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Frank

Frank winced in pain as he put weight on his cut ankle as he moved forward towards the Acropolis Park. He had used up all his ambrosia, and he didn't want to ask anyone else for some- they all needed it. Plus, they were two minutes away from the park, and he could have some then.

Hazel walked beside him. Frank could almost close his eyes, block out everything else, and pretend it was just him and Hazel, on a romantic walk through a park. Hazel soon nudged him with her elbow. Frank opened his eyes and saw the Argo II setting down on the grass. That must have been Leo, returning from park Dasos. Piper had iris-messaged Jason, and had told them what had happened. Hurrying now, all pain forgotten, Frank arrived at the park. Jason sprinted forward. Frank frowned, wondering what had happened. Then he saw it too. With a yelp he ran forward, Hazel right behind him.

Lying on the ground was a motionless Percy, his shirt soaked with blood, his eyes closed. An arrow stuck out from his chest. Annabeth was kneeling before him, yelling his name, Piper beside her. A Greek demigod, a healer from the Apollo cabin, was pouring nectar on the wound. Jason, Frank and Hazel all ran up to them, Leo soon behind them after having left the Argo II.

"What happened?" Hazel exclaimed. Annabeth didn't seem to have heard her, still crying Percy's name frantically. Piper looked up at them, concern etched over her face.

"We don't know. Annabeth and Percy had gone off to do whatever they had needed to do, and then just a few minutes ago, Annabeth came back, supporting a half-conscious, bleeding Percy." She explained. She looked at the healer. "How is he Will?"

The healer, Will, looked up at them after carefully finishing wrapping the bandage. "He's in a stable condition now. Don't worry, after a good night's rest, with a little help from some ambrosia and nectar, he should be fine." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "He's lucky though. The arrow hit wasn't a fatal shot. If it had been a little bit higher, we may have lost him." Will added grimly, before calling some helpers and taking Percy towards the make shift infirmary on a stretcher.

…

Two hours later, and evening had settled, the glowing sun receding in the pinky-orange sky. They had all gathered around Percy, who was now conscious and holding hands with Annabeth, grinning.

"You idiot, Seaweed Brain! You almost had me scared th-" Annabeth broke off, choking slightly. Percy pulled her in for a hug, kissing her on the forehead.

"Ah, c'mon Wise Girl." Percy smiled at her. Annabeth coughed and straightened up, but didn't let go of Percy's hand.

Frank looked at them curiously. "What were you guys doing anyway?" Percy's smile faded.

"Umm, well, we were trying to find some friends to help us. We asked this centaur for help, and…. Well things turned nasty." Everyone nodded, not pressing the matter.

Piper smiled. "So Tityos was defeated?" Jason nodded, before Piper continued. "And Leo, you know where the enemy base is? The Kobaloi told you?"

"Yup. Northwards, near a place called Lamia."

Annabeth looked wary. "There are legends about a creature, an enchantress, called Lamia. The place was named after her. Who knows what kind of creatures are there at their base?" Everyone looked at each other, uncomfortable.

"Well, I suppose that's it for today. We should all rest up, get ready for tomorrow." Piper said brightly.

But despite everything that had happened, Frank wasn't tired. He was energetic and alert, almost like he was on godly caffeine. And then it hit him. They knew where the giants' camp was. It was nearly night. It was almost like Mars had given him this energy boost, to do this very thing. Actually Mars probably had.

"Wait! I have an idea." Frank exclaimed. Everyone looked at him. He continued. "We know where the base is. I could take some of my siblings, take a scout out of their base, give us an edge."

Jason looked doubtful. "Are you sure? I mean, it's gonna be dangerous-"

"Yes." Frank cut him off. "I am sure. I've gotta feeling this is important, like Mars wants me to do this."

Annabeth shrugged. "It's not a bad idea. If you're okay with it Frank, then why not?" Frank smiled.

"I'm coming too." Said Hazel determinedly. Frank shook his head.

"No. You should get some rest. You'd be great, but I'm getting the feeling Mars wants it to be just me and my siblings." It was the truth. As much as Frank would like Hazel to come, or any of the seven, the voice of Mars/Ares that had almost disappeared from his head since Venice had come back, telling him what he needed to do.

Leo clapped him on the back. "Good luck man. You'll need to take the ship there. I'll tell Festus where you need to go."

…..

Night had fallen, a cloak of darkness on the land. Frank crept off the ship silently. They had landed behind a cluster of trees, hidden by the darkness. Not too far away was the giants' base. Miles long, full of tents and flickering flames. From their slightly elevated position, Frank could see Venti, Hippalectryon, Dracaenae, Harpies, Empousai and many more twisted, strange, scary monsters that Frank had never heard of before in his life. He turned around and saw Clarisse, a Greek daughter of Ares, behind him along with two of her siblings.

When Annabeth had introduced Clarisse to Frank, it had been pretty scary. Luckily, Clarisse seemed to take a liking to him: 'A roman praetor, and son of Mars!' And Clarisse was pretty handy, already coming up with strategies to get into the base.

"Come on." She whispered gruffly. "Lets go."

Quietly, the four of them crept towards the camp. There were dracaenae stationed around the perimeter every hundred metres, holding long thin spears. Lucky for them, the defences weren't too strong yet. Either because the giants thought no one knew where their base was, or they thought no one would be stupid enough to try and enter. Possibly both.

Quickly, Clarisse took out a small bronze grenade from her backpack, and threw it far to the left. The moment it touched the ground, smoke started to emerge from it, noiselessly. It wasn't a lot, otherwise that might make it clear there was an intruder. But enough to cause a distraction. Several dracaenae, including the one nearest to Frank, slithered off to check what was happening. Taking their chance, Frank and his siblings sprinted into the base.

