Daughter of Madness

AN: hey guys I hope you liked the first chapter of my story, and that if I don't uploads as much recently its due to college essays most likely, btw college in great Britain is like the end of high school I think..

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or the plot, I only own my OC Ophelia Anderson

Chapter 2: Umbrella and magic mushrooms anyone?

I didn't know what they were talking about. All I knew was that I was in trouble again.

As soon as Mrs. Dodds was sure poor little, Nancy was okay, promising to get her a new shirt at the museum gift shop, etc. , etc. , Mrs. Dodds turned on us. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if we had done something wrong, which is completely ridiculous it was Nancy fault for being a grade A loser.

"Now, honey-" she choked out in her smokers raspy voice

"I know, " I grumbled.

"A month erasing workbooks. " Percy mumbled

That wasn't the right thing to say, as she clearly glared at us almost like she was wishing us a slow painful death.

"Come with me, " Mrs. Dodds said. Hmmm no thanks lady not today.

"Wait!" Grover yelped. "It was me. I pushed her. " Way to go G man, now you chose the time to be courageous?

Percy stared at him, stunned. He couldn't believe he was trying to cover for us. Mrs. Dodds scared Grover to death. That's some gryffindor loyalty Grover, I approve my thoughts sneered.

She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trembled. I take it back we now have a trembling chin in our presence.

"I don't think so, Mr. Underwood, " she said.

"But-" Come on G man! Mamma don't need detention

"You-will-stay-here. " What a doushnut (its pronounced exactly as its written its my own little word I say)

Grover looked at us desperately. Well then.. Looks like mamma has got detention great.

"It's okay, man, " Percy told him. Good O'l Percy for being loving.

"Thanks for trying. " I say in my most positive voice, which FYI isn't positive.

"Honey, " Mrs. Dodds barked at us. "Now. " Lady you need to find your chill I mean seriously.

Nancy Bobofit smirked at us, payback will arrive later Nancy.

Then I turned to face Mrs. Dodds, but she wasn't there. She was standing at the museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at us to come on.

How'd she get there so fast? I think we have a gym enthusiast here.. Great.

Percy was just staring ahead a little creepily, so I nudged him ahh I know what it was its the brilliant thing called ADHD taking its toll, I feel you Jackson. He gave me an accusing look as I just stared at him so I rolled my eyes and pointed at the she devil as he quickly understood. Teen boys I sneered to myself

I wasn't so sure.

We went after Mrs. Dodds.

Halfway up the steps, I glanced back at Grover. He was looking pale, cutting his eyes between me Percy and Mr. Brunner, like he wanted Mr. Brunner to notice what was going on, but Mr. Brunner was absorbed in his novel. OMG it was harry potter I approve Brunner I approve.

I looked back up. Mrs. Dodds had disappeared again. She was now inside the building, at the end of the entrance hall. What a speedy lady, id like to be that fast, it reminds me of flash the superhero although batman is cooler, wait thor is the best I finally decided as I was walking up the steps. Percy gave me an odd look so I just made a face at him and off we went on our jolly adventures.

Okay, I thought. She's going to make me buy a new shirt for Nancy at the gift shop. I will buy the most hideous thing there.

But apparently that wasn't the plan. How swell.

We followed her deeper into the museum. When we finally caught up to her, we were back in the Greek and Roman section. How nice naked people and weapons, exactly what I need on a Tuesday.

Except for us, the gallery was empty.

Mrs. Dodds stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek gods. She was making this weird noise in her throat, like growling. Maybe she needs some throat sweets I heard a cold was going around.

Even without the noise, I would've been nervous. It's weird being alone with a teacher, especially Mrs. Dodds. Something about the way she looked at the frieze, as if she wanted to pulverize it... Okay I Ophelia Anderson admit to being nervous, who wouldn't be?

"You've been giving us problems, honey, " she said in her gravelly voice. Throat sweets lady, throat sweets.

I did the safe thing. I said, "Yes, ma'am. " way to play it cool Ophelia

She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it?" umm lady, I only sat there whist she did the macarena chill.

