like a submarine and was completely decked out in iron with a skeleton crew (Literal zombies) standing at the ready with old weapons. On the prow I could barely make out the name: CSS Birmingham.

Up on the deck a very pissed off blonde glared at me while a girl in full battle armor just looked with a critical eye. The only guy (living) just gave an amused yet what I assumed relieved smile.

These were the questers sent by camp.

"Just get on already losers." Clarisse wasted no time in ordering us around.

X

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Annabeth finally snapped after me and my two crewmates climbed aboard the war ship and we just finished a tour of the CSS Birmingham. It wasn't very interesting in my personal opinion but Adamos seemed to enjoy the presentation of the retrofitted guns. Tyson was the only one that seemed uncomfortable in the presence of the skeletons, so much so that he had to hold Lou's hand the entire tour. Right now we were sitting around a small table, being served by the skeleton crew.

"I get the feeling this is a rhetorical question."

"Do you even know what has happened since you idiots have left camp?" Annabeth ranted.

"I feel like she's about to explain—"

"You were eternally banished!" Annabeth exclaimed, cutting Lou off as she whispered to me. Clarisse just gave the smuggest looks as if the entire thing was some kind of show. Beckendorf was just sitting back, as if he was trying to make himself as unnoticeable as possible as he eyed the skeletons. "Mr. D said that if any of you show your faces at camp again, he was going to turn you into squirrels and run you over with his SUV!"

Silence filled the space as a pair of grey eyes stared daggers at us.

"…Mr. D has an SUV?" Sadly, the brain of a demigod, especially mine, was not always a logical one.

"Is it at least tricked out or something? I mean I always thought that the gods would go for sports cars." Lou added to the line of thought unhelpfully.

"Completely tricked out." Beckendorf spoke up for the first time. "Stereo systems, lights, a modified engine. The works."

"That's not the point!" Annabeth interrupted before the conversation could turn into another conversation entirely. "The point is that you broke camp rules."

"We did no such thing." I cried indignantly. "We were asked to leave camp."

"Yeah. We were even given supplies." Lou added in as Tyson lifted one of our duffel bags as if to prove the point.

Annabeth gave us a raised brow. "Well pardon me if I don't believe you." She said as she walked off.

"So, where'd you get the ship?" I asked Clarisse and Beckendorf after Annabeth had left. "Did the camp have it hidden away somewhere?"

Clarisse sneered at me. "It was a gift from my father. Given to me when I prayed to him for naval transport. Every war there is always a loser, and the spirits of those that lost owe a tribute to Ares. As such these guys will do anything, I ask of them. Isn't that right captain?"

The captain stood there, glaring at Beckendorf the entire time before snapping his angry gaze to us. "If it means an end t this infernal war, ma'am, peace at last, we'll do anything. Destroy anyone." He spoke with a deep gravelly voice. This caused Clarisse to smile.

"Well, uh," I stumble a bit over my words. The eerie smile of the skeleton captain was a bit unnerving. "Thanks for letting us aboard anyways."

"Well seeing as I can't just turn you away, you can stay as guests." I was about to say my thanks when Clarisse's hand snapped out grabbing my collar before I could react. "But make no mistake Jackson," She whispered softly to me, in a way that didn't detract from the threat in the slightest. "This here? This is my quest. My chance to be the hero. Tantalus may be using this as a way to get rid of three cabin heads, but I will bring back the fleece and save the camp. And if you even think of getting in my way, for any reason. I will find a way to drown you. Do I make myself clear."

"Yes ma'am." I responded as quickly as I could.

Clarisse seemingly satisfied let me go. "Captain. Assign them their quarters."

The ghost captain sneered. "Alright. We have a might few spare rooms. You lot can all share a room with darkie over there."

The captain motioned to Beckendorf and the atmosphere in the room really uncomfortable. I could practically hear Lou grinding her teeth, or were those mine? Clarisse was bristling herself. "Hear that boy? You'll be getting a few bunkmates. So you better move your large ass over boy."

"CAPTAIN!" Clarisse shouted, an oppressive weight fell over the room, making the captain stand up straight. The daughter of Ares's eyes seemed to have hints of red as opposed to her normal brown.

