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FRANK

TWANG.

An arrow hit the tree trunk and scarred it deeply.

TWANG.

Another arrow whizzed straight through a log and out again.

Frank smiled to himself. He loved archery. As the third arrow zoomed away (never to return), Frank felt a presence behind him. "Nice work, Fai."

He turned around, thinking it was his grandmother, the only person who called him by his Chinese name. But that was crazy. The monsters had killed her already. It was Hazel. She smiled and said, "Hi."

"How did you-"

"I heard your grandmother call you that. Oh - sorry. If I brought back any sad memories."

"No, no. That's okay. You still have my stick?"

Hazel tapped her coat pocket. "Don't worry. It's safe with me."

"How long do we have to stay here?" asked Frank. He wanted to leave immediately, and part of him wanted to strangle Leo for making the ship crash into a rock or sea stack and delaying them. We're losing time here! We need to go. The rest of the world could be dying.

Hazel shrugged. "As long as they finish the ship, I guess." She slipped her hand into his and smiled. "Don't worry. I promise we'll all be safe."

Then Frank had a worrying thought wavering in his head, An oath to keep with a final breath. He sighed and aimed one more arrow. It zoomed through the first arrow he shot and scarred the tree trunk even deeper. "Where are the others?"

"Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper and Leo are with Gobber, the blacksmith. Why aren't you with them?"

"Ah, needed some alone thinking time."

"Come on, Zhang." Hazel took his hand and they ran deeper into the forest.

LEO

Birds of a feather flock together... Ha! More like... blacksmiths with hammers, make swords together. Much better.

Leo and his friends met Gobber, the village blacksmith, and Hiccup showed them how Gobber made a blade. Well, Hazel and a Frank were off doing something. So not all his friends. They were outside of the blacksmith shop. Gobber turned to Percy and said, "I didn't see your blade properly."

"Huh?" asked Percy. "Oh, my sword." He pulled his sword from his makeshift scabbard and Gobber stared at it longingly. "Wow... look at that blade, laddie! Can I..." Then Percy nodded, and passed it to Gobber. "Amazing this is! It's perfectly well balanced, as if it were made just for you. Well, it was..." then Percy winked mischievously at them. Leo couldn't help it. Of course, he would've made a better blade, but Percy's sword was way cool. The Greek hero, Heracles, once held it in his hand. Leo wanted that honour.

"Hey, lad..." said Gobber suspiciously.

"Yeah?" asked Percy.

"What's this writing 'ere?" The Berkian blacksmith pointed at the Ancient Greek writing, and Leo translated in his head instantly, like most Greek demigods could. Percy said, "Oh, that? In my... language... that says Riptide, so... that's the name of my sword."

"Good name. Hiccup here has a decent sword as well."

"I know, right?" said Leo. "It's supercool, with supercool flames. How does that work?"

"I- guess... I better show you." Hiccup began to blush as he unclipped his hilt and it showed the flaming blade. "Well, if you use the other side, Zippleback gas comes out, with a very nasty effect."

"Cool!" grinned Leo. "Hey, can I borrow?"

"Okay." Hiccup passed Leo his sword, and as soon as he did, he began to sing the Star Wars theme. "Guys, guess who I am!" Leo swung the sword around, still singing the song. The Vikings laughed, and the demigods joined in. "I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, and I'm Princess's Leia's only hope! I'm Luke Skywalker, the Last Jedi, son of Anakin Skywalker, also Darth Vader the evil Sith who wants to destroy the galaxy! And he's my dad too! Wait - I said that already! Never mind!" Then he made finger guns and shot them at everyone. "I'm Han Solo and... forget about dogs being man's best friends! Put in Wookiees instead!"

Hiccup grinned as Leo tossed back the sword.

"Leo, what an amazing impression of Star Wars," giggled Piper.

"Especially when you ditch dogs are man's best friend," said Percy, then Leo heard him mutter, "But hellhounds work better."

"Leo, you're funny!' said Annabeth. "Oh my gods, the impressions..."

"What's Star... Star Wars?" asked Astrid.

