Chapter VIII: In Which Togas are Breezy
"So, you can actually drive." Bobby quipped after they left San Francisco.
Gwen rubbed her temples, this is going to be a long ride.
"Do you want to try to drive on this highway?" Percy responded, a small hint of irritation in his tone. "I kind of don't want to fight while on a nine hour drive, if your battle crazed mind can understand that."
Bobby opened then closed his mouth, unable to come up with a response. I really do hope he dies.
"Are you a bit irritated, Percy?" Todd said as he poked him. Gwen had volunteered to be in the back with Bobby, to save Todd from a painful, early death.
"No, I'm cool. I'm cool as a Hyperborean Giant in the middle of a blizzard. Where would you get something as ridiculous as that, Todd?" Percy sarcastically answered.
"You're tired, aren't you?"
Percy yawned. "Very, very tired. When we get to Vegas, I'm crashing as soon as possible."
"Can you stay awake for nine plus hours?"
Percy glanced sideways at Todd. "Yes."
Todd turned his head to the back of the van. "Gwen, how long?"
"I give him two hours. Two and a half tops."
"Wanna bet on that?"
"Two Aurei."
Todd shook Gwen's hand. "Deal."
Percy rolled his eyes and tried to concentrate on the road. He felt weirdly exhausted. Like he knew he was very tired but he could ignore it for the time being.
"Why are we going to Las Vegas again?" he asked.
"We need information about these ancient monsters that Lupa talked about. Las Vegas is the place for it." Bobby replied.
"Why?" Gwen asked.
"There's someone the Mars Centuria know that has the connections and the information we need. His name is Caligula."
"Like the insane Roman Emperor?" Percy decided to put his two cents in before they started to talk about stuff he didn't know.
Bobby gave Percy an annoyed look. "Yes, but he wouldn't like it if you compared him to that guy. He wasn't really insane, just cursed."
"Is there a difference?" Percy wanted to know, since for some reason the word 'curse' wouldn't get out of his head.
"Sometimes. I think Caligula insulted Neptune or something like that and that's why he put a horse as one of his advisors before he was killed."
"Oh."
"I wonder why his parents named him that." Todd mused.
"Why think that, Todd?" Percy asked, rubbing the tired out of his eyes.
Gwen answered before Todd could open his mouth again. "Since the Roman gods are real and all of that stuff, the names of the people they involve themselves with are 'cursed' in a way. Whoever is named after them will usually have the same fate as the original owner of the name."
"The thing is, most mortals don't know about the whole cursed name thing, which is bad for us demigods." Todd finished, sucking on a red lollipop he mysteriously pulled out of his pocket. "Since most Roman heroes don't exactly have a 'happily ever after.' ending."
Bobby finally joined in the conversation. "Except for Perseus, Son of Jupiter and a few less known others."
Todd clapped Percy's shoulder. "Lucky you. Being named after that guy, he gets on the good side of most of the gods and gets the girl as well."
Bobby snorted, "It probably won't work as well since Percy is the son of Neptune and not Jupiter."
"Better than being betrayed, cursed or killed, isn't it?" Todd responded cheerily.
I surely hope so, Percy thought as he watched the roads.
"Percy, I'm hungry!" Todd complained around one.
"Well, Todd. What do you want me to do about it? Snap my fingers and make a cheeseburger appear out of nowhere?" Percy sarcastically replied.
"That would be nice."
"I'm not a god, Todd. But say this, the van's getting low on gas, and I'm pretty sure that whenever there is a gas station, there is food."
"So we're stopping, right?"
"No Todd, we're just going to keep driving until the van stops in the middle of nowhere."
"You're really sarcastic when you're tired, you know that, right?" Todd muttered.
Fifteen minutes later, Percy pulled into a gas station. He yawned as everyone else got out of the van.
"Why am I so tired…?" He mumbled. Even breathing exhausted him. He had to stay awake, at least till Vegas.