"This is…" I recognized the oppressive feeling. It was a great many times weaker, but it was definitely the same thing that Adamos used to bring Cerberus to heel in the underworld.

"My, my." Adamos spoke with a bit of intrigue. "She has some potential."

"Go check on navigation." Clarisse spoke in voice that seemed twice as threatening as the one she used with me. The kind voice that involved great pain should you go against her orders.

The two held each other's gazes before the captain looked away and left the room. The entire room fell into an uncomfortable silence until Clarisse let out a sigh. "They're Confederate soldiers."

I could only nod in understanding and shoot Beckendorf a look of sympathy. Being an African American on a ship full of racist confederates was not an enviable position.

Beckendorf just gave a sigh of acceptance before leading us to a part of the ship away from the others where a few hammocks were set up. Lou immediately called top hammock, despite Tyson's protests but id rather have a girl who is barely 90 pounds wet than six-foot cyclops above me.

We didn't even bother getting changed as we all plopped into our respective hammocks and fell asleep.

X

Alarms blared loudly through out the ship. Skeleton soldiers rushed back and forth tending to their own duties, not even stopping to acknowledge us.

"All hands-on deck!" The captains gravelly voice echoed through the ship. "Where is Lady Clarisse?!"

I immediately left my hammock and came face to face with the sneering captain.

"Glad to see your up boy." The Captain growled, as if I did something wrong. "Your friends are already topside. We're getting close to the entrance."

"The entrance to where?"

The captain gave me a ghastly smile. The transparent skin on his face starching and giving me a good view of his skull. "Why, the Sea of Monsters of course." He then left without another word.

I quickly grabbed my backpack, as well as the duffel Hermes gave me, and slung it onto my back. I maneuvered my way through the throes of the ship, trying to make my way to the top when I felt an intense anger build up within me.

"Is that—"

"He isn't here." Adamos informed me making my hand unclench from the fist that I didn't know I was making. "Most likely a projection."

I stomped the feelings down and found a ladder up top. Soon after Clarisse joined us, but she looked far from composed. Her entire body was tense. Her face looked like she ate something bad yet didn't know how to describe it. Whatever conversation she had with her father must have really shaken her.

Clarisse ripped a pair of binoculars out of a nearby skeletons hands and peered towards the horizon. "At last. Captain, full steam ahead!" She shouted in a tone that almost sounded like relief and anticipation.

The ship groaned as the engine began to work even harder, driving us straight towards a massive bank of fog.

"To much strain. Not meant for deep waters." Tyson muttered.

I must have had a look on my face as Beckendorf chose to explain, his face in a grimace as well. "Ships like these were more meant for rivers and coastlines, where the currents aren't as strong. I've done my best to retrofit it but there's only so much I can do." He shook his head in discontent.

"Well that's reassuring." Adamos muttered sarcastically. I choose to ignore the morbid thought and try to figure where we were. I feel my senses spread out and find that we had somehow made it all the way to the coast of northern Florida.

"Either I'm a deeper sleeper than I thought, or all boats are slightly magical."

"I think your a bit of both."

Soon enough the fog began to break, revealing a massive cliff face to the north that seemed to stretch into the sky. Too the south of it, about half a mile away, the ocean frothed and churned in a roaring mass under a massive storm.

"Is that a hurricane?" Lou asked as we got closer. Her face scrunched into confusion, as if she wasn't sure of her own statement.

"No," Clarisse spoke, not looking away from the storm. "That's Charybdis."

Everyone seemed to turn as pale as the skeletons as soon as the words left her mouth. "The Charybdis? The monster?"

"No, the baker. Of course, the monster!" Clarisse snapped. Now normally Lou would have snapped back but each of us had learned of what was ahead and knew why the demigoddess was so tense. "The only way into the sea of monsters is through these two."

"Scylla, the multi headed terror and Charybdis, the inescapable maw."

"Thank you tour guide. You have any OTHER nuggets of exposition?" I

"…Charybdis is our half-sister."

I let out a tired sigh, already feeling done with today. "Of course, she is." I mutter low enough that the others can't hear. "Is there any other way into the Sea of Monsters? Can't we go around them?"