"Oh, YOU DONT KNOW STAR WARS?" asked Leo. "Just jokes. But seriously, it's real. And it's awesome."

"It seems interesting," said Astrid.

Then Gobber showed them a double-bladed axe. Leo whistled at it. As the son of the forge god, he liked to judge well-made weapons, like the rest of his siblings. "Wow, dude! Cool axe."

"One of my proudest, lad," Gobber beamed proudly as he ruffled Leo's hair. "Took me ten years to perfect. Laddie, it takes years of skill and practice to make little babies like these. I've been making them for twenty years."

Leo smirked, and Percy, Annabeth, Piper, Jason and Hiccup looked at him encouragingly. "Want to do a bet? Let's see if I can make something as wicked as that in less than ten years."

Gobber grinned back. "Fine! But trust me, laddie - you've the spirit, but it takes year after promising year to make these kind of things."

Leo shot a finger gun at Gobber and muttered, "Promising years? More like a promising hour - or less."

"Just don't come back whining to me if you lose," said Gobber.

PERCY

Percy had to admit that Leo was the best blacksmith in the universe, even though he could be a bit showy. He disappeared into the forge, and they waited an hour, and Percy heard bangs and clangs, and the yellow and orange flames.

"Is this Leo your best blacksmith?" asked Astrid, Hiccup's girlfriend.

"Best is an understatement," said Jason. "He's only fifteen-"

"WHAT?" asked Astrid. "And he can do all... that?" Astrid gestured to the blacksmith's forge, where the banging and clanging had increased volume and easily filled the ears of both demigods and Vikings. It was almost deafening.

"Hey!" said Hiccup. "I could blacksmith when I was fifteen."

Then Leo came back, with a double-bladed axe that looked exactly the same as Gobber's. His mouth opened with shock. All the demigods grinned. Astrid gaped too. "Busted!" said Leo. "Want to test its durability?" Leo swung the axe at Gobber. Luckily, he parried the lunge, but the axe head had gotten clean off. "Laddie," said Gobber. "What the- I mean, how did you do it?"

Leo smirked again, and he disappeared into the forge and returned with a freshly made sword, with a shining blade and dragons engraved on the hilt. He also came back with a knife, also with a shining blade. "Also I took my free time to make these little babies. No pay, no credit card, no cash. It's on the house, dude. It's free! What a bargain at Leo Valdez's Blacksmith Shop!"

Gobber and the Vikings gawked and gaped in their shock. Percy and his friends applauded, and Leo took a bow. "Thank you! Thank you!" Then Gobber shock turned to a smile. "Well, lad, if you want more, you're free to stop by my forge!"

Leo grinned. "Well, that's Leo Valdez for you!"

"How could you do that so fast?" asked Astrid.

"I have my ways." Leo strolled around and said, "Am I not supercool?"

Astrid turned to Percy, who shrugged and said, "Don't worry, Leo's like that a lot, but he really is a funny guy."

Suddenly, Percy a small familiar 'neigh' behind him. Gods... is that... he turned around and swore he saw a pure black mane. "Wait here guys... can I do a little sightseeing? Alone?" He added as Annabeth looked at him suspiciously. "Don't worry... I'll be fine."

Hiccup looked uncertain, but he nodded. Leo whistled and said, "Just yelp if you need help! Gee that rhymes..." Then Leo lowered his voice and said, "Apollo would be proud..."

Percy ran towards the black mane, which was behind a Viking house. Sure enough, it was Blackjack, neighing with delight and recognition. Percy put a finger to his lips, whispered "Shhh," then approached him, and stroked him. "Hey, Blackjack. Good to see you're here."

Of course, boss. Couldn't leave you here with the weird demigods and the freaky men with horny helmets. And seriously, boss, those strange beasts of theirs need to get a life! I couldn't find a place to park!

Percy chuckled. "Those were dragons Blackjack. And don't call me boss!"

Sure thing, boss, the pegasus neighed.

Percy rolled his eyes, thinking He'll never learn, then whispered, "Hey, how did you find me?"

