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Chapter 5: Sam Gets Her Epic Anime Moment

So, at this moment, I'm pretty much useless. Because of my fever, I don't even have the strength to get up. So I have no choice but to watch my best friend hold on to her dying father. While that's happening, The Vulture was laughing sinisterly.

"Stop laughing, you freak!" I yelled in anger.

"Oh you foolish mortal. Can't you see? This is the curse of being a half-blood, no matter how much they struggle, the people they care and love are the ones that suffer."

Sam was trying to stop the bleeding, but it's not working. The wound was too big and too much blood was spilling. Mr. Stacy was dying and there's nothing we can do to stop it. At this moment, Mr. Stacy seems to be saying something to Sam, but he was too weak for me to hear it. The Vulture flies up in the air, ready to attack.

"Time to die, Halfblood!" She yelled.

As she swoops down, Percy suddenly flies out of nowhere and clashes with the harpy. They both fall to the ground. I hear Percy groaning in pain.

"Percy?!" I yelled.

"Should've known it was an ambush," He replied. "Where's Sam?"

I pointed towards the Stacy's, and as I did, Sam looked at me.

Her eyes say it all.

He's gone.

Percy notices her expression and curses in an ancient language. Then the Vulture pins Percy down from behind.

"You insolent brat!" She yelled. "Always getting in the way! Always ruining our plans and forcing us to hide in the shadows!"

Percy tries to escape from her grip but fails. The harpy claws out Percy's back. He screams in pain. I screamed out to him as I tried to get up; but once again, I was too weak to even move. I don't know why I'm getting this fever, but it's a really bad time to lose most of my strength!

"Time for you to die, Percy Jackson!" Vulture yelled.

Just as she was about to do the finishing blow on Percy, a bullet flew past her face, leaving a scar on her face. She grunts in pain and lets go of Percy.

"Who did that?!" She yelled.

We all looked at where the bullet was shot at, and we saw Sam holding her father's gun and the knife I had a while ago.

"You're fighting me, bird freak!" she yelled.

Vulture snarled at her, "You? How can a mere child hope to stand against… wait…" She squints her eyes as she takes a closer look at Sam, "Your eyes…"

I looked at Sam and saw what the Vulture was seeing. Sam's eyes were glowing. As I said before, Sam has gray colored eyes that are just full of curiosities and wonders. Now, they're glowing, shiny like silver but fueled by anger and sorrow. It's kinda like how Goku goes Super Saiyan; or Rose using her silver eyes; or… basically like how every anime character activates their powers for the first time.

"No matter!" The Vulture once again flies up and swoops down to attack Sam. However, Sam miraculously dodged her attack and slashed her talons with the knife. The harpy screeches in pain. Sam was being relentless, she was somehow dodging all of her attacks and was counter attacking with her knife. She wasn't using the gun, but I believe she was just saving ammo to finish off the Vulture.

As Sam was dealing with the harpy, Percy was getting back up and was about to join the fight when we suddenly heard a loud roar. Percy cursed in silence and saw a big figure charging through and ramming towards him. Percy managed to dodge but barely. He grabbed his pen that was in his pocket and uncapped it, turning it into a sword. Percy gets back up and continues fighting the big guy while Sam deals with the Vulture.

I'm honestly at shock; not only is my lovable and dorky brother is being a total badass, but my best friend who is a total otaku (don't judge, anime is getting popular lately) and a nerd on history and myths is standing up against a highly experienced flying bird person. Either I'm now hallucinating, or I have underestimated my family.

Sam continues dodging and slashing down the Vulture, but is only doing minimal damage. Makes sense, but just because she has some ancient power that'll most likely be the start of another Shonen anime, does not mean she's instantly an expert. What do you think this is? An Isekai Anime? Anyways, despite Sam holding up, she's still no match for the Vulture. After only a few minutes of them constantly fighting, Sam was being overwhelmed by fatigue and the harpy's relentless attacks.

Panting, Sam was cornered.

