I had sincerely forgotten that I had to write another chapter of this. Not. Even. Joking. XD You should all thank Wingedgirl36 for reminding me about it! And thank Dark Skitty Power for forcing me to write it (You forced me Skitty. There's no denying it! XD) So yeah, I'll get on with it. But ONCE AGAIN! This is not my only story, and I have very low inspiration levels for this. Also, I am trying to update Life As a Teenage Bird Kid more often, since so many people insist it's my best fic. And now, people are insisting that I keep writing The iPod Screen too! Jeez, so many fics, so little time…

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So yeah…

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything that belongs to the person that isn't me.

CLAIMER: I OWN TREST, THE SNAKEYLION!

Percy Boy's POV

Annabeth smiled at me, and I grinned back. We were in our underwater bubble back under the lake at camp. She placed her hands on my shoulders, and I hugged her closer to me, until we were just an inch away. She was gazing directly at me, with those beautiful stormy gray eyes of hers unusually calm. She leaned forward, and right before her lips brushed mine-

A shaft of light, aimed perfectly by Apollo, beamed off of his chariot and hit me straight in the eyes, immediately waking me up. I sat up groggily, rubbing my eyes. It came back to me in a flash.

I was on Corinthos.

Annabeth hated me.

She loved Travis Stoll.

I had to fight five more monsters to get her cure.

I had to get back to camp in… one, two, three, four… Six more days to get the water! If I had six days to get the water, and I was forced to wait five more days, including today, to fight the monsters before getting the water, then I only had one day to get back to camp! Dang it, I hate Eros so much…

Why did Apollo interrupt my dream? It was so much nicer than reality. He probably just wanted to mess with me. "Why can't you gods just leave me alone?" I asked the sky quietly, not wanting to wake up the monsters. "I'd be ever so happy if I could have one normal day in my life." Thunder rumbled across the sky. Apparently the gods didn't want to leave me alone. Jerks.

I got up off of my mat, leaving the blanket in a heap on top of it. I never was one for making my bed, and anyway, it was just going to be picked up and moved out of the way later. As I stood up, I wondered if there was any food I could eat while I was waiting for the monsters to wake up. My gaze was caught by the buffet table from last night. Instead of the big Monster's Fine Dining: Pizza Branch boxes from before, the table was filled with a ton of breakfast foods. There was a bowl of fresh fruits like peaches, bananas and apples, another bowl with fruit salad made up of mango, pineapple, watermelon and grapes, and a couple pitchers of juice and water by the end, next to a stack of green-glass cups. In between the fruits and juices were huge platters of waffles and bacon. When I say huge, I mean the size of a turkey platter huge, piled with bacon six inches high, and the waffles rose on their plate for another six inches above the bacon. I gazed at them hungrily, wondering how much I could take before I annoyed the monsters. "It's magic," A voice behind me said simply. I turned to see Frio standing behind me in line for the buffet table too. He was insanely quiet, I hadn't even heard him coming! "Every time you take something, another waffle or fruit or bacon strip, more food will appear to replace it. So take as much as you want, young hero."

"Thanks for telling me that," I replied somewhat awkwardly. "I didn't know how much I was supposed to take." He nodded, and picked up two plates from the end, handing one to me. I held it in one hand while I spooned a big mound of fruit salad on first, before moving to get six waffles out of the stack. As Frio had explained, every time I took a waffle, another appeared on the stack, creating a never-ending supply of waffle-y goodness. I was in heaven by the time I got to the bacon plate. "Where can I get one of these?" I asked Frio in awe, watching as he took fourteen waffles off the stack. More waffles appeared almost as soon as he took his hand away.

"It was a present from Hermes, I think," Frio told me, piling bacon on top of his waffles. "You could ask him." I grinned and moved on to the end of the table. It was covered in containers of butter, syrup, whipped cream, and berries. I deftly spread butter across the top of each of my waffles, filled every depression with syrup, and piled each with a roof of whipped cream before stacking them one on top of the other.

"You are skilled in the art of waffle-making, young hero," Trest complimented me, rubbing his eyes with scaly paws as he grabbed a plate of the end of the table. I nodded in thanks, putting my plate down to pour myself a glass of mango juice. I'd had this stuff about twice before, and both times it was insanely delicious. Juggling my now extremely heavy plate of food and the almost completely full glass of mango juice, I made my way over to a wooden picnic table that had somehow appeared in the middle of the night. I didn't bother asking about how it got there, instead digging into my waffles. Soon Frio and Trest came to sit at the table also. My method of eating waffles consists of cutting them into those neat little triangular quarters most of them are sectioned into, then carefully picking up a quarter with one hand and eating one pocket of sugar at a time until I finished the quarter. I repeated this maneuver until all six of my waffles were safely inside my stomach. Then, I started on my bacon.

Bacon = heaven in Percyland.

