Answers to reviews:
AlexBeowolf2: The next flashback scene might not be for a while, just to add a little more mystery to the imagination of what Jakob's life in Asgard was like aside from what he's already said.
Sakra95: Well, Athena is one of the Virgin Goddesses... boy, is Jakob gonna end up causing that to change since she's in the harem along with Hestia and Artemis.
Guest02957: Thanks.
Guest: You'll have to see how that meeting goes.
AnubisHunter56: Well, Jakob cares for and protects those he calls friends. And I'm pretty sure I mentioned that I'm centering on jakob for now, so don't expect a scene with the Olympians anytime soon. It's like how the Percy Jackson books kep it focused on Percy and didn't include scenes without him.
Asharzal: We'll see.
Disclaimer: I do not own God of War or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I only own the OC Jakob Thorsson.
With lightning sparking around him, Jakob flew to where he could see Andromeda and landed not too far away from her, causing the Daughter of Poseidon to spot him and quickly run over.
"Jakob!" Andromeda called, causing him to look over and relief passed through him when he saw Andromeda healed and no longer harmed.
"Are you all alright?" He asked her quickly, his eyes scanning Andromeda from head to toe for any injury.
"I'm fine." Andromeda nodded, though smiled at his concern.
"So what happened?" Jakob asked, wondering what happened after Andromeda fell into the water.
Andromeda was about to explain, but she was interrupted by a little girl. "Mommy, look! That girl walked out of the water and that boy flew!"
"That's nice, dear," the mother told her child.
But they're not even wet or harmed!"
"That's nice dear, dear."
A news lady was talking to the camera: "Probably not a terrorist attack, we're told, but it's still very early in the investigation. The damage, as you can see, is very serious, especially since an underwater bomb went off, making the water reach as high as the Arch, dousing out most of the flames. We're trying to get to some of the survivors, to question them about eyewitness reports of one person falling from the Arch and another person in league with the terrorist."
At the word survivor, Andromeda sighed out in relief, but wondered what they meant by underwater bomb. Jakob thought it was probably due to the Mist, making the mortals think differently to what actually happened.
"… two adolescents, a boy and a girl." another reporter was saying. "Channel Five has learned that surveillance cameras show them actually going wild on the observation deck, somehow setting off this freak explosion. Hard to believe, John, but that's what we're hearing. Again, no confirmed fatalities…"
Jakob then turned to the Daughter of Poseidon. "We should get going."
Andromeda nodded in agreement. "Yeah."
The two walked along, keeping their heads down.
They had almost lost hope of finding their friends until they heard Grover bleat out, "Andromeda! Jakob!" Andromeda got tackled by the goat boy while Annabeth came up behind him, looking angry, but failing.
She yelled, "We can't leave you two alone for five minutes! What happened?"
"I sort of fell," Andromeda said, shrugging nervously.
"Andie! Six hundred and thirty feet?" she said, exasperated. "And what about you, Jakob?"
"Oh, you know. Just killed Lamia, Chimera and the Echidna." He said, shrugging. He brought out the fang of Lamia and the horn from the Chimera. "See, I got prizes!" Jakob smiled while Andromeda gawked at him, along with the others.
Behind them, a cop shouted, "Gangway!" The crowd parted, and a couple of paramedics hustled out, rolling a woman on a stretcher. Andromeda and Jakob recognized her as the mother of the little boy who'd been on the observation deck. She was saying, "And then this huge dog, this fire-breathing Chihuahua-"
"Okay, ma'am," the paramedic said. "Just calm down. Your family is fine. The medication is starting to kick."
"I'm not crazy! This girl jumped out of the hole while the boy flew!" Then she saw the group. "There they are! It's those two!"
The two demigods quickly dragged Annabeth and Grover, not wanting to be the centre of attention.
"What's going on?" Annabeth demanded. "Was she talking about the Chihuahua on the elevator?"
"So... news flash: the Chihuahua was actually the Chimera, who bit Andie and poisoned him. But he was healed by water. The fat lady and the rattlesnake were Echidna and Lamia. I killed Lamia, while killing the other two after Andie fell," Jakob explained in one breath. Annabeth and Grover looked at him, one in disbelief, the other in awe.
"You-you slayed the Echidna and the Chimera, not to mention Lamia?" Grover asked, shocked. "That's amazing! Very few heroes can claim to do that!"
"Told you, I've faced worse." Jakob shrugged.
Then Andromeda added her own input, telling the group about her high dive act, and some underwater lady's message.
