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"Percy! Percy! Please come soon!" a female voice shrilled. He found himself once more in the dark room he had in his dream the night before. As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he saw a beautiful young woman kneeling on the floor. Her blue eyes looked very sad, and her rosy cheeks were stained from crying. She kneeled beside a young man, who looked no older than his early 20's. His back was faced to them. Percy then realized organ music was blasting from everywhere. He closed his ears with his hands and shut his eyes. From the pumping music, the woman screamed, "Percy! Do not go towards the Palace of Hades! It's very dangerous!" With that, she rose up from the floor and went towards Percy. Her blonde hair floated to her chest as she bent down and whispered in his ear. "Give my letters to Apollo," she said. The music suddenly stopped. Percy began to fade back when a deep voice shouted. "NEVER. SAY. THAT. NAME. AGAIN!"
Percy woke up in a panic and sat straight up in his bed. Hitting the bottom of the top bunk, he cried out in pain. "Ouch!" he yelled. He looked to his right. Tyson was still sleeping soundly on his bunk bed, snoring happily. He breathed a sigh of relief, but was quickly on his feet when he heard a creak at the door.
"Percy?" a soft voice asked. Percy grabbed Riptide on his side table and uncapped it.
"Percy!" the voice said, and the door swung open. Standing at the door was Lindsey from the Aphrodite cabin. The strong moonlight from behind her silhouetted every curve of her body, from her long legs to her large mass a bed head hair. Percy relaxed and dropped Riptide on his desk.
"Lindsey?" he asked.
"No, it's Clarisse." She said in a fake husky voice. Percy laughed softly and Lindsey laughed along too. "Can I come in?" she said. "It's kind of cold out here."
"Yeah, sure." He said and plopped back onto his bed. Lindsey shut the door and sat on one of the bean bag chairs across from him.
"So, what's up?" he asked, obviously curious why a Daughter of Aphrodite would be up so late, since they're always giving lectures about beauty sleep.
"My mom is asking for me!" she cried happily. "Chiron told me last night and said that Mom wants to see me!"
"Wow Lindsey…that's great!" Percy agreed, but was wondering more on why she was telling him. "Why am I the first one to know this?"
"Well because I want to give the letters Odette wrote to my mom." She whispered. "So she can give it to Apollo."
Percy immediately thought of his dream. The girl was obviously Odette, and the organ player was obviously Erebus. He looked at the letters Odette had written on his desk. He picked them up and handed them to Lindsey.
"Here," he said. "Take it."
"Wow Percy! Thanks!" she cried gleefully and took the letters. Percy walked her to the door.
"Just give them to Apollo," he instructed. "And make sure he reads every single one."
"Every single one." She repeated. "Got it!"
Percy smiled and closed the door behind her. He then turned around and crawled back into bed. He closed his eyes droopily and finally drifted back into sleep.
Percy and his group sat down at one of the benches the next day in Central Park. The blazing sun bleated down on them, and Grover was whining for enchiladas.
"Percy!" he groaned, fanning his face. "It's 102 degrees out here! When are we gonna go into the Entrance?" Nico, Will, and Tyson whined in agreement.
"C'mon guys I'm just thinking of a plan before we go right in." he answered calmly. He took out of his backpack a sheet of paper and a pen. He began to draw a map of the park and Orpheus' Entrance. Clarisse looked over his shoulder.
"Nice drawing, Jackson." She smirked. Percy rolled his eyes.
"Nice face Clarisse." He said nonchalantly without taking his eyes up from the drawing. Clarisse growled and was going to push him but Will held her back.
"Guys, please." Nico pleaded. "Can we please go? The sun is killing me and I can't stay in the heat for this long." He looked down at his black jeans and red tee. Percy showed everyone his drawing. It was a basic map of Central Park, with a few doodle trees and baseball fields. Close to one of the wooded areas, was a small penciled in door.
"Ok guys, let's go." Annabeth said. The campers picked up their belongings and followed Grover to Orpheus' Entrance. When they arrived at the wooded area, Grover pushed aside bushes and tree branches before entering a small clearing in the center of the whole park. A little door revealed itself under the thick tree trunks, and little daises blossomed from the bottom of it. It sort of reminded Percy of the door from Alice and Wonderland, where the little girl Alice opened the door to Wonderland and encountered all strange creatures and the Red Queen, before realizing it was all a dream. The movie version Percy saw when he was about eight scared the pants off of him, especially the creepy Cheshire Cat.
Grover took out of his backpack his set of reed pipes. Percy and Annabeth stood side by side while Will and Clarisse were off to the side of the brush, and Tyson was swatting any annoying mosquito that came within his reach. Grover sat next to the wooden door and began to play a soft melody, Swan Lake, perhaps. Percy noted that Grover got better since last summer, when all he could play was a few charm songs and Britney Spears.
Within a short amount of time, the small door began to creak open. Tyson gasped as he saw the flight of stairs on the other side of the door, in complete darkness. He began to shake, and in a few seconds he began to whimper too. Percy knew this was coming. He patted Tyson on the shoulder.
"You up for this Little Bro?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"I dunno Percy," he whimpered. "I don't like the dark. Remember the Labyrinth? All those c-c-cobwebs and the sp-sp-spiders! No Percy I can't do this!" he sobbed on the grass and buried his face in his palms. Percy sighed and knelt next to him.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to."
"I want to Brother." He cried. "I just hate the dark!" Annabeth was the next one to kneel.
"We need you, Tyson." She cooed soothingly. She turned around and made a signal for the others to join her. Nico, Will, and Grover came, but Clarisse resisted and stayed where she was.
"Come on Tyson," Nico said encouragingly. "You're a special part in this mission!"
Tyson raised his head, "How?" he asked. "I'm no good." Before burying his one eye back into his hands.
"Don't say that Ty!" Grover urged. "You're just as important as me or anyone here."
Tyson sniffled. "I guess so…" he whispered. Clarisse finally approached the group and turned Tyson to face her. She lifted his face so it stared directly at hers.
"You have two options here Tyson." She said. "One is to come with us and be a chicken the whole time. Two, is to wait here for us to come back with your new sister or Three, to be a hero and help us rescue the fair maiden." She spoke simply.
Tyson cried for a few seconds but finally, with a fierce look in his brown eye said; "Three!
To rescue my sissy!"
"Great." Clarisse said. "Now let's get this show on the road." She led the procession down the winding staircase that would lead to the Bottom.
How did you like that one? Don't worry my Phantom parts will be comming very soon! I just LOVE suspense don't you? :) R&R!