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So I finally got the plot worked out for this fic. (I'd like to say it came to me in a dream or I had a gut feeling all along, bu, alas, no.) The plot was drawn up by my mates Anastasia Laurels and Jupiter123 (I didn't even add 1% of it. Truth be told, I wouldn't even know how to upload or have the guts to if it weren't for Iloveheartlandx). So, cheers guys! You rock! *_*

Okay, so I didn't come up with the plot, I didn't come up with the characters (Rick did) so I'm not sure whos fic this is anymore. Oh well. Enjoy...

(By the way, I'm not sure what the dig is with these reveiws, but critism is more than welcome. I could really use some help with the jokes, writers style ect. I love these chracters and if I'm ruining them PLEASE SAY SOMETHING, cheers, ZS)

Percy's POV

Percy woke up to the usual smell of the sea. He was surprised he could even smell the sea still when he lived in a cabin where the scent was oozing form the walls and it was all over this ship. Maybe it was something even a son of Poseidon couldn't get used too.

Percy shrugged and pulled on his camp half-blood shirt, jeans and high-tops. He had a strange sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. If he didn't know any better, he would say it was sea-sickness. Could sons of Poseidon get sea-sick? It would be pretty stupid if they did. But Thalia was afraid of heights, and she was a daughter of Zeus- who ran the sky.

Percy shrugged, again. He had never been sea-sick before and doubted he was sea-sick now. Pushing the feeling aside he set of to the dining room for breakfast.

Percy was surprised to find himself the first one there. Even Hazel wasn't there- and she was the only demigod, ever, to deal with getting up early.

"Um, Hello?" Percy called to the empty room.

"We're in here," Hazel voice came from the kitchen, which was basically the end of the dining room except it had a wall blocking it.

"Hey," he said as he entered the tiny room. Frank was leaning over the stove, his face wrinkled in such concentration that he looked like he was performing surgery. Hazel stood behind him grinning at Percy.

"Pepper," Frank instructed. Hazel handed him it, wordlessly her expression became serious. Percy watched Frank pour the pepper with such precision he actually decided where each corn should go. Both Hazel and Frank took a deep breath as each corn fell from the holder. They then sighed deeply as it fell into the saucepan.

"Salt," the same procedure was done with the salt.

"Um, what are you guys, like, doing?"

"He's cooking eggs, I'm assisting." Hazel replied proudly. Percy's self-control was pushed to its limits as he avoided laughing.

"Okay, why all the drama?" He said, although his voice came out high pitched and weird. He needed to laugh.

"Eggs, I'll have you know, are very tricky too cook. Especially when…"

"Shhh, I'm working, I need silence in the kitchen." Frank said over his shoulder than went back to counting out the perfect number of salt granules.

"Sorry," Hazel replied, and then she whispered to Percy "Especially when there are six starving demigods, yourself and a burnt offering to the gods to cook for. It's a hard job."

"Clearly," Percy said. He took one last glance at Frank's brain surgeon face before excusing himself from the room and burst out laughing.

Percy knew the Romans liked to do everything perfectly and thought hard work achieved perfection. But that was just over-kill.

Annabeth entered the room and regarded Percy collapsed on the floor.

"Um, what's going on?"

"Frank… and Ha... zel… are doing brain surgery… on eggs!" Percy could barely get the words out, through his fits of laughing and gasping for air.

"What?" Annabeth stepped over Percy and went to check on the two demigods. She stumbled through the door moments later, collapsed next to Percy and fell into a fit of laughter.

The last time Percy remembered laughing like this was when they had been at Hoover Dam and had made all those ridiculous jokes like "I want to buy a dam t-shirt" (Thalia, The Titan's Curse).

They heard some bumbling around in the kitchen and Annabeth yanked Percy too his feet. They avoided each other's eyes and tried to keep straight faces as Frank put the eggs on the table.

"I'm not sure there quite right," Frank said. Percy leaned over to see.

