A/N; My gosh we stink at this. It's Amber again. Here's Wally's chapter! He's pretty cool. I'm trying to figure out a schedule for this but with all of this school crap we're dealing with, we haven't had a good conversation about this fan fiction for like three months. You will probably be hearing me most of the time, Sunny and Gracey are mostly keyed into their school work. They're GT-ers (gifted and talented). So they're working their butts off. But I'll stop excusing them, cause they DO have a lot of extra time on their hands. But than again...so do I. So I guess we're all at fault.

Disclaimer; We don't own PJO. We only own Wally, Astrid (Sunny/Midnight/Sunshine), Ambrosia (Amber), Andrew, and all the other OCs I totally forgot to mention.

Chapter 3

Wally

August 3, 2014

5:07pm

Richmond, VA

I don't even know why I'm on the extraction squad.

I overheard Percy, my sword play trainer tell Chiron, "He's impulsive, immature, and reckless! I know his… condition… makes him like that, but its no excuse for him to drop all the extra training dummies on the class just to beat his opponent. He can't possibly be part of the extraction squad. "

I heard Chiron sigh and say,"Percy, you were just like him when you were 11. Give the boy a chance. His speed is an advantage and he hasn't left camp since…"

Percy groaned. "Fine. But are you sure he won't crack once he gets closer to his hometown?"

"Give the boy a chance Percy. I have a feeling he'll be needed on this expedition. Also, tell Leo to fit him for his weapon."

"Sir, he can't use a sword."

"Well, then he gets the...uh, honor... Of being Leo's guinea pig."

Their conversation continued until the point where I couldn't stand to hear my mentor and one of the greatest demigods of all time talk behind my back.

My speed, that's what it always came to. Kinetic speed electricity particles that had blended with my genes was what Chiron called it.

Being a son of Hermes, my speed would be slightly higher than most people, but after the accident… I was as fast as light, only 2% slower than my father. But putting any demigod outside of the property lines is almost always fatal, so Percy volunteered an "experienced" swordsman to go with me. Andrew Reckinson, son of Hades. Dark and gloomy, I'd heard too many rumors that his death glares actually killed, along with his Stygian iron sword. But that wasn't what I was worried about at the moment, being Leo's lab rat was more pressing. After the Giant war, Leo built his own forge in the woods next to Bunker 9 to prevent blowing up the whole camp.

The craziest things came out of his forge, a pink chicken clucking madly, what seemed like a tornado alarm, and one weird time, Leo himself was thrown out of the door by his automations. I'd hoped not to end up like the chicken, grilled and seasoned on Leo's desk the next day, but even that was too much to ask for since as soon as I walked in, my shoe set on fire.

"Leo!" I shouted out through the roaring fire. He was blasting his flame-thrower hands at what seemed like a pair of celestial bronze hand armor gloves and a pair of red goggles. I ran through the sweltering forge looking for what Piper kept in case this happened, which seemed to come in handy a lot more than it should've.

Come on, come on…. water! There! I thought. I burst for the bucket and dumped it on his head.

He turned around quickly with his fist on fire, ready to play a little game I call, "Barbeque Wally," but luckily he recognized me. "Wall-man! My man! What can I do for you? Wait, weapons yes! For your first extraction! Yes! Always the best." he grinned.

I frowned.

"What were you burning?"

"Those? Your new weapons, duh!"

"Okay..." I muttered, not sure why he'd be burning my gear...

"Relax, they're fireproof, waterproof, monster proof,weapon proof, well, everything proof!" He started steaming like he always does when he's excited.

"Calm down Leo, or I'll have to douse you again."

"Right, Right." He eyed the bucket wearily."Anyway, seeing as you're not uh... 'gifted' with a sword, I made you gloves so you can run up and box the monsters in the face! And the goggles are for when you're running you kick up dirt. They're fireproof, waterproof..."

"I get it!" I interrupted.

"Meh, you no fun… anyway the goggles are heat sensitive so when you flip the knob on the right…" He demonstrated, "knob to the left, X-ray," He tapped it and handed them to me. He sensed my unease and said, "Don't worry, if you do combust you'll have ten minutes to say goodbye to the world." That didn't exactly reassure me. But I decided to take them anyway, magical items are always useful.

If only I'd combusted instead.

A/N; I feel like this chapter could've been soooo much longer, and better. But this kinda needed to be short. I think it's just a filler, but it might help you understand Wally a bit better. I dunno. I think it was just to help fill in some blanks about Wally and the mission. I dunno. I didn't write this one. My chapter is next though. I need to finish it though...and the other chapter for my own story. I definatley have my work cut out for me.

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