"We can't. we would only be brought back to this same spot." Beckendorf spoke up. His hands fiddling with one of the on-deck cannons.

"We could go through the clashing rocks—"

"But we aren't using it!" Clarisse interrupted Annabeth part way through her explanation. The two daughters of war had a glare off before Annabeth just huffed and looked away. The fact that the crew only seemed to listen to Clarisse meant that she could only offer advice rather than do any thing about the problem herself. "These cannons can't destroy rocks. Monsters though…"

Lou leaned over and lowered her voice to a whisper. "Can't you, you know? Control the rocks?"

"No. The rocks are to strong for you to control." I didn't say anything but just shook my head. The daughter of Hecate's mouth shaped into a flatline, as if she were trying to think of something.

"Set a course for Charybdis!" Clarisse shouted.

"I still think that this plan is insane." Annabeth growled.

"Good thing I didn't ask your opinion."

The two of them butted heads even more, causing Beckendorf to sigh. The rest of us were sending questioning looks that mad I clear that we wanted to know what the plan was.

"We're heading straight for Charybdis. Clarisse wants to use the cannons to kill it while Annabeth wants to go through the smashing rocks. She doesn't want to consider Scylla because she can't shoot it and it might put a hole through the ship if we tried to hide below."

"And what do you think?" I asked.

Beckendorf shrugged. "I would prefer the rocks, or at least Scylla. I don't think the engines can handle getting close to Charybdis."

"Can't. Pistons too strained." Tyson murmured, which Beckendorf nodded in agreement. Apparently Beckendorf tried to fix the problem himself but the there was no way for him to do more than a patch up job. The lack of sufficient material being the biggest factor.

I looked over the edge of the boat as we got closer to our destination. My eyes adjusting to see through the water. What I saw made me recoil in shock. "Tell Clarisse to choose Scylla!" I shouted. What I saw beneath the waves was absolutely monstrous.

Charybdis was far larger than what could be seen from the surface. If anything, the maw seemed mostly closed and could stretch out to three times the size that it currently was, with teeth the size of rowboats jutting out of the water. But that wasn't the frightening part. The body descended far into the darkness, reaching the seas floor, farther than I could see without diving into the water myself, and I could see damn far into the water. The only way to describe Charybdis was as a massive stalk of green flesh and scales, with numerous tentacles that anchored it in place with whatever it could grab. Numerous red eyes formed around the edges of the mouth with a two large eyes at the center of its long body.

The moment it noticed us, it would fully open its maw and drag us in.

But it was too late. The ship lurched forward as the maw opened more, catching the ship in its clutches.

"Full reverse!" Clarisse screamed as the ghost crew began to work double time. "Get us withing firing range! Make ready the starboard cannons!"

The ship screamed in protest as its propellers futilely spun in reverse. The ship lurching ever closer to the maw.

"Damn it!" Beckendorf cursed before he dragged Tyson below deck.

"Prepare yourselves lads." The captain spoke grimly. "Death is upon us."

"You are not helping!" Lou screamed in panic as she helped load the cannons. Despite the chaos I could hear a bit of excitement in her voice, most likely from getting the chance to fire a cannon at a monster.

"Lady Clarisse!" One of the skeleton crew snapped into a salute. "We are withing range!"

"Fire!"

The cannons roared as they spewed fire and metal. Three cannon balls flew through the air towards their target. The first clipped one of Charybdis' many teeth, the second disappeared down the abyss and the third just fell into the water.

"Again!" Clarisse ordered as the guns were reloaded, but I knew it wasn't going to work. Those cannons were as useful as a peashooter against Charybdis.

I subconsciously rub the godly weapon turned wristband.

"Don't even think about it!" Adamos snaps me out of my thoughts, enough for me to realize that my hand was clutching the wrist band. "You use that out in the open and everything will come crashing down."

"But it could help!"

"It could also earn you a lot of questions that you won't be able to answer and a cell on Olympus."

I wanted to retort but the ship lurched and slowly we began to pull away from the whirlpool, the engine sounded much better than before. I mentally make a note to buy Tyson an extra-large tub of Peanut butter when we get back to camp.

