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Damian ran over towards Tyson as he easily jumped out of the way from an incoming dodge ball that Damian swore was going 50 miles an hour. It easily buried itself in one of the gym walls which were beginning to catch on fire due to the giants thinking it would be fun to torch a school down.

'Why do I get the feeling Percy and I are going to get blamed for this?' Damian thought as he continued forward.

The Laistrygonian giants that were attacking Tyson spotted Damian coming towards them and the bigger of the two sent the smaller one to go and deal with him.

It picked up another dodge ball, threw its arm back and threw the dodge ball towards Damian as hard as it could throw it.

However, this time, instead of dodging Damian eyed the dodge ball as it got closer before he jumped forward, doing a dive towards the ground but as he came down he put his arms forward, caught the dodge ball in his arms and put it close to his chest.

When he rolled on the ground, he reared his arm back with the dodgeball in hand and smirked at the surprised giant.

"I believe this is yours." He said as he added some of his demonic/godly strength into the throw as he threw the dodgeball.

The dodgeball struck the giant right in the face, stunning it completely before Damian appeared just beneath it. He unsheathed Judgement and slashed right through the legs of the giant.

The giant roared in pain as it's legs dissolved into dust and it fell to the ground in agony which alerted the other Laistrygonian giant, that was still fighting Tyson, to look over and appeared angry when Damian brought his sword down through the giant's head destroying it completely.

"NOOO! BROTHER!" The other Laistrygonian shouted, but in doing so he took his eye of Tyson who delivered a hay-maker of a right hook to his chin that knocked him to the ground.

"Nice Tyson." Damian muttered, getting a cheery smile from Tyson.

As the giant attempted to get up, Damian summoned his bow and quiver of unlimited arrows and fired an arrow right into the heart of the Laistrygonian.

The giant looked like it squirmed a little when the arrow hit and it tried to move around and get the arrow out but the arrow had dug into its heart. A moment later, it dissolved in dust just like the other.

With the battle ending, Damian turned to see how Annabeth and Percy were doing and sighed in relief when he saw Annabeth's dagger had just gone through the giant's neck and dissolved into dust just as she took it out. No doubt she had taken it by surprise thanks to her hat's powers of invisibility.

Damian noticed Percy looked relieved and happy to see Annabeth, making him smirk as he knew Percy had a crush on the daughter of Athena. It's a bit ironic considering who their parents are and the rivalry between Athena and Poseidon. Speaking of the Goddess of Wisdom, Damian doubted his aunt would approve of this relationship.

Though Damian may need to give Percy the 'big brother' talk. No way in hell and Hades was he going to see his little sister's heart get broken.

'Great, guess my Mom's side is coming out again.' Damian thought with a roll of his eyes, knowing he inherited his mother's protectiveness for maidens and slight dislike for annoying and idiot guys. He shook his head before walking over to them, Tyson following behind.

"Annabeth…" Percy stammered. "How did you … how long have you…"

"Pretty much all morning. " She sheathed her bronze knife. "I've been trying to find a good time to talk to you and Damian, but you were never alone. Then Damian decides to sneak up on me."

Damian smirked at her as she gave him a playful glare.

"The shadow I saw this morning—that was—" Percy's face felt hot. "Oh my gods, you were looking in my bedroom window?"

"Wait what?" Damian blinked as he looked between them, his eyes narrowing. "Is there something I should be aware about?"

"There's no time to explain!" she snapped, though she looked a little red-faced herself. "I just didn't want to—"

"There!" a woman screamed. The doors burst open and the adults came pouring in.

"Oh for the love of Hades." Damian muttered. "here we go again. We better get out of here."

Annabeth nodded and they ran, Percy bringing Tyson along with them. As they ran, Damian could hear Sloan shouting to the teachers "PERCY AND DAMIAN DID IT!"

'Yep, this was indeed going to be blamed on us.' Damian thought with a roll of his eyes before he saw a dodgeball and kicked it hard, sending it flying right into Sloan's crotch and Damian heard a girly shriek from him, making him snicker as he ran after his friends.

Outside the school, Damian caught up with Percy, Annabeth and Tyson in an alleyway by the side of the school. The son of Artemis heard the sirens of various fire engines, no doubt heading towards the blazing gym. Damian then saw that Percy and Annabeth were arguing.

"Oh great, not even five minutes and already they want to rip each other's heads off." Damian muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. His hearing picked up what they were saying.

