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Son of the moon 46

Chapter 46

-Nico-

With eyes as Hard as Stone, the son of Hades examined the war table map of the Camp. It had been almost two weeks since Percy had blown up Mount St. Helens and the fallout was still being felt. The explosion had been something that was necessary, Telekhines using the forges of the gods at best meant more weapons for the enemy, at worst meant new symbols of power for their gods and Titans. With the warning they had sent Hephaestus the forge god had managed to minimize the damage to the surrounding area and prevent any casualties but people were still being evacuated. The worst part though was what Percy had stirred.

Typhon, the storm giant and father of all monsters had been trapped deep under the magma, slumbering away for what was meant to be an eternity. The raw power that destroyed the mountain caused a ripple of energy that stirred the ancient being. It wasn't awake yet but it wouldn't stay asleep for longer than a year and they weren't the only ones to realize this. Monsters all over the world were becoming bolder, excited at the prospect of their father being released.

"I want archers at these points." He moved a piece on the board map to some of the perimeter locations that weren't covered by the watch towers built by the Hephaestus cabin "All with horns to signal us if there's anything approaching the boundary. I don't want to push the limits of the Great Barrier."

"Got it." The representative from Apollo nodded before taking off to relay his orders as he sighed. It had only been two weeks since Hephaestus flashed them back to camp but already he was exhausted from having taken over for Percy in the war efforts.

"How does he do this every day?" he asked the girls as they sat with him, going over reports from the searchers and border patrols along with developing strategies.

"He's made of sterner stuff than we are." Clarisse admitted grudgingly, "Life knocks him down and he gets up, spits out the gravel, and asks if that was the best it could do."

"I miss him." Bianca spoke up weakly from his side as he sighed sadly and wrapped his arm around her. Ever since they got back she would switch between an almost frightening degree of focus as she trained herself to exhaustion and moments when she was overcome by it all and barely responded to anyone.

"Percy's too damn stubborn to die." He spoke up seriously "And Dad would have told us if he was down in the underworld now. That means one of three things. One is that Percy was knocked out by whatever he did resulting in the mortals finding him and taking him to a hospital. If that's what happened he should wake up soon and come back to us. The second is that he landed in some forgotten magical location and once he recovers enough he'll come back." He trailed off, building himself up to state the third but he didn't need to.

"The third is that he was captured by the enemy." Amanda answered for him, her fist clenching "And if that's what happened then as soon as the searchers get back with that mortal Percy met we're going into that pit and we'll carve a path to the heart of their forces to get him back, even if it takes every demigod we have." Before returning them, Hephaestus had gone through on his end of the deal and explained what, or more specifically who, they needed to Find Daedalus. Something Bianca was far from happy about.

"Sir!" one of the young sons of Hermes ran in with a letter "A Report from the hunt!" nodding he took the letter and dismissed the younger demigod. After the explosion and the effect it had on Monsters the gods had begun to prepare a defense against Typhon for when the storm giant got loose while the hunt went out to kill any and every monster they could, both to try and keep the agitated monster population under control and to get spoils to sacrifice to the gods to help their power for the upcoming war.

"They've killed a few hundred more monsters but there's no sign of Percy." He sighed, dropping the letter with the one he'd gotten from their Roman allies earlier who Zeus, or Jupiter in this case, had ordered to do much the same as the Hunt along with keeping an eye out for Percy. Hearing footsteps Nico looked up, expecting it to be Beckendorf with a report on how the traps were coming around the entrance to the Labyrinth but instead it was one of the border patrol.

"Sir!" the demigod saluted, "The searchers have returned with the clear sighted mortal and will be here soon. Your orders?"

"Get some equipment ready for her." He ordered as he stood up "Have a variety for her to choose from so she can at least have some protection when we take her with us. After that, get me the reports on the Trireme construction from the Athena and Hephaestus cabins." The demigod nodded and ran off to carry out the orders.

As soon the younger demigod was gone he slumped over, finding Percy's task, one he had to fill in till they found him, to be an exhausting one. "How does he do it?" he asked aloud, his voice carrying how exhausted he was for all to hear.

