Vadetta Jones and the Olympians

by England's Porn Box

My version of Percy Jackson and the Olympians - placed after the second book. Vadetta's a normal girl who gets claimed by two of the Big Three gods :O who is her REAL parent?

6. To Quest or Not To Quest

OMG this is the longest chapter yet! FYI, you don't get the chapter name until the end, so be patient on that please _

Annabeth: forgetting anything?

Me: Uhh… happy Memorial Day?

Annabeth: try again.

Me: I don't know.

Chrysanthe: she doesn't own the original series

Chrysanthos: in other words, Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Me: stop being so weird and in sync and stuff!

Annabeth: ….

3: : I SHALL NOM YOUR SOUL. (that's a little face)

ENJOY :P

CHAPTER SIX: TO QUEST OR NOT TO QUEST

Where the demon cheerleader had stood, there were tons of grapevines. They had been constricting her to the point where she literally exploded. I looked over and saw that fat guy with the Hawaiian shirt. He was drinking out of a goblet, but it was Diet Coke. Still, he looked a little drunk.

"Well, that was… fun," he said blandly. I was lying on the ground, my shirt sleeves torn off, the bottom ripped enough to expose my stomach a little bit. I was panting hard. I saw Annabeth and Percy running to the scene with swords, and they stopped dead when they saw my savior.

"Mr. D?" Annabeth asked in shock. He turned.

"Ah, Annabell. There you are. You should tell your little friend not to go picking fights she can't handle," the fat man said. Who the heck was Mr. D?

"Uh, sir, why did you save her?" Percy asked. He shrugged.

"Well, can't have our little prophecy star dying now, can we?"

I stared at him. "Prophecy?"

"Sir, you don't mean…" Annabeth whispered.

"No, no, but the Oracle did tell me that she was needed. Now, after you all get cleaned up, I would like to speak with you before breakfast."

We all watched him walk back to the Big House. I didn't know what to do, honestly. Percy helped me up, but I was speechless.

"I don't believe it," Chrysanthe murmured as she walked into the scene. Chrysanthos wasn't with her. "The normally selfish God of Wine just saved your life."

Mr. D was the Wine God? No way.

"That was… Dionysus? I thought he was totally selfish though!" I exclaimed.

"He normally is, but if someone's worth saving, he'll save them, and you apparently are."

"I suggest you take his advice and go talk to the Oracle," Chrysanthos suggested, walking in. He had a pair of sweat pants and a yellow shirt on. I noticed Chrysanthe also had on sweat pants, and a blue tank top. They were so similar, yet so different… it was almost scary. I nodded. I decided that I should at least brush my hair first, because I could just feel that the bun I had put it in had turned into a gigantic knot. I put my knife back in its place, and climbed back in through the cabin window. Percy caught me before I was changing.

"Hey, uh, I think we should keep this little incident quiet. I think we'll discuss it with Mr. D and Chiron later," he whispered under his breath. I nodded. I found a pair of too-long jeans that's had those wide bellbottoms from the 80's, and it covered my feet completely. I didn't care anymore, because normally, I wouldn't have worn that for the sake of the world. I kept digging and found a long-sleeve shirt, and the sleeves covered my hands enough that I could scrunch my hands up inside and make myself mittens. I smiled, and began to tackle the thing on my head. It had been woven into one huge lump, tangled and intertwined with itself. I started at the bottom, working my way up. I did a single strand at a time to save myself some pain, but I quickly found that this wasn't very efficient.

I took a deep breath, and yanked through a giant clump. I wanted to scream from pain, but I covered my mouth. I took a few deep breaths and kept on. I finished in about 10 minutes, and my eyes were red and puffy. My brush had about half of my hair in it, but at least it was untangled. To prevent more tangles, I decided to put it in braids. I ties them off with some ribbon that had been the belt on my pants. I didn't need the belt, so it worked fine. I tried not to show how much pain I was in from my hair, but I was sure they could through it. It felt like I had just ripped off my scalp. As I walked, Annabeth gave me a funny look, but she didn't ask.

I just pointed to my hair, and she got the message. But, of course, boys are clueless, and I didn't feel like acting it out for Percy. Chrysanthe and Chrysanthos met us at the Big house, and guided us to where Mr. D and Chiron were waiting for us. They were just putting away a deck of cards, with Mr. D grumbling to himself as he downed a can of Diet Coke. I figured that they had just finished a game, and Mr. D had lost. I came in and looked around the large, unknown room. It wasn't too fancy.

"Ah, there you are children," Chiron greeted warmly with a welcoming smile. "Thank you for bringing them, Twins."

They smiled.

"Well, assuming you all know why you're here," Mr. D started. We all nodded uncomfortably.

