Well, I know I said that last chapter would be the final, but I found myself writing this one anyway. Enjoy, but I was serious about potentially ending this story prematurely. According to the reviews it sucks so why continue, right?
(Camp Half-Blood)
Percy had been gone for a little over a year now. Many of the older campers still mourned his absence, but other than a few brief looks and the lack of a certain black haired demigod, you wouldn't even notice that the camp had changed. Nico was running, rather shadow jumping as he liked to call it, through the camp. He had mastered his powers to the extent that it took no energy to travel short distances.
"Hey, have you seen Annabeth?" He said as he popped up behind Rachel.
"Don't do that!" Rachel yelled after a very loud and high pitched squeal.
"Sorry. Well have you?"
"The Athena cabin has a break in their schedule right now."
"Thanks Rachel!" He yelled as he shadow travelled away.
He popped out halfway between the cave Rachel was at and the original ring of made one last jump to the entrance of Cabin 3. He hesitated before opening the door, old habits die hard. It used to be that just entering a god's cabin other than your parents was heavily frowned upon, but that changed after Percy's disappearance. He opened the door as quietly as he could and stepped inside. All the beds had been pushed to one side, and the fountain that Percy cut in half had been replaced by a giant one in the center of the cabin. There was a picture of Percy magically placed on the water. Annabeth had designed the shrine to the hero of Olympus with the help of Poseidon and Daedalus's laptop, and now she spends almost all of her free time in front of it. As usual, she was sitting in a chair beside the fountain reading a book.
"Annabeth?" Nico called.
She looked up from her book and noticed him in the doorway. She didn't say anything, so Nico continued.
"There was a tremor near Yellowstone. The Romans are already investigating it, and Jason assured me that they would call if they found anything."
"Thank you Nico."
"No biggie, we all want to find him again."
Even at the indirect mention of Percy, Annabeth looked longingly at the picture of him on the fountain.
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(near Yellowstone National Park)
Three roman demigods were wandering around Yellowstone. A tall skinny guy at the back of the group started to talk rather loudly.
"Why are we out here again?"
"Because, Jordan, something out here caused this." The leader of the group said as they came upon a clearing in the trees. In the center of the clearing was a crater about fifty feet across. The trio split up and began searching the immediate area for other signs of the monster. Jordan hadn't walked more than 10 yards away from the crater when an explosion sent him flying backward. A baby drakon was sitting in the center of a small crater in the ground where Jordan had just been standing. Suddenly, a bronze sword seemed to impale itself in the monster. Jordan looked in the direction the sword came from and saw a man stumble out from the trees and collapse. Jordan jumped to his feet and ran over to the man. He pulled a canteen of nectar out of his bag and started to pour it in the man's mouth. Just then the two girls came running from the other side of the clearing.
"Jordan, what happened?" The leader asked.
"This guy saved me then collapsed." Jordan gestured at the man. His silver jacket was torn to shreds, and what was left of it was covered in blood. The parts of his body that were visible were covered in cuts, both recent and long healed.
"Khloe, could this be him?" the other girl asked.
Khloe pulled a small picture out of her pocket and looked at it for a while.
"Looks like it, Summer." she responded.
"There's just one problem. The drakon he killed was too small to make that giant crater." Jordan said.
"Don't worry. I killed the mom two days ago and the first hatchling yesterday." Percy said as he sat up.
"Whoa, not so fast. You lost way too much blood to even be conscious right now, let alone moving."
They tried to lay him back down, but he knocked their hands away and stood up.
"I'm fine."
He started to walk away but collapsed again. They picked him up and carried him back to the main road where a van was waiting.
Sorry this chapter was so short. I just happened to get to a stopping point and didn't want to get to far into the story already. For those of you that are still reading this and enjoy the story, please leave a review or pm me with suggestions, criticism, or praise. Whatever you want to do. Also please participate in the poll on my profile. I will start working on the chapter involving the next fight in a few weeks or when I get a decent amount of votes on the poll, whichever comes first.
Corsair signing off (maybe for the last time)