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Chapter 5

Sam's POV
"When mom and dad met- I mean mom and Neptune met. They, well it was love at first sight. But, Da- I mean Neptune was mean and spazzed out a lot. He would be all lovey-dovey one moment and the next flipping out at her. So when I came along, mom didn't tell Dad because she knew about the pack that Ju- Zeus, Poseidon, and Pl-Hades had made. She sent me off to the orphanage, where no one would know who I was" My mind raced back to the memories I tried so hard not to think about. Why was he accepted at home and I wasn't? I pushed the thoughts aside and continued.
"Well, except for the monsters, who attacked, almost weekly and the orphanage, naturally, decided I was a witch,"
"A witch?" Percy asked.
"You swore on the Glory of Rome!" I protested.
"Oh yeah, I forgot." Percy said stupidly. He groaned under the weight of the sky.
"So, as I was saying, they thought I was a witch and tried to find a different orphanage or foster home for me, when they couldn't they thought of another way. We went on a "field trip" I said air quoting the word, "and we had a picnic, they then handed me a "scavenger hunt" list and sent me into the woods to find everything. When I came back, they were gone."
Percy opened his mouth again, "The glory of Rome!" I reminded him; he shut it quickly, looking sheepish.
"Then Lupa came and found me, I passed all the tests but... when I got to camp, nobody accepted me because I wouldn't help them hurt other people or animals. I only ate plants, nothing that had meat in it, and they hated me for it. So I ran away, I had been living on the run for four years when Atlas found me and brought me back here." I knew there was more to the story than that, but he didn't need to know that yet.
He gave me a look that pretty much said can I speak NOW?
"Now you may comment Percy." He let out a big gust of air like he had been holding his breath the whole time.
"Well," he said and looked at me in a way that I couldn't help but laugh, remembering that I have the weight of the sky on my shoulders, I quickly stopped.
"Why don't you like to hurt anything? I mean, I don't like to either, unless they're monsters, but other than that I would never hurt an animal or person." He moved his brown hair out of his face with a twitch of his head.
"See, you can kill monsters... I can't." I mumbled, barely audible, while looking down at my green sneakers.
"So, what do you do when a monster comes up to you and attacks you?" He asked. I looked up and looked at him straight in the eye, daring him to make fun of me.
"I have this mask thingy-mabobber, that only let's me feel the presence of the things around me and not look at the face of the thing I'm about to kill." He looked impressed. "I got it from Neptune." I said answering his silent question.
"That sounds like my girl friend's Yankee's hat. It makes her invisible."
"I want to hear about the Greek camp!" I said, my eyes pleading.
"Well, what is there to say? Um," He paused, thinking, "I'll start from the beginning." Idiot was still sitting cross legged in front of us. The normal eavesdropper position.
"When I first got there, I really only knew Grover, a satyr, or faun for you, and then along came Annabeth, the most beautiful, smart, funny, girl in the world," He started going on and on about his memories at camp, and getting a far off look when he mentioned Annabeth. I felt a little twinge of jealousy in my stomach.
"Can you... can you tell me about mom?" I asked feeling my eyes get damp. He gave me a weird look, "Don't you remember her?"
"Not really..."
"But then... how did you know who I was?" He had me there, I sighed
"One part I failed to tell you was, in those four years I was running around, I went back to New York, expecting mom to see me and know exactly who I was, to tell me she was sorry and me and her could be a perfect family. So I climbed up the fire escape and was about to go in, when I saw you, and her..." I felt tears in my eyes again. "She didn't need me, she had you, she had her own perfect family." I had to stop myself before I started to sound nasty. "She didn't even miss me." He gave me an incredulous look, shifted the weight a little.
"You think she seriously didn't miss you? Sam, there were nights where she would just be bawling in her room, and wouldn't tell me why. Whenever she saw a little girl and her mom together she would look away, and wouldn't talk for an hour. She missed you like you wouldn't believe-"
"Then why didn't she tell you about me?" I asked feeling my voice get high, and tears spilling over and I quickly wiped them away with my free hand. Idiot got up from his position and started to nervously walk away.
"I once asked how come i didn't have any siblings, and she just looked at me and then looked away and ran into her room, bawling." He added emphasis on the last word and I looked at him through tears.
"So," I said changing the subject before I started to full out bawl. "You went to the Roman Camp?"
"Um, yeah." He looked at me weirdly.
"Who was the Praetors?"
"Reyna. Jason was on a leave of absence at that time." He said smiling a little. "And," he looked at me "I took over!"
"What?"
"Yeah, it only took me three days to become Praetor!"
"Jason's not part of camp anymore?"
"You know him?"
"He trained with me." I said, not wanting to look him in the eye. "He didn't approve of how I fought."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I don't really want to get into it right now..."
Just then Atlas came jogging up to us, sweat all down his face and his Elvis Presley t-shirt was soaked.
"Hey, how come their not screaming, or crying, Idiot, did you torture them like you were supposed to?" Atlas looked at him with furious eyes.
"Oh... No, I forgot, they tell good stories."
"Agh! Your hopeless, you idiot!" Idiot sulked.
"Hey, Atlas?" Percy yelled, making him jump.
"Yes, Perseus?" he said his name like it was poison.
"What's your plan anyway? Why capture the two children of Poseidon and Neptune if you won't use them?" Percy smiled like was enjoying himself, I guess taunted titans was his favorite past time. Atlas looked at him evilly.
"You will never know!" He tried an evil laugh but it ended up like Mawha-cough cough. He looked at us not at all embarrassed "Sorry, hair ball,"
I muttered under my breath "That's not weird at all."
"I heard that you, you," His eye twitched in concentration to find the right word.
"I'm having trouble hearing you, Atlas, what did you call me?" His face was red from anger, and he looked ready to punch my brains in.
"You, you, salt water demon!" He finally said, with a smug look on his face.
"Oh, Percy did you hear that! I'm a salt water demon!" I looked at him, he was trying really hard not to laugh. His face looked strained though from the weight of the world on his shoulders. Literally.
"Then what am I, Atty?" Percy asked.
"You're, you're a-a-a Fish!" he said. "Yeah, you're a fish!"
"Really, a fish, can you think of a more obvious thing, Atty?"
"I'm leaving before I bash both of your heads in and then my plan would be ruined!" He said as he stormed off down the hill, leaving a trail of sweat. Idiot ran off after him.
"Atty! Stop walking and RUN a little!"
Atlas looked at us and walked a little faster, though he ended up stopping and putting his hands on his knees, trying to get his breath back after "running" five feet.
After he was out of sight I added; "So, you think your friends are coming to get us?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said grimacing under the weight of the heavens "They'll be here, don't you worry!"

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