While I was eating, the rest of the monsters were waking up. They sleepily formed a line at the buffet and piled their plates with food. Every single one of them got more than twelve waffles, and easily finished them all. Their bacon-eating skills were very admirable also. Frio and Trest finished their huge stacks in about two minutes. After I finished my breakfast, I put the plate on the magic tray thingy the monsters had shown me last night. When it sensed something being placed on it, it would magically whisk it away, and in a minute it would come back squeaky clean. It was really kinda nifty!

After every monster had finished eating their breakfasts (it didn't take that long for them to finish) Trest came up to me and asked when I would like to battle. After my little revelation about exactly how much time I had left to cure Annabeth, I wanted to get the water as quickly as possible. "Can we fight in half an hour?" I asked Trest. He seemed surprised by my request.

"Are you sure you want to die that soon?" he asked me curiously. I saw no hint of teasing in his ancient black eyes. Trest truly thought he could kill me easily. I decided to let him keep that happy little thought for now. He would soon see that he was wrong.

"That's fine with me. On the sliver of a chance that I could beat you, I'd like to do it as soon as possible so I can get the water for my girlfriend," I explained. He nodded, though he still looked a little skeptical.

"Half-bloods do so much for this thing they call 'love'," Trest sighed. "Alright then, young hero. We will fight in thirty minutes." He bowed to me formally and walked off to prepare. I headed off to the spring that Frio had told me about yesterday to have a long soak before our battle. I could use some extra energy.

$&%*I JUST RECENTLY REALIZED THAT THE JERKISH THING ON FF THAT GOES OVER THE STORIES WAS DELETING MY LINE-BREAKS. THIS, MY FRIENDS, IS A LINE.*%&$

I looked at my wristwatch and realized that I only had a few minutes before I had to fight Trest. With a resigned sigh, I pushed off the bottom of the spring, where I had been sitting for the past twenty minutes. As my head broke the surface, I took in a breath of air, once again feeling the odd sensation of breathing air after breathing water for a long time. If you could try it, you would know that it just feels plain weird.

I paddled to the side of the pool, and heaved myself out of the water, immediately feeling my energy decrease. Even with my now-lowered energy levels, I was now stronger and way more alert than I had been before my swim. Sometimes, it's really fun to be the son of Poseidon.

Walking through the little forest separating the spring from the monster's camp, I wondered why Trest thought he could defeat me so easily. I'd have to ask him after he regenerated from dying. There was no way I was getting killed now, so obviously, I would have to defeat Trest quickly. Finally, I walked out of the trees and back into the camp. There was no one in sight.

Frio was missing from his usual spot in the Limbo area, and so were the other three monsters who always were there. Trest was nowhere to be seen, and the other monster he hung out with, a cat-octopus hybrid named KaRinoline, was also gone. KaRino was usually found hanging around by the buffet table, but the table was completely deserted.

Something was wrong.

I pulled Riptide out of my pocket, uncapping it without looking down as I surveyed the scene. Something was definitely wrong. No monsters were Limboing or pigging out on the pineapple pizza. Trest was so sure he was going to kill me, so where did he go?

My question was answered as I heard a twig snap behind me, and I whirled around to face Trest. His face, covered with mixed patterns of black scales and golden fur, had a look of surprise on it. "Dang it," he muttered.

"What are you doing?" I asked him suspiciously. He was holding a long spear in one hand, and a dagger in the other. "Where is everyone else?"

"Uh, umm, they went, uh, fishing!" Trest fumbled for words before coming upon an excuse. I immediately knew he was lying.

"Did you send them away so they wouldn't see you fighting me? Were you trying to kill me just now so you wouldn't have to fight me?" Suddenly, I knew this was the truth. I don't like being backstabbed, and definitely not literally like Trest was about to. That he was going to just kill me quietly behind my back got me really angry. Frio had fought fair and square, why couldn't Trest? Waves roared in my ears, and my vision went completely white.

I knew I was doing something probably extremely dangerous and extremely powerful, but I wasn't sure exactly what I was doing. I hoped I wouldn't pass out as I felt an intense tugging in my chest.

Suddenly, the white clouding my vision dissipated, and the roaring of the waves in my ears calmed down. I was standing in the only dry circle of ground in the entire monster camp, my arms outstretched and head pounding. Trest's body lay on the ground, his fur wet and scales slick with water. I looked at his glassy eyes and realized that he was dead.

A wave of nausea swept over me, and my knees buckled. I fell to the ground, placing my head against wet earth. It was soaked with saltwater, I realized. I had commanded water all the way from the ocean to come inland and kill Trest.

That was insanely creepy.

Pretty cool, but still insanely creepy.

After a moment of just lying there, I managed to get up and stumble over to the picnic table, collapsing on its bench. At the same time, the other five monsters, including Frio and KaRino, ran into the clearing, halting when they realized their paws/claws/tentacles were getting wet. They looked down at the saltwater-soaked ground, then at where Trest lay, and finally at me, sitting at the picnic table and looking weakly out over the scene. "What happened?" Frio finally asked.