"There… eggs all right." In the dish was, as far as Percy could tell, the goo from the inside of eggs with all the spices in the kitchen thrown on top and a few egg shells floating around.

"Are you sure, they don't look scrambled much…" Percy was pretty sure the stove hadn't been on when Frank had cooked these. He was saved from replying by Piper and Jason coming into the room.

"Hey, what's for breakfast?" Jason asked sleepily.

"Eggs," Hazel motioned to the bowl. Jason peered in and his face fell.

"Um, was Leo half asleep when he made them?"

"Leo wasn't in the kitchen when we showed up, so I kinda started breakfast. He still hadn't showed up by the time I'd finished cooking," Frank replied.

Percy was starting to wonder if their breakfast was about to slither of the table. Maybe Frank's eggs would be the first monster of the trip.

They all sat down and spooned the gloop onto their plates. Percy couldn't help but notice that the Greeks sat at one end of the table and the Romans sat at the other. They had sat like this last night as well. And every other time they had sat up for a meal. He felt slightly guilty about this as he and Jason were supposed to be breaking the division.

He felt even worse when he saw that Jason was between Frank and Piper. By him dating Piper he was basically saying the Greeks were alright. Percy was next Annabeth and Hazel, but, like last night, he and Annabeth (two Greeks) just talked, while Hazel and Frank (two Romans) talked to each other and Piper and Jason (the only mixed group) spoke to each other.

Percy didn't like the rift. Nor did he like that he wasn't fixing it and Jason was. Jason had it easy though- he would have dated Piper, Greek or not. Percy wasn't going to date any of the Romans cos he had Annabeth/

He turned to Hazel, "So what you guys talking about?" He instantly regretted this. Hazel and Frank were surprised to be interrupted and there was an awkward silence between them.

"Um, we just talking about the eggs," Hazel told her plate.

"Yeah, they went a bit wrong." Frank played with a bit at the end of his spoon. "Maybe we should give them as a burnt offering to the gods, or something."

Percy wasn't sure that was a great idea. Hey these are the eggs we don't want to eat, fancy trying them- this sludge might give you food poisoning though, but you're immortal so I wouldn't worry too much about that. Bon Apetite! He wasn't sure the gods would like that.

"Maybe we should just bin them," Percy suggested.

Frank nodded. "I'll try better at lunch."

"Yeah- sandwiches are pretty easy. And maybe Sammy- I mean Leo- will help us." Hazel said.

Percy remembered the goal of this conversation- to unite the Greeks and the Romans. He turned to Annabeth, only to find she was standing up and ready to leave.

"I'm going to do some reading on these Greek and Roman pillars, there really interesting."

"Oh, cool. Maybe you should bring Hazel. She's Roman and would love to help you, like, learn and stuff." Hazel looked around at her name.

"Um, I think I can handle it."

"Okay, bye then." She kissed him, and headed out the door. Frank and Hazel had gone to the kitchen to start lunch. He was about to call to them that lunch wouldn't take four hours to prepare. But decided Frank could use as much time as he could get. He turned around to see Jason and Piper had left too.

Percy sighed and went up to the top deck to watch the sea. This always calmed his uneasiness. He had a lot to be uneasy about- the Greek and Roman divide, the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, Frank was cooking lunch .

Percy watched the choppy green waves lap against the ship's hull and be bounced off again. Neptune/Poseidon's domain was, by far, the best. It was beautiful, but powerful at the same time.

He considered Iris messaging his dad, but decided against it. The last time Percy had tried to send an Iris message he had picked up a coin of the table and threw it into a rainbow that was above the sea. However nothing happened and it took him ten minutes to work out he'd tossed Jason's sword into the water. (It was in the shape of a coin- easy mistake.)

Percy's eyes scanned across the horizon. There were dark black clouds looming in the distance. A storm was on the war path. And they were sailing straight towards it.

He turned to head in when he noticed something blue sitting on the hull. It was Annabeth's iPod. He put it in his pocket to shelter it from the oncoming rain and headed in.