"Your temper tantrum is over, little girl!" The Vulture yelled. She lifted one of her talons and attempted to attack, but Sam anticipated and dodged it, then aimed her father's gun and fired at her. The bullet flew past her, but left a small scratch by her cheek. The vulture then left a swift kick toward Sam at the stomach, knocking her out. Sam landed right next to me, groaning in pain.

"Sam!" I yelled weakly, "Stay down, just get to the gate, I'll be okay!"

Sam slowly gets up and grabs the knife on the ground.

"No!" She yelled, "I'm not losing anyone else because of me! You want me, you flying freak? Come get me!"

As the Vulture was panting from their fight, I saw Percy also struggling with his fight against the big guy himself. Whoever this guy is, he definitely knows Percy's fighting technique. I muster up all the strength I have as I slowly get up, but my fever is really wearing me down, like I could pass out at any moment. But I can't. I need to find a way to help them in any way possible.

"Percy!" I called out.

"Estelle! Get Sam inside camp! I'll hold them off!" Percy yelled, unaware that I'm not feeling well and can't do much to help Sam.

"But Percy-"

"I'll be fine, go!"

I know he's lying, but I ain't got much of a choice at the moment. I called out to Sam.

"Sam! We gotta go!"

"Not yet! Not until I kill her!" Sam replied.

"Sam! That's not you," I said. "Your dad wouldn't want this for you! He wants you to live a normal, happy life!"

The Vulture continues her relentless attacks. She would either fly up and swoop down to attack with her claws; use her wings to attack on the ground or simply throw some of her feathers at Sam. Most of her attacks don't lay a scratch on Sam, but she's wearing out fast. Probably because she never did this much exercise in the past. Remember, she's an Otaku nerd, not an athlete. Or maybe, it has something to do with those silver eyes. You know, how in anime where the main character uses their abilities for the first time with recklessness, only to wear out fast and lose the fight? Yeah, something like that.

Okay… I gotta convince Sam to stop making me watch anime. It's ruining both our views in reality.

Suddenly, Sam was kneeling down, panting from dodging and attacking the Vulture. She was already wearing down from the fight already.

"Sam!" I yelled.

"You lose," The Vulture said, kicking Sam towards me. She dropped both the knife and gun far away from us so we have no way to defend ourselves.

Meanwhile, Percy was managing to keep his head up and focused on his fight. The big guy was losing his breath. No doubt, Percy is actually winning.

"Why can't you just stay down?!" Percy yelled.

The big guy growled.

He then punched Percy, making him fly towards us.

Percy groaned in pain.

"Okay, that really hurts," He said.

The three of us stayed closed as the Vulture and the big cloaked man walked towards us. But now that I got a good look at his front side, I noticed he has horns popping from his hood. I can only think of one creature with such a horn. But it can't be… right?

"It's over, Percy Jackson!" The Vulture yelled. "Give up!"

Percy still has his sword on his hand, but he's worn out from his fight and so was Sam. Plus, her weapons are tossed to the side. And what's worse, the two are blocking the entrance to the camp, so now we can't even get to safety and call for help.

"Now, time for you to-"

As the Vulture was gonna attack, a sudden buzz was heard from nearby. The vulture then responded toward her ear.

"Master?" She responded. She was nodding and listening to whoever was behind her earpiece. Which, may I remind you, I just noticed right now. Was that always there? And if so, was she just following orders from someone else? And by whom?

"Understood," The vulture responded and looked at her partner. "Change of plans, our boss wants Percy alive. The rest we can dispose of."

The big guy growled and nodded.

"Who wants me?" Percy asked. "Who do you work for?!" Percy yelled.

"Nothing for you to know, Jackson. Just know that you are very lucky that my master wants you alive," The Vulture says.

"What, Percy has a fan club of his most hated enemies?" I asked.

"Oh, you have no idea."

The Vulture walks closer to them as Percy gets between.

"You leave them alone!" Percy yelled.

"I don't think so," Vulture replied. "You are important to my master, but the girls made this personal now