"Maintain our position!" Clarisse ordered and we all gave her a look of disbelief.

"Are you mad! Annabeth shouted and for the first time I found myself agreeing with her. "We have to get away!"

As if on command the maw closed. The sea was returned to and absolute calm but none of us felt the slightest amount of relief, rather the gnawing feeling in my gut that I associated with nearby danger grew.

Then the mouth opened once more, this time letting out all of the water, debris, and creatures unlucky enough to get sucked in. I had to back away as the corpse of an eight-foot-long shark fell on the railing that I was just standing at, denting it badly before falling into the ocean.

A wave that must have been forty feet high threw the ship and it took all of my power just to keep the ship from capsizing as we rushed towards the cliffs at an alarming rate. I shifted my focus to the stony walls and tried to will the water to catch us. The fact that we weren't made a scattered wreck was proof that it worked, but the loud sound of metal screeching against rock didn't fill me with confidence.

"We have to abandon ship!" The captain shouted but Clarisse shot the suggestion down with fiery determination. "We have no choice m'lady. The hull is cracked apart! She can't—" He never finished his sentence as something brown and green came down as fast as lightning and pulling him into the unknown above just as fast.

"Scylla!" I didn't even know which of the skeletons had shouted it as he too was snatched away in the blink of an eye. I could barely make out what the monster looked like, even though I had been training for the past year by avoiding and deflecting highspeed rocks thrown at me nearly as fast as bullets.

I, along with everyone else, bring unsheathe our weapons. I try my best to attack one of the heads, but it proved useless as I never knew where they were going to strike and was never fast enough to strike it.

"We have to get off the ship!" Beckendorf shouted as he rushed topside.

"Where's Tyso—" I shout before the hairs on the back of my neck raise and every instinct in my body screams at me to move.

I hear them scream my name as the world seems to slow down around me and I raise my shield. The shields divine metal not budging against the powerful jaws that yank me violently into the air. The duffel bag I had on me falling onto the deck along with my backpack.

I immediately snap to a stop in midair as I look below. I must have instinctively summoned the water as a massive tendril was hold my leg, trying to bring me back down in a game of tug of war with Scylla. The pulls were equal, allowing me to look at the serpentine head of the vicious monster.

It greatly resembled a Drakons head but with many rows of fangs like a shark.

A loud explosion off to the side jars my senses as what I can only guess is the Birmingham has finally met her end. This brief shock loosened my hold on the water, allowing the head to pull me up above the clouds.

Without thinking I swing my sword at the eye of the serpent head, making it release me as soon as I make it to the mouth of a large cave, however the laws of physics don't pay me to kindly as I was still moving very quickly through the air causing me to slam into the roof of the entrance before landing with a groan on the dirt floor.

Warning signs go off like an alarm in my head, and Adamos floods my limbs with energy while healing whatever damage he could, allowing me to roll into a combat stance facing whatever just attacked me.

Just a glance was enough to send ice cold fear down my spine as my eyes let me see Scylla in all her monstrous terror even in the dark. Scylla was easily fifteen feet tall and filled up most of the dark and dank cave with her mass. From the waist up was a giant of a woman that could have once been considered beautiful but was warped into something disgusting. Her skin was a greenish grey with hair that looked like blackened seaweeds. Her mouth, like the dozen serpent heads that were attached to her was filled with rows of jagged teeth. Yellowed claws extended from her hands as I could still see bits of meat stuck to them.

Around her waist were the heads of rabid hounds, each one snarling and frothing at the mouth. Their fur matted down from what I could only assume was seawater and blood. Below them were dozens of identical serpent heads that snapped at the remains of one of the deck hands. They were pulling him apart easily.

"What are the odds that I can just jump into the ocean and escape?" I can't help but speak nervously as I subconsciously edge back towards the entrance.

"The odds of success are 12.25%." Adamos speaks, but my heel strikes a rock, causing it to skitter loudly across the ground. "…Never mind. Make that 0%."

All of Scylla's attention was on me.

Fuck.