"Percy!" Jason and Piper flew straight into him the minute he stepped through the door.

"Wha…?"

"There's a flood!"

"It's huge!"

"And we're gonna sink!"

"Were?" Percy instinctively took charge of the situation.

"Bottom deck." They replied together.

"What's going on?" Frank and Hazel peered into the corridor.

"C'mon," Percy ran down the corridor and took the metal stairs two at a time.

They all stood at the top of the stairs leading to the bottom of the ship. The inside was acting like a bowl with the sea-green liquid swirling around it. Percy looked around for what had caused the leak. There was a broken porthole where water was lapping into the room every so often. But Percy's senses told him the leak was underwater.

"Okay, stay back." Percy kicked of his high-tops and dived into the flooded hull.

He felt pieces of metal brush against his skin as he manoeuvred through the water. Various objects that had been dumped here were now swirling around in the current. It reminded him of all the junk in the river Synx.

Percy relied completely on his senses as he swam further in. He sensed where the water was gushing in, and where the weak spots in the hull where. The crack appeared to be on the floor of the deck. At first he couldn't see anything. Just blackish, greenish water.

He ran his hands along the floor until he felt a surge of water meet them. The hole was miniscule. Barely noticeable. Either the water was getting in through another opening or the flood had been happening for hours.

Percy grabbed a chunk of metal from the sea water and thrust it at the hole. The sea pushed against the piece of metal, the pressure causing the scrap to bob upwards. Percy leant on it, but was no match for the strength of the water trapped underneath. He twisted it around trying to dig it in but felt the water gush through.

Percy knew it would be useless trying to keep the scrap in place. The water was just too strong for him. Instead he concentrated on the water that was below the stick and gushing around trying to flow inside. He displaced the water, sending it in the opposite direction of the opening. It surged upwards trying to reach the crack, but he willed it to leave.

He slammed the metal chunk into the hole before the water could surge through again. He felt the swirling current return to normal underneath the boat. The water was trying to resist but the metal chunk was jammed in the hole, not even the strength of the sea could loosen it.

Pushing his feet of the bottom Percy sprang up and re-surfaced. Piper, Jason, Hazel and Frank still stood on the stairs watching him. He swam over to them and stood on the dry metal.

"What's going on," Jason asks.

"I fixed the leak- no more water can get in," he quickly turned his sensors to the water and checked that the metal was still in place. It had stood strong and was stopping water flowing into their ship. "I'll empty the water through that porthole." He nodded to the broken porthole.

Jason looked like he wanted to say something else, but decided not to. Whatever it was, Percy didn't have time to consider it.

He took control of the water and sent it gusting through the porthole. Wave after wave surged through under his control, re-joining the green sea.

Once the deck was almost dry- there was the odd puddle, Percy felt drained. The others had already gone up deck. Frank had gone to tell Annabeth what had happened, and Piper, Hazel and Jason had gone to find Leo.

"Hey, you dropped this." Piper reappeared at the door and handed him Annabeth's iPod that he must have lost when he was running in. He was glad it hadn't gotten soaked in the flood.

"Thanks," he put the iPod in his jeans pocket. Jason appeared at the top of the stairs, his face filled with concern.

"I can't find Leo anywhere." Percy wondered where the kid had gotten to when he noticed the door.

The metal frame was shaped strangely, and it was bulging at the sides. Almost like it had been bent outwards and forced apart. He ran his hands down the framework.

"You know, I'm not sure this flood happened on its own." Piper and Jason turned to examine the frame. "Whatever caused it, it appears to have barged through this door, and it's pretty big."

"It must a monster, a big one." Piper said. She was looking around the room with one hand placed loosely on her dagger, almost like she expected the monster to melt out of the walls. Jason's hand was in his jacket pocket where he kept his sword and Percy found himself reaching for Riptide.

Whatever monster was in their ship, he doubted they'd find Leo alive…

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