Chapter 6

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So far so good, but this story must continue. I will probably wrap this up soon, so get ready to start seeing the end.

Percy: Sequel?

Me: Looks like it's a go

Annabeth: I can't wait, I haven't finished The Lost Hero yet.

Percy: Which one was that one?

Me: While they catch up on things, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HoO

Percy POV:

The last few days were nightmares, literally. The Ares cabin's weapons turned to rubber while fending off a hydra that got too close, and death was looming over them. Luckily, Beckendorf's dragon got in the way, and the hydra fled. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end of it.

Last night, the dragon appeared and nearly destroyed the Hephaestus cabin. Most of their equipment was destroyed, so now the Athena cabin is trying to keep them busy by reading books. Let's just say that the Athena cabin and the Hephaestus cabin won't be talking to each other for a while. Jake Mason and a few of his brothers and sisters made a fort out of the book covers, and the Athena cabin destroyed it.

I was asleep in my cabin with the guys from the Hephaestus cabin. Luckily I had extra bunks, but now I have spotlights blinding me and the smell of oil burned in my nostrils. I felt someone shaking my shoulder, and I brushed his hand off.

"Percy? Yo, Percy?" he whispered.

I groaned, and turned in my bed. "Percy? Percy. Percy?!" he screamed.

I woke up, almost throwing a punch at the head councilor of the Hephaestus cabin. I lowered my fist upon seeing Jake, and rubbed my eyes. "Jake? What do you want?" I asked.

He looked around. "Do you have a twin-turbo jet engine with extra power thrust?" he asked.

What the Hades! "Dude, do I look like I have a twin-turbo jet thing?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes. "I need to build something. It's been a whole 24 hours since our cabin was wrecked, and we need something to do," he complained.

I cracked my back. "Just get some sleep, the Athena cabin is almost done rebuilding your cabin, so hopefully you go back by tomorrow night," I said.

I look around, and my head rest was missing. I looked around, and all of my furniture was stacked up in the form of a robot. They did that while I was asleep? I get up and quickly run into my kitchen, and my microwave was gone.

"Jake! Where's my microwave?!"

I turned around, and everyone froze where they stood. One of the campers walked up to me with my microwave in his hands. I narrowed my eyes, and pushed it away. "Zeus knows what you did to it. Just, everyone get back to sleep!" I barked.

Jake may be the head councilor of the Hephaestus cabin, but they were staying in my cabin, so I called the shots. They all groaned, and climbed into their bunks. "Lights out."

We were covered in complete darkness, and I climbed back into bed. I settled back into my sleeping position, but I had a bad feeling about something. "Dominic, put the microwave away!"

I heard a Greek curse, and I saw his shadow walk into my kitchen. I shook my head, and finally went to sleep.

Katie POV: (weren't expecting that, were you?)

I was walking along the shore of the beach with a boy's hand intertwined with mine. The power of the sea was powerful as the wind blew my hair back.

"I love the way your hair dances," the boy said.

I smiled, but then I tensed. I looked at the boy, and it was Travis Stoll. Oh. My. Gods. I quickly let go, but I trip over a body. When I fall to the ground, I see Travis and Conner laughing and high fiving.

"Travis Stoll! How dare you do this to me! I thought we had something!" I heard myself say.

Travis laughed even louder. His laugh got deeper, almost like an evil monster was laughing like in the movies.

I woke up immediately. The darkness of the cabin was almost soothing. I look around, and all my siblings were asleep. No movement, well, except for a tall figure walking around the beds. The man was tall, and seemed to be holding something in his hands. I raise an eyebrow, but then I sigh. "Stolls, I'm giving you two seconds before I come over there and send you both to Tartarus," I whispered.

Silence. The man stopped looking around, and it seemed to have gripped his item. "Guys, I'm not kidding, get out!"

Then, I heard two groans of annoyance. I jumped because the source was right behind me. I look behind me, and there are the Stolls with a bucket of feathers in their hands. "How'd you know it was us?" Travis asked.

I raised an eyebrow, and looked at the figure in the darkness. The figure looked transparent, almost like a shade. It turned around, and my heart stopped. The figure had evil red eyes, and they bore right into my soul. In his hands was a long gardening device. I've seen it before; I hated that thing when I lived with my dad before I knew I was a half-blood.

Now, everyone sensed that there was something else in the cabin, and slowly woke up. The figure revved up his device, and everyone ran out of the cabin screaming. It was a weed whacker.

Travis grabbed me by the shoulder, and pulled me out of the cabin. Connor threw the bucket at the man, but he wasn't fazed at all. It slashed my bed in half, and I would've cursed him out, but the screams of my half brothers and sisters drowned my anger. It kicked my bed away, and Travis forced me to duck.

"Watch yourself, Katie!" he advised.

I raised a confused eyebrow. I've almost never seen him act this way. We ran outside, and the harpies were going crazy. Everyone was awake, including Percy. He had Riptide in his hands, but he didn't look fierce at all. He looked almost, er, how do I say it without sounding like a crazy person? Cute? Adorable? I don't know, funny. Yeah, funny. He looked funny wearing his pajamas and wielding Riptide.

