~ALY~

I walked outside, and as I expected, Percy and Annabeth bombarded me with questions.

"Where did you get that? How is it glowing?" just to name a few.

However, Jason was strangely silent.

I looked up at his face. He was staring at something. For a moment, I thought it was me or the necklace, but then I realized it was my arm, the tattoo on it.

I looked down at it, and put my hand over it.

Percy had explained to me that it meant that I was part of Camp Jupiter, the Roman version of Camp Half-Blood. He had then shown me his own tattoos. Apparently, he was part of both camps. A praetor, or leader, in fact.

Praetor. Camp Jupiter. The both words struck me hard. I didn't know why.

Stupid Amnesia.

Jason cleared his throat.

"Erm, sorry." he said, looking away from me.

"It's cool." I had replied.

We stood in silence, until Percy said:

"We should be going. We've gotta get these clothes paid for and get a taxi to the airport near here. Camp Half-Blood's in California." Percy said.

"I don't feel comfortable flying." I said slowly.

It was true. I never liked to fly. Something about it always frightened me. Very badly, in fact.

I waited for Percy and the others to laugh, but instead Annabeth said:

"It's because your a child of Poseid-er, Neptune. You aren't supposed to fly in Zeus-er, Jupiter's-territory."

"Oh. Well then, how am I supposed to get to the camp if I can't fly there?"

"You'll go by water." Percy told me, as if this were completely normal.

I stared at him for a moment, wondering if he was serious.

"How do we do that? Going from the Gulf of Mexico to the, well, whatever body of water is near the camp would take forever. California is over a thousand miles away." I told him.

"First of all, it's the Long Island Sound, and second, you'd be surprised at how fast it is when your the child of Poseidon-or Neptune."

I nodded.

"I'm going to need a change of clothes." I said, as I began to choose which outfit I'd wear.

"No need." Percy said, smiling slightly. "It's another benefit given to us by our dad. We don't get wet in water."

"Yes we do." I told him. "I get wet taking a shower."

"That doesn't count." he told me.

I sighed, but nodded, going to the counter to pay for the clothes. Annabeth, Percy, and Jason followed behind me.

The lady behind the counter had her back turned. She had greasy, white curly hair and kind of smelled, but I did my best to ignore it.

"Excuse me, madame, but do you mind ringing up these clothes for me?" I asked as politely as I could.

She said something I couldn't understand because she was turned. I couldn't read her lips to know what she said. Probably that she was willing to help me.

Even before she turned, I knew something was wrong. The vibrations of her voice were too short, too choppy. I felt chills run down my back. The hairs on my neck

And that's when she turned.

"Would you like to pay for that in cash or death? she hissed, smiling to reveal long, yellow teeth and a leathery, dirty face.

"A Fury!" Percy cried, as the creature stretched out her wings.

"Aw shoot!" I yelled.

"Run!" Jason cried.

He didn't have to tell me twice. I took off running as if my feet were on fire.

I heard the fury shriek.

"I'll get you yet!" she cried.

"Even worse, it's Mrs. Dodds!" Percy screamed.

I was too freaked out to ask.

We ran to one of the buildings and hid, panting. I managed to gasp:

"What do we do?"

"You and Percy need to get to the Gulf!" Annabeth said.

"We're not leaving y''all behind!" I cried.

"We're not." Percy said. "We're going to fight her using the Gulf!"

"In case you don't know, I don't know how to fight. Or use water to fight!"

"Just do it!" Percy cried.

I forced myself not to argue with his "Spontaneous Fighting Abilities" plan.

"What about you two?!" I then asked Annabeth and Jason.

"We'll bring her to you." Annabeth said.

"But you two could be killed."

"Same as usual." Jason said with a grin.

I was about to protest when I felt the sharp, choppy vibrations of the Fury's voice. I couldn't understand what she said, because she wasn't in my field of vision to read her lips, but it was loud, judging from the fact that my head rang by the vibrations.

"C'mon!" Percy yelled, grabbing my arm and pulling me after him.

We ran as fast as we could. Normally, with my limp, I couldn't run as fast as most, but at that moment I was running about as fast as Percy.

Being close to death does that to you, I guess.

We finally made it to a huge body of water, thankfully. The sign said:

The Gulf of Mexico:

come enjoy the beach!

I looked at Percy in surprise.

"I didn't know...we were that...close." I was panting.

"We...weren't. We just ran...for our lives..." He panted.

Soon I felt the vibrations of the Fury's voice.

"Get ready!" Percy told me.

I nodded, feeling my stomach grow into knots.

When the Fury came into my field of view, I saw her face was half burned and that her movements were jerkier. I looked at Percy as he said:

"Jason must have paralyzed her with lightening."

I saw also that Annabeth and Jason were slashing and hacking her with swords. Percy took out a pen and uncapped it. It changed into a goldish-brown sword with some kind of writing on the side. I stared at it until the vibrations of his voice jerked through me, his face telling me I needed to do something.

I ripped the necklace off of my neck and charged.