A head snaps at me like lightning and I raise my shield and activate the Quen spell, taking the full brunt of the attack. Even with the shield's enchantments absorbing the kinetic force, I could feel the blow in my arms as I slide across the wet floor of the cave. I try to retaliate with a slash from Riptide, only to hit open air as the head pulls back.

Two more heads try their luck and I move to the side, putting one of the heads in front of the other. I was hoping that it would limit the attacks from the second head if its counterpart was in the way.

"Percy DODGE!" Adamos shouted as a third head tries to bite at my leg. I jumped and twisted in midair, dodging the sneak attack but putting my in a dangerous position in midair. With no way to maneuver, all I could do is grit my teeth as on of the heads uses its long serpentine neck like a bat too send my flying into a cave wall.

I hear glass shatter as I feel the air violently knocked out of my lungs, my shielding spell not being able to take the full brunt of the swing but enough to keep my ribs in one piece. I feel my instincts and I move out of the way, narrowly avoiding becoming monster chow as one of Scylla's heads buries itself into the stone wall.

I could hear the she beast laughing at me, the sound echoing through out the cave since this started. I feel my grip tighten on my sword and I pull on my powers over the earth. The sound of the laughing is replaced with agonized screams as a chunk of earth falls like a dull guillotine from the roof of the cave down on the neck of the serpent head. I breathe a bit heavily as I see it struggle to escape and bring up my sword to chop it off but another of the heads comes to its rescue, smashing through the stone holding it down.

After that, all I can say is that it became a game of frantic dodging as injuring one of her heads severely pissed the others off. Rather that just one or three heads I now had a dozen serpentine heads coming at me, pushing my agility and instincts to the limit as I try to keep track of all the lightning fast strikes coming at me.

"I can't keep this up." I think to myself as I move out the way of another head, earning a glancing blow that shatters my Quen rather than a massive hole in my side. I counter with Riptide, but like so many other times the blade only makes a shallow cut in the serpent's scales.

"The scales are too hard for Riptide to cut through without a full force blow."

A protective wall of summoned earth is shattered.

"And the heads are too fast to accurately hit."

A charged-up shield bash to one of the heads disorients it, but the others pick up the pace.

"If you can get deeper into the cave. There's a large water source that you might be able to use to your advantage."

Adamos explains as I duck behind a large stalagmite. The cover only lasts a second, and I lay on my stomach to avoid the massive bite taken out of the stone. I quickly stand and bring back my shield arm. With all the force that I can muster I throw the shield like a highspeed discus straight at Scylla's head.

The monster woman swings her clawed arm, intercepting the shield in midair. That however what she didn't notice was that the shield was glowing a faint silver and red. The divine metal charged with kinetic energy and fire.

As soon as they made contact all of the stored energy in a large flash that seared into Scylla's eyes, her sight so used to the darkness of the cave that it blinded her.

I didn't wait and took off into a sprint deeper into the cave as she roared in anguish. I put my hand out and activate the Sha'an spell connecting me to my shield. The shield changes direction in midair, heading straight for my open hand.

I almost break out into a smile at how well this went before my back explodes in pain as I was batted into the air at high speeds. Scylla apparently throwing caution to the wind and all the heads decided unanimously to lash out at everything.

My body hit the stone floor rolling, rocks cutting into my skin leaving large cuts that leak blood. My left arm was bent at an odd angle, so it was safe to assume that it was broken along with my ribs if the stabbing and burning pain is any indication.

Neither Riptide nor Echo was anywhere to be found as I forced myself onto shaky knees. I must have hit my head when I landed as my head felt a bit foggy.

"Move Percy!" I can hear Adamos order in my head as a wave of warmth spreads through my muscles. The pain was still there, mostly numbed by Adamos' healing and the massive surge of adrenaline that was coursing through my veins.

The sound of and enraged hiss reminds me that I'm still in mortal danger. I could feel a large pool of water just a few feet behind me, but I didn't dare take my eyes off the writhing mass of heads charging at me with murder in her eyes.

I weakly raise my arm as I had didn't know if I could move from this spot on my own.

Scylla lunges at me with speed that seemed wrong for her size, but the water was faster as a tendril of water drags me into the drink.

