Yes, I got the idea from Maximum Ride. I'm tired of people asking!
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Oh, and I just started co-writing this story. Read the author's not at the bottom! I will post my co-writers chapter soon. It's really good!
I sat down on my bed to think. The Athena cabin was quiet, which was great, sbut look out, world- 'never' has come.
I have no, no, no clue what to do. All I know is that I need to find the Gray Soul, the Stone of the Victor, and the Key to the Heavens. But what about the explosion in the library? What about the book? And who knew that I was a demi-god? Not me, specifically, but… It had to be another demi-god. Who else would know all these things? And how would a demi-god know all these things about Athena?
Not a demi-god.
I fell off my bed went ka-thunk on head on the floor.
"Hullo? Anyone home?"
Dang, I feel stupid talking to myself.
I tried for almost another hour for the annoying person in my head to start talking. I gave up after an hour had passed, and I turned back to sulking on my bed.
Moping is more like it.
"Dang it!" I shrieked. "Whoever you are, you have a whacked sense of humor!"
Unfortunately Taylor, my half sister, chose that moment to walk in. She froze and I froze as I realized she had been watching me shout at a person living in my head. Taylor blushed. She crept slowly out of the room silently, probably wondering about crazy ol' Annabeth.
Person, if you can hear me, I am going to call you Fred.
How do you know I'm a boy?
It was true- the person was just talking in a flat voice, like it could be anyone. All righty, I will call you Person from now on.
No response.
OK, I may be smart, but even I can't figure out how there is a person living in my head. A person named Person.
OK, weirdest day of my life. I find a magic book, I find out that Percy was helped by Apollo and is now in the infirmary, not quite woken up yet, and I get Person in my head. What now? I'm no closer to figuring out what the Soul of Fate is.
Windows. What are the windows to the soul?
Well, Person, I guess you have some good uses. Eyes are the windows to the soul, remember, the old proverb?
Person left me alone to figure that one out.
I fell off my bed, again. Seriously. HOW STUPID WAS I? Eyes are the windows to the soul, hello! Brain? Where have you been?
The Gray Soul. The eye of the Graea, the three sisters. Duh! The cab drivers!
So now all I had to do was hitch a ride with the Gray Sisters, distract them, and steal the eye.
Though some part of me wondered vaguely what my mother would want with a slimy old eye, I didn't know.
Oh, and I'd have to make sure that the cab was stopped before I took the eye, or I'd get smashed to my death.
I sat down on my bed and thought. I really wished that Seaweed Brain were here. Too bad he was moping in his cabin.
Well, always look on the bright side of life! At least he's not dead. Or slimy.
I thought about a plan for the next half hour, mulling over impossible ideas. I felt sick to my stomach by the impossibility of what I was going to try.
Hang on, who said I couldn't be sick?
An idea slowly formed in my head, and I reached out to grab my pack.
PAGE BREAK! PERCABETH RULES!
Five minutes and one argument with Chiron later, I was standing on a pot-hole filled road watching a smoky gray car appear in the burning sun.
"So, deary, you need a ride?" croaked Wasp.
"Um, I think," I said, making my eyeballs roll around a little bit in my head. "I just need to get somewhere."
Anger tilted her head and looked up at me. "You are a hero, right? Like that sweet boy Jason."
I nodded. "I- I guess. I just… yeah, I'm a hero."
I slid into the cab and buckled myself into the seat. 60 percent of deaths in teenagers are caused from drinking and driving, said an absentminded voice in my head.
Sixty five.
Will you stop doing that? I complained loudly as I righted myself. If gets really annoying.
No answer. I got the feeling this was just the tip of Annoyances Caused by Person iceberg.
As Wasp screeched, "Gimme the eye! Gimme gimme!" I realized with a jolt that my plan was about to be put into action. I made my eyes roll around in my head and I slumped sideways on the seat.
"A-anger?" I breathed. "Can you stop the-stop the car? I feel kinda sick."
The car screeched to a halt. "Out!" shrieked one of the sisters; my eyes were crossed so I couldn't tell. "Don't barf on the seat!"
Like that will make it any more disgusting, I thought snidely. But I let myself be ushered out. I grabbed my backpack and secretly snuck the plastic bag I had prepared into my sleeve.
"I'm going to be sick," I gurgled, and I slapped my hand to my mouth, conveniently tipping the contents of the bag into my mouth. I reached over the side of the road. "Bleagh, Ugh!" I groaned, spewing out the mixture of katsup, mold, and broiled carrot onto the ground. The thought of having real mold in my mouth turned my mouth a nice shade of green, which just added to the display.
"There, there," whispered Tempest. She leaned over and patted me on the back.
I spun around and yanked the eye that she was holding.
OK, yes, it was disgusting. It was gross. I hated it. But I also needed it, to. I wrapped it up in a piece of cloth and threw it in my backpack.
"Hey!" shrieked Wasp. "Nice girl. Good hero. Give me the eye, eh?"
"No," screamed Tempest, "Give ME the eye!"
"We can't run the cab without the eye!" wailed Anger.
I grinned triumphantly. "Sorry, the Gray Sisters Cab is currently out of business. See you next time!" And I turned and started walking down the road,, elated that I was on my way to save Percy.
Eh? What do you think?
OK, I know it sucks, but I am currently co-writing this with Psirena, daughter of Poseidon and she wrote another chapter. I'm trying to figure out how to put it in, but I once I have it, it will be in. It's a really good filler chapter!