"Whoa," Grover said. "We've got to get you to Santa Monica! You can't just ignore a summons from your dad."
"If we must go, then we must." Jakob said with a sigh, knowing that Gods, the Olympians especially, didn't like to be ignored.
Somehow, they made it back to the Amtrak station without getting spotted and got on board the train before it pulled out for Denver. The train trundled west as darkness fell, police lights still pulsing against the St. Louis skyline behind them.
The next afternoon, June 14, seven days before the solstice, the train rolled into Denver. Thankfully Jakob still had some money to spare from the start of the quest. They were able to get some food, but only a little. They hadn't showered, and it was starting to show.
"Let's try to contact Chiron," Annabeth said. "I want to tell him about your talk with the river spirit."
"We can't use phones, right?" Andromeda asked.
"I'm not talking about phones." Annabeth answered.
They wandered through downtown for about half an hour, as Annabeth kept looking for something. It was hot and dry out.
Finally they found an empty do-it-yourself car wash. Veering towards the stall farthest from the street.
"What exactly are we doing?" Andromeda asked, as Grover took the spray gun.
"It's seventy-five cents." The Satyr grumbled. "I've only got two quarters left. Annabeth?"
"Don't look at me," she said. "Jakob is the one with the money." She pointed to him.
Grunting, the Son of Thor reached into his pocket, fishing out four quarters that he had with him, which excluded the money he received from camp.
"Excellent," Grover said. "We could do it with a spray bottle, of course, but the connection isn't as good, and my arm gets tired of pumping."
"What are you talking about?" Andromeda asked once more, really curious.
Grover fed in the quarters and set the knob to FINE MIST. "'I-M'ing."
"Instant messaging?" Andromeda frowned.
"Iris-messaging," Annabeth corrected her. "The rainbow goddess Iris carries messages for the gods. If you know how to ask, and she's not too busy, she'll do the same for half-bloods."
"You summon a goddess with a spray gun?" Andromeda asked in disbelief.
"There's weirder ways of summoning gods." Jakob said dismissively, having read different mythologies and about how gods are summoned or appeared in some shape or form.
Grover pointed the nozzle at the air and water hissed out in a thick white mist. "Unless you know an easier way to make a rainbow."
Sure enough, late afternoon light filtered through the vapour and broke into colours.
Annabeth held her palm out to Andromeda. "Drachma, please."
She fished out one and handed it to the blonde.
She raised the coin over her head. "O goddess, accept our offering." She threw the drachma into the rainbow. It disappeared in a golden shimmer. "Half-Blood Hill."
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then they could see through the mist and saw the strawberry fields, and the Long Island Sound in the distance. It was probably the porch by the Big House. Standing with his back to them at the railing was a sandy-haired guy in shorts and an orange tank-top. He was holding a bronze sword and seemed to be staring intently at something down in the meadow.
"Luke!" Andromeda yelled.
He turned, his eyes wide. They could see that Luke was standing three feet in front of them through a screen of mist, except they could only see part of him that appeared in the rainbow.
"Andie! Jakob!" His scarred face broke into a grin. "Is that Annabeth, too? Thank the gods! Are you guys okay?"
"We're… uh… fine," Annabeth stammered. She was madly straightening her T-shirt, trying to comb her loose hair out of her face. "We thought - Chiron - I mean - "
Jakob rolled his eyes at her behaviour. She was acting like a typical high school girl with a crush. Sure, he acted in a similar fashion when he met Silena, but he recovered quickly the more he spent time with her. With Annabeth, she still acted the same.
"He's down at the cabins." Luke's smile faded. "We're having some issues with the campers. Listen, is everything cool with you? Is Grover all right?"
"I'm right here," Grover called. He held the nozzle out to one side and stepped into Luke's line of vision. "What kind of issues?"
Just then a big Lincoln Continental pulled into the car wash with its stereo turned to maximum hip-hop. As the car slid into the next stall, the bass from the subwoofers vibrated so much, it shook the pavement.
"Chiron had to – what's that noise?" Luke yelled.
"I'll take care of it." Annabeth yelled back, looking very relieved to have an excuse to get out of sight. "Grover, come on!"
"What?" Grover said. "But –"
"Give Andie the nozzle and come on!" she ordered.
Grover muttered about girls being harder to understand than the Oracle of Delphi, then he handed Andromeda the spray gun and followed Annabeth.
After a quick readjust of the rainbow by Andromeda, both the Daughter of Poseidon and Son of Thor could now see Luke.
