AN: This Story Is Far From Finished, I'm Only Posting To Know Whether The Story's Good Or Not, All Comments And PM's Welcome, BTW: I'll Change The Story's Format Into One More Comfortable To Read And Split It Into The Chapters You're Accustomed To After I Know If I Should Keep Writing Or Modify It

Fuck Diego, Fuck Him Right In The Ear!

We walked through the door and a valley unfolded before us, and under different circumstances I would have really appreciated the beauty of it but right now were on a quest, and becoming a full part of the legion is the first step. They took me to the preator, Reyna who, after reading the letter from Jason, sighed as if thinking that the Roman Jason would never write a letter like that, and who knows? Maybe its true, but at this point, I really couldn't have possibly cared any less. Reyna assembled all of the Romans in a big hall where there were no weapons allowed (which sucked by the way). And trust me, I wish I could remember the details, but from the moment I set foot in the Little Tiber, I was feeling woozy. By the time Reyna was reading her letter from Jason, My knees were buckling. When they were burning a tattoo into my skin (SPQR with a line and an eagle) and officially accepting me into the camp, I was so numb, I could barely feel the pain, I saw Cathy leaning against a wall to stand up right, and Angel was slowly reaching for some Ambrosia. After I had gotten my tattoo, I noticed the other members of the legion were starting to notice our weird behavior and were ready to catch Cathy, Angel, and I when we collapsed and woke up three days later in the camp's hospital. "Three days?!" I exclaimed, "We lost three days!?" I looked over and noticed Cathy was wide-awake, sipping on some hot chocolate, and Angel still passed out. "What are we still doing here?!" I exclaimed. "Why didn't you wake me up?! We need to find Nico di Angelo!"

"Okay first of all, calm the fuck down and don't talk to me like that." She said with such a look that I couldn't even respond in fear for my balls, yet her tone didn't exactly project that. "Second of all, we think I know where we can find di Angelo."

"What?! Where?!"

"Strangely enough, Egypt."

"Egypt?"

"His sister, Hazel, said that he found an Egyptian statue, he said he had to go and check it out."

"What's so special about an Egyptian statue?"
"The fact that whenever Nico touched it, wherever his fingers made the red from the statue started changing as if Nico's touch was spreading the sand like color."

"She told you all of that?"

"Word-by-word."

"And you're sure she's telling the truth?"

"Why wouldn't she?"

"Because it's her brother. She might me trying to protect him."

"There was real fear in her eyes, she wasn't scared for her brother, she was scared of her brother and that statue."

"Why would a stat––" With a pang I realized what was going on. "Did she say the shape of the statue?!"

"Um...a snake. But wha––"

"Look I don't have time to explain but we need to go, NOW!"

I charged up my arm and shocked Angel wide awake but I accidentally gave him more than intended and left a burn mark in his chest. "Dude! What the––"

"No time, Let's go!"

As we were running I released the storm spirits and summoned Moon-Moon. "What's going on?!" asked Cathy, looking slightly worried. "Egypt!" I exclaimed. "Its all about Egypt!" Cathy and Angel stopped their horses, and just stared at me. "What are you guys doing, we need to go!" "We're not leaving until you tell us what's going on." Said Angel. "David, please, explain." Said Cathy.

"We just left a Roman camp, that means Greeks are not the only gods out there!"

"So?" asked Angel, looking annoyed.

"So, the Egyptians trapped some monsters that were too strong to be killed in statues. Nico had relation with both Greek and Roman camps before anyone else. Nico is with magicians right now!"

"Magicians?" asked Cathy looking slightly offended.

"In the Egyptian stories there were no demigods, just people, mostly blood of pharos, learned magic and followed the path of the gods."

"And you know this because..." Asked Cathy.

"Because I read Egyptian mythology a couple years ago." I said getting impatient.

"Still why the fucking rush?" Asked Angel.

"The red snake is Apophis, it's like the Egyptian Kronos with all the strength of Gaea." Angel looked confused while Cathy looked solemn, as if regretting going on the quest with me. Then, I felt as if I'd been slapped in the face. "What?" Asked Cathy, "Nothing." I said, let's go, we need to get to Egypt. We were flying to Egypt when Angel said. "What are we going to do when we get to Egypt? What are we even looking for? A camp? An organization? Why Egypt? We're Greeks and we're in long island for fucks sake!" I turned around and Angel and Cathy we're surprised to see that I was in tears, I wasn't proud of it, but I broke down, I was scared shitless of what was going on. I didn't give three fucks if I had to sacrifice myself for my friends, I would take a bullet for them any day. I was really scared because I was sure I was leading my friends to their deaths. Then, I made a connection. "The Mist!" I said. "Mortals can't see through the mist!" Cathy looked confused but Angel understood. "Our friend," He said. "He's not a demigod but he could see through the mist." Cathy started to say that that didn't necessarily mean that he was Egyptian but I cut her off. "Brooklyn two summers ago." I said, "A double sun, Ra's sun boat."

"We're grabbing at desperate ideas." Said Cathy.

