AN: Five more reviews till the next chapter. Guess what? You find out what's in the vault! Yaay!!
From the inside of the townhouse you would have never expected the vault to be the size it was. It expanded for hundreds of yards and it had all the things that a half-blood would ever need. There was a length of wall devoted to nectar and ambrosia. The other side had weapons of all different kinds that seemed to just radiate energy from them. Next to the weapons were statues that had different kinds of armor on them. Their armor supply had a rainbow of colors, from black to a soft gold. There were also little archery range targets and dummies to practice with swords.
"Wow," Alex muttered.
"Yeah, we had a sorceress friend of ours transport this from our regular house to here, while we are here," Percy explained, grinning in pride.
"Where do you keep it?" Thalia asked, anxiously.
"Calm down, Thalia, you'd think we lose a lot of things," Percy replied.
"But you do lose a lot of things," she retorted.
"Oh… that's right, we do. That's not the point, it's over here," he explained, pointing to a section of plain wall.
They did the thing with their pen and earring again and this time the wall slid into the rest of the wall and it revealed a small little room with armor and weapons in it. Thalia hurried over to some armor and she looked over it and took it down. She handed Alex and me some of the full armor and the kept the other suit for herself. My armor was a light silver color and when I put it on a moon appeared on the front. My helmet had a gold plume on it going vertically.
Alex looked forbidding in her armor. It was a mahogany color with the cadecus on the front and a red plume on her armor. She seemed to be at ease in it and she looked like a true warrior. Thalia was just plain scary. She had dark black armor with a lightning bolt on her chest plate and an electric blue plume. When we had finished putting on the armor Thalia walked over to the wall and pulled down three shields. The shields all turned the same colors as our armor and took on our parent's symbol. Finally she pulled down a glowing silver arrow and handed it to me.
"What's this?" I asked.
"It's the arrow that you need to kill Ouranos," she replied.
"With one shot?" I exclaimed, incredulously.
"It's magic, of course! Do you really think that you would be able kill Ouranos with one shot from a puny arrow?" she answered, "he one of the first ever immortals and you were thinking that we would let you go it alone?"
"Well, maybe…." I muttered, quietly.
"Thalia, leave the poor kid alone, it's hard enough to be the decision maker for the entire human race," Annabeth interjected, "and Jon don't worry, if Percy can save the world then you will have no trouble doing it."
"Hey!" Percy protested and we all laughed.
"Thalia, you guys need to rest up before you go defeat Ouranos," Annabeth urged, "you all look so exhausted. Everyone's destiny is intertwined with yours so you must make the right decision."
"Fine, we'll stay for three days, but no longer," Thalia agreed.
Percy and Annabeth led us to our rooms the minute Thalia agreed. I was going to be sleeping in the room next to Alex's and it was connected by a balcony, overlooking their small backyard. I did not realize how tired I was until I sat down on the bed to get a feel for it. Almost immediately I wanted to "test" the pillow for softness and I fell asleep quickly. My dream came quickly to me:
I was running through a forest, but this time it didn't look like the one from Camp Half-Blood. The one at Camp Half-Blood was healthy and thriving, this one had dead and dying trees and the forest floor was covered by dead leaves. I could only see five feet past the trees, but I could hear strange sounds coming from beyond. I didn't know why I was running, but I knew that I shouldn't stop.
"Haha," an old, bitter voice laughed, "the young hero comes to defeat me, but he does not know that the gods are planning his own demise. Are you so naïve, young hero, that you would kill me for the glory of your killers?"
"Who are you?" I shouted, but I had a feeling in the back of my mind that I knew exactly who it was.
"You know who I am," he replied, "the gods cower in fear from the power that you possess. You defied one of their prophecies and they did not believe you, they fear that power. But I would honor the wielder of that power above anyone else. I could give you anything you want, money, cars, girls…. Or your father."
"What have you done to him?" I yelled. Somehow this thing knew that I had always imagined meeting my father and being taken away from the orphanage and living a care-free lifestyle with him.
"I haven't done anything," the voice chuckled, "maybe he is the one that came to me."
"No! My father is a mortal!" I screamed, getting angry at him.
"Naïve hero, you know that what I say is true, join me and you will find out what true power is," he offered.
"No! Never," this thing was getting me angry.
"Fine!" the voice roared getting angry, "but you will join me, now be gone with you!"
I woke up in a sweat, panting hard. I had sweat through my sheets and now they were sticking closely to me. I opened the door that led to the balcony and I let the cool night breeze wash over me and take away my thoughts. I was in deep thought when Alex came outside.
"Are you okay?" she asked worriedly.
"Yes, I am," I replied and she looked at me like she knew I was lying.
"No, you're not, I heard you talking in your sleep and then you screamed. Jon, you need to tell me what happened, maybe I can help," she corrected me, sternly.
I told her about my dream and she looked at me in horror. Then recovering from her initially shock she seemed to go into deep thought.
"Are you sure it was Ouranos?" she inquired, slowly.
"Yeah, pretty sure because I'm not out to kill anyone else," I answered, "well, I think I'm not out to kill anyone else."
"Jon, he's probably just trying to trick you into joining your dad," she explained, "I mean your dad was a mortal. Unless Ouranos already has an army with mortals in it he would not have your dad with him."
"What if my dad is not a mortal?" I asked.
"Then we would probably know by now. You don't show any other traits of a different kind of being other than human. I mean your mom is a god, but you would show traits of the thing that your father is. If someone's mother was a nymph and their father a mortal then that child would still have a connection with the trees, just like demi-gods have powers acquired from their parents," she said, quickly.
"I guess," I replied, slowly. I left Alex on the balcony and I returned to my bed, this time sleeping without my sweat-soaked sheets.
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