Chapter 6 - Short Arrival
Rushing through the trees, going as fast as I can run, monsters chasing after me, boy I sure am having fun!
That was the best prayer I could give to Apollo. I totally expected him to appear in front of me, and make all those monsters go ka-boom.
Well, you don't always get what you want. Sometimes you get the total opposite. I think I have got the monsters. Slash. Stab. Training with the world's greatest dead heroes sure did help you with strategy and technique.
I needed a water source.
But what happened next was totally crazy. There was a flash of blond, and somebody took care of them for me. Ducking behind a tree, I finally let out a breath.
"Lord Hades, may you please give me a cloak to hide behind? I mean, sound proof. So people won't hear me. Well, make it invisible too. Thanks", I said, glancing at the ground. Pop. A bush uprooted. Grabbing what I needed, I speed off toward the north.
"WHERE IS LUKE! When is he coming back? What is he even going on a quest for? What will the Hermes cabin do without him?" Annabeth asked Chiron, swarming around him like a pesky fly.
Grover was about to speak when Malcolm opened his mouth, and cast a glare. Grover knew he had a plan in mind. "Annabeth, we don't know yet, please stop. The best we can hope for is that he comes back in one piece, with his quest finished", Malcom assured her, placing a palm on her shoulder. Malcolm was only there for half a year, but he surely knew a ton of things.
"Fine," Annabeth huffed, and sped off to her cabin.
Chiron, Malcolm and Grover exchanged knowingly glances, and smiled.
"Father, what is next," Luke murmured.
"Hermes is currently unavailable. Please leave a voice message at -", the robot spoke flatly. Luke slashed the phone in half, and walked to what his senses assumed was the west. He had encountered a few hell-hounds, which was a lot for the 16 year old. He had used his nectar for healing the scratch down his leg, and he limped forward.
He had to get a golden apple. He had to.
Reaching somewhere near Long Island Sound, I relaxed. To others, it would mean another hour of driving, but to me it meant swimming. Breaking through the water, I felt my lungs fill up. After this swim I would go to Camp Half Blood, then go to California.
30 minutes later
Panting, I reached the camp borders. I knew the place radiated energy, by the way the borders shimmered. Running through it, I reached the main part. Gasping, I looked at the beautiful scene before me. This was the place Persephone had told me about. Of course, it had changed in twenty five years. Reaching what I thought was the Big House, I ran inside, careful to not make any sound. Then reaching the Centuar and giving my message, I looked around for Ambrosia. Perfect. The Hermes cabin. I would get them to steal some. Or else, their spare pants would be gone!
Hades carefully observed the two screens - one projecting the Lotus Hotel Casino, the other of Andromeda. Nobody in the world could know about those demigods, Andromeda, Bianca, and Nico. Popping a square of Ambrosia in his mouth, he decided to go to the mega speaker.
"ALL GHOSTS PLEASE RETURN TO ELYSIUM, OR THE FURIES WILL WHIP YOU!", Hades bellowed, but also trying to avoid listening to the ghostly screams of protest. Hades decided one thing- if the girl was to go to Chaos to train, then she would go there as soon as possible. When she turns 9 1/2, then she would go. Andromeda would be more mature, and understanding.
I ran to the lowest ground point, then let Hades know I was done. But instead the vines around me curled and tried to strangle me.
"Nice try Andromeda, but you will not escape", a woman's voice announced. It was silky, but full of pure hate.
"I know who you are, and don't you try. Go away before I get Chaos to strangle you!" Andromeda growled, slicing through ten vines.
"I know who you are, and don't you try. Peculiar. Chaos will be destroyed by me. And brats like you", the voice said, overwhelming Andromeda. She concentrated on death and suddenly rose up. Whatever the mortals saw, Andromeda couldn't think of it. A comet? A star? A bird? A lamp? She then plummeted to the ground way below, landing on Hades' bed. He raised an eyebrow and gestured for her to come in his direction.
After explaining what he thought, Andromeda's gears started turning. 9 1/2. That was tomorrow.
A/N: The rare plot development! I wonder what will happen next.