Percy looked the guy he just knocked down in the eye, waiting for his response.
"No," he replied, pushing the broadsword away, "not at all. Not unless the dragon in question is a threat to Olympus," the guy stood up, "otherwise, I just do what the gods tell me."
"Then what about-" Percy began to ask, pointing the blade at the dead dragon beside them.
"It attacked us," he interrupted, "I was just defending them and myself."
The guy pulled an arrow out of his side. It was silver. Percy knew it wasn't the one Light shot, because that one was wedged firmly in the dragons thigh. He wondered where it came from.
Could the person who shot Khel down have shot that? Percy thought.
"We got off on the wrong foot there," the guy said, limping down Half-blood Hill towards the camp, "after I rest up, we'll try this again."
Percy's head cleared a bit and he lightened up, but he still glared at the guy. He managed to make it half way down before collapsing.
"Aw crap," Percy said under his breath, his anger towards the guy disappearing entirely as he ran down to him.
Percy ripped the guys shirt open to get a better look at his wound, only to see that his upper body was almost entirely fresh or scabbed over wounds.
"This guy shouldn't be walking around with wounds like this," Percy signalled to one of the Apollo kids, "get this guy to the infirmary. He desperately needs help."
"You aren't kidding," the kid said at the sight of the guys chest, "hey guys, help me move this guy."
Some other campers came and helped the kid lift the guy off the ground. As they walked off, Percy picked the silver arrow up and walked over to Artemis.
"What do you think?" Percy asked showing her the arrow.
"This is different from the Khel incident in case you're wondering," Artemis replied, "I made sure the culprit left the premises weeks ago. This is someone else. Perhaps one of the newcomers enemies."
"I don't like it," Percy admitted, "this is the second time we've seen a silver arrow this summer. It can't be a coincidence."
"Sometimes you just have to accept when something is a coincidence," she told him.
"No. This can't be a coincidence. It can't," he noticed the guilty expression on Artemis' face, "what do you know about this?"
"The first time was Zoe," she admitted, "she was trying to deal with the angel, but hit Khel instead. Right now, she is on Olympus, waiting for the Gala. This time it was someone else. The only question is who?"
Percy looked at the arrow, enraged that it was Zoe who shot a then pregnant Khel. Even if it was an accident, she still did it. He threw the arrow down and made his way back to the Poseidon cabin. He needed to sleep this incident off.
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Percy was awakened by something shaking on his side. He opened his eyes and looked at the egg between his arm and his ribcage. It was shaking violently. He sat up and crossed his legs, placing the egg in his lap. He leaned over and saw Khel curled up on the floor next to his bed. He shook her to try and wake her but she just smacked his hand aside with her tail shifted. Percy sighed and looked at the egg. It began to crack. Percy's heart thumped as more cracks appeared. As each crack grew, his heart thumped harder. He was excited to see his second biological daughter be born, but he was also afraid of what she might do when she hatched. Percy jumped when a blue tail burst out of the shell and smacked loose pieces off. He could hear a soft purring coming through the opening as the tail wagged. The sides of the egg bulged and bulged until wings broke through. A tiny roar that sounded more like loud purring sounded as a tapping came from within the egg, most likely the child trying to pound her way out. It worked, as her clawed fingers burst out and she grabbed the first thing she felt, which was Percy's pyjama bottoms. Percy nearly choked up at the sight of her tiny hands. He already knew that most of her size was in her wings and tail, but was still surprised when the egg blew apart and showed the tiny little girl dangling between his legs, flapping her wings furiously to try not to fall. If her wings and tail didn't show what she was, someone might have thought that she was a fairy, or perhaps Thumbelina, if Thumbelina had messy black hair with a purple streak where Percy's white streak was. She looked up at Percy and he noticed that her right eye was green like his while her left was red like Khel's. She let out a loud, purr like roar and tried to kick her way up. He put his hand under her and lifted her up. She sat in his palm, her tail dangling between his middle and ring fingers. He brushed his thumb across her cheek and she nipped at it, showing that she already had fully developed fangs. He rubbed the back of her head and felt little nubs behind her ears, perhaps little horns starting to develop. Percy smiled and lowered his hand, and his daughter, by Khel's face. The child swiped at her mothers pointed ear, watching it bounce back to normal. After a while, Khel finally woke up, yawning and rubbing her eyes. She looked up at Percy, then at his hand. She stared at the tiny being in his hand for a bit before realizing who it was. She gasped and picked her up out of Percy's hand.
"My baby girl finally hatched," she whispered as loudly as she could, "I'm so happy!"
"so what are we gonna name her?" Percy asked.
"Oh," she looked at Percy, "Uh..." she thought for a couple minutes before getting a panicked look on her face, "Oh no! What are we going to name her?"
What are they going to name her? I didn't receive any satisfying suggestions for the hatchling's name, so I need more. The Gala should be coming in the next couple of chapters.