"He's my friend," Percy told her.

"Is he homeless?"

"What does that have to do with anything? He can hear you, you know. Why don't you ask him?"

She looked surprised. "He can talk?"

"I talk," Tyson admitted. "You are pretty. "

"Ah! Gross!" Annabeth stepped away from him.

"Alright, enough." Damian said, stepping in finally, knowing things will only get worse if he hadn't. "Bethy, he's not like the rest of his kind. Not all of them are monsters that seek everyone's death. I mean, look at the ones in Poseidon's kingdom from what I've read. Plus, answer me this, if he was a monster, wouldn't he have already attacked you by now? Don't judge just because of what he is. That's basically racism and not a thing I'm fond of with this day and age."

"What are you two talking about?" Percy asked, looking confused and feeling like he missed something. "And what were those things back in the gym?"

"I believe those were the Laistrygonians giants." Damian said. "They're a race of giant cannibals who live in the far north. Odysseus encountered them in the stories."

"Laistry—I can't even say that. What would you call them in English?" Percy asked.

Annabeth thought about it for a moment. "Canadians," she decided. "Now come on, we have to get out of here."

"The police'll be after me and Damian." Percy told her.

"That's the least of our problems." Annabeth said. "Have you been having the dreams?"

"The dreams … about Grover?"

Her face turned pale. "Grover? No, what about Grover?"

So Percy told her what he told Damian. Grover running for his life, wearing a wedding dress and then getting picked up and taken away by the giant unknown creature.

Annabeth breathed in easily though they all knew that expression on her face. That right now hundred of ideas and possibilities were racing around her mind trying to solve their little mystery.

"Why, what were you dreaming about?" Percy asked.

Annabeth looked skeptical to tell him but she relented. "The camp. Big trouble at camp."

"I know," he said making her look straight at him. "Damian filled me in earlier and his conversation Chiron."

Annabeth whipped her head around, about to ask why he told Percy when Damian beat her to it. "He deserves to know as much as we do."

Annabeth wanted to debate to that but knew it would be no good. An argument with Damian could easily go on forever and that was time they simply did not have.

She sighed then spoke to them both. "I had arrived at camp this morning but as soon as I got there Chiron sent me here. But I knew as soon as I saw the tree that it had to be poisoned. I asked Chiron about it and he quickly explained it to me before I came here. It must have been around that time that he contacted you." She said, looking at Damian for the last part. She looked at Percy. "Have you had a lot of attacks?"

Percy shook his head. "None all year … until today. "

"None? But how …" Her eyes drifted to Tyson. "Oh. "

"What do you mean, 'oh'?"

Tyson raised his hand like he was still in class. "Canadians in the gym called Percy something … Son of the Sea God?"

Damian, Annabeth and Percy exchanged looks.

"Big guy," Percy said, "you ever hear those old stories about the Greek gods? Like Zeus, Poseidon, Athena—"

"Yes," Tyson said.

"Well … those gods are still alive. They kind of follow Western Civilization around, living in the strongest countries , so like now they're in the U. S. And sometimes they have kids with mortals. Kids called half-bloods. "

"Yes," Tyson said, like he was still waiting for me to get to the point.

"Uh, well, Damian, Annabeth and I are half-bloods," Percy said. "We're like … heroes-in-training. And whenever monsters pick up our scent, they attack us. That's what those giants were in the gym. Monsters. "

"Yes. "

They stared at him. He didn't seem surprised or confused by what Percy was telling him, which surprised and confused the son of the Sea. "So… you believe me?"

Tyson nodded. "But you are… Son of the Sea God?"

"Yeah," Percy admitted. "My dad is Poseidon. "

Tyson frowned. Now he looked confused. "But then …"

A siren wailed. A police car raced past the alley.

"We don't have time for this," Annabeth said. "We'll talk in the taxi." Annabeth pulled out a gold coin that Percy and Damian recognized as drachma. It had Zeus's likeness stamped on one side and the Empire State Building on the other.

"Wait, we can get a taxi to camp?" Damian raised an eyebrow.

"Stêthi," she shouted in Ancient Greek. "Ô hárma diabolês!"

"Stop, Chariot of Damnation!" Damian muttered speaking the English of what Annabeth had just said. He learned the Greek language in his free time, and he even learned Latin. hey, it may be a dead language, but there are some demonic rituals where Latin is used for demon talk. It's weird, but it works.

