TT: TORI!

HK: What?

TT: gimme my DAGGER BACK! BEFORE I RUN IT THROUGH YOU!

RW: Tia, if she has it, how can you?

TT: shut up...

Disclaimer: RW: *keeps punching RR in the face* RR: Ok, ok I give up! RW: Really? RR: No! *Kicks RW in the face* All except RW and RR: Oooooooohhhh... That's gotta hurt.

Tori's POV

"The Hydra." Annabeth muttered.

"How do you beat it?" Dylan asked.

Annabeth frowned. "When you cut off the head, burn the stub."

We had no fire. I cursed under my breath. "This is not good..." Tia glared at me.

"Ya think?" I glared back at her.

"Guys, duck!" Dylan's command shook us out of our conversation. We ducked, just barely avoiding the fire that the Hydra spewed.

Tia was now staring at Dylan, who, was looking at her from the corner of his eye. Tia's eyes were angry, dreamy, and, a bit confused. Dylan was just plain dreamy. Did something maybe happen before the quest, while I wasn't there? Zack was looking between Dylan and Tia, who were still ducking low. Zack's eyes were angry while on Dylan, but sad when his eyes were on Tia. What was going on?

"It must be fully grown!" Annabeth shouted above the roars of the beast. Tia and I both glared at her.

"YA THINK?"

"Will you guys just SHUT UP?" Zack screamed.

"NO!" we shouted in unison.

Then the Hydra shot fire at Zack while he was distracted. Annabeth screamed as the tail whacked her. "Styx."

The Hydra picked their two unconscious forms up and threw them into the ocean. Dylan dived in after them, hoping to prevent them from drowning. Which left Tia and I to deal with the monster. My first thought was, Well, this sucks.

I drew my bow, and notched a sonic arrow. Tia drew her sword. We looked at each other. We had a silent plan exchange. And by 'plan exchange' I mean 'On my mark, attack like a maniac and hope for the best'!

"FOR OLYMPUS!" We shouted. It echoed off the vines and mangrove trees. The Hydra's 5 heads roared in response. We sounded tiny compared to that dinosaur. But if we didn't try, all of this would have been for nothing.

I released my arrow and reloaded. My weapon bounced off the drakon's think shell, but the sonic boom knocked all of us off our feet. The sonic boom momentarily paralyzed the Hydra.

Tia used this as a chance to strike. She ran up the drakon's back and stabbed one of it's eyes. Then the monster recovered from the arrow's harmful effects. Before Tia could stab the other eye, the Hydra kept trying to shake her off. She was forced to hold on with both hands. I knew I couldn't shoot the Hydra, or I might hit Tia. I drew twin hunting knives and charged.

I wasn't very good with close combat, but I had to try. Tia's life, Shawn's life, and my life depended on it. I would NOT fail! That thought gave me the motivation I needed.

I stabbed every chink I could find, I dodged every blast of fire, I was basically invulnerable. Nothing could stop me. I tore several plates of armor to shreds. I thought all was going well, until the tail swung around and hit me in the chest.

I was thrown backwards at least ten feet, and slammed into a tree trunk. The wind was knocked out of me. My chest erupted in pain. I stifled a scream. The Hydra stomped over to where I was lying, helpless in the sand. It raised it's tail, ready to strike a killing blow. I closed my eyes, waiting for death to take me away.

But the pain never came. A shadow covered me, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Tia, using her tiny dagger to hold the Hydra's tail away. I rolled out of the way, ignoring the pain for a moment. Tia let the Hydra impale it's tail in the tree. She dragged me out of harms way and began to renew the fight.

She slashed and hacked whenever she could. Tia ducked to avoid another blast of fire. I couldn't make out much, since my brain was feverish from the pain. But she fought at least for another 10 minutes, before the Hydra picked her up. Styx.

Tia was trying to break free, using every ounce of effort, but the Hydra was trying to squeeze her to death. She struggled, kicking her legs, occasionally hitting the monster. Tia managed to stab the Hydra a few times, by stabbing upward, while her arms were pinned to her side.

