A/N: So yeah, this has been on hiatus. This chapter doesn't essentially mean it's going off hiatus. I just reread this entire story and kind of hate myself for leaving it so incomplete, and I'm also just having severe writer's block for When Lines Divide Us and decided to be productive by writing a chapter for this story instead. A very short chapter, nonetheless.
There should be only a 3-5 more chapters in this story. Review if you'd please.
POVs: Percy
Disclaimer: Yeah… no
Chapter 25: A Plan
When I got back from IMing Annabeth, I woke up Jason and Nico. It was starting to get dark out already and I didn't want to be caught without a plan at night in a neighborhood full of vampires. As much as I wanted Nico to get some more sleep, I'd like to live to be older than seventeen.
"Guys. We need a plan."
Nico groggily rubbed his eyes. "Percy's right, get up, Jason."
Jason snored.
I hit him in the face with a spurt of water. It was quite effective in waking him up.
"Nessie's still in there. We need to get her out before her family knows she's missing and decides to kill us. Got any ideas?"
"Well, we're obviously gonna need a diversion," Jason yawned, sitting up on the log. "Something like, oh, I don't know, a big bronze dragon?"
"Leo'd kill us, Jace."
"Nah, you're right. Can't afford any puncture marks in his shiny armor. But what if he flew high enough that they couldn't get at him?"
"Now you're talking." I squeezed Nico's shoulder. "You got any ideas?"
"I could definitely use some magic to summon creatures from Hades, that ought to distract them for a while," Nico offered, still stretching from his nap.
"Ok, how are we gonna get into the palace?" Jason asked, stumped. "They'd kill us before we got near it."
An idea popped into my head, stemming from the dream I'd had while we flew over the Atlantic. "Maybe not. I've got an idea."
We were ready to go by dawn. And really, we had to do it then, because the sun would just be rising. I'd tried talking to Festus, but Nico had taken over instead, and it turns out he could understand the dragon's language — not well, but enough to get him to become a distraction for the Volturi.
We gathered all our weapons and took turns keeping watch so we could rest as much as possible and store as much energy as possible for the morning.
I had the group go over the plan one more time. I desperately wanted to IM Annabeth one last time, just because I knew the gravity of the situation we were heading into today, but there was no time for that.
All night, the prophecy echoed over and over in the back of my head like a buzzing in my ears.
You shall send three half-bloods, one not a spawn of the gods,
You shall find a new race of people, who exist against all odds,
You shall endure the conflicts between water and fire
But lose the one you greatly admire.
Well, the first two lines had been completed. The three half-bloods: Jason, Nessie and I. The new race of people who existed against all odds: vampires, or, more specifically, the Volturi.
Though I hated to think about it, something told me that those last two lines would be fulfilled today.
A/N: Indeed super short, but something great is coming soon…
Happy holidays!