I remember Achilles. Whenever the lad wasn't fighting, he was sleeping. He must've taken twenty naps a day. You, Percy, need your rest.
The voice sounded familiar and brought a feeling of being safe.
Percy knew he couldn't sleep yet, for one thing, Bobby won't let him.
He made himself get out of the van and join the others, after he filled the van's tank.
"About time you joined us," Gwen said once Percy joined them.
Percy stuck his tongue at her and sat down beside Todd. "I see that Todd has influenced you in the confined space of that van."
"Sure, pick on the guy whose father can control death. What a smart idea." Bobby roller his eyes and took a bite out of his sandwich.
"It's not like he'll ever care for you, Todd. You just visited him once and that was it." Bobby stated.
Percy looked at Todd, tilting his head slightly. "You visited your father?"
Todd didn't seem too happy that the subject had stayed in the conversation. He nodded once. "When I was ten, he let me visit his palace. A very dark and gloomy place to be, especially the fields of Asphodel and don't get me started on the Fields of Punishments."
Those names gave Percy a bad feeling. "Why did he let you visit?"
"I dunno. He wouldn't tell me. Got something cool out of it."
"Todd, don't speak of that gift in that way. Be respectful that you actually met your parent." Gwen reprimanded.
"Sorry, Gwen." Todd didn't look that sorry at all.
Gwen didn't understand why Todd treated all of this so casually. A visit from their godly parent and a gift, most campers would kill for that.
"So…what did you get, Todd?" Percy slowly spoke, wary of Gwen.
"You know Pluto's Helm of Darkness?"
Before Percy could answer, Bobby interrupted him. "I think we should be going now," Bobby's tone was terse.
Todd gave a glance at Bobby, eyebrows raised. Something passed between the two and Todd nodded. "Yeah, we can talk about this later. We should get going."
I can never keep up with these guys. Percy thought as he followed Gwen back to the van. He didn't notice that Gwen had stopped and almost ran into her.
Gwen grabbed his shoulders and shushed him. She murmured, "Three of them, just our luck."
Percy turned his head and looked at the van.
On top of it were three amber scorpions. The stingers were as long as Bobby's gladius, which he had pulled out.
"If we had more campers, we probably could take them on." Bobby muttered, keeping quiet. He hated bugs almost as much as Kim did. These were like scorpions on steroids. They were about the same size as the van and including the tail, there were pretty tall. Even thinking about them gave Bobby the creeps.
"What do we do?" Todd asked, holding his Stygian sword.
One of the scorpions was on top of the van, acting like the leader.
"Percy, is the van on?" Bobby was tense, his grip on Acris making his knuckles white.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Well, we wouldn't want the van or the gas station to explode, would we?" Bobby clenched his teeth.
"Whatever, we'll distract them and you go turn on the van. Drive it out of their range."
"And then what?"
"I don't know yet. Squish them, obviously."
Percy nodded and pulled out Tempestas. He kept low and slowly moved toward the back of the van. These huge insects felt familiar to him. Something was nagging at the back of his mind. Something major happened with them, and the girl. Why was that girl everywhere?
The scorpions didn't notice him. They were too busy going after Gwen and Todd.
Percy hadn't seen Todd actually fight, whenever there was a fight, Todd simply disappeared.
He was so close the van; his fingers could feel the air cool.
Something alerted the leader that Percy was right behind them. Since the next thing he knew, there was a stinger in his stomach. Percy felt the force behind the attack. It didn't hurt; it just picked him up and threw him to the front.
He forced himself up and put a hand on his stomach. His shirt was just ripped. Jeez, I'm going through shirts like they're nothing.
Percy felt weird. Not because he had a mouthful of dirt or anything like that. He felt energized.
"Percy! You okay?" Todd helped him up before stopping one of the scorpions from clipping his arm off.
"The taste of dirt is horrible but I'm fine."
"Good help me then, since I'm pretty sure they only want you."
