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Chapter 5
Not Going Down Without A Fight
Desorus was kicking, stabbing, punching, dodging. Man, those Romans could stab, and stab hard.
"What are you doing here?" A tall black-haired girl asked when Desorus was pinned to the ground with her spear only inches from his throat.
"Rescuing Percy Jackson."
"Rescuing? He doesn't need rescuing. He's a son of Neptune. This is where he belongs."
Melanie came over. "That's where you're wrong." She hit someone in the head with her knife.
Melanie pulled her hair away from her mouth. "He's a son of Poseidon. We're going to take him, and we're not going down without a fight."
The girl looked confused. "Poseidon? Greek? What?"
"Not only that," Peter called from over yonder , "But he's also the savior of Olympus. He's got a girlfriend, mother, and father waiting. We're Lord Poseidon's well, don't know how to put it. We find lost items of Poseidon's."
"Since when is a person an item?" two blondes asked in unison. They went back to stabing little Tommy.
"Hey!" Violet yelled at them. "Have some sense! Tommy's only five!"
"That may be so..." The first blonde said.
"But he fights better that us," The second one finished.
And with that, Tommy scissor-kicked both the girls.
"Ouch," they moaned. And the went unconscious.
Desorus whitsled in approval.
"Reyna?" A voice asked. "What's with all this commotion?"
A black-haired boy with sea green eyes walked into view. Percy Jackson.
"Who are these people?" He asked.
"We're," Desorus stated as he punched Reyna, "here to rescue you. Come with us. Your father wants to see you."
"My father?" Percy asked.
Samantha called over, "Yeah, Poseidon."
"My father is Neptune, not Poseidon. I'm not going with you."
Melanie came over. "You've got two options. The easy way or the hard way."
Percy, being the Seaweed Brain he is, chose the hard way. "Nope. I'm not going."
"Sweet dreams," Melanie said, then punched Percy in the head.
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