"Chiron had to break up a fight up," Luke shouted to them over the music. "Things are pretty tense, guys. Word leaked out about the Zeus – Poseidon standoff. We're still not sure how – probably the same scumbag who summoned the hellhound. Now the campers are taking sides. It's shaping up like the Trojan War all over again. Aphrodite, Ares and Apollo are backing Poseidon, more or less. Athena is backing Zeus."
Andromeda shuddered to think that Clarisse's cabin would ever be on his dad's side for anything.
In the next stall, they could hear Annabeth and some guy arguing with each other, then the music's volume decreased drastically.
"So what's your status?" Luke asked them. "Chiron will be sorry he missed you."
Andromeda told him pretty much everything, excluding the dreams. She tried to tell him about it, but Jakob kept glaring at her the moment she opened her mouth about it. They kept talking and they didn't realize how long they talked until the beeper went off on the spray machine. One minute left it seems.
"I wish I could be there," Luke told them. "We can't help much from here, I'm afraid, but listen… it had to be Hades who took the bolt. He was there at Olympus at the winter solstice. I was chaperoning a field trip and we saw him."
"But Chiron said the gods can't take each other's magic items directly." Andromeda recalled.
"That's true," Luke said, looking troubled. "Still… Hades has the helm of darkness. How could anyone else sneak into the throne room and steal the Master Bolt? You'd have to be invisible."
They fell into silence. Jakob paused at the notion, then stared at Luke disbelievingly. He realized what he'd said.
"Oh, hey," he protested. "I didn't mean Annabeth. She and I have known each other forever. She would never… I mean, she's like a little sister to me."
'She might not be happy to hear that.' Jakob thought, knowing Annabeth had a crush on Luke.
In the stall next to the demigods, the music stopped completely. A man screamed in terror, car doors slammed, and the Lincoln peeled out of the car wash.
"You'd better go see what that was," Luke said. "Listen, are you wearing the flying shoes? I'll feel better if I know they've done you some good."
"Oh… uh, yeah!" Andromeda said, failing at sounding convincing. "Yeah, they've come in handy."
"Really?" he grinned. "They fit and everything?"
The water shut off. The mist began to evaporate.
"Well, take care of yourselves out there in Denver," Luke called, his voice getting fainter. "And tell Grover it'll be better next time! Nobody will turn into a pine tree if he just –"
The mist was gone, and Luke's image faded into nothing. They were alone as Grover and Annabeth came back laughing from around the corner, but stopped when they saw both boys' faces. Annabeth's smile faded. "What happened, guys? What did Luke say?"
"Not much," Andromeda lied, sharing a look with Jakob. "Come on, let's find some dinner."
As Annabeth and Grover walked on, Andromeda hung back with jakob.
"Why didn't you let me tell him about my dreams?" She muttered to him.
"I don't trust Luke." Jakob revealed, much to her surprise and shock. "Something about him makes me feel unease... like when there's a monster nearby that has to be dealt with. I trust my instincts, they've never let me down."
A few minutes later, the questers were sitting at a booth in a gleaming chrome diner.
All around them, families were eating burgers and drinking malts and sodas.
Finally a waitress came over. She raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Well?"
Andromeda said, "We want to order dinner."
"You kids have money to pay for it?"
"… Got enough," Jakob said, after checking the money he had. He had to be careful; he didn't want to waste carelessly at all.
Suddenly a rumble shook the whole building; a motorcycle the size of a baby elephant pulled up to the curb.
Jakob immediately thought the rider was compensating for something.
All conversation in the diner stopped. The motorcycle's headlights glared red. Its gas tank had flames painted on it, and a shotgun holster riveted to either side, complete with shotguns. The seat was leather – but leather that looked like… well, Caucasian human skin.
The guy on the bike looked like someone who'd beat up bears when bored. He was dressed in a red muscle shirt and black jeans and a black leather duster, with a hunting knife strapped to his thigh. He wore red wraparound shades, and he had the cruellest, most brutal face you'd ever seen – handsome, one could say, but wicked – with an oily black crew cut and cheeks that were scarred from many, many fights.
The weird thing was, Andromeda felt like she'd seen his face somewhere before. Even Jakob felt the same... and he's never met this man, but he knew he was a god.
As he walked into the diner, a hot, dry wind blew through the place. All the people rose, as if they were hypnotized, but the biker waved his hand dismissively and they all sat down again. Everybody went back to their conversations. The waitress blinked, as if someone had just pressed the rewind on her brain. She asked them again, "You kids have money to pay for it?"