"Why are they only following Percy?" Gwen asked when she saw Percy being flung back from the van.
"It's Percy, Gwen. He's bound to be a tasty morsel for monsters." Bobby muttered.
"Then they shouldn't be after Todd as well? As far as I see, they're completely ignoring him."
Bobby didn't like the assumption that Gwen was making. "There's more to Percy than he's telling us."
"True, but first let's get rid of the bugs. They give me the creeps."
Gwen chuckled slightly and looked around for something to use. The gold armour of the scorpions can't be pierced very easily. We're going to need a lot of force to weaken the armour…
"There!" Gwen turned Bobby's head toward the side of the diner. A billboard was on top of the roof. It was old and the cables supporting it were rusting. "We can weaken the armour with that. Or if we're lucky, it would just kill them."
Bobby nodded, "I'll climb up and cut the cables." He strapped Acris back and headed for the building.
Gwen pulled how her bow and arrow. "Percy! Bring the scorpions over here!" She couldn't see Todd, Probably using that fabulous gift of his. During battle, Todd could truly be an enemy that no one wanted, especially with that gift.
If Gwen thought about it, she hasn't seen Todd fight without using that gift even once.
I wonder why he uses it so much.
Percy back up even more to dodge the stinger. It was pretty difficult, since the gold armour shined brightly in the sun.
He felt slightly frustrated, since he couldn't actually attack without exposing himself, though a tiny part of Percy wanted to fight recklessly.
Finally, Percy was where Gwen told him to be. Gwen was right beside him, "Stay right beside me if you don't want to be crushed."
"What do you mean-"Percy turned back to see the billboard come falling down onto the scorpions. "Oh."
Bobby jumped down from the roof. "Bugs give me the creeps. Let's get out of here before we have to find out it didn't kill them."
"Where's Todd?" Gwen looked around.
"He's right by the van." Todd responded. "Sorry I had to leave, if you were going to make that much noise; someone had to distract the people inside. Let's go before the speakers break."
"What?"
Now that they were back on the road again, Todd had time to think about his dream. It bothered him more than it should.
Why did the voice tell me that I'm not the only child of Pluto? As far as I know, Father isn't very much of a social butterfly. If there was another child, Lupa would've sent someone to get them. Unless they know shadow travel. They'd have to be pretty powerful to be able to do that a lot. Even one trip makes me sleep for three days.
Todd pulled out another lollipop from his pocket. Grape, I'm gonna need to get some more. But, back to the thoughts at hand.
That kid, who was he exactly? Todd felt that he was looking in the past. Even though he had spent all of his time at First Legion, he wasn't exactly friends with everyone.
After all, it took almost six years for Jason to actually talk to him. Todd watched the empty land as they drove closer to Vegas.
Even if that kid is my possible brother, he's gonna have to go down. Survival of the fittest, after all.
Todd chuckled. This is gonna be fun.
Gwen couldn't concentrate on reading. She kept thinking about the monsters they fought. I'm not sure if the others have notice, but they started to reform almost as soon as they were killed. Is something wrong with Tartarus?
Gwen closed her book and leaned on Bobby's shoulder. None of this makes sense. But concentrate on one thing at a time, Gweny.
She glanced at Percy, who kept his eyes on the road. Come to think about it, he hadn't gotten a physical yet. Lupa didn't even order one for him. He can't be in perfect physical condition. No one is. And yet…
She narrowed her eyes. Percy's back wasn't against the seat, and he didn't look like he was forcing himself. Is something wrong with his back? He hasn't even let anything touch his back.
She sighed and closed her eyes. Nothing that a child of Apollo can't figure out.
Las Vegas finally came into view. It doesn't look different. Percy thought absently.
"So, Bobby. Directions please?"
"Look for Caesars Palace. If I remember correctly, it's by the mini version of the Eiffel Tower."
Percy rolled his eyes. "Very specific directions..."
"Percy, its Las Vegas. You don't need actual directions."
