(Still betrayal)

Welcome back to another wonderful chapter of SON OF TARTARUS

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3 weeks after last chapter ended

Percy POV

I have spent 3 weeks inside of this junkyard, it's been surprisingly easy what with like only two or three monsters attacking. I hadn't found anything else that was unbroken, but there was plenty of raw material. I spent the first two days building a forge to melt down some of the scraps so I could create different pieces of equipment. I finally learned how to manipulate the Mist from Chiron before I left and I tried expanding my knowledge of how to use it. I decided to go out and practice my skills.

I started training with my water powers by summoning water from inside of the ground. I pulled up about 50 gallons of water before I couldn't feel anymore, the junkyard is surprisingly damp. I started swirling the water into different shapes like a flock of pegasi or my old friends(Not the ones that betrayed him, the dead ones).

I then started freezing the water into the shapes of weapons. When I finished freezing them I had 200 arrows, 30 swords, and 25 throwing javelins. I was sweating by this point because of using so much power. I sent the arrows into different targets I set up before I started and I got 200 bullseyes and split 195 ice arrows. I sent the javelins and swords into thick pieces of celestial bronze that represented armored giants. Overall a hard workout for me, but I would try to strain myself more in the future.

I ate a square of ambrosia to get my strength back up before messing with the Mist. I snapped my fingers and saw the Mist start appearing around me. I saw it start swirling it around me to change my appearance, I'm not powerful enough to fool anything godly, but mortals are easy enough to trick. Their brains just aren't as strong as demigods or gods, except for the clear-sighted ones, those are a doozy to fool.

I made my new appearance quite different from my normal one. I had bright green hair with deep, royal purple eyes. My skin tone lightened from Poseidon's child level tan to a more reasonable, 'I spent a few days tanning' tan. I changed my appearance back and forth a few times until I couldn't call upon the mist, It was pretty tiring.

I decided to go looking through the junkyard again. It's a huge place, and I was bound to find something that worked. Eventually, I found something that looked like a human, but with a thicker body, unusually big limbs, and slightly glowing. Oh, and it was made of bronze. It was an automaton.

The automaton looked to be in good condition, besides the fact that it had an arrow in it's knee, destroying its ability to walk, and a sword through its arm. Its eyes were still glowing, meaning it was active. I grabbed it, slung it on my back, and carried it back to base.

I brought it over to the forge, while thinking about a name for the automaton. I decided to think on it later. I was going to start repairing it when the strangest thing happened. It started up and slashed my arm, cutting straight through the blessing of the Styx! My blood traveled down the automaton's sword, then somehow up its arm, does my blood obey gravity?

The blood coated a sensor-like somethingorother. The sensor retracted, and the automaton's eyes started spinning. It started beeping, and a robotic whine sounded. The sword and arrow suddenly flew out as the wounds closed.

The robot said "Master acknowledged." It bowed to me. It asked "What is your command, Master?"

Hmmm. Master eh? I wonder what it can do. I might be able to spar against it to keep my skills up, and maybe it can fight monsters with me. It can apparently cut through the curse of Achilles. Wait, Annabeth was my anchor, do I even have it anymore? I swung Riptide at my arm and watched as it bounced off.

Clearly, I still have it. Wonder why?

Wait, I got off-track. I knew the automaton also had enhanced speed, and clearly was armored, giving it's weight. Hopefully I would find out more later.

I started exploring the junkyard some more with my new robot, I really need a new name for him don't I? Ahh, whatever, I'll think of it later. I was wandering through the junkyard marveling at all the things the gods had the audacity to throw out. I mean seriously! I've seen hundreds of perfectly normal swords, bows, daggers, etc. that could have been given to camp to help the demigods survive! If we had had all these weapons we could have given satyrs extra weapons for when they find the demigods, which in turn would save some of their lives!

*sigh* I needed to get that out of my system, anyways. I saw something glinting inside of a pile of stone and wood. I wondered what I was because it looked like it was hidden, and it was shiny. I started digging through the pile to try to get to the shiny, but it took me multiple hours to dig through all the wood and stone.

When I finally heaved the last piece of wood away I looked at what I had uncovered. It was a sword, but not a normal celestial bronze sword, no, it was made of gold. On the other hand, it was probably magic, because this is the gods' junkyard. Maybe it could also slay monsters.

I picked it up and swung it around a few times, it felt good, not as good as Riptide but good. It felt wrong to swing it around so I stabbed with it. That felt more right to do with this sword, but felt a little wrong to my instincts. Maybe I could dual wield this with riptide, a different fighting style in each hand. Sounds unpredictable, I love it!

I heard a growl, and turned around. A rather large pack of werewolves stood. Seeing the wolves reminded me of a friend. Mrs. O'Leary to be precise. I also thought of Blackjack because him and Mrs O'Leary were the only ones to console me through the betrayals. So I did the best taxi cab whistle I could. It was so loud it could've gotten me four different taxis on a busy day.

Mrs. O'leary darted out of a shadow, standing beside me, then let out a low growl. She appeared to have grown a good amount. she also had a gash on her side. I looked at her, concerned, but she seemed to not notice it.

She lunged at the lead wolf and ripped of its head. I knew that silver was the only metal that could hurt them, so Riptide was out of the question. So I pulled out water and turned it into an ice blade. I jumped onto Mrs. O'leary.

Together, we charged through the pack, slicing them to pieces. The alpha of the pack landed a blow on me, but I shrugged it off. Once I killed all of them, I grabbed the spoil, a hide. It seemed crappy until I realized that it had the same characteristics of a werewolves hide, deflecting any metal besides silver.

I started petting Mrs. O'Leary for a job well done in helping me fight of the other werewolves. After I was done petting her(and getting smacked around by her tail) she licked me into the ground and barked at me. I assume it meant 'Never leave me with those horrible campers ever again!' Which I can totally agree with.

I continued walking through the junkyard with Mrs. O'Leary at my side. I kept walking and I saw yet another glint in the piles of rubble. I walked up to it and saw a miniature golden/bronze/steel/stygian iron mix spider. When I picked it up it turned on and started walking up my arm. It started walking on my face and I tried to swat it. I managed to hit it but it dug claws into my face to not fall off.

It walked up to my eye crawled into the socket, crushing and shredding my eye in the process. It hurt like hell. It felt like my eye socket was being used as a blender. When the pain finally stopped I opened the socket and I could still see. I pulled out riptide to look at it and I had the most advanced looking mechanical eye ever. It looked just like my normal eye except for the fact that the white part is now a metallic grey. The strangest part was it actually looked like an eye, not a machine.

I blinked a few times, trying to see if my eye broke or something. I was looking around when I heard a roar, one I would never forget.

It's a cliffhanger, Percy has heard quite a few roars. If you guess the right one I'll give you an internet cookie. (::)