Once inside the base, they had to be even more careful. Despite creeping around, sticking to the shadows, Frank was terrified of being discovered. He realised if they were going to get a good map of the base, they would need to split up.

One of his siblings, Ryan, a big hefty fellow, nodded. "Agreed. Meet back here in an hour. Don't be late, otherwise we'll assume you've been caught."

With that, they all went into different directions. Frank turned into a pigeon, pecking on the ground, to reduce the chances of being caught.

Frank knew this was just a scouting mission, but Frank had an idea. They were here, and if he could just find the armoury…

Deep in thought, Frank stopped in his tracks when he heard a deep, sinister voice coming from the nearest tent, almost a growl.

"You tell me this now! You have failed me, Scylor!" The voice roared. Immediately Frank knew that it was the voice of a giant.

Frank crept around, still in pigeon form, locating a crack in the tent. He peeked inside. There he saw a monstrous creature, with the lower body of a bear, and the claws of one too. His back, which was muscular and scarred, was facing Frank. Opposite him, kneeling on the floor of the tent, was a serpentine man, with a forked tongue and a greenish hue to his skin.

"Forgive me, my lord Agrius. Unfortunately it is true. The two children, separated from the rest, with the help of the satyr, managed to defeat Moros, and obtain the spear." The serpentine man, Scylor, spoke.

An electric tingle ran up his spine as Frank realised they were talking about him, Piper and Grover.

The bear-man, Agrius, bellowed in rage, and swiped in fury, gashing Scylor's face.

"I shall not kill you Scylor." He fumed. "You have been useful, and may prove to be so in the future as well. But be careful: I shall not be so forgiving if you fail me again."

Scylor bowed his head. "Thank you, my lord, you are most kind."

Agrius looked at Scylor sharply. "And what of Aida?"

"She is still…. unaccounted for. Ever since we replaced her with Moros as guardian, she has not been sighted."

Agrius snarled. "Yes, you fool, but what if she tells the demigods of how to use the spear! She is one of the few who knows! The demigods must not be allowed to have such knowledge."

"Yes, my lord, but Aida is a little known deity, spirit of modesty, reverence and respect. She has always kept to herself, doing little else other than guard the spear. Unless she is sought after, which is unlikely as few now know of her, even less know she was guardian, certainly not demigods; well other than that she will not appear to the demigods with no calling to help. No, I think we are safe in that regard."

Agrius snorted. "Very well. You are bad company, Scylor. I wish to go talk to my brothers now."

Realising what that meant, Frank quickly flew away before Agrius could leave the tent and spot him. Frank's mind was still reeling from what he had just heard. This information… this could help them, finally, they could learn how to use the spear and why it was so important. But right now, he needed to find the armoury. He hadn't finished what he needed to do. Suddenly he spotted Clarisse, along with Ryan and Mack, the fourth sibling, crouching down in the shadow of a tree, discussing.

He flew down to them, and shape-shifted into human again.

"Woah!" Mack ogled. "How did you just do that?"

Frank smiled, embarrassed. "Uh, I can change form. Ancient gift, ancestor, so on. Not important right now."

Clarisse blinked. "That was cool." She grinned and patted Frank on the back. "I'm liking you more and more."

Frank grinned. Ryan interrupted them. "Together, we think we have a map of this section. The base is too big though to be able to map all of it."

"I was flying above, and to me it seemed like all the sections were identical. It's a pretty ordered base."

Mack nodded. "That's what we thought. Well, that's what we came here for. We should probably go now, before we get caught."

Frank shook his head. "Not yet. Did any of you guys see an armoury?"

"I did." Clarisse responded. "Well I saw quite a few, but the biggest one is not too far from here. You sure you wanna do this?"

"Yeah. Now get to the ship, get it ready. Be waiting to leave. Pass the Greek fire, now, before you leave."

Ryan nodded, and hefted the green packages out of his backpack, handing them to Frank, before they all sprinted off.

Moving quickly and carefully, Frank soon arrived at the armoury. It was a big tent, and Frank could see two venti and a dracaenae standing guard inside.

Swiftly, he stepped inside, surprising the monsters. He stabbed one venti with his short sword, disintegrating it immediately. The dracaenae swirled round, and lunged at him with her spear. Jumping aside, Frank feinted with his sword, before changing its course, aiming at her head. The dracaenae saw it coming though, and deflected it easily, the other venti pushing him backwards on the floor. Just as the dracaenae raised her spear, Frank rolled behind her, got up, and slicing at her two snaky legs.

The dracaenae wailed and collapsed into dust. Frank knew he had to deal with the remaining venti quickly, before back up monsters came. He tried to lunge at the storm spirit, who was shaped as a muscular young man, but the storm spirit pushed him backwards with the air. Unable to get near the storm spirit, Frank waved his sword helplessly. But to strike Frank, the venti had to let down his shield of air, if only for a second. Grabbing this chance, Frank ducked the venti's sword, and then jumped upwards, stabbing at the storm spirit, destroying it.

Mopping his brow, Frank knew he would have to do this quickly. Inside the armoury were rows and rows of spears and swords. Frank figured this would be supplying at least this whole section of the camp. If he could get rid of this; well the demigod's could definitely use an advantage like that. Before any more monsters could come, he threw down the packages of Greek fire in the centre of the tent. He knew he had mere seconds.

With alarming speed, Frank turned into an eagle, before soaring out of the tent towards the Argo II. Behind him, an explosion ripped through the air, leaving only a devastated pile of ashes.

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