The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil.

She's a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she's going to hurt me. My thoughts tried to reassure me whilst failing miserably.

"I'll-I'll try harder, ma'am. " you can only try your best Perc, I smiled at him poor guy. My heart went out to him.

Thunder shook the building. I may need an umbrella.

"We are not fools,Ophelia Anderson and Percy Jackson, " Mrs. Dodds said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain. "

I didn't know what she was talking about. But man was she talking crazy.

All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy Percy been selling out of my dorm room. Or the fact that I have parties which people from colleges come to, or that I sneak in grape soda during classes. Or maybe they'd realized I got my essay on Katniss Everdeen from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book.

"Well?" she demanded.

"Ma'am, I don't... " I spat out quickly.

"Your time is up, " she hissed.

Holy Moses.

Then the weirdest thing happened. Her eyes began to glow like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice me to ribbons. I have not seen an episode like this on supernatural where are Sam and dean when you need them?

Then things got even stranger.

Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen and a bracelet in his hand. There is sassy then there is crazy, sorry Mr. Brunner you've joined the crazy wagon.

"What ho,Opehlia, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen and bracelet through the air.

Mrs. Dodds lunged at us.

With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the bracelet out of the air, whilst she was attacking Percy I saw lots of charms so I touched these weird twin sword things, HOLY MOSES swords are in my hands.. I repeat swords are in my hands. I've seen these in the museums I swear.

Mrs. Dodds spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes.

My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the twin swords.

She snarled, "Die, honey!"

And she flew straight at me.

Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that came naturally: I swung the swords, Percy sword went through her shoulder as both of my swords went through her chest, holy.. Im an assassin I must be.

Mrs. Dodds was a sand castle in a power fan. She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur and a dying screech and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me. Supernatural prepared me for that not the dust maybe but the creepy eyes, although Crowley is the only deomn I can tolerate.

It was just me and Percy.

There was a bracelet in my hand and a ballpoint in Percy.

Mr. Brunner wasn't there. Nobody was there but us.

My hands were still trembling. My lunch must've been contaminated with magic mushrooms or some-thing. I've always wanted to trip a unicorn not a demon thing.

Had I imagined the whole thing? I must of.

I went back outside.

It had started to rain.

Great. I knew that I needed an umbrella.

Grover was sitting by the fountain, a museum map tented over his head. He also needed an umbrella, I feel you G man. Nancy Bobofit was still standing there, soaked from her swim in the fountain and brilliant dance routine, grumbling to her ugly friends. When she saw me, she said, "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your butt. "

I said, "Who?" she must have had the mushrooms too.

"Our teacher. Duh!"

I blinked. We had no teacher named Mrs. Kerr. I asked Nancy what she was talking about. It was definitely the mushrooms.

She just rolled her eyes and turned away.

Percy asked Grover where Mrs. Dodds was.

He said, "Who?" maybe everyone has had these mushrooms.

But he paused first, and he wouldn't look at us, so I thought he was messing with us.

"Not funny, man, " I told him.

"This is serious. " Percy grumbled. Percy is in his moody stage great.

Thunder boomed overhead.

I saw Mr. Brunner sitting under his red umbrella, read-ing his book, as if he'd never moved. He's lucky he has an umbrella to be honest.

Percy and I went over to him.

He looked up, a little distracted. "Ah, that would be my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Mr. Jackson. And thank you for returning my friends bracelet Miss Anderson I hope you liked the charms"

I handed Mr. Brunner his bracelet. I hadn't even realized I was still holding it.

"Sir, " I said,

"Where's Mrs. Dodds?" Percy asked softly.

He stared at us blankly. "Who?" don't fool me old man, I'm on to you.

"The other chaperone. Mrs. Dodds. The pre-algebra teacher. "

He frowned and sat forward, looking mildly concerned. "Percy, there is no Mrs. Dodds on this trip. As far as I know, there has never been a Mrs. Dodds at Yancy Academy. Are you feeling all right?"

What the hell was going on?