The man burst through my cabin, and I got a better look at him. He wore a trench coat, black pants, and a black shirt. His entire face looked like smoke. A pair of red eyes reminded me of something. Something I've seen in my nightmares. Wait, the Hecate Pure Fear spell was still in effect. I thought Lou Ellen solved the problem the other day, but I guess that cloud of smoke was something else.

"Wretched organisms!" I heard it say.

It's voice was low, but loud. Everyone armed themselves, and stood on the defense. Percy raised his watery fists from the lake, Thalia had her bow and arrow out, and Nico had his Stygian Iron sword at the ready. A ghoul versus the children of the Big Three? Yeah, it sounds like it will be easy.

Nico advanced and raised his hands at the ghoul. "Kneel before the Ghost King!" he commanded.

I heard a low growl, and then it kicked Nico in the stomach. He stumbled back, and that's when Thalia let loose an arrow. It bounced off his chest like it was nothing. It seemed to have laughed.

It swung its weed whacker at me, and it cut my shirt in the stomach area. I quickly covered it up for two reasons. 1) Travis was right there, and I don't need him to see my skin. 2) I needed to see if the figure shed any blood. There was a little bit of blood.

"Puny demigods!" I heard it say.

Clarisse lunged at the figure with Maimer II. The spear grazed the figure, and he smacked her across the face. She flew up in the air, only to be caught by Chris Rodriguez, son of Hermes. They both fell to the ground, and the figure picked up Maimer II. It snapped the spear, and threw away the remains.

It advanced on us, but stopped when Percy stepped forward. "Son of Poseidon! My masters wish to test your wits!" it said.

Percy grinned. "Send Kronos my regards," he said.

The figure must've smiled because I felt a chill go down my spine. "Kronos isn't the only one who wishes to test your skill," it said. Then, it lunged at Percy with its weed whacker. Sparks flew as the rudders grazed his iron skin. It swung again, and Percy blocked with ease.

I couldn't believe that something like this was here. The fears are getting worse. The Hermes cabin was completely covered with gryphon feathers, and that hurt the prankster's ego. Aphrodite's cabin was suddenly stripped of their makeup, and all their clothes were bleached. They almost went on a murderous spree, but Percy was the solution. There was only 3 days until Halloween, and a cure was not in sight.

The figure swung at Percy again, and this time, the strike was on his back. I don't know why, but he crumbled at the strike. I had no choice, I needed to do something. I waved my hand over the ground, and a series of vines started to form. They wrapped around my hand, and made a perfect handle. The vines stretched out, and made a 3' blade.

I smiled, and charged into battle. Right when I did so, the figure swung the weed whacker at Percy. I intercepted the weed whacker, and held against his power. The ghoul stared right into my soul, burning it with his red eyes.

"Puny daughter of Demeter, this is only the beginning. You cannot win," it said. "The most you could do is prevent my patron's rising."

I looked into its eyes, and the evil was faltering. I smiled, and forced more of my strength against the man. Its eyes now showed fear, but then something flashed before my eyes. I saw a giant in his eyes. I saw a silhouette of a boy and a girl walking hand in hand along the shore of the beach. I saw a caduceus glowing in the distance, and I knew what it meant.

"STOOOLLLLSS!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I knocked away the weed whacker, and brought the sword down at his neck. It passed through its body like it was nothing, and the figure crumbled into dust. "You have angered my patrons. This isn't the end of it, I will have my revenge one day," it said before it disappeared.

Just like that, it all ended. I dropped my sword, and fell to my knees. The weed whacker was right next to me. It was my spoil of war. I heard someone walk up next to me, and help me to my feet. I turn around, and there was Travis Stoll, the source of all my anger. Also something deeper. Something I don't remember feeling about the prankster.

He steadied me, and led me back to my cabin. I swear on the River Styx that I will thank him, and get him back for making a fool out of me. It may not be anytime soon, but I will know when I can repay him. Believe it or not, but he actually helped me a few times. The time when I got lost in the woods late at night and Travis found me. He spent the night guarding me while I slept, and it wasn't awkward at all. He can be responsible when he wants to be, but that's not all the time.

I grabbed a spare bunk, and rested my head. I felt a hand on my head, and lips on my forehead. "Good night Katie Kat," I heard him said.

I waited a few minutes, and when I knew he wasn't there, I smiled. A nightmare turned good. The curse must be wearing off.

A/N: Mainly a Tratie chapter, so I hope you like it. I can relate to a Tratie pairing so much, its heartwarming in a way. Anyway, please review, and the sequel is not too far away. Hopefully I can finish before Halloween. The sequel will be interesting, I will say that. Remember to vote on my profile, and the majority will win.

Percy: That's the end. Thank you and good night!

Me: Nice choice of words Perce. It's not the end of the story though

Percy: Aww

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