Chapter Six: The Motel Cleaning Ladies of Death

A/N: Well, here it is. I hope you enjoy it. Any questions you may have about anything in the story you can ask me. I will answer in my next chapter.

Carly's POV

I was sure. Those figures attacking that giant storm monster thingy were the gods. Sam knew it too. The reporter said the storm was currently in Minnesota. It was heading to New York, which was exactly where we were heading. It made me really excited for some reason. I really wanted to know who my mom was.

The news switched to some murders in Detroit, which I didn't really care about. I shut the TV off and turned to Sam. She gave me a weird look.

"What?" she asked. I smiled big.

"We're going to New York, right?" Sam nodded. "And that's where the storm is heading, right?" Sam nodded again. "And we're both certain that those tiny figures are the gods, right?" "What's your point!" Sam snapped. "My point is that we are going to meet our parents!" I couldn't hide my excitement even if I tried. Sam tried to hide hers, but I could see a slight smile on her face.

"Yeah, so? We're meeting them anyway, aren't we?" My smile faded. I remembered the conversation I had had with Spencer on the ride to the motel.

"The gods don't always claim their children and even if they do, it doesn't guarantee that you'll actually meet them," I said. Sam's slight smile turned into a frown.

"That's some bullshit! What's the point of going to that stupid camp then!" She wasn't at all trying to hide her frustration.

"Spencer said the gods are always busy and don't always have time to claim their kids," I replied.

"Busy? Busy! They're not too busy to fuck our parents and make us, but they're too busy to pay any attention to us!" Sam got up and began to pace around the room. She had a point.

"Sam, just calm down alright? Spencer said they usually do claim. They just rarely meet their kids. They have a lot of other kids with other people," I said. It was a weird thought to think of a bunch of other half-brothers and half-sisters that you've never met before.

Sam seemed to calm down a bit.

"It's just not right! All my life I've wondered who the hell my dad was. When I found out that he was a Greek god, I didn't want to believe it but I felt something inside me and I knew it was true. So when it was official that my dad was an Olympian, I like really wanted to meet him, Carls. And now I find out this, and I feel so mad." Sam sat down on her bed. I understood why she felt so angry. I felt the same way.

"I know how you feel Sam, I feel-" I stopped because I heard snoring. I glanced over at Sam, who was out cold. I smiled. Same old Sam. I got up and put a blanket over her.

The next morning I was up early. I took a quick shower, got dressed in a bright pink T-shirt that said, "Make me a sandwich and nobody gets hurt." Sam had gotten it for me for Christmas. I also put on a pair of light blue skinny jeans and pink hi-tops.

By the time I got to the motel eating area, Freddie, Spencer, Sam and Freddie's moms were already eating breakfast.

"Hey Carls!" Spencer called. I smiled and walked over to them. There were two empty seats next to Spencer. I took the one next to him.

"What are we eating?" I asked.

"Waffles," Freddie said, putting a forkful of waffles in his mouth. I smiled as the motel lady brought me a plate of waffles.

"Sam still asleep?" Spencer asked. I nodded as I took a forkful of waffles and put it in my mouth. They were actually good waffles. I poured some syrup over them and took another bite.

"Freddie, why are you using a spoon?" Freddie's mom asked him. Freddie shrugged and said, "You said forks are dangerous." Freddie's mom laughed.

"Freddie, ignore all the stuff I've said in the past. I was just trying to protect you, as I've said before, I am not an over-protective hag," she said. Freddie gave me a "she's crazy" look and put down his spoon and picked up a fork. I couldn't help but smile.

"After breakfast I'm going to go buy a car," Freddie's mom said.

"Yeah, and I'm going with her. There might be hot car salesman in this town," said Sam's mom. Freddie and I exchanged looks.

"Hey did you guys watch the news?" I asked. Sam's mom smirked. "Who watches the news anymore?" she said. I ignored that comment.

"There's a giant storm heading for New York," I said. They all gave me faces that showed that they didn't care.

"So?" Freddie asked.

"We are going to New York," I said. Again, Freddie said, "So?"

"The gods were fighting that storm! When you looked at it closely, you could see the storm was like a monster!" I said. It came out louder than I meant it to and a bunch of people turned around and stared.

"I doubt that. The gods are too lazy to take care of monsters. They usually just send their children to do their heavy work," said Sam's mom. She ate a forkful of waffles and took a sip of orange juice.

"I'm serious. I know it was the gods!" I said. Just then Sam came in and took the seat next to mine.

"I had the weirdest dream," she said. The motel lady gave her a plate of waffles.

"Describe it," said Spencer. Sam took a bite.

"Well, I was in the point of view of some girl. Annabeth, that's it. The boy had called her Annabeth. Anyway, they were at some camp, and they were heading to the Empire State Building. It was so weird." Spencer was the first to freak out.

"So there's a storm monster thingy, two demigods are heading to the Empire State Building. That can only mean one thing. Typhon has been awakened!" Sam and Freddie's mom gasped.

"What's a Typhon?" I asked. Spencer had made it sound like a big deal.

"Oh, no one. Just the most powerful monster that has ever lived. He is the father of all monsters. That's why the gods are taking things into their own hands!"