The biker said, "It's on me." He slid into the booth, which was way too small for him, and crowded Annabeth and Grover against the window.
Jakob could feel a desire to get angry, to feel the rage within build but he curbed it down, narrowing his eyes at the man across from him.
The man looked up at the waitress, who was gaping at him, and said, "Are you still here?"
He pointed at her, and she stiffened. She turned as if she'd been spun around, then marched back towards the kitchen.
The biker looked at Andromeda and Jakob . You couldn't see his eyes behind the red shades, but bad feelings started boiling in Andromeda's stomach. Anger, resentment, bitterness. She wanted to hit a wall. She wanted to pick a fight with somebody. Who did this guy think he was?
Jakob just stared with sharp eyes, fists clenching and unclenching time and tie again.
The man gave a twisted grin. "So, you're old Seaweed's kid, eh?" He said to Andromeda then looked at Jakob with his grin widening. "And you... you're the bigger talk of town. The Son of Thor himself."
"And you're Ares, the God of War." Jakob said calmly as he stared the Olympian God of War down.
Ares chuckled and mockingly bowed somewhat. "I know, an honour to meet me. More than that peace-loving excuse of a God of War you've got."
"Ares? Clarisse's dad?" Andromeda realized.
Ares grinned and took off his shades. Where his eyes should've been, there was only fire, empty sockets glowing with miniature explosions.
"That's right, punk. I heard you broke Clarisse's spear." Ares said, looking at Andromeda.
"She was asking for it." Andromeda glared at the god.
"Probably. That's cool. I don't fight my kids' fights, you know? What I'm here for – I heard you two were in town. I got a little proposition for you." Ares said, looking between Andromeda and Jakob.
The waitress came back with heaping trays of food – cheeseburgers, fries, onion rings, and chocolate shakes.
Ares handed her a few drachmas.
She looked nervously at the coins. "But, these aren't…"
Ares pulled out his huge knife and started cleaning his fingernails. "Problem, sweetheart?"
The waitress swallowed, then left with the gold.
"You can't do that." Andromeda glared at Ares. "You can't just threaten people with a knife."
Jakob scoffed. "Andie, you'll find that Gods do whatever they want simply because they are Gods."
Ares pointed at Jakob. "Knew you'd get it. Your own family think like that?"
"My brothers mainly." Jakob said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"So, Lord Ares, what brings you here?" Annabeth interjected, getting back on track and why Ares sought them out.
Ares turned towards her, then to Andromeda and Jakob. "I got a little proposition for you two. I need a favour."
"What favour could we do for a God?" Andromeda asked, thinly veiled tolerance in her voice.
"Something a god doesn't have time to do himself. It's nothing much. I left my shield at an abandoned water park here in town. I was going on a little… date with my girlfriend. We were interrupted. I left my shield behind. I want you to fetch it for me." Ares said.
"Why don't you go back and get it yourself?" Andromeda challenged with a glare.
The fire in Ares' eyes glowed a little hotter.
"Why don't I turn you into a prairie dog and run you over with my Harley? Because I don't feel like it. A god is giving you an opportunity to prove yourself, Andie Jackson. Will you prove yourself a coward?" He leaned forward. "Or maybe you only fight when there's a river to dive into, so your daddy can protect you."
"And why should we waste our time getting your shield?" Jakob asked this time. "We already have a quest. We don't need to divert from that."
Ares turned his heated gaze towards him. He could see blood and smoke and corpses on the battlefield. "I know all about your little quest, Aesir. When that item was first stolen, Zeus sent his best out looking for it: Apollo, Athena, Artemis, and me, naturally. If I couldn't sniff out a weapon that powerful…" He licked his lips, as if the very thought of the master bolt made him hungry.
"Well, if I couldn't find it, you got no hope. Nevertheless, I'm trying to give you the benefit of the doubt. Your dad and I go way back. After all, I'm the one who told him suspicions about old Corpse Breath."
"You told him Hades stole the bolt?" Jakob asked with a frown.
"Sure. Framing somebody to start a war. Oldest trick in the book. I recognized it immediately. In a way, you got me to thank for your little quest." Ares smirked.
"Gee, thanks," Andromeda grumbled.
The God of War shrugged. "Hey, I'm a generous guy. Just do my little job, and I'll help you on your way. I'll arrange a ride west for you and your friends."
"We're doing fine on our own," Andromeda gritted out, not wanting his help whatsoever.
"Yeah, right. Little money. No wheels. No clue what you're up against. Just relying on Thorsson there to help you. How said." At the end Ares' voice turned mocking. Andromeda wanted to jump across the table and beat his face in, but Jakob held her back.
