The prisoner
Chapter eighteen: Special deliveries, demigod style
Harry along with Mark and James both sons of Hepheastus crept stealthily into Warehouse 45 located in the Chelsea area of New York. The three of them were armed to the teeth with everything from Greekfire to Cyclotrimethylenetrinitramine or RDX as it was more commonly known.
Harry quickly routed through his rucksack and came across a two by twelve wooden case and inside the magically expanded interior were seven bundles of ten sticks of Trinitrotoluene or TNT.
Hey kiddo,
Katie informed me you were on a bombing mission
Hope these help.
Goodluck, stay safe and give 'em hell.
Love Sirius.
The three infiltraitors were part of a four man mission with Jackson White or 'Jack' son of Hermes sat in a white builders van three streets over listened over the radio.
"Harry, you okay...We need to triple check our explosives pay load." Murmured James as he crawled through the western vent.
"I've got seventy sticks of Trinitrotoluene, fifty ounces of RDX and five jars of Greekfire." Replied Harry as he packed the TNT into the single strap hip bag he had over his shoulder.
"TNT! SWEET! FUCK THIS BANG IS GONNA BE BIG!" Cackled Jack madly over the radio, despite being Hermes son everyone was sure he was Hepheastus's because of his obsession over explosions.
"Harry, set the TNT on the pillars five meters directly in front of you and on eachside of you once you reach the T junction." Ordered Jack.
Soon enough the T-junction came up and Harry undid the panels and taped three TNT packs onto them and slid into the main warehouse. He saw three demigods who served Luke standing guard over some oil cannisters. "Morons...Leaving petrol nearby." Harry thought as he melted into the shadows.
He materialised behind them and DocX+placed two more stacks of TNT next to the petrol. "On the warehouse floor beneath the pillars...Found some combustables." He murmured.
James found Harry and he was handed the RDX and TNT. James scurried too the far wall, creeping around several dracanae and hellhounds and more demi-gods.
Meanwhile as those four were setting up the explosion of Warehouse 45 out at sea Percy Jackson and Charles 'Charlie' Beckendorf had just landed on the infamous crusie ship the Princess Andromeda. Percy realised it was heading for the Chelsea area of dcok storage.
"This is our only chance, lets blow Kronos to kingdom come." Said Percy tensley as they crept into the engine room and began to wire it up.
Minutes passed but not all of the charges were set. "Percy, I need several minutes buy as much time as you can. GO!" Called Beckendorf as he began to work faster, Percy had heard rumours that he was a carbon copy of Poseidon and Percy couldn't help but notice that his partner on this mission looked like Hepheastus should he have been born without his deformities.
Percy tore out the engine room and into a pack of Telekhines, Riptide materialsied and withing seconds all but one of the Telekhines were vaporised save or one who happened to have a 'Lil demon' lunchbox.
Percy found himself in a hallway covered in water guarded by a crustacian crab that he vaguley remember Hercules had crushed with his sandels. "Unfortunately this thing is bigger than my Reeboks...Paul mentioned something about a chink underneath it." Percy charged forward grabbing the water with his mind.
He slid baseball style under the crab and stabbed it exactly where Paul had shown him and the crab disintegrated. "Well done Percy...However it is too late. I know all about your explosives on the boat." Percy snarled and launched himself at Luke who blocked with Backbiter.
Back with Harry, Jake and Mark they had placed, loaded and primed all of the explosives and programmed them onto one mobile number. "STOP! PUT YOUR WEAPONS ON THE GROUND!" Shouted a demi-god, he was clad in heavy armour.
"How about no." Replied Jake as Harry faltered and turned to face the teenager.
"Go, I'll catch up." Harry ordered and he grabbed the phone and began dialing a number.
"What are you doing?" Demanded the demigod and Harry kept on dialling.
"Making my last phone call...I do get a last request?" Asked Harry as he drew his wand and pressed dial. "...You don't. You have thirty seconds to get everyone out if you want to live." With that he launched an incendio into the warehouse.
The timers started ticking the moment Harry pressed dial, Harry ran like mad. He dived over a pile of boxes, under a hellhound. Delving into his powers of Posedion he generated a wind current violently launched several demigods flying as they dived at his flanks. (Think Moose in Step Up Miami.)
Katie picked up the phone, she was at camp "Harry, what is it?" She asked knowing only the brief part of the mission that is was exceptionally dangerous.
"I'm on my way home...I'm sorry." Harry hung up and chucked the phone to the floor which activated the secondary sequence an automatic detonation upon full body contact meaning an entire side of the phone had to hit the floor.
Harry reached the closed and barred front doors as the explosives went off, Harry dived out the doors as the flames licked the soles of his boots and leather jacket. Harry lay face down on cement covered in glass, wood, shards of metal and blood.
The explosion ripped the warehous apart, nothing surrounding it was spared its wrath. Several other warehouses suffered extensive damage. Grunting and groaning Harry picked himself up, summoned everyones bags and ran.
Jack turned the corner with James and Mark covered in bandages with the van sliding door opened and pulled Harry in and they dissapeared into the afternoon sunshine back to Long Island. "Well did it work?" They asked as Harry wrapped his leg in a bandage and pulled it tight.
"A bit too well...The scars and evidence on our clothing will show that." Came the grim reply.
Meanwhile Percy had grabbed Beckendorf as the ships engines detonated but his arm was sliced by the Sycthe and Beckendorf was hit by a spear in the chest "Leave me, Percy. The ships going to blow." He begged coughing up blood.
"I can't...But he was still three metres away from the edge and closing suddenly he stumbled backwards sharply as Beckendorf shoved him with the last of his strength and Percy fell his arms held at his sides and his fingers splayed into the water below as the ship erupted into an ethereal green fireball.