IX. Percy Jackson

Hey guys! I'm sorry for not updating in a long time. This is the ninth chapter, and like I said, I'm busy with my book, so please be patient. In the meantime, please review! On to the chapter!

PERCY WAS EXHAUSTED. He had battled so many monsters and gone on so many quests, that he was done with this whole demigod business. He wished that he was just a regular mortal, not being able to see these things because of the Mist. He thought it would be a whole lot easier if this whole business had not happened to him. Sadly, it had, and there was no changing it. His mother, Sally Jackson, had fallen in love with Poseidon, making him, Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. He got awesome water powers, which sadly, came with a curse. He was a child of the "Big Three", meaning that monsters were more attracted to him. And to top it all off, he was the leader of everything. Everyone expected him to be the leader, the man in charge. Ordinarily, he would be proud to have this happen. But it was a tough job. He had to make sure that everyone was safe, assign all the tasks, ugh! It was frustrating for him.

"Wake up Percy!" a sweet and familiar voice said. He opened his eyes to find Annabeth, who was sitting on his bed, poking his chest gently.

"I wasn't sleeping!" he said, getting up slowly.

Annabeth raised her eyebrows but didn't say anymore. "Might want to fix your hair and brush your teeth before you get breakfast. You've been drooling again, and your hair looks like a homeless person's hair." she said, glancing at his hair and his pillow. He glanced back and saw that his pillow was covered with drool.

"I'll make sure Buford cleans it later." he said, heading towards his bathroom. He heard Annabeth stomp out the door, heading toward the Mess Hall. He glanced in the mirror and sighed. Annabeth was right, he would have to fix his appearance and clean his mouth before he could spend the day with her. Sighing, he got in the shower. He dried himself, put on his Camp Half-Blood T-shirt and put on jeans, combed his wet hair, and brushed his teeth. Stepping out of his room, he bagan walking toward the Mess Hall, then realizing that he had left Riptide behind. He returned to get it, as all demigods should always be prepared. Who knows what might happen.

"Morning." Leo said, fiddling with some crystal and some metal sphere. He scanned the room, glancing at his friend's faces. Jason looked very tired, as if he hadn't slept well. Piper was staring at her dagger, trying to conjure up some image. Annabeth was smiling at him, Hazel was staring off into the distance, and Frank was shoving food into his mouth as fast as he could.

"See anything?" he asked Piper.

"Nope," she replied.

"Stop eating so fast!" he told Frank.

Frank smiled, and stopped eating as fast. "How far are we going to be able to go today?" Frank asked.

"According to Festus, the right side oars are damaged, so we won't be able to sail on sea anytime soon. I actually don't know the exact location as to where we are going. All I know is that " Leo said. "You okay with that?"

"Yeah." Actually, he wasn't okay with it. He feared that Zeus would knock them out of the sky, killing him and his friends. Or even worse, killing his friends, making him suffer from the loss. Percy's fatal flaw was loyalty to his friends, and he would literally destroy the world if it meant saving a friend. It had already hurt him to see Chloe and Nico suffer through Tartarus. He hadn't known them for a long time, but he felt sympathetic for them. It had all been too much for them, first discovering they were demigods, then getting claimed by some of the most powerful gods, and finally have to be kidnapped and sent through Tartartus. He remebered when he first became aware he was a demigod, and what Chloe and Nico had to go through seemed too much for him at their age. He was 16 when he had gone through Tartarus, and he had barely survived. Chloe and Nico, however, were only twelve, so he worried if they would be able to handle the pit.

Worry must've been showing up on his face, because Annabeth gently laid a hand on his shoulder and asked if he was okay. He nodded a yes, then excused himself to his cabin. He sat on his bed, thinking until a shrill, loud beeping sounded through the ship. He immediately grabbed Riptide, uncapped it, and sprinted up to the deck. Annabeth's face was of worry, showing concern. "What's going on?" he asked.

"No, not good." she said, shaking her head.

"What is it?" he asked, trying to see through the morning fog.

"A Lydian drakon." she said.

"What's that?"

"Remember that drakon in the Titan War that Clarisse killed? Same species. Remember that only a child of Ares, or in this case, Mars can kill it."

"Oh. In that case, Frank would come in handy. Frank! Come here!"

"What's going on?" Frank asked.

"This drakon can only be killed by a child of Ares, in this case, Mars. We need you to kill the drakon. Try to shoot some arrows and and see if you can stab one of it's eyes. I'll see if we can stab the other eye. Come on!" Percy said, trying to sound upbeat. "We can do this!"

Frank nodded and ran to the mast. Percy saw the others trying to put out the eye, and Leo was shooting daggers at the eye. He ran toward the drakon, and leaped onto its back. Quickly stabbing Riptide in the eye, he was able to put out one of the eyes. "Frank! Get the other eye!" he shouted.

Frank leapt of the mast and jumped onto the drakon. Stabbing his spear into the drakon's eye so hard, the drakon fell, exploding into a thousand gold pieces. Percy turned to congratulate Frank for killing it, but Frank looked worried. "What is it?" Percy asked.

"Empousais, Kelli and Savannah." he said.

Thanks so much guys for reading this. I might not be writing in a long time. Anyways, I'm moving soon, and today was the last day of school, so.. I MISS MY FRIENDS! Last week, I watched Maleficent, Frozen(for the millionth time), and Jumanji. They're really good movies. Later reader! Don't forget to review!

-Chloe