Warmth fill my body like a comforting embrace as I will the water to drag me deeper into its depths. I could feel from my position that this pool of water connects to the ocean below, most likely as another source of food when ships weren't available to feast on.

I feel another presence enter the water, and a feel a spike of panic. Scylla was much faster in the water than she was on land and my injuries weren't healing nearly fast enough. With my replenished energy I try to pull myself deeper to buy more time, but I severely underestimated Scylla's speed and determination.

I can't help but scream as I feel rows of serrated teeth dig into the flesh of my leg. The healing from Adamos and the water preventing me from dying from bloodless, but at the same time it was keeping me conscious for the entire experience.

Scylla dangles me in front of her like a fresh catch. She gives me a wicked smile as her mouth opens, her cheeks splinting as her jaw unhinges large enough to swallow my head. I could barely feel anything in my body other than pain at the moment. Even the energy from the water was no longer helping as my wounds and broken limbs just weren't healing fast enough for me to struggle against the grip.

But that was fine. Now I was right where I wanted. Close enough that I could kill this bitch!

"Concealment constructed. Releasing restrictions: Level 4."

Without restraint I rip the metal band off of my broken limb, causing it to release a pulse of energy that forces Scylla to cower away.

"REEEEKKKK!" The monstress screeched as the spear glowed like a star in the large water filled shaft, illuminating everything.

I swing the spear at the serpent that was biting into my leg. Its scales offering as much protection as wet paper as it was chopped off from the rest of the body and turned into golden dust. Scylla screeches in pain and tries to swim away, but I wouldn't let her.

The bright aura around the divine spear condenses at the point, drawing in so much energy that I can feel the water tremble around me. I focus on the water and will it to hold the sea monster in place as much as I could. The effort was quickly draining, and my gut felt like it was being ripped apart.

With a single thrust the energy is released like a massive streak of light that engulfs Scylla's entire form. I couldn't even hear her screams as the blast reverberated loudly through the water. I couldn't even tell how long it had went on before the light finally died down, leaving nothing but some scales, burnt hair and a severed serpent head.

"Ha! That's another victory for Percy Jackson! Monsheer Hunnneeee—" I slur, barely being able to voice my victory before passing out in the water from exhaustion and injuries. The spear returning to its wristband form.

OMAKE: Guilty secret

In the recesses of Percy's mental scape there lives a god. He was a being of great intelligence and skill. His talents were many and as such he was sought after for many reasons.

As of right now Percy was searching through the mindscape looking for said god.

Why? You may ask.

Because Halloween was soon, and he needed advice on a costume.

Percy was about to call out until he heard shouting down the beach.

Knowing that there was only one resident that could be making any noise Percy decides to follow it.

He had known the god long enough that he could expect many things.

This? This wasn't one of them.

"I AM THE GREAT SAIYAMAN!" Adamos shouted as he struck a crouched T pose before transitioning to a pose that looked like he was freestyle swimming while standing on one leg. "Protector of good! Savior of the innocent!"

Percy could feel intense embarrassment just from being in near him. It was as if his own pride and self-respect were slowly committing suicide from watching him pose in that ridiculous out fit with that bucket helmet on his head.

"No this isn't it." Adamos speaks aloud before snapping his fingers. His entire outfit is then replaced with some kind of weird mech suit. The entire torso resembling a face with what had to be the most ridiculous giant sunglasses on the pecks where the eyes are.

"BELIEVE IN THE ME THAT BELIEVES IN YOU! TOGETHER OUR DRILL SHALL PIERCE THE HEAVENS!" He screams to the sky.

"Yes, that's it. Maybe a few poses…"

It was at that moment that Percy decided he could just ask his mom for ideas. Adamos seemed…busy.

A/N: Hey everyone how's it going. I just hope that you all have a wonderful Halloween. I am personally trying to decide between Eggs benedict Cumberbatch or just my onesie. Ones a clever costume and the other is just comfortable.

So many decisions.

Anyways as you can see things are splitting off from canon at the moment. Who knows what will happen.

Well I do, but you don't.

Anyways Happy Halloween and leave a review. If you got any suggestions on how I can improve the story leave a review or PM me.

Stay sexy you incorrigible beasts.