"Ok, so, any guesses as to why that demon cheerleader was here?" I asked hopefully. Silence.

Chiron finally spoke up. "I am willing to gamble that she was after someone. She wouldn't risk herself out in the open unless it was a very big cause."

We mumbled in agreement.

"Well, it was probably after somebody, because there's nothing terribly valuable here at camp," Annabeth pointed out.

"Hmm, your idea of valuable might be very different from theirs. In any case, we need to keep our defenses up," Chiron added.

"But what I'm wondering is why they sent such a powerful demon… it was almost like…"

Click.

"She was a distraction!" I realized with a gasp. "Go search the cabins and the woods, quick!"

We all split up. Percy ran to the woods, and Annabeth and I investigated the cabins. Everyone was still asleep, so we tried to be quiet. Besides, if we were loud, the monster or whatever it was would hear us and flee. I checked the God's cabins, Annabeth the goddess's. I started with Hermes. Nothing. Ares was empty of monsters, too. I got all the way to Zeus without finding a thing. When I was about to give up, I opened the Zeus cabin door. There, digging through a desk drawer, was a normal-looking guy. He looked like a normal teenager; shaggy hair and loose jeans, but his clothes were horrible dirty and ripped. His eyes were angry. I froze. Whoever he was, he was pretty handsome, besides the raggedy clothes. He looked up at me. His expression quickly changed. his frustration melted into a smile. His eyes calmed like the ocean. He closed the drawer.

"I'm really sorry. I was looking for something. I looked in the woods, but I couldn't find it. I thought someone might have hidden it in one of the empty cabins," he explained, brushing himself off.

"Who are you? A camper?"

"Yeah. I'm sort of a returning camper, I guess. I left for a little while, maybe a year or so, but I'm still a camper. Sorry to be a bother," he looked over me. "Why are you going through the cabins?"

I tilted my head. He didn't know?

"Oh, there was some freaky demon cheerleader that tried to kill me. After Mr. D killed her, we thought there might be another monster or demon or whatever. So I came to search the cabins," I confided. He nodded slowly.

"This…. Cheerleader, what was she doing?" he asked.

"She was just hanging outside the Hermes cabin. I thought I could take her, but…" I trailed off. This guy asked a lot of questions.

"Oh…" he said. He sounded kind of sad about the cheerleader. He was extremely weird.

"What's your name?" I questioned.

"Luke," he said coldly, smiling now. "I was hoping the one who killed Kelli would be skilled and I could recruit them, but, if Dionysus did it, then I have no use to be here."

I was confused.

"Huh?" I asked. He sighed.

"I suppose you're too young to understand. Well, I need to leave now. I couldn't find what I was looking for."

I had seen enough movies to know that he was a bad guy. I quickly slammed and locked the door. Before he got the chance to move, I had all but one of the windows closed. I leaned out one of them.

"ANNABETH!" I screamed as loud as I could. "THERE'S A GUY HERE! I THINK HE SENT THE CHEERLEADER!"

Annabeth ran up to the window. I took a peek around to see Luke trying to bust down the door. I ran up to him with my small knife drawn, and blocked the door. I pointed it outward, so it would poke him if he tried again. He growled and unsheathed his sword. It was huge. Half steel, half Celestial Bronze.

"Ok, little girl. You have about 10 seconds before I rip you to shreds," he growled at me. I didn't move. Annabeth jumped through the window, and turned Luke around, her knife pointed to his neck. When she saw who he was, she froze. Her knife slid right out of her hands, and she relaxed. She looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"Luke…" she whispered. He slowly relaxed.

"Annabeth, hi…" he mumbled.

"Luke, what are you doing here?" she demanded.

"I came to claim my prize. But since it isn't here, I'll be taking a gift for Kronos," he replied sneakily, then wrapped his arm around my neck. He began to squeeze tighter - tighter - and I couldn't breath. I could hardly even think. A very small part of my brain was still functional.

Ok, relax! Remember movies! Just elbow or kick him or something!

But I couldn't. My body was starved for oxygen, and I couldn't move. I quickly got an impulse - the same impulse I got when I used to wrestle with my friend - to bite. I strained my head forward, got a good target on Luke's arm, and launched my head forward. I bit down as hard as I could, my canines maybe even breaking the skin.

I thrashed my head a bit like a shark, and when he loosened his grip enough for me to get air, I elbowed him as hard as I could in the gut. He flew back a few feet, a trickle of blood running down his arm. I spit out the window to get all the nasty Luke-germs out of my mouth, then ran to Annabeth. Luke was wincing in pain on the ground. Annabeth looked like she wanted to help him, but knew better. I tugged on her arm to run out the door. After a second on hesitation, she followed. I ran to Chiron.

