Chapter 2
Percy's POV
The night was warm. Which was weird because it was Christmas time in New York. The last thing I remember is walking into a store because Annabeth-Annabeth! I thought She is going to kill me! I had to find a way out of this mess and quick.
The first thing I noticed is that there was a sack over my head. Light leaked through when the passing cars went past. We were climbing up a hill, the dirt road made the car shake and made my head loll. The air reeked of eucalyptus plant. I've only smelled this twice before, when I was rescuing Annabeth from Atlas and when I was at Camp Jupiter.Californ- but before I could finish the thought the car stopped and heavy, loud footsteps echoed against the side of the car. There weren't any cars passing anymore, and the darkness was suffocating me. I had to think of something quick.
I could hear the car door open and something grabbed me, it had big hands and it tossed me out of the car like I was nothing more than a rag doll. I was thrown to the ground roughly, almost so that one would think that this person/ monster had something against me. Probably did considering all of the monsters I had fought. But the last thing I needed was some angry brother/mother/father/sister to come seek revenge.
I felt the ground with my hands, trying to get a feel of what kind of place I was in. I was more than surprised when I felt cold hard stone. Am I on some kind of boulder? I could barely think, my head hurt, why did my head hurt? All of these thoughts were going through my head, and that's when I heard a scream, a girls scream. Such a scream that made me want to rush and help her with whatever was making her scream like that. But it wasn't just the scream, it was familiar somehow...
I racked my brain trying to remember after our lunch. What had happened? Was Annabeth okay? I needed to get to her, no matter what the consequences. I muttered my soothing words Ocean, Annabeth, Seashell, Annabeth, Ocean over and over again in till there was no room for anything else in my brain.
Suddenly, the mysterious hands grabbed my by my back belt loop, so I felt like I was a flying squirrel, trying to get to the next branch. "Put me down!" I yelled trying to untie my hands, and squirming trying under his huge hands. I heard a very deep laugh and a familiar voice say "Be calm, devil spawn, I won't hurt you... that much!" I felt Riptide in my pocket, if i could only untie my hands than maybe I could beat this guy, but i won't push my luck that far because i still don't know who/what he is.
It ripped the sack off my head and I spun around to face my kidnapper, I let out a gasp and bit my tongue from screaming out loud.
"Tyson?"
The Cyclops threw back his head and laughed.
"Tyson! Ha! What a silly excuse for a Cyclops! No, but we brothers see! Don't worry I won't kill you. Don't want daddy to get mad at me eh? No, there's a very SPECIAL person who's been expecting you."
It was then that I noticed my surroundings. I've been here before. It was Mount Tam, in California. I heard someone struggling in the distance underneath the wieght of the sky, but it wasn't Atlas. No. It was more feminine. I was in the ruins of Kronos's Palace, just the thought of him sent chills down my back. Camp Jupiter did a good job trashing it, the only thing more that they could have done was Teepee it. The black throne was trampled to ruins, and the walls were barely standing. If it wasn't for the strong pillars it would be totally caved in. I looked up at the Cyclops, "What's your name anyway?"
"Idiot."
"Excuse me?" I said annoyed and a eyebrow raised.
"Me name is Idiot" I started laughing. Not just any laughing though, knee slapping laughing. I almost cried but i stopped just in time because he said "You think it funny?"
I had to wipe my eyes before I replied, "Um, Ye- No, I don't-, I guess I do?" I braced myself for him to hit me, but I was very surprised when he actually started crying. A big fat tear rolled down his cheek.
"I'm- I'm sorry?" He reminded me of Tyson, the way he started crying at the simplist thing. He quickly wiped it off though, and gathered himself up to say, "Master, wants to see you" I sared at him, "Master?"
"You meet him soon enough. Oh lookie, here he is now!"
I looked up and there sitting on a blanket, was Atlas.