"Help me out, and maybe I'll tell you something you need to know. Something about your mum."
Andromeda's eyes flew to Ares'. "My mum?" She asked, trying not to sound too desperate to the war god.
He grinned. "That got your attention."
"And why should we believe that you know about her?" Jakob asked, curious. "That, if we do your quest, you won't trick us and lie?"
He laughed throatily to Jakob. "Now, now, I wouldn't lie about stuff like that."
"Forgive if I don't want to trust the word of an Olympian." Jakob retorted. "A bunch of Gods known for their backstabbing, loopholes and breaking their words once their 'tools' have done what they wanted."
"Same could be said for your grandfather, brat." Ares said with a smirk.
"Least my kind don't hide behind stories that make them out to be all wise, respectful and everything good." Jakob retorted, knowing that the Aesir didn't hide their bloodthirsty and battle-hungry nature.
Ares glared at Jakob, but the Son of Thor just glared back. Ares spoke, without breaking his stare from him. "The water park is a mile west on Delancy. You can't miss it. Look for the Tunnel of Love ride."
"Scared of a little water, oh what a tough God of War." Jakob taunted with a smirk. "Bet Týr could do this without a shred of fear, unlike you."
Ares bared his teeth, the look similar to what Clarisse's.
There was something false about it, almost like he was nervous.
"You're lucky you met me, punk, and not one of the other Olympians. They're not as forgiving of rudeness as I am. I'll meet you back here when you're done. Don't disappoint me."
And with that, Ares disappeared through his own means. Jakob looked outside and saw the bike was also gone as well.
"Knew I was going to hate him." Jakob said with a shake of his head.
"This is not good." Grover said nervously. "Ares sought you guys out. Not good!"
"It's probably a trap." Andromeda said, shaking her head. "Forget Ares, we've got our own problems to worry about."
"We can't," Annabeth said. "Look, I hate Ares as much as anybody, but you don't ignore the gods unless you want serious bad fortune. He wasn't kidding about turning you into a rodent."
Andromeda looked at her burger with a grimace, not feeling hungry right now. Jakob dug into his food, feeling no such hesitation.
"Why does he need us?" Andromeda asked, looking at the Daughter of Athena.
"Maybe it's a problem that requires brains," Annabeth said. "Ares has strength. That's all he has. Even strength has to bow to wisdom sometimes."
"I'm not buying it," Jakob said, just finishing his burger and now biting into some onion rings. "Ares looked nervous. What would the God of War be so scared of that he sends kids to take care of? He probably might be a coward, but even so."
The other three glanced nervously at each other.
"Joy," Andromeda said, sighing as they stood up and left, Jakob taking the food with him. Hey, he wasn't going to waste free food!
The sun was sinking behind the Rocky Mountains by the time they found the water park. Judging from the sign, it once had been called WATERLAND, but now some of the letters were smashed out, so it read WAT R A D.
The main gate was padlocked and topped with barbed wire. Inside, huge dry waterslides and tubes and pipes curled everywhere, leading into empty pools. Old tickets and advertisements fluttered around the asphalt. With night coming in, the place looked sad and creepy.
"If Ares brings his girlfriend here for a date," Andromeda said, staring up at the barbed wire, "I'd hate to see what she looks like."
"No you wouldn't. You'd be like everyone else who sees her." Jakob said with aa roll of his eyes. "Mouth agape and drooling like idiots. Ares' girlfriend happens to be none other than Aphrodite."
"The Goddess of Love." Grover sighed dreamily.
"Knock it off, goat boy." Jakob said, lightly smacking the back of his head. "We get it, she's hot. She would even go so far as to call herself the most beautiful being in all of creation... which I very much doubt."
"Jakob!" Annabeth hissed as the Son of Thor lightly yanked on the padlock with a grunt. "Be more respectful. this is Aphrodite we're talking about."
"And? I've seen Freya, the Norse Goddess of Love." Jakob said with a shrug before he yanked the padlock off the gate, pushing it open.
The shadows grew long as they walked, getting in successfully with Jakob kicking the door in. They checked out all the attractions available. There was AnkleBiterIsland, Head Over Wedgie, and Dude, Where's My Swimsuit?
No monsters came to get them. Nothing made the slightest noise.
They found a souvenir shop that had been left open. Merchandise still lined the shelves: snow globes, pencils, postcards, and racks of –
"Clothes," Annabeth said. "Fresh clothes."