"What you do need," Todd absently murmured, staring out the window. "Is a parking space. A good one."
Bobby glanced at Todd. Since they left for the second half of the drive, he's been acting more…quiet. "We can just ditch the van. Caligula will supply us with another vehicle."
"Whatever you say, captain." Percy muttered, turning the van into the nearest parking lot. "Though I hope we can rest for a while. I'm getting tired of driving."
"You've some good stamina, Percy. If it was me, I would've passed out back in San Francisco." Gwen looked up from her book.
"You're just saying that because you lost two Aurei." Todd chuckled. Gwen stuck her tongue at him.
"Whatever Todd. At least I can admit defeat. Men can never admit defeat."
"I don't know the meaning of the word defeat." Todd scoffed.
"Exactly."
Once in front of Caesars Palace, Percy began to have second thoughts about this Caligula. "Why is he in a casino hotel?"
Bobby craned his neck to see the top of the building. "This building contains some Roman culture. Caligula has been around a long time. As different countries come in power, the gods move accordingly. Caligula moves as well, usually where there are a lot of people willing to do a lot for their desires. In the US, it's Vegas. But there are other places as well."
Percy frowned a bit. "Is that why there are hints of Roman culture in the modern world?"
"Yeap. And a bit of Greek."
Todd put his hands behind his head, "Enough blathering about this. Can we just get in? I really need a bath."
The scent of cigars, alcohol and cigarettes filled Percy's nostrils as they went in. they got wary stares from the guests and gamblers.
They stayed near the entrance as Bobby went up to one of the concierges. The concierge didn't look too happy when he saw Bobby. Bobby whispered something in his ear, and then he took off his coat and showed something on his arm. The concierge's eyes widened and he bowed.
Bobby walked back to the group. "Come on, we've to follow the concierge." He slipped on his jacket and moved some of his hair back. It was starting to get into his eyes.
They followed the concierge through various gambling floors and past a huge wall of TVs that showed various sports games, a hall full of high class stores.
The concierge led them through a door that was marked with an 'Employees Only' sign. The hall was dark and wide enough for only one person. Percy felt claustrophobic a bit.
Turning left, it led them to an elevator. The concierge bowed "The elevator will lead you to the topmost floor where Caligula will be waiting to meet you."
"Thank you." Gwen told the concierge as he left.
The elevator music could've been better; Percy thought to distract himself from the tight space. "Percy, you look a bit nervous. Not claustrophobic are you?" Todd snickered.
"Just a tiny bit. " He admitted.
Bobby snorted quietly. "What a stupid fear, being afraid of small spaces. If you compare everything to the outside, everything is a small space."
Percy rolled his eyes. "I'm not extremely claustrophobic."
The elevator dinged and the doors opened.
The walls and floors of the hallway and the room that it led to were a bright blood red colour with gold columns. The floors were so shiny that Percy could see his face in the tile reflection. The hall was lighted by the columns.
"Caligula must love the colour red." Percy muttered as he walked behind the initial group.
At the end of the long hall, there was a circular room with three separate hallways. The lighting of the halls only let him see a few feet into each hall.
Percy started to hear footsteps coming from one of the halls. They weren't normal footsteps, they sounded like the person was barefoot and not at the same time. Wait, how am I able to tell that?
"Welcome." A reptilian voice greeted from the middle hallway. The man looked like a Komodo dragon standing on two legs. His scaly skin was a dark green colour and his eyes were an egg yolk yellow. He was wearing a solid purple toga, embroidered with gold on the edges. "You must be with Reuven here." He gestured to Bobby.
"Hello, Caligula." Bobby spoke after he bowed. Caligula smiled in response, his teeth were sharp, serrated and really didn't give the welcoming feeling. "I apologize for not sending a message earlier; we were caught up in a fight."
Caligula tilted his head, his yellow, forked tongue flicked as he spoke. "Did you win?"
Bobby smirked. "Of course."