"We're halfway to Egypt already." I thought about going on to Egypt but I couldn't. Something inside me told me that we needed to do this; we needed to go to Brooklyn. I thought to myself what to do, but I was running out of ideas. "Lets turn around," I said. "I saw a cave about half a mile back. We can make camp there, think of a strategy, and take off in the morning to wherever the hell we're supposed to go." They didn't look convinced, but they agreed and we turned around. Inside the cave, Cathy summoned her long ivory, boomerang-like stick and had the end burst into flames and shot a column of white-hot flames at the assembly of twigs, leaves, and loose sticks Angel and I put together. I put the storm spirits back in my bag and flew around on Moon-Moon for a while before he disappeared in a burst of wind and thunder. I sat next to Cathy and in front of Angel. Cathy's hand went to her bag and pulled up the magic plates and cups from Camp Half-Blood. "I stole them at breakfast." She said slightly nervous. "Oh gods what would we do without you?" I said, giving her a quick hug. I picked up my plate and said something I wasn't expecting to say but it felt good to say it. I looked at my plate and said: "I want a full rack of three-inch-thick ribs." Cathy laughed and looked at me slightly wide eyed and Angel grinned and slowly shook his head as if to say "classic David." I tossed one of my ribs at the flames and said "Zeus," while Cathy did the same tossing one of her seven mini-burgers at the flames, murmuring "Hecate." Angel tossed in some of his fried rice and said: "Iris," while we ate, we started discussing strategies. "I think we should go to Egypt." Said Cathy.

"But there's no evidence that we'll find anything there." I said.

"Neither is there any evidence that we'll find anything in Brooklyn."

"What about Diego?" Asked Angel.

"We should call him." I said.

"No, that's like sending all the monsters in the area a signal to come." Said Cathy.

"We could send an Iris message." Said Angel.

"What are you even gonna ask him?" Asked Cathy.

"Nothing." I said and they both stared at me. "All I need to do is get a good look at him." I said.

"How will that help." Asked Cathy.

"Yeah, I mean what do you even expect to see?"

"Trust me." I said. "I know what I'm doing." Even though they didn't exactly look happy about it, I knew they trusted me, and I was convinced about what I was doing. Angel concentrated and waved his hand through the air, next thing we knew; there was a shimmering image of Diego before us. He was dressed in cream-colored linen robes and was holding weird sword that was all bent. Diego had his back to us and was in a basketball court/Egyptian shrine fighting a man with other people in rows doing the same thing. Some had staffs, some had curve ivory boomerang thingies like Cathy, some had bent swords, and some were using their bare hands. Some people in the room noticed us and stopped the whole thing. All the men exploded in what looked like shards of clay or wax and everybody turned to look at us. One kid looked at me and his eyes widened, "Everybody out!" he yelled, "Except for Sadie, everybody please leave!" Diego whispered something in that guy's ear and he looked completely shocked and told him he could stay. A girl (who I guessed was Sadie) asked the guy a question and when he answered, she responded by saying: "So you weren't kidding? These are the other magicians?"

"Demigod!" Cathy snapped. "Don't say magician it's offensive!" Sadie looked confused until I stepped in and said: "I'm sorry, there must be some mistake here but, DIEGO WHAT IN THE NAME OF FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH THEM MOTHERFUCKING EGYPTIANS? GODS MOTHERFUCKING DAMN IT!" everybody looked taken aback except for Diego and Angel. "I...uh...um...my name is Carter Kane, this is my sister, Sadie. Who are you?"

"I'm David Sanchez. This is Angel Rivera and Cathy Banks. We're on a quest right now and we need some information, this needs to be in person. Were are you?"

"'Scuse me?" said Sadie with a slightly British accent. "You just barge here into our house with a magic message and what-not, you cuss us out with that trucker mouth of yours, and then have the nerve to ask for our address?"

"I can't tell you over this call but you have to trust us." I said.

"I want you to use one word, just one word, to tell us why exactly do we have to trust you, one good reason why we should tell you were we live and what we could possibly gain out of helping you. Just. One. Word." She said as if t was impossible and only some detective in a T.V. sow could possibly be able to answer it. I just smiled and answered: "Isfet. And by the way, I watch Doctor Who too." Sadie looked thoroughly irritated that I was able to guess it and Carter just face-palmed and shook his head in disappointment, as if he had told her not to use Doctor Who trivia in her interrogations. "Give us the address. We'll be there at about 10:30 tomorrow morning." Sadie gave us the address to a place they apparently called Brooklyn House. Angel took down the connection looking exhausted; with his nose bleeding so much it had already stained the pegasi on his shirt. Cathy tossed him some cloth from her bag and a blue t-shirt from his bag. "Well that when well!" I said, only to find both Cathy and Angel staring at me. "What?" I asked, not knowing what exactly was going on. "You just promised those people that we'd meet them in Brooklyn at10:30am tomorrow when we're halfway to Egypt and haven't rested one bit! What could possibly go wrong with your dumb plan?" said Cathy. "Even if we leave now, we still wouldn't be able to get to Brooklyn by then." Said Angel. "Don't worry!" I said. "We're not going to fly to Brooklyn; we're going to shadow travel there."

"What's shadow travel?" asked Angel.

"It's dangerous." Said Cathy.

"And our only choice." I said.

"You've only been able to do it a couple of feet!" Exclaimed Cathy.

"Because we've never tried it before! And besides," I said. "It's our only choice and we've already lost three days doing nothing. We can't afford to lose any more time on sleeping. We leave tomorrow."

"You're right." Cathy said at last, "but you need to train more in you're going to be able to use the shadow travel that far." Cathy's hands spontaneously burst into green flames. "Now," She said. "Your turn."

Sorry Bitches, There Was A Mistake With The Chapter Openers