I just can, boss. You were in some strange place, and I thought you could need some horse help maybe. Hey, where are the doughnuts? Maybe a sugar cube would be helpful for my service. Blackjack looked around the Viking village, and Percy smirked. "There are no doughnut shops here, and there is no such thing as sugar cubes." Percy expected it - an indignant neigh, then: See ya, boss! If ya need me to save you, you know who to call! I'll be camping out near, boss! Then Blackjack disappeared deeper into the forest. Percy sighed, grinning then headed back to the rest of his friends, both demigod and mortal Viking. Suddenly... Hiccup's black dragon, the Night Fury called Toothless, leapt out to Percy and began to lick him all over his face and shirt. His cheeks, orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and Camp Half-Blood necklace were splattered in dragon saliva. "Yuck! Why did you do that?" He was then helped up by some laughing demigods, a laughing Gobber and Astrid and an annoyed Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third.

"Toothless! Don't do that! You know that doesn't wash out! Sorry, Percy." Then Toothless began to lick him, and Hiccup was wet with Night Fury slobber all over.

Percy grinned. "You have experience?" It reminded Percy of his first year at Camp Half-Blood, when Clarisse, daughter of Ares, was about to do a swirly in the toilet, and he became Supreme Lord of the Bathroom. It still brought an embarrassment to Percy, thinking about it.

Hiccup sighed. "He does that to me almost every day. Yeah - I have experience."

Part of Percy couldn't believe what Toothless just did. Well, yeah, he got licked all over, but he was nice and friendly and a very tame dragon. Dragons were very similar to drakons, and they were both ferocious monsters that wanted to kill demigods and demigods had to fight them and dispel their essence to Tartarus, spirit of the abyss and very, very horrible pit (Percy grimaced at the memory. It was a memory that would go to him to his grave). Hiccup said he and the Vikings of Berk trained dragons and rode them and were welcomed in Viking culture. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for modern American demigods. Percy didn't plan to tell him that demigods fought dragons because they were considered as monsters, and that some times, the demigods of Camp Half-Blood had some very tricky issues with them.

Leo grinned. "Hiccup told me Night Fury saliva has very special healing properties. You feelin' godly?"

In his head, Percy thought, I'm feeling half-godly, because I am half-god... but then Percy began to sweat heavily. He felt the Earth sucking him in, Gaia messing with him. "Aaah... shut up," he muttered.

"What?" asked Astrid, raising an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Ah... nothing. Thought I felt something in the ground," Percy lied. All the demigods stopped talking and looked at Percy with looks of uncertainty, but Percy knew he was talking about Gaia. Astrid didn't look like she believed. "You're lying," she noted.

"I'm not. Honestly, I'm not."

"I can sniff out liars, you know," said Astrid. "I always have practice with Snotlout, so I know you are lying."

"What? No!" said Percy. Fortunately, Hiccup came to his defence by pushing her gently away. Percy mouthed a thank you, but he knew what Astrid mouthed, See me before nightfall. Alone.

Percy looked around. That girl Astrid was nowhere to be seen. Then...

"I'm here... what was your name again?" Astrid sounded suspicious, as if Percy would just strike her at any moment.

"Percy Jackson."

"Percy Jackson." Astrid repeated that name like an incantation. Then she held her battleaxe closer to Percy. "You don't sound like a Viking. Who are you?"

"We come in peace, Astrid. That's your name, right?" Percy got out his sword, and kept it close to him. Astrid shook her head. "I don't like that sword."

"It's bronze," said Percy. "It's called Riptide."

"I don't like the fact that it glows. No-one appears on our island with glowing swords. And... your friend Leo made weapons incredibly quick. One exactly like Gobber's. How?"

"He has a special talent... I don't exactly know it's full details?"

Astrid backed away. "Fine. I don't trust you, though. Hiccup does, so I'll keep my nose clean and I'll stay out of your way. I don't trust you."

"Received and entirely understood," nodded Percy.

Then, Hiccup arrived on the scene, on Toothless's back.

"What is it?" asked Percy and Astrid in unison.

"Hazel and Frank are in trouble!"