Caligula glanced at Percy, his yellow eyes narrowed a bit before greeting him. "Ahh, The child of Pose-Neptune. I have heard great things about you."
Percy's eyebrows furrowed, I did great things? But before Percy could ask, Caligula turned and began to walk back down the middle hall. "You are just in time for dinner. Please change, resupply before you come to dinner. My servants will help you as needed."
As soon as he said that, four, small servants appeared at each of the doorways, including the one where they just came from.
Gwen picked the one where they just came from, feeling a bit comforted since that servant was a female.
Todd picked the servant on the left, since Bobby picked the one in the middle.
Which left Percy the one on the right.
He noticed almost immediately that the servant was actually a child. He only went up to about Percy's thigh and had stark white hair that kept getting into his ice blue eyes. He wore a simple, beige tunic and dark brown sandals.
While walking down the immense hall, Percy couldn't help but ask "Why are you here?"
The boy replied monotonously "I belong to Master Caligula."
"What about your parents?"
The hallway stopped at a circular room with a round pool with steaming water. "This is where you can wash in privacy. Call if you need me. My name is Bora." He walked down the hall they came from.
The warm water and steam relaxed his tense muscles. I've only been away from camp for a day and I'm already dead-tired. Imagine in two days or a week.
Percy sighed and closed his eyes. Why does Las Vegas make me wary? All I can remember is some stupid flower and video games.
After a few minutes of resting his mind and washing his body, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
Maybe it was something in the water or steam or maybe it was his senses that alerted him that something was in the room with him.
Percy turned around and nearly jumped out of his towel. The leftover steam had formed some fort of thick cloud and there was a lady with chocolate brown hair and gold ribbons braided into it. She looked very serious and someone you don't want to mess with.
"Well, you fared better than I thought you would." The woman's voice was soothing, like a mother's voice to her frightened child. She doesn't seem very motherly though.
"Uhm, thanks?" Percy had no idea how to respond to this lady. The cloud started to dissipate for a moment.
The lady sighed, "I do not have enough time with my husband's idiotic rule. Before you leave Las Vegas, I advise for you to take something cooling for your journey."
"Something cooling?" That's very specific… The lady nodded.
"I suppose you can't tell me exactly?" Percy asked, a bit irritated all of a sudden. That familiar feeling returned, along with a feeling that Percy didn't really like this woman.
The woman scowled briefly before returning her face to normal. "No, the Fates and the Ancient Laws forbid it."
"Ancient Laws?..." All of this sounded familiar to Percy, just on the tip of his tongue.
The bottom half of the cloud disappeared, leaving only the top half of the women. "Curses. My time has run out. I'm gonna have to talk with Hermes…"
The rest of the cloud disappeared before Percy could respond. He rubbed his head, "I'm probably going insane."
"Sir?" Bora asked quietly. "The water has cooled, so I thought that you were done and needed your clothes." In his arms, he carried a bundle of white cloth. How long has he been there? I didn't even hear him.
"Clothes? But that's just a gigantic piece of cloth."
"It's a toga." Bora stated.
"A toga?"
"I'll show you." Bora's apathetic face flickered briefly into an amused one.
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"Well, sir? Is it comfortable?" Bora asked as he finished fixing the toga.
"It's…" Percy started, his cheeks warming a bit. The toga was white with purple stripes. It reached a little above Percy's ankles. "It has a lot of space below the waist."
"We do have some underclothes if you want." Bora suggested. Amusement was coating his tone
"That would be nice and don't call me lord." Percy muttered, trying to get used to the toga's limits and space.
"Why not, my lord?" Bora asked.
"I just don't like it. Call me Percy." Bora looked up at him as he fitted Percy's feet with shoes.
"Of course…Percy."
Percy's stomach growled at that moment. "I apologize for keeping you waiting. Please take your bag and follow me to the dining room." Bora murmured, getting up and bowing to Percy.
"Please, don't treat me like royalty. I'm far from it, actually."