I told them about why Trest had sent them away, how he had tried to sneak up on me and kill me, and how I had somehow drowned him with saltwater from an ocean half a mile away. Frio and KaRino looked angrily at Trest's corpse. "He told us we needed to go find more wishroot for the washing tray!" she hissed angrily in her feline-accented voice. "Trest always was a coward," she added. "I'm not as surprised as I would be."

Frio shook his head sadly. "I wonder why Trest did that. He knew that if Percy killed him he would just regenerate."

"Why don't you ask him when he does regenerate?" I suggested. "KaRino, can you please pour me a cup of mango juice? I don't think I have the strength to walk over there." She nodded, still fuming about Trest's cowardice, and stalked over to the buffet table. Frio looked at me interestedly.

"How did you command that water to come so far inland?" he asked me. I shrugged, fighting the waves of tiredness that were suddenly flowing into my mind.

"I don't know. When I realized that Trest had tried to sneak-attack and kill me, how he had gotten you all to leave so you wouldn't know, I guess I just went berserk. My powers went on autopilot, and I couldn't do anything. I was just acting as a channel for the water to go through, I guess," I told him. Frio nodded thoughtfully, soaking in everything I had just said.

"That is very interesting, young hero," he replied finally. KaRino had come back over with a glass of mango juice, and I was sipping it thirstily when her tabby cat ears pricked up.

"Trest is returning," she informed us distastefully. "We must question him." I nodded, and suddenly Frio stood up from the picnic table and helped me off the bench. I let myself be led away from it before asking where Frio was taking me.

"You didn't take your trophy yet," he told me. I nodded, and we walked over to Trest's body. "Trest will be very upset that you killed him. This is only the second time Trest has died in over a hundred years!" Suddenly Frio scowled. "Now that I think about it, Trest always managed to make us leave before he killed a hero. I wonder if he's been backstabbing the heroes all along…" We made it over to Trest's corpse, and I knelt beside it, avoiding the glassy stare of his dead eyes. I plucked off a tuft of hair from his lion mane. Once the fur left his nick, his entire body disappeared but for three shiny black scales. I sighed in relief when his corpse disappeared. It was kind of unsettling to have a dead snake-lion hybrid monster lying in front of you. I carried the fur and scales over to my trophy box, and right as I dropped them inside, Trest appeared directly in front of KaRino. With her cat agility, she reached out her arm with lightning speed and grabbed Trest by the mane, digging her claws lightly into his neck, not far enough to kill him, but certainly far enough to cause him a lot of pain.

"Why are you such a coward Trest?" KaRino purred at him. He just gurgled unhappily, before spitting up a large amount of water, and glancing at me with an ashamed, unhappy look on his face.

"It isn't fun to be drowned," he told me sadly. KaRino's eyes narrowed, and she unsheathed the claws of her other paw and slashed across Trest's face. He howled pathetically in pain, but none of the monsters or I moved.

"Answer my question, Trest," KaRino hissed. She was extremely scary as she dug her claws further into Trest's shoulder and neck. He wriggled, trying to get out of her hold, but only succeeding in getting her claws wedged better in his thick skin and scales. We stared at him.

Finally, he stopped struggling. "I don't like dying," Trest whined. "Even if I get alive again in a few minutes, it's really painful. Drowning is the worst experience ever! It's even worse than getting stabbed through the gut with a sword like the last guy did to me." Trest paused and shuddered. "And that was awful," he added mournfully.

Frio kicked him. "You can't go killing heroes in that awful way Trest! That's just not right! I'm going to report you to Lord Zeus," Frio threatened. Trest's eyes got wide as he struggled more.

"Please no, Frio! Please don't! I've been your friend for eons, and now you're going to report me for a little thing like this?" Trest wheedled. Frio's eyes hardened as he stared at him. Trest eventually cowered back, and KaRino dug her claws even further into his neck.

"Yes I will," Frio told him seriously. Suddenly, Trest gurgled again, and KaRino extracted her claws from his neck. He fell down, dead again. Suddenly, everyone was more cheerful.

"Trest is so annoying sometimes," KaRino confided in me, wiping her claws clean on the part of his mane that wasn't bloody.

I nodded. "I totally agree." KaRino smiled in her secretive kitty-cat way, before padding off, her octopus tentacles whirling around in the air like they were waving at me. It was totally weird and unsettling, but in an odd way, kind of cute too.

I felt a lot better, and when Frio yelled "LIMBO TIME!" I was the first one under the bar.

A HA! I totally just updated! I'm sorry for the totally unreasonably long wait, but I really don't like writing fight scenes, and my inspiration for fanfiction in general has been depleted for awhile now while I concentrate (somewhat XD) on my fictionpress. TA TA! Please review! It makes me feel happy, and when I'm happy, I write more. I'm not the kind of author who'll ask for a certain number of reviews before writing another chapter, but let's face it. EVERY AUTHOR LOVES REVIEWS. AMEN.

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