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Chapter 3:Plundering and Athena

Pirates of the Caribbean is quickly becoming one of my favorite games. I can shoot, stab, and use my voodoo powers against enemies, such as Navy guards, or undead pirates. During invasions the island gets covered in fog and turns a sickly shade of green, with the full moon hanging menacingly overhead. Then Jolly Roger, who's the pirate of all pirates, sends his undead minions onto the shore to get through the mobs of pirates and barricades blocking them from the tavern, or mansion, where Jack Sparrow is. All the pirates on that server either head toward the specified island to protect Jack or flee. After a few waves/brigades of undead pirates, Jolly Roger himself comes to get Jack. During this, I get a little irritated. On the computer I'm slow, and can't go all out on the pirates, like I could if I was in person.

Other than invasions, I get to repair ships for gold, which reminds me of cabin inspections for some strange reason, except for the fact that I get a profit on the game. My favorite thing, so far, is being on a ship. I absolutely LOVE it!

For the past few half hours, I've been on a war frigate called the Blue Nemesis. The name brings back ugly memories of fighting Ethan Nakamura, Nemesis' son, who died after betraying Luke/Kronos.

The ship however, is beautiful. It has fourteen cannons, five decks, storage for lots of cargo, and room for a crew of twelve. Currently we were fighting the Queen Anne Revenge. She's a legendary ship, captained by Blackbeard and crewed with Jumbees (zombie looking pirate men).

Jumping back into reality I looked up from my computer screen and slipped off my headphones as I heard what sounded like my Mom knocking on my door.

"Percy, are you awake?" She asked.

Not wanting to surrender form the game I groggily answered, "..Yeah... I'm just getting up..."

"Oh, good. I was just going to ask if you wanted blueberry pancakes for breakfast, or a blueberry smoothie. Paul's silently chanting pancakes," she implied.

Glancing back at the screen, I quickly answered,"Um.. the pancakes. I'm sure they'll make Paul happy, as well as my stomach."

"YES!" I heard Paul shout as it sounded like he was doing a victory dance.

Laughing she responded, "They'll be ready in ten." Then as soon I heard her footsteps retreating form the door, I shoved my headphones back on, turning back to the game. The ship had gotten closer as my mom had been talking.

"Shoot Grappling Hooks at the green circles to draw her in!" The first mate of the ship (the computer) advised. Quickly, I ran up to a cannon that wasn't being operated. Clicking the grappling hook icon, I positioned the tip of my cannon to the center of one of the green circles. Then as the icon glowed to show it was loaded, I clicked it sending the sharp grappling hook right down the center of the circle. I was the first to land one.

If only the Apollo kids could see me now, I thought, I hit the target, and I was the first!" The music was also not helping my currently inflated ego. It was a lively tune that had rhythm and made me want to sail forever. Listening to it, I had a similar feeling as in the lotus hotel, but in a more water/piratey way. Most of the green circles had been hit by a grappling hook that connected our two ships by a sturdy looking rope.

Then the computer said, "Flagship in position. Waiting on the captain to board." Woo hew!" I thought, "now I get to tackle the crew!"

"Everyone ready?" I asked gearing up my excitement to go to the other ship.

"Ready as rain," my first mate, Peter Bladefury, answered. Some of the names on this game were... interesting, but they weren't quite as bad as the names of some of the monsters I'd encountered. My mind flashed back to Aunty Em, Polyphemus, and Procrustes.

Then my mind jumped back to the game as we boarded the Revenge. The zombies/Jumbees, were sickly pale gray-haired men and women. We fought three waves of those zombies, and then fought the first mate, LaSchafe. After defeating the ship, and swinging back to the Blue Nemesis, we received 3 royal chests, and 5 ship materials as our plunder.

Then I ran to the opposite side of the deck to take on the next ship. Suddenly I got a shiver of apprehension down my back.

"What's behind me," I instinctively thought. Grabbing Riptide that was in pen form I sprang from my chair and turned around as I uncapped it. My room was just as it had been. My bed was unmade, clothes were sprawled across my floor, the moonlace I got from Calypso was still there, as well as my collection of pictures of my friends from camp on the night stand. Everything was the same, but something felt different. Investigating, I turned around slowly, and suddenly it hit me. There was no noise coming from outside my room, and the smell of my favorite pancakes had vanished. Running to the door hoping my worst nightmare hadn't come true, I went to turn the knob, but it wouldn't budge.

"What!?" I yelled out loud, frantically trying to figure out what was going on.

"You really should pay more attention to the real world." Somebody said from behind me. Whipping around I saw a women my height with curly black hair, a strong physique, and startlingly grey eyes sitting on the desk where I had been moments before. Then realization hit me.

"Athena?" I asked nervously.

"Well at least your petulance and denseness only goes so far," she replied in an irritated tone as she regarded me with disdain in her eyes.

"What are your doing here... in my bedroom?"

"Well," she said, her eyes suddenly burning angrily, "you have not been taking your studies seriously."

Is she referring to my homework and grades, I asked myself in bewilderment.

"Yes, I am." she rebounded, reading my thoughts. With the realization of her knowing what I was thinking, worse things crept their way into my conscience.

"Oh, don't worry, I can't read all of your thoughts," she answered with a smirk that slowly turned deadly. "Just the important ones."

"Uh..."I stalled trying to think of a reason why she was here, and ventured with the obvious, "Why are your here?"

"You see," she began as she got up from my desk, slowly making her way toward me, "If you're going to be dating my daughter, you're going to have to take your studies seriously. Starting with your homework."

Knowing that I had homework that was still needing to be done, I answered, sheepishly, "well, I was just taking a break from it."

"Well, that is done. I'm disgusted with the disregard for your academics. It's not that surprising considering who your father is, but, I expect better from someone dating my daughter. Since you want to take a "break" from your studies , I might as well make it a long one," she said with complete malice.

"Wh..what are you going to do?" I asked, desperately trying to think of a way out of this mess.

"You'll see," she guaranteed, as she touched my forehead, sending my into oblivion.

Yeah! I finished the third chapter! I hope you guys like it, please R&R!

Thanks,

Annabeth7