"But you are the son of one of the Big Three, The Sea God. You're considered royalty if we were in Ancient Rome, even if you were illegitimate."
A thought popped into Percy's head as he followed Bora. "Wait, if you know all about this, does that mean you're a demigod as well?"
Bora's shoulders seem to hunch a bit. "I am, my lord. My mother was a goddess." His voice was quiet.
Percy slowed down a bit. Why is he here then? "Why aren't you at First Legion then?" Percy paused for a minute. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
Bora looked back at Percy. His ice blue eyes reminded Percy of the grey sky reflected off of ice in the winter. "It's a question asked by a superior, I have to answer. My father sold me to Master Caligula before my required age of two."
Percy stopped in the middle of the hall. "Your father sold you?"
Bora continued walking down the hall. "Yes, this is what I have been told."
He jogged a bit to catch up with Bora. Half of his mind couldn't believe it and yet some part of him can. What kind of father would do that to his own child, and so young?
Bora stopped in front of a pair of mahogany, double doors. "The dinner is past those doors. I can't be in front of you."
Percy glanced at the doors and had a gut feeling that something is gonna happen because he went to this dinner. He took a deep breath and opened the doors.
The first thing he heard was Gwen giggling. He blinked, Could this get any weirder? He spotted Gwen sitting on a couch. It looked like some sort of futon. She was wearing a dress with ribbons sewn in as some sort of belt design. He remembered seeing a few of those in the Mercury Caput tabernaculum, Dakota called them lectus triclinaris. A yellow-orange shawl was wrapped around one shoulder. The way that Gwen was laying made it difficult but it seemed that were was a separate cloth folded along her upper chest.
Both Todd and Bobby looked the same as Percy. He apparently missed some sort of joke because Caligula was also smiling. Though his smile was creepy, it looked like he was baring his teeth to his prey. "Ahh, the son of Neptune finally appears. I expected you to be later than this. How unpredictable."
I'm pretty sure that was an insult. Percy thought as he blushed lightly and sat down by the lectus triclinaris, the only one available was by Caligula. Todd was on the other side of Caligula, followed by Bobby. Gwen was on his side.
"Now that everyone is here, we can start cena." Caligula clapped his hands and the servants brought plates of delectable food and goblets of drinks.
Bora stood behind Caligula, holding a wine bottle. His face held no emotion as he poured a glass for his master.
Just like Dakota told me, Percy thought as he looked at the food. No utensils besides the ligula and cochlear. Those lessons actually came in handy. He grabbed some baby back dry ribs.
"What is the reason for this visit, Reuven?" Caligula asked once everyone had started eating.
Bobby swallowed; deciding to ignore the fact Caligula called him by his full name. "We were wondering if anything weird has happened in the country. Lupa told us that ancient monsters are on the rise."
Caligula held out his cup for Bora to refill. "It is pleasing that you came to me for this information instead of following a venti's trail."
A venti? They don't sound very friendly. Percy thought. Though as far as he knew, there were never friendly monsters.
"However, 'there is no such thing as a free lunch' as the Greeks would say. What would you be willing to pay for this information?"
Bobby ran a hand through his hair, it was noticeably shorter now. "Well, what would you take?"
Caligula drank from his goblet. "It has to be equal to the information. I'm no cheater. Perhaps twenty-five Aurei? Or maybe doing me a service."
Twenty-five Aurei? That's a lot. Todd thought. He was by no means a miser. Twenty-five Aurei was about a fourth of their Roman cash, some magical services weren't cheap. And there could be other things that require payment, like some monsters would leave you alone for a couple of Aurei.
Bobby began to pull out the bag containing the Aurei when a servant entered the room, looking nervous and scared.
"Master Caligula? Deep apologies for interrupting the cena but the gladiator you had requested for tonight's entertainment had died of mysterious circumstances." The servant quietly spoke, wringing his hands.
