Hey guys! BUAHAHA chapter 29 is uuuuup! I actually had to do mucho research for this... But I knew the basic story for great Cretan Bull (A.K.A the Marathonian Bull) but I actually had no idea how it was killed. I still have no idea how Theseus "killed" it since Heracles brought it to Athens alive. Why he did that is totally beyond me. He could've killed it easily. But nooooo killing the bull is soooo overrated... -.-

So now I'm MUUUUCHO frustrated... I have NOOOOO idea how they defeated this thing. Seriously, how did they manage to kill it and why doesn't it say anything about it in any of the books? WHYYYYY?

Also, I haven't written in Malcolm's POV for a while... So why not? He's a great charrie and much mre similar to me than Layla is, sadly. I'm actually starting to wonder if I should have written the whole story in his POV... lol, I probably wouldn't be able to.

A bit of a side note, I finally wrote some Hunger Games fanfiction. It's a romance kind of thing, just some random Annie/Finnick fluff. I'm still mad at Colins for killing off Finnick. Why'd she have to go and kill off my heartthrob? Whyyyyy? (Feel free to check it out here - .net/s/7787458/1/Hunting_Me_Down)

PjsRock14: Thank you for the cookies! Do you bake them yourself? They were delicious. We need to have a recipe swap xD (I've got a recipe for sugar cookies. Yum)

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reurox11: xD Yeah, I'm dramatic some times and I enjoy making cliffhangers. Horrah for keeping you guessing, eh? xD Thanks! :D :D :D

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Disclaimer: I own nothing. I actually hope so because owning a Cretan Bull would be mucho work... . I look for low care pets... Such as the Axolotl... Oh how I love axolotls :D (If you don't know what an axolotl is, google "Pink Axolotl" and you'll see what I mean about their cuteness)

Malcolm's POV

Giant bulls, giant bulls. Where have I heard of this before? Who brings in giant bulls? Why can't I remember?

I scan through my e-book copy of the Illiad, my hands racing as I attempt to locate the words, the story, anything to help us defeat the creature. Still, nothing comes up. No great golden bulls, no heroes defeating them.

Next to me, Annabeth sits at her own laptop, searching through ancient scrolls.

"Anything?" I ask her.

"Not yet," she sighs. "But it's a Big Three thing, I'm sure of it. One of them sent it, although why, I don't know."

"What have we gone through?" I ask her, my hands drumming over the keyboard impatiently.

"I've gone through the Odyssey and I'm sure you've gone through the Illiad by now. I've also scanned through some of the old stories but I haven't found anything about a snow-whit bull. Especially not a giant snow-white bull."

"Well, if its Big Three material, shouldn't we look for a story that includes a child of the Big Three?"

"I've already tried."

"Let's keep trying then."

I return to my laptop punching in a few names. Poseidon, Zeus, Hades, Hera... Still nothing comes up.

"Heracles, my dear child. Find the story of the great Heracles." My mother's voice whispers to me. "There you shall find your answer."

"Annabeth, did you try Heracles?" I ask, swivelling my chair around to face her.

"No, I haven't actually. But I think I've found something."

"You read through that and I'll read through the story of Heracles, got it?"

"Sure."

King Minos wanted his queen to live in a spectacular palace, greater than that of her father. He then hired Daedalus to build it for him, knowing that the genius inventor could create something magnificent enough for his queen. It was marvellous, a forest of columns and a system of intricate passageways and winding staircases.

"What does Minos' palace have to do with anything?" I ask aloud.

"Just shut up and read," Annabeth snaps, her eyes not leaving the screen before her.

The Cretans worshipped the great bull which Zeus had used to take his new wife, Europa, to the island of Crete. However, Poseidon was jealous of the fact that Zeus had taken all the credit for the island, especially since he had to travel over his domain to reach it for the island was surrounded by the sea.

And so he sent them a snow-white bull, taller than a man and thrice as thick, to the island of Crete. Upon its arrival, the queen begged her king to keep the bull, despite the specific direction to sacrifice the bull to Poseidon. The king wanted more than anything for his wife to be happy and thus he allowed her to keep the bull, infuriating Poseidon.

The queen loved the bull so much that she requested a hollow, wooden one be made in which she could use to get closer to the bull and admire it at a closer range.

In his anger, Poseidon made the bull become angry and violent. The bull then created havoc throughout the land. No one could subdue the beast until Heracles came to capture the bull for one of his great labours.

As further punishment, Poseidon caused Pasiphaë to give birth to the mighty Minotaur, a human/bull hybrid that feasted only on human flesh.

"It's Poseidon's fault," I say. "Poseidon sent the bull."

"It could also be Zeus. It says here that he used to same creature to kidnap Europa," Annabeth adds.

"But how do we kill it?"

"I don't know."

I return to my reading, skimming the pages in search of any information on how to kill it.

"The Seventh Labour of Heracles," my mother whispers in my mind. "Find his Seventh Labour."

For his Seventh great Labour, Heracles was sent to slay and capture the great Cretan Bull, a creature which had been devastating the land of Knossos for many years. Heracles sailed to Crete, the land of King Minos. King Minos offered his assistance, yet, in his pride, Heracles did not accept his assistance and went forth to murder the bull himself.

Taking the animal's neck within his hands, he strangled the creature and sent it back to Athens.

It was later defeated for a second time by Theseus and sacrificed to Athena and Apollo.

"We've got to strangle it supposedly," I sigh, pulling the hair out of my eyes in frustration.

"We can't strangle it!" she shouts, jumping to her feet. "How are we supposed to strangle it?"

"Don't ask me! Ask Heracles!"

She sighs angrily, dropping back down into her chair.

"We can't do it." She punches the table hard with her fist, giving off an audible cracking sound and leaving a thin but long crack in the desk. "We can't defeat this thing."

"We can and we will, somehow. I know it."