"Yeah," Andromeda said. "But you can't just – "
"Watch me." Annabeth smirked at her.
She snatched an entire row of stuff off the racks and disappeared into the changing room. A few minutes later she came out in Waterland flower-print shorts, a big red Waterland T-shirt, and commemorative Waterland surf shoes. A Waterland backpack was slung over her shoulder, obviously stuffed with more goodies.
"Looks good, Annabeth... but not my style." Jakob shook his head.
Soon, all of them (save for Jakob) were decked out like walking advertisements for the defunct theme park. Jakob even picked up a disposable camera from the shop.
They continued searching for the Tunnel of Love. "So Ares and Aphrodite," Andromeda said, "they have a thing going?"
"That's old gossip, Andie," Annabeth told him. "Three-thousand-year-old gossip."
"What about Aphrodite's husband?" Andromeda asked, recalling that Aphrodite was married.
"Well, you know," Annabeth said. "Hephaestus. The blacksmith. He was crippled when he was a baby, thrown off Mount Olypmus by Zeus. So he isn't exactly handsome. Clever with his hands, and all, but Aphrodite isn't into brains and talent, you know?"
"She likes bikers." Andromeda said, thinking about Ares.
Talk about shallow," Jakob commented. "If Hephaestus is anything like his children, and having met Ares, I'd choose brains over dumbassery any day. Then again, I haven't met the guy."
This got all the rest of the group to crack up, but didn't comment any further.
"Hephaestus knows about it?" Andromeda asked, picking up where she left off.
"Oh, sure," Annabeth said. "He caught them once. I mean, literally caught them, in a golden net, and invited all the gods to come and laugh at them. Hephaestus is always trying to embarrass them. That's why they meet in out-of-the-way places, like…"
She stopped, looking straight ahead. "Like that." She pointed.
In front of them was an empty pool that could've been used for skateboarding. It was at least fifty yards across and shaped like a bowl.
Around the rim, a dozen bronze statues of Cupid stood guard with wings spread and bows ready to fire. On the opposite side from them, a tunnel opened up, probably where the water flowed into when the pool was full. The sign above it read, THRILL RIDE O' LOVE: THIS IS NOT YOUR PARENTS' TUNNEL OF LOVE!
Grover crept towards the edge. "Guys, look."
Marooned at the bottom of the pool was a pink-and-white two-seater boat with a canopy over the top and little hearts painted all over it. In the left seat, glinting in the fading light, was Ares' shield, a polished circle of bronze.
"This is too easy," Andromeda said. "So we just walk down there and get it?"
Annabeth walked over and ran her fingers along the base of the nearest Cupid statue.
"There's a Greek letter carved here," she said. "Eta. I wonder…"
"Hmm... that sounds familiar..." Mimir murmured as he tried to recall.
"You've been quiet." Jakob noted.
"Well, meeting Ares, never felt like speaking. Plus, nothing really inquires my insight." Mimir pointed out.
"You're the Smartest Man Alive, your insight and advice is always needed." Jakob told him.
"...Thanks, brother."
"Anytime, brother." Jakob said with a smile before he looked at where he could see Ares' shield. "Right, we've got no time to waste so I'm getting it."
"How-" Andromeda started only for Jakob to leap into the air and fly with a burst of lightning crackling around him. The Son of Thor easily grabbed the shield, but upon doing so something must've snapped because the ride ended up moving.
"Oh! now I remember!" Mimir suddenly said. "Eta is 'H'. For Hephaestus. No doubt he made this a trap for his wife and Ares, and..."
"Live to Olympus in one minute… Fifty-nine seconds, fifty-eight…" A loudspeaker voice boomed.
"It was going to be broadcasted." Mimir finished his train of thought.
"Too bad they'll be seeing nothing." Jakob said with a small smirk before he flew back over to the others, tossing Ares' shield up and catching it. "Besides, saves any of us from taking an... embarrassing ride on that thing."
Annabeth shivered as she saw spiders fall down onto the ride at one point and agreed with him.
"Now, let's get this back to it's owner and be on our way." Jakob said, moving past them to go for the exit, the others soon following.
And that's it for this chapter. Yeah, thanks to Jakob, nobody went on the Thrill Ride of Love. Like Thor, he can fly remember. So he just flew over and grabbed the shield without wasting any time.
Harem: Silena Beauregard, Thalia Grace, Katie Gardner, Annabeth Chase, Andromeda Jackson (Female Percy), Bianca Di Angelo, Zoe Nightshade, Thrúd, Freya, Artemis, Athena, Hestia, Skadi.