"Died? What a pity, I was hoping to see the skill of the newest gladiator." Caligula murmured, clearly not bothered by the death. He actually seemed to be disappointed.
"I could take the place of the other gladiator, Caligula." Bobby spoke up, his hands still in the toga pocket. "That is, if that is an equal payment for the information."
Caligula looked at Bobby, and then smiled toothily. "Of course. It has been a long time since I've seen a child of Mars battle. Go with the servant and prepare."
Bobby handed the pouch with the Aurei to Todd and got up. He bowed before leaving with the servant.
The way Caligula smiled bothered Percy, like he planned it all out. Caligula turned his attention to Percy, "So, Percy, how do you like being at First Legion? Is it still as intense as when I went there?"
How did he know my name? "It's hard but you get used to it." Percy answered.
"Have you seen a par mortis yet?"
"Par mortis? What's that?"
Caligula motioned toward Todd. "I believe one of the children of Pluto can explain it."
Todd sighed, looking like he'd rather insult a child of Venus than explain. "A par mortis is a fight to the death. A challenge can't be ignored, unless you prefer exile to an 'honourable' death."
Percy gave an incredulous look to Todd. "And Lupa allows this at camp?"
Todd shrugs and took a bite of a light green pear. "Honour is important for the Romans. If a death would keep honour, then a death it is. It rarely happens at camp. If it is, it's a spectacle."
Percy felt appalled. This felt wrong for some reason, too cruel for him. Gwen spoke up, "It's usually a thing that the Mars Centuria does. They take the whole honour thing pretty seriously."
Percy saw the annoyed look on Todd's face. He probably doesn't like the whole death part. Hades didn't like death a lot himself.
Hades? Where did that name come from? And how in the name of Jupiter did he know that about Todd's father? Percy shook his head to clear his thoughts.
"It is almost time for the gladiator battle. Why don't you three go to the arena before me? I have some business to take care of. My servant Bora will show you the way." Caligula said as he got up and left the room.
The servants besides Bora brought bowls of water and towels so they could wash their hands. Bora gave the wine bottle to an older servant and waited by the door, he looked worried. He bowed at the waist. "Are the masters and the mistress ready to leave?"
"Yeah. I'm assuming you're one of Caligula's personal servants?" Todd asked as Bora opened the mahogany doors.
"Yes, sir. I'm the youngest servant." Bora replied.
"I like your hair, is it natural?" Todd asked, twisting a piece of his own white hair.
"It is. One reason that Master Caligula picked me was because my hair stood out." Bora quietly replied.
"Are you a demigod?" Gwen was more relaxed when Caligula wasn't here. He gives me the creeps, and not just because he's basically a lizard. She thought.
"I am." That ended the conversation as Bora opened a pair of doors. This place is huge. How can the people not notice this on top of a casino? Percy thought as he stared in awe at the arena.
Still there? I know i haven't updated in two months. This chapter was harder to type than i thought. This is more of a filler since nothing exciting really happened. I am not happy with this chapter. Anyways...
I might post another chapter this week since it's Spring Break...buh i do have a lot of homework to do...
While writing this chapter, i was thinking about posting a few mini-stories/oneshots (a chapter long) to keep you guys entertained while i finish the main plot chapter (So stuff like not updating in two months happen, cause i would like for this fanfic to be done before The Son of Neptune comes out). Like how Jason and Todd met, a game of Sabotage or something along those lines, maybe even what Jason, Leo, Piper and the rest are doing during this time (This takes place after The Lost Hero) What do you guys think? Yes, no? If yes, suggest your idea for a mini-oneshot in a review or PM
Also, I'm doing some editing with the previous chapters along the lines of grammar, accuracy and other stuff, so let me know if something doesnt make sense.
Reviews make a lovely present for my inbox!
Review Question- Would you participate in a par mortis or be exiled? If you had to, of course.
P.S. Also, if you dont mind, would you readers who have updating stories and who love this story mind spreading news of it? (I felt so fake when i typed that..)
