Chapter 17: Visiting the Enemy
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Thalia snorted. She couldn't help it, Jasper? She thought Jasper was Percy? She was surprised that after years of adventuring together she wouldn't mistake Percy for someone else, but even though Percy was in the group she still couldn't pick out the right person.
"What? Is the man in front of me Perseus Jackson or not?" Annabeth stomped her foot which must've been hard to do while carrying a lanky teenage boy. "Err, no." she clutched Jaspers arm tighter as she felt her friend slipping "Not exactly," she amended literally watching the cogs working in Annabeth's head "What do you-" she started but Thalia quickly hefted the frozen figure onto her shoulder and said "Here, I think I can manage from here. Cheers! Go to go now bye." She waved briefly with her spare hand and lurched towards the sick room, away from a very confused looking Annabeth.
Percy felt hot, like he was burning in the deepest pits of Tartarus. Out of the darkness that smothered his vision he heard a voice grumble "You can't beat me Perseus. You and your puny demigod friends will die alone and helpless and you will be first, rotting under the vengeance of my children." The voice made shivers wrack his body and he felt like he was listening to a hundred knives scraping across chalk board.
"You," He shuddered, the world tilted and he was standing upright, facing him was a huge shadow that towered over him, giving the son of the sea god vertigo, the only features he could make out were a pair of glowing red eyes. "You-"he began again "are Kamchatka, the Drakon King. Nico mentioned you ARGH!" he cried out and fell forward as all his strength left him and he was conscious of a pain eroding from his insides like lava burning in his heart. The King chuckled "See how weak you are, you cannot stop me, you are helpless to my power." Percy crumpled onto his face and he twisted on the floor trying to get up but his strength failed him.
He looked into the eyes of the menacing shadow "I will find you Kamchatka. And I will kill you." The Drakon king stretched out a claw so the light could hit it, the surface was caked in blood- the blood of hero's- and the point was sharpened into a wicked point. The last words Percy heard was "Good luck with that, it's a shame you will have to die before my final act of triumph." The claw came down towards his face.
Bianca sat next to Nico clutching his hand, after losing him once she never wanted to lose him again. She just hoped that Jasper was as good as his reputation and could save him. Rachel sat in a trance with her legs crossed on a wicker chair in the corner. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her red hair spilled into a curtain in front of her face. Bianca kept looking out of the window, her nerves were on edge as if something was about to go wrong, across the room Rachel's eyes flickered open and looked around frantically, Bianca noticed this "What's up?" she called. Her friends eyes settled on hers but they seemed slightly dazed "I don't know," she shook her head "there's something jamming the oracle, something is about to happen." Bianca nodded grimly "I can feel it too, like a cold feeling that sends shivers up your spine."
Everything seemed to go wrong all at once, Percy moaned especially loudly and mumbling a string of incoherent words under his breath, Thalia burst through the doors making the sunlight stream in, she was clutching a frozen boy and gasping "Help, I found him like this." Bianca shot to her feet, all eyes were on the pair that had just come in. that was, until Percy let out a gut-wrenching cry from the other side of the room. Red bloomed on the covers of Percy's bed, out of his chest was a tooth, Bianca could have sworn that it had just appeared there by some unseen hand.
Percy lurched forward and muttered "you are Kamchatka."
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