"Percy would be proud of you little brother." Bianca spoke up softly as she hugged him from behind "When we get him back he'll tell you that himself."

"Thanks Bi." He said softly as he turned around to hug her back before the group went to the camp entrance where Chiron was giving permission for a red haired mortal to enter camp. The girl turned her gaze towards their group and looked intently for something, or more specifically someone if what Bianca had told about her was true, and frowned when she didn't see who she was looking for.

"Where's Percy?" she asked when they approached, "I was told he needed my help." Taking in a deep breath he stepped forward "He does." Nico nodded "He'll either be here soon and we're going to need your help to save our home or we're going to need your help to find him and get him back."

-Thalia-

"What do you mean you still can't find him!" she hissed to one of the lower ranked Empousai who was part of the group tasked with finding Percy before Camp Half-Blood did. The loss of Mount St. Helens, while unfortunate in that it delayed the development of Kronos' scythe, had yielded so many more benefits for them it could hardly be called a set-back. Typhon stirring from his supposedly eternal slumber, the monsters of the world growing agitated and losing the fear they had of attacking the Greeks, a show of how much raw power her Percy had, and the fact that he was separated from the camp.

"You had one task to do." She paced, not even bothering to look back at the gasping monster that was held up in the air, her throat stuck in the iron like grip of Pollux "One simple thing. Find…Perseus…Jackson." She spoke slowly, as if speaking to a child "Find him before the Greeks or Romans could. Instead of the success I expected to hear you bring me news of failure?" the weak monster thrashed in Pollux's grip "We need to find him before the Olympians can!" she roared, lightning arcing up and down her arms before she forced herself to calm. Percy was always able to stay calm and collected in bad situations, so she would as well.

"I would recommend you find our master soon." Miranda spoke up coldly "Failure will be seen as unacceptable." The monster nodded frantically before Pollux dropped her and she scrambled away to redouble the search.

"Useless." Thalia hissed as the monster retreated "We have a golden opportunity, a chance to get Perseus here with us so he can finally see reason and they keep ruining it!"

"We should have done the search ourselves." Pollux spoke up, the son of Dionysus cracking his neck as he stepped forward, having grown frighteningly strong since the defection due to his training.

"Even still, we have our tasks." Miranda's voice was soft, unassuming, and while Pollux was stronger the daughter of Demeter was sneakier and craftier. "Are you prepared for your part in the war Thalia? Your role is crucial to our success in the war."

"I know!" she snapped, before sighing and forcing herself to calm. They were her only real allies in this army, she couldn't afford to push them away "It's just not something I like thinking about."

"Remember who we do this for." Pollux spoke up, "That will give you the strength you need to get through the process." Nodding at that she went to the war council room, she had another meeting to sit through.

-Percy-

Shouldering his rucksack, he turned to look at Calypso who was rubbing her hands together sadly, "So…you're leaving." It was a statement, not a question and the 'like all the others' was left unsaid.

"I have to Calypso." He put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze "They need me if they want to survive the war." Before he had joined camp half-blood, he would have thought the notion of a war hinging on his presence absurd but that was what had happened. The Greeks had accepted him as their leader and while others could fill in the role with him gone it would still take time to adjust, time they didn't have.

"But I promise, I'll have Grandpa consider letting you out early." He swore to her as she looked up at him "A parole maybe? Acting as a healer during the war. Either way, I'll make sure they know you helped save me and that will work in your favor." In response, she threw her arms around him and squeezed him tight. He returned the hug but was careful to make sure she didn't try to make it more like she had before. After coming in from talking to Zoe's constellation she had tried to kiss him before he stopped her and told her about Bianca. She was sad but he could tell she wasn't going to try and interfere in his relationship, something he was grateful for.

"The raft will take you wherever you need to go." Calypso said sadly as he got onto the small raft, the soft linen clothes she had given him billowing in the breeze while his rucksack carried what he had brought with him as well as several healing plants that were native to Ogygia and were a gift for the camp.

"Thank you, Calypso!" he called out as the vessel immediately began to pull away from the shore "I'll keep my promise!"

"I know you will!" he heard her yell back faintly before the fog consumed her and the island and he was carried through sea and magic, back to his home.