Chapter 13
Troy's POV
My mind was still wheeling from the fight. My sister got dragged away, one guy was dead, and two were wounded. And they came from a freakin' flying chariot! Oh and almost forgot...I brained a freakin' monster!
We were piled into the cariot while a guy named Micheal Yew poured something they called nectar on a guy named Beckendorf. When we arrived in a camp we were greeted by excited people in orange t's. When Percy and Annabeth brought out the broken body of the dead guy. Everyone stopped and saterd while two blonde guys who looked alought like Annabeth brought out a silk grey prye with a sword embeded in the middle.
The campers burned the prye. I got the short version from Chiron, I was the son of Apollo as where my brothers but not my sister. Things would just get stranger.
Percy's POV
Annabeth lit the prye,tears streaming down her face. When she sat back down next to me I told her something in her ear, ''Malcom would always ask when I was going to ask you out.'' She gave a small smile and wiped her tears. Then Chiron clopped up and said, ''Percy, Annabeth, Troy, Derrick, and Adam please come here.''
When we got close enough he said one word, ''oracle.''