Sorry it's been so long, you guys! I've been super busy...

But on a side note:

You. Guys. Have you READ this FREAKING BOOK? ! Yeah, the one about The Lost Hero? ! is ANYONE else F L I P P I N G out? or PSYCHED for TSoN? What did you think of the book, if you read it already? What do you think of it so far, if you're in the middle of it? If you haven't read it, do you think you're going to? NOSPOILERS, please, for people who haven't read it... but I'm telling you, guys, this series? It's gonna rock. Maybe not like PJatO, but it's gonna rock just as hard. I flipping love it.

Anyways... here is the next scene for you :P

Percy Jackson/Logan Lerman
Hermes/Dylan Neal

Percy Jackson and the Olympians:

The Sea of Monsters

I made my way through the soaking wet grass, zipping up my gray hoodie as I walked. It was the middle of the night, and the sky was crystal clear. I walked down to the spot along the beach where Grover first showed me our teacher Mr. Brunner (aka Chiron) in his real form. I walked up to the water and looked out, stuffing my hands in my hoodie pockets.

I closed my eyes. Images raced through my mind. I could see and hear Grover getting picked up by the Cyclops, Chiron leaving and saying he'd try to find a way to come back, Annabeth yelling at me. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but the calm ocean water.

All of a sudden, there was someone standing next to me. I jumped. The man smiled.

"It's a little past your curfew, isn't it?" he said. I gave him the once-over. He had a mail-carrier's messenger-bag slung over his shoulder, and was wearing khaki pants, a dark blue polo, and a pair of dark blue converse.

With wings sprouting out the sides.

"Yeah. I..." I said slowly. I looked at the man suspiciously. "Couldn't sleep." I looked back out at the water

"Something troubling you?" The man asked, setting his bag on the sand next to him. I opened my mouth to say something, and the man's cell phone rang. The ringtone was Rihanna's 'Single Ladies.' I raised an eyebrow. The man coughed nervously. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone: a blue, glowing, blackberry. With 2 miniature snakes wrapped around the screen.

"Would you move?" the man asked impatiently. "I can't see who's calling."

The snakes stayed put.

"It's Athena," a disembodied girl's voice said. The man thought for a moment, then started to put his phone back in his pocket.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," the girl said, making him freeze. "You know she doesn't like it when you ignore her calls."

"Just tell her I'm in a meeting," he said to his phone. He silenced it then put it in his pocket. He turned back to me. "Where were we?" he asked.

I just stared at him, confused. He sighed and brought out his phone again, and the snakes slithered up his bare arm. The phone transformed into a staff with wings at the top. A caduceus.

The man smirked. "George and Martha, meet Percy," he said to the snakes. Hissing floated through the air.

"Hello, Percy," A guy's voice whispered.

"George!" the girl's voice from earlier scolded him. "Don't scare the kid."

I stared at the snakes.

"Um... hey."

"You really could stand to be polite, Percy," the girl's voice said. "We are assistants to the gods, after all."

I looked back up at the man.

"You're a god?" I asked.

"Surely, you've figured it out by now," the man said, looking legitimately puzzled. He pointed at himself. "Hermes."

I got that 'oh, I get it now!' look on my face.

"You're Luke's dad?" I asked. Hermes pursed his lips.

"That one's new," he said as George and Martha unwound from his arm and curled up around the caduceus. He stuck it in the sand. "I've been called many things," he went on, "but never 'Luke's dad.'"

"Sorry," I said. "I just didn't think... Luke described you differently."

Hermes looked bitter.

"I'm sure he did," he said sadly. We locked eyes for a second, and I looked away.

"But on a lighter note," he began. I looked up as Hermes picked up his bag and started to pull something out of it. "I have a delivery for you."

He handed me a plastic Ziploc bag with brightly colored vitamins in it. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"What're these for?" I asked.

"You'll know," Hermes said, closing his messenger bag. I pocketed the vitamins.

"Uh, thanks," I said.

"Percy," Hermes said. "You know what's going to happen, right?"

I stared at him blankly. He sighed.

"When your camp fully loses its magic protection, none of you stand a chance."

"You sound so concerned."

"What I'm saying is, Zeus isn't very patient. If I were you, I would hurry. Soon, your borders will fail completely. As the messenger of the gods, I hear things, Percy. Things that people- and monsters- are saying."

"And... what're they saying?" I asked.

"That you'd better get going before you have a full-blown battle on your hands."

"Battle? We're just a bunch of kids. Who would attack us?"

Hermes looked deadly serious. "Someone who has a grudge against the gods."

"And that someone would be...?" I waited for an answer. Hermes looked at me, sadly. I understood.

"Luke," I said. Hermes nodded.

"Get a move on," he said. He looked at the coast, and mine and Annabeth's boat came sailing around the corner. He leaned closer to me and pointed out to the sea.

"Do you see that cruise ship, Percy? The one with the lights?"

"Yes."

"Follow it for as long as you can."

"Who's on it?"

"Mortals, mostly," Hermes replied. I looked up at him, a little freaked out and confused. He didn't look down from the cruise ship. I nodded my head and mumbled "mostly," like that made sense. I looked back out at the sea.

"If you need to, board the ship. It's going in the general direction that you're headed. No one will ever know the difference. Blend in, eat some food, talk to some of the passengers..."

I nodded. Hermes and I stared out at the ocean for a moment.

"So I should get Annabeth, shouldn't I?" I asked after a while.

"Unless you're going alone, which I don't recommend," Hermes replied, shaking out of his trance and picking up his bag and caduceus.

"Alright, well... thanks, Hermes." He nodded curtly.

"Just doing my job," he replied. He stared walking down the edge of the beach, turned a corner, and was gone.

I looked at the cruise ship, fading quickly, before turning and running to get Annabeth.

FIN. Kind of... Well, until the next scene anyways.

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