"No big deal, right? Don't the gods always win?" I asked.

"Wrong. Typhon almost destroyed them the last time he was awakened. It's almost impossible that they'll succeed this time," Spencer sat back down. "We're doomed," he said.

Suddenly I was scared.

"Can't we do something?" I asked. Spencer sighed.

"You guys could barely take out the Hydra. We're talking about the Hydra's father here," Spencer said.

"What do you mean barely? We totally kicked that Hydra's ass!" Sam said.

"Yeah," Freddie added.

"Alright, but Typhon's at least a hundred times stronger than Hydra. It almost killed all of the almighty Olympian gods," Spencer said.

"Let's go get that car, Marissa. We have maybe another three days to get to New York," Sam's mom said.

"Right. We'll see you all in about two hours," With that Sam and Freddie's mom got up and left.

"We are going to go pack up. This has turned real serious," Spencer said. He got up and headed back towards where the rooms were. Sam, Freddie and I were left alone.

"Freddie, do you have your laptop?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, let me take it out." Freddie reached into his messenger bag and pulled out his laptop. He went to Zap look and looked up Typhon. It was so cute how they could almost read each other's minds.

"Here we are, Typhon, the father of all monsters, husband of Echidna. He is the biggest monster that ever lived," Freddie read.

"Yikes! That Hydra was pretty big," I said.

"Yeah, imagine Typhon," Freddie said. I tried to picture the world's biggest monster. I shivered at the thought.

"Well, if the gods are having a tough time beating him, then he must be like really strong," Freddie said, closing his laptop. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room lowered. I suddenly realized that except for two cleaning ladies, we were the only people in the eating area. I had a bad feeling.

"You guys…maybe we should head back to Spencer," I said, my voice trembling.

"I agree," Freddie said. He must've gotten the same feeling. Sam shrugged. "Whatever," she said.

We speed-walked towards the exit, but the ladies zoomed over there and blocked our exit. No, they liked teleported there.

"No one leaves," one said in a raspy voice. They both had their hair over their faces. They were dressed in pink motel uniforms.

"Yes, no one leaves," the other one added. Sam quickly pulled out her nail clipper. Freddie took a look at his feet, making sure he was wearing his red magic sneakers. He was, luckily, wearing them. My fencing sword was back in my room. I had nothing to defend myself with.

"You ugly hags better get out of our way, or we'll make you monster powder!" Sam said, flipping the nail clipper. Instantly the Celestial bronze two-foot sword appeared in her hand. It was shimmering slightly. The two ladies seemed to flinch at the sight of it.

"Die, half-bloods!" The lady on the left attacked. She jumped in the air and landed on Freddie. The scary thing was that she wasn't a regular monster. She had fangs instead of teeth. She had one hairy leg like that of a small horse or a donkey and the other appeared to be made of gold. Her hair had turned into literal flames. She looked like some guy had created a weird experiment on a vampire.

Freddie barely had time to utter the word, Maia. When he did, wings sprouted from the heel and he flew up into the air. The monster had his leg and he was hovering over the air with her clamping his foot. Sam was busy with the other one, who, while I was looking at Freddie, had charged at her. She wasn't letting Sam touch her with her sword.

"Go get Spencer, Carls!" Freddie shouted. He was kicking his foot, trying to shake the monster off of him. I was frozen where I stood. My breathing sped up and my heart was beating faster than ever.

"Carly!" Sam shrieked. That must've woken me up. But I didn't get Spencer. I followed my instincts and grabbed my hair clip. I don't know why, my hand was acting on its own. I bent it so, the little metal thing popped out and it instantly turned into a bow. I was surprised.

"A bow with no arrows?" Freddie asked. He was still battling the monster.

"Um-" I pretended like I had an arrow and notched it. I couldn't see it, but I felt as if I were holding a real arrow. I took aim at the one fighting Freddie and let go. It happened so fast. My imaginary arrow made her explode into dust.

"How'd you do that!" Freddie asked, both amazed and surprised. "I don't know," I admitted. "Guys!, a little help here!" Sam was still battling her monster. Freddie swooped down and grabbed the monster. Sam swung her sword and disintegrated the ugly vampire-lady-donkey thing.

Sam and Freddie were both sweating and panting hard. I felt guilty for some reason.

"So, you have a bow," Sam said.

"I guess so," I replied. The silver bow was still in my hands.

"Yeah and how did you fire that invisible arrow?" Freddie asked. He landed right beside Sam.

"I…have no clue," I said. Just then Spencer ran inside the eating area.

"Guys, what happened?" he said. He had showered and he had his motorcycle keys in his hand.

"Nothing much, we just killed two hideous monsters, no big deal," Sam said sarcastically.

"Guys we have to go. I don't know how, but we have to get to New York fast," Spencer sounded frantic.

"Why so fast?" Freddie asked.

"The gods…they're loosing." Spencer began to walk.

"I thought you said there was nothing we could do," Freddie said.

"There isn't. We just gotta get out of this town is infested with monsters and so are every other state. So far the monsters are winning the war," Spencer said.

"What war?" Sam asked.

"No time, lets go!" We followed Spencer out of the motel. Just as we exited, the motel blew up. It seemed everywhere we go, things got fired up.