Percy

Percy didn't like the idea of leaving his friends behind. But he knew in his heart that Juno was right.

Annabeth coughed, "So how long until we reach Athens?"

Percy, smiled at her, "I don't know, depends how the currents flowing. Probably half a day. We're moving at 27 knots. That's quick for a ship!"

Jason turned and looked at him and then the others, "We need help, I'm sure that there'll be some more pleasant surprises, and then Gaia herself. I just don't think we can do this. We need the gods, and quick."

Leo rolled his eyes, "How do we reach them? They're all still schizophrenic. There isn't a god helpline you know!"

Hazel intervened, "Jason could ask his dad. So could I. And Percy. Then we would have 3 major gods on our side."

Percy's eyes sparkled inquisitively. Annabeth groaned. "Seaweed brain has an idea. Just what we need!"

"Poseidon's palace isn't far. I could swim there! In maybe half an hour there and back. I could persuade him to call a meeting of the gods.

Then Jason promised to contact his dad, by iris message. He went below deck to make the call. Percy went and gathered his stuff up, ready to make the trip, and Annabeth followed him.

Percy gathered up the things he would need. Drachmas, just in case, you never know. Annabeth coughed, "Percy do you think this is a good idea?"

"I know, I know, I don't want to be separated either, but it has to be done. Jason is right. We need the gods." He smiled, and nervously swapped his pen into his other pocket.

"We do. I know. I just don't want to let you go. Come on, let's go above deck." She flashed him a smile, and he followed her on deck.

…..

"Any luck?" Jason asked.

Hazel answered, "Sorry, no. Hades refused to agree. I couldn't do any more. I'm sorry." Hazel looked at the ground ashamed.

"Festus is down for some time. He definitely won't be able to fly to Athens." Leo announced.

Jason continued. "Zeus agreed to do it. But he said that we are in his debt. And he isn't happy, at all."

"Just what we need, an angry king of gods." Percy murmured.

Annabeth looked sad, "Come on Seaweed Brain," she pecked him on the cheek. "Off you go. And straight back please. No detours, and no dying."

Percy suppressed laughter. "Yes, Mrs Chase. No detours, no dying." Percy parroted.

…..

Percy dived into the ocean, and he immediately felt the cold run up to his face. He pushed through the ocean, allowing for it to part. Soon he created a bubble, to make it easier to go through the ocean. He could feel the currents becoming harder to control.

Suddenly he felt something push him strongly. He was flung off path, and try as he might, could not push back. He was hopelessly floating the wrong way, through a shoal of fish, looking at him strangely. His bubble popped, but he felt the pushing ease. He immediately tried to go back where he wanted to go. At first he made good progress, but soon the force was back, and once again he was made to return to the same place. It was hopeless.

Then the water tugged him down, and he saw a reef, and a marble archway. Oh great, another underwater kingdom. As he neared the archway, a weird creature exited. It had a human upper body, and a fish like body from waist down. On its head perched some horns, sprouting at least a metre from its head. Like mermaids with bull horns.

A deep voice bellowed, "Hello Perseus Jackson. I am the King Merdoc of the Potamoi, son of Oceanus."

Percy groaned. His dad had been complaining about Oceanus and his other Titans, who were trying to trouble him.

"What an unexpected visitor. How pleasant." The so-called king appeared. He had long black hair, and cold sea blue eyes. He was muscular, and had the same fishtails and horns as the other creatures, but bigger. He made a flicking gesture with his hands. Within seconds some more unusual shaped creatures emerged from the archway, and darted towards him. He guessed that these were the Potamoi. They held small curved swords and handcuffes. Percy knew that these were not friendly creatures. He shoved the water, and the two were hurled backwards, letting go of their swords as they crashed into some vibrant sea urchins.

Merdoc laughed and immediately the water above Percy pulled him downwards. Percy resisted and stopped. He smiled, and broke free, rocketing towards the king. He flung the king sideways, and with his full force knocked him into the marble arch. Just then a horde of Potamoi charged at him, with their curved swords. He felt the water being compressed from all sides. As he faded he knew this was what it felt like to be at mercy to death. He closed his eyes and thought of Annabeth. With all his might he smashed the water backwards. But the water barely budged.

Then the pressure rapidly decreased and he was released. He watched as all the Potamoi were washed away. He turned round and saw his dad's army, lead by Tyson and Poseidon himself. Percy waved at Tyson as he rushed towards him, embracing him.

"Hey Tyson, how are you? How's dad, and how's the forges? Wait, aren't you meant to be at camp with Ella?" Percy asked.

"PERCY! I'm good, and daddy is here. I was at camp with Ella, who is pretty," Tyson blushed. "But then daddy called me. He said I was needed as general of the Cyclops army again." Then he frowned, "Daddy is in trouble. We need to go straight back to his palace."

Percy glanced at his dad. His trident was grasped in his right hand, and he was controlling the ocean, and talking to the King of the Potamoi. Poseidon turned and looked straight into Percy's eyes. For a second his appearance flickered and he became a more muscular, yet mean looking version of himself. Neptune. Then his appearance once more flickered, and changed back to Poseidon. Poseidon frowned, like he had a bad headache. Percy guessed this schizophrenia was still troubling the Gods. He rushed over.

"Son. Whatever reason you have for being here, we will discuss at the palace. We must go. Oceanus, Merdoc's master, Titan of the sea, and his minions are troubling me and I am losing many troops." He gestured to his army. "This is all that is left."

As Percy glanced around, he noticed just how small the army was to previously. Poseidon's underwater realm was troubled once again. Percy felt guilty about the request he was going to make- when his father clearly need to focus his attention here. But that was just one of the prices he would have to pay to defeat Gaea.