"Luke's in the Zeus cabin! We have to go get him!" I cried before I even got to him. His eyes were wide as he watched me. Annabeth turned to look at me, and her eyes were also wide. I cocked my head.

"Uh, Vadetta, you might want to go look in a mirror," she muttered, then ran up to Chiron. I didn't understand what they meant. I went into the bathroom, and examined my face in the mirror.

On my teeth was blood from where I had bitten Luke, and my neck was bruised a light shade of purple from him strangling me. My elbow was also bruised from elbowing him so hard. I looked awful. I brushed out my teeth really good and washed my face. There still seemed to be something different about me, besides the bruises. Maybe it was just the near-death experience messing with my head? No. There was something physically different about me. I looked at myself hard.

My eyes, I thought. Instead of their normal, mahogany color, they were a piercing deep red. It was frightening. They were like a campfire, but scarier. I couldn't understand why they had become so red, but I didn't like it. I ran back to the cabin with my hand over my eyes. I rummaged up a pair of sunglasses from my bag and slipped them on. They did the job of hiding my eyes. But it would seem weird to wear sunglasses indoors, but I didn't care. I ran outside and back to Zeus's cabin. It was empty. The plush white carpet had a small blood stain. I smiled proudly to myself. I looked around, and saw another drop of blood at a window. Luke escaped. I ran back to Chiron. He was talking quietly to Annabeth, sighing a lot. I decided to eavesdrop again. I snuck under a picnic table.

"Chiron, I know why he was here," Annabeth's voice broke. She was still crying.

"My dear, I think it may not be what you think," Chiron said sadly. A tear dripped fro, her cheek. Suddenly, a flashback: back on the beach, with Poseidon there. I remembered his advice. Don't always jump to conclusions. And be sure to think of every possible answer to a problem - logical or not before reaching a verdict. Was this the place his advice would help? I thought about what Luke had said. He said… he had come to claim his prize. I remembered someone else saying he wanted whoever had killed Kelli. But… I didn't want to jump to conclusions. I considered why else he could have come. Then again, I didn't know anything about him, where he had come from, who the heck Kronos was, or how Annabeth knew him.

"He said he wanted to claim his prize. That must have meant the person who killed Kelli, but that was Dionysus. He came for a different reason," Chiron assured.

"I know what that reason is!" Annabeth insisted. The old centaur raised en eyebrow.

"He went specifically after Vadetta! He knows there's something different about her… whether it be good or bad."

Chiron considered this. He nodded in agreement. They sat in silence for about 3 seconds before I casually strolled in. Neither seemed to notice me until I sat down next to Annabeth. She looked up, and I smiled. She returned it.

"You look good with sunglasses," she told me. I beamed at her. Chiron smiled. Mr. D came strolling in a minute later. He had a can of Diet Coke in his hand.

"Ah, there she is!" he announced, pointing to me. I cocked my head in confusion.

"You, young lady, have a very important date that you cannot be late for!" he said. I stared at him.

"Who?" Annabeth spoke finally.

"Vicky, here, of course!"

"Uh, it's Vadetta."

"Right this way, Valerie, for your time to visit with the Oracle has come!" Mr. D announced. I stared uncomprehendingly at him.

"The Oracle? What if she getting a Quest for?" Annabeth asked.

"To go search for the goddess Disdain!" Mr. D replied, surprisingly happy.

"Hasn't she been missing for like, 3 years now?" she replied. He shrugged.

"Some say that anyone who pays her great deeds can have that favor returned in the form of having their fortune told. She may not be a fortune teller, but she reads emotions like a neon sign. She can tell what will happen. Call her our second Delphi Oracle, but she is amazing! (Yeah, yeah, I know I made this up. But give me a break, I'm running out of ideas!)

"Uhh… what's an Oracle?" I replied super-intelligently.

"She is the spirit demigods visit if they are given a quest," Chiron answered. I stared at them all. Annabeth led me up to the stairs below the attic in the Big House. The silence frightened me. I slowly climbed up the stairs. I looked around. There was a bunch of totally random stuff; swords, shields, weird weapons I had never seen, trophies, and a bunch of old photos. It was so dusty I was couching and sneezed every other second. My nose was getting inflamed from my awful allergies. I walked around until I saw a disturbing mummy; a young girl, older than me, in a tie-dye dress. I took a few steps back in fear. She was the kind of thing your parents tell about when you're real little to make you stay out of the water when you're alone, or not touch the hot stove. Her eyes glowed a bright green. Mist poured from her mouth. She spoke.

"Goddess gone, but not alone,

To her finder the truth shall be shown.

To Stay Alive by the tune of C,

Happy or alone, a decision shall see."

The mist retreated, and her eyes returned to empty sockets. I was frozen with fear. The truth? About what? I collapsed to my knees. There were some things I did not, under any circumstance, want to know the truth about. I also hated making choices. I was one of those people who couldn't make them until the last second, and I made a lot of bad ones. That was what Annabeth called my "Fatal Flaw". Technically, I wouldn't know that until I was claimed, because each god and goddess has their own, but from what she had learned about me, that was my flaw. After about two minutes of sitting there, trying to remember who I was, Annabeth came wandering up.

"Vadetta?" she whispered. I turned my head to her. My sunglasses had fallen off. I saw a mirror next to me, and turned. Even though it was shattered at the bottom, a few slivers of glass left showed me my eyes. They were a glowing bright red. I was absolutely terrified, and my eyes reflected that. I slowly got up off the floor. I brushed myself off and walked towards Annabeth. I felt hollow.

"What did she tell you?" she asked as we walked down the stairs. I couldn't speak. A choice would decide whether or not I would live a happy life with a man I would love? I didn't want that. A shiver went down my spine as I thought of what kind of awful decision that would be. Annabeth put her arm around my shoulder and supported me, but I still felt really uneasy. When we got back to the first floor of the Big House, Mr. D and Chiron were making discussions about when I should leave. I gave them a desperate look. They stared into my eyes, and I wondered what they looked like now.

"I don't want to do this," I squeaked in a microscopic voice.

"I… I don't think you have a choice…" Annabeth muttered encouragingly.

"That's right, Vanna! You don't have a choice!" Mr. D said, still all cheerful. I became angry at him, and I felt my eyes flare. He quickly sat down.

"I'm not going," I said in a stronger voice.

"I'm sorry, my dear, but you must," Chiron said softly. I shook my head. He nodded. I sighed and threw my head down on table. It hurt really bad, and I would probably have a bruise. I wondered how many brain cells I had just killed - not that I had many to begin with. I did not want to go on this quest, and not a soul in the world could make me. Well, except maybe his soul. Apollo patted me on the back.

"Hey, Vadetta. I know you don't want to do this, but hey, poor Disdain needs an awesome hero to save her some time, right?" he said, actually encouraging me. I slowly lifted my head. I didn't know where he had come from, but I didn't want him to leave. I looked into his golden eyes, wondering what my eyes were reflecting now. He smiled gently. I melted.

"Ok.. Fine… I'll go…" I mumbled. Apollo smiled hugely. He clapped me on the back.

"That's a girl!" he exclaimed. I grumbled. Annabeth frowned, and Mr. D and Chiron sighed.

"So, it's agreed she leave in the morning?" Mr. D spoke up finally. We all muttered in agreement. Apollo walked me back to my cabin.

"Hey, I'm sure you'll do amazing!" he said. "Just remember the amulet I gave you, and don't be afraid to use it if you really need to!"

And with that, he was gone. I sighed heavily, and dragged myself into the cabin. I got a few funny looks, but ignored everyone. I dug in my bag and felt something oddly-shaped. I pulled it out. A yellow diary with my name engraved on it in real fancy lettering, with a glittering image of a flower on the cover. When did this get here? I opened it up and a little piece of paper fell out.

I thought you could probably put this to better use than me. Hope you like it!

~Annabeth

I flipped through the pages. They were blank. I smiled. I owed her. I pulled out a pen and began to write.

Dear Diary,

Well, Annabeth just gave you to me. I would just love to say that it was a boring summer day where I didn't do much. Not quite. I got to have two near-death experiences in 1 day. I also got to talk to the most terrifying thing I have ever laid eyes on. Not to mention I got assigned a quest that a teenager would have trouble with. Yeah, totally boring. I'm gonna die, so, I guess this will be my first and last entry. I might as well as confess all my secrets.

Apollo: you're a great guy. Like you more than I should.

Annabeth: best friend I've ever had

Percy: meh, have a nice life, I'll miss you I suppose

Step-mom: you're a jerk. Go die in a hole.

To whomever my Olympian parent may be: thanks for uh… creating me, I guess. I wish you had claimed me before I died.

Well, uh, that's everyone… I guess I'll just uh, write to you tomorrow… assuming there's some miracle and I'm alive. I pray to Apollo I don't get swallowed alive.

Uh, yeah, bye now

~Vadetta 3

I closed my new diary, put it back in my bag, and crashed into a deep sleep. No dreams. No shifting or turning. Just sleep. It was the first time in my entire life I slept peacefully before the worst day of my life. And the last.