After several minutes, Tia dropped her dagger. It impaled itself in the sand. She stopped struggling, and her body went limp. The monster threw her into the water, roaring in victory.

That was the last straw. Nobody, NOBODY, hurts my best friend! I got up, stumbled over to where the Hydra was standing, waiting for me to creep towards my death. Every nerve in my body was fighting to keep going.

I only had a slim chance of finishing this. If the Hydra attacked me, I'd be dead. If I fainted before I killed it, I'd be dead, too.

I was about to faint by the time I got to the Hydra. He looked down at me, partially confused, like he was saying, Why is she here to fight? That's suicide, man.

I looked up at it, a determined look in my eyes. I raised my swords. The Hydra raised it's five heads. The fight began.

Every muscle in my body was straining, trying to block every attack that came my way. Every time I swung, I stumbled. I gotta say, I must have looked pretty pathetic. But give me a break. If YOU broke your ribs and were smashed into a tree by a Hydra, I'd bet all my money you wouldn't have looked much better.

The Hydra, on the other hand, was fighting like crazy. It kept snapping at me every second. I only had time to block it's attacks.

I finally made my mistake. I went to jab, and the hydra's third head sunk it's teeth into my arm.

My arm exploded in the pain. I fell to my knees. Poison. Aw Styx, I am so dead. Seeing my own blood made me dizzy. The wound was turning a sickly shade of green. I would need to fix this, soon.

The Hydra picked me up, and threw me into the ocean. Forget what I said about fixing that wound soon.

I was tumbling across the ocean, the sky and the sea blurred together. Then I crashed, into the Atlantic.

I was sinking, bubbles floating up towards the surface. I heard a distant voice saying, "Idiots. They were supposed to send the Drakon! Ugh. Find that daughter of Apollo. She must not die."

I lost consciousness.

HK: Poor me. Eh. Tragic stories ROCK! =3 Well my work here is done.

TT: TORI!

HK: What?

RW: Add more.

HK: Why? I'm tired...

TV: 'Cause we said so. So quit complaining!

HK: you do know I'm writing this in Florida.

All except HK: NO WAY! TELL THE STORY-US WE SAID HI!

HK: THE STORY-US ARE DEAD!

All except HK: WHAT? WHY YOU...

HK: On second thought... Here's Shawn.

Shawn's POV

Luke was concentrating on hearing incoming and outgoing messages from outside, since, being son of Hermes, god of messages, he can do that (And everyone thought children of Hermes had no powers!). I was just sitting down, no longer frozen, trying to break the chains that held me down. I tried biting them, kicking them, punching them, sawing them with scrap metal, and yanking them. None worked. Where the Hades were my friends?

Luke opened his eyes. He had a worried look in his eyes.

"Shawn, who are your friends, exactly?"

"Well there's Tia, daughter of Aphrodite, Tori, daughter of Apollo, Zack, son of Zeus, Dylan, my half-brother and Annabeth, daughter of Athena." I explained. Luke turned away at the sound of Annabeth's name. He must still like her.

"Bad news. I think they've been captured."

Aw Styx. I'd have to rate this rescue mission as a 2. Maybe a 1.

"So what now?" I asked.

"Don't ask me. But I can't believe that our only hope for survival crashed."

"There's no hope, is there?"

"I wish there was." I nodded. Suddenly, the door creaked open, allowing light to seep in. Several figures were thrown in, chained, and then the door closed. I only had a glimpse of the new prisoners. As I said before... AW STYX!

RW: So you didn't die!

HK: Do you HONESTLY think I would kill us?... Yet...

TT: Tori...

TV: What are you planning?...

RW: TELL. US. NOW!

HK: NEVER! Will we survive? Who is the traitor and WHO. WILL. DIE? All of this is coming up soon(real soon), so stay tuned!

All except HK: GRRRRRRRR!

HK: Oh no... Wait I'm using Skype! (HK has left video chat)

All: AW STYX!