Annabeth then cocked her wrist back and the boys watched as she threw it to the road in front of her. When it hit the ground, it made no noise and simply disappeared into the road as soon as it hit. As if the road just swallowed it up whole.

"Don't see that everyday." Percy muttered

Then, just where the coin had fallen, they all saw the asphalt darken. It melted into a rectangular pool about the size of a parking space—bubbling red liquid like blood. Then a car erupted from the ooze.

However they all saw it was not the normal yellow. Colour must instead It was a smoky gray. As they looked at it, Damian thought it looked as if a bunch of smoke just melded together and formed a shape. He tilted his head a little and squinted his eyes to see something like GYAR SSIRES written on the side. But Damian soon focused and saw it actually said GRAY SISTERS.

The passenger window rolled down, and an old woman stuck her head out. She had a mop of grizzled hair covering her eyes, and she spoke in a weird mumbling way, like she'd just had a shot of Novocain. "Passage? Passage?"

"Four to Camp Half-Blood," Annabeth said. She opened the cab's back door and waved at the boys to get in.

"Ach!" the old woman screeched. "We don't take his kind!"

She pointed a bony finger at Tyson.

"Yeah, well you do now." Damian said with a glare.

"Extra pay," Annabeth promised. "Three more drachma on arrival. "

"Done!" the woman screamed.

They got into the cab and they all strapped themselves in.

When Damian looked at the front seat and towards the sisters, he saw they were passing around a single eyeball which was promptly thrown into the eye of the sister that was behind the wheel.

"Here we go." The sister said before she floored the accelerator, and everyone's heads ended up slamming against the backrest. A pre-recorded voice came on over the speaker: Hi, this is Ganymede, cup-bearer to Zeus, and when I'm out buying wine for the Lord of the Skies, I always buckle up!

The taxi shot forward causing everyone in the taxi to hold on to the closest thing to them so they could actually stay in their seats since the car buckles were not doing their job very well.

Annabeth was holding on to dear life by grabbing hold of Damian who was clutching his seat tightly to stop himself from being thrown all over. Percy was holding on to the side with one arm on the handle and the other around Tyson. Tyson had both hands holding him steady though they could all see the queasy look on his face.

His normal red face was beginning to spot an ugly green colour that usually meant someone was about to empty the contents of their stomachs.

"Hold on Tyson, it won't take long," Percy said though he was hoping it was the truth and doing all he could to hold on.

"Wasp!" the third lady said to the driver. "Give me the girl's coin! I want to bite it. "

"You bit it last time, Anger!" said the driver, whose name must've been Wasp. "It's my turn!"

"Is not!" yelled the one called Anger.

The middle one, Tempest, screamed, "Red light!"

"Brake!" yelled Anger.

Instead, Wasp floored the accelerator and rode up on the curb, screeching around another corner, and knocking over a newspaper box.

"Excuse me," Percy said. "But … can you see?"

"No!" screamed Wasp from behind the wheel.

"No!" screamed Tempest from the middle.

"Of course!" screamed Anger by the shotgun window.

Percy looked at Annabeth. "They're blind?"

"Not completely," Annabeth said. "They have an eye. "

"One eye?"

"Yeah. "

"Each?"

"No. One eye total."

Percy gave her a why-did-you-do-this-to-me look.

"Hey," she said, "Gray Sisters Taxi is the fastest way to camp. "

"Then why didn't you take it from Virginia?"

"That's outside their service area," she said, like that should be obvious. "They only serve Greater New York and surrounding communities. "

"We've had famous people in this cab!" Anger exclaimed. "Jason! You remember him?"

"Don't remind me!" Wasp wailed. "And we didn't have a cab back then, you old bat. That was three thousand years ago!"

"Give me the tooth!" Anger tried to grab at Wasp's mouth, but Wasp swatted her hand away.

"Only if Tempest gives me the eye!"

"No!" Tempest screeched. "You had it yesterday!"

"But I'm driving, you old hag!"

"Excuses! Turn! That was your turn!"

Wasp swerved hard onto Delancey Street, squishing Percy between Tyson and the door. She punched the gas and we shot up the Williamsburg Bridge at seventy miles an hour.

"This... is SO worse than New York cabs." Damian muttered with annoyance. New York cab drivers were tamer than this.

Finally Anger, who had the advantage of sight, managed to yank the tooth out of her sister Wasp's mouth. This made Wasp so mad she swerved toward the edge of the Williamsburg Bridge, yelling, "'Ivit back! 'Ivit back!"

Tyson groaned and clutched his stomach.

"Uh, if anybody's interested," Percy said, "we're going to die!"

"Death by reckless taxi driving, so typical in New York." Damian said.

"Don't worry," Annabeth told them, sounding pretty worried. "The Gray Sisters know what they're doing. They're really very wise."

"They sound like a bunch of squabbling teenagers doing their makeup." Damian retorted.

They were skimming along the edge of a bridge a hundred and thirty feet above the East River.

"Yes, wise!" Anger grinned in the rearview mirror, showing off her newly acquired tooth. "We know things!"

"Every street in Manhattan!" Wasp bragged, still hitting her sister. "The capital of Nepal!"

"The location you seek!" Tempest added.

Immediately her sisters pummeled her from either side, screaming, "Be quiet! Be quiet! He didn't even ask yet!"

"What?" Percy said, looking at Damian who just shrugged in confusion himself. "What location? I'm not seeking any—"

"Nothing!" Tempest said. "You're right, boy. It's nothing!"

"Tell me. "

"No!" they all screamed.

"The last time we told, it was horrible!" Tempest said.

"Eye tossed in a lake!" Anger agreed.

"Years to find it again!" Wasp moaned. "And speaking of that—give it back!"

"No!" yelled Anger.

"Eye!" Wasp yelled. "Gimme!"

She whacked her sister Anger on the back. There was a sickening pop and something flew out of Anger's face. Anger fumbled for it, trying to catch it, but she only managed to bat it with the back of her hand. The slimy green orb sailed over her shoulder, into the backseat, and straight into Percy's lap.

Percy jumped so hard, his head hit the ceiling and the eyeball rolled away.

"I can't see!" all three sisters yelled.

"Give me the eye!" Wasp wailed.

"Give her the eye!" Annabeth screamed.

"I don't have it!" Percy said.

"There, by your foot," Annabeth said. "Don't step on it! Get it!"

"I'm not picking that up!"

The taxi slammed against the guardrail and skidded along with a horrible grinding noise. The whole car shuddered, billowing gray smoke as if it were about to dissolve from the strain.

"Oh for God's sake!" Damian rolled his eyes and picked up the eye, rolled down the window and held the hand holding the eye out, threatening to drop it. "If you want the eye, tell Percy what you meant by 'location you seek.'"

"No! We need our eye to see where we are going!" The sister driving said. When she did, the driving became a lot more erratic and could barely stay on the road for a few seconds before it veered off into another direction. Plus they were beginning to gain speed.

"Not until you explain." Percy told her. "What were you talking about, the location I seek?"

"No!" the Gray Sisters wailed. "Too dangerous!"

Damian didn't believe them and let go of the eye, causing the sisters to scream but Damian's quick reflexes caught the eye and he gave them a pointed look.

"Next time, I'll just let it fall and hit the road." Damian said. "You'd be wise not to test my patience."

They all bit their lips before they eventually gave in. Though they did not look happy that Damian had somehow bested them.

"Fine, have it your way then. 30, 31, 75, 12!"

"What do you mean?" Annabeth said. "That makes no sense!"

"30, 31, 75, 12!" they repeated and wailed. "That's all we can tell you. Now give us the eye! We are almost to the camp!"

The demigods all looked out of the window and were surprised to see that they were right. They were currently zipping through the countryside of northern Long Island. They could see Half-Blood Hill ahead of them, with its giant pine tree on the top of it.

"Damian, give them the eye now," Annabeth said which Damian did. He handed it back to one of the sisters who placed it looking in the direction in front of them.

"Woah." The driver suddenly said before the taxi came to a screeching halt. Percy wondered why they suddenly stopped before suddenly Damian had bolted out of the taxi and ran toward the hill top.

"What's happening?" he asked as Annabeth was now out the car as well and running towards the hill too.

Not fully understanding Percy and Tyson got out the car before they noticed smoke coming from the hill.

Understanding now that the camp must be currently under attack, he got out Riptide and with Tyson behind him ran towards the camp. Damian rolled his shoulder and neck as he unsheathed Judgement.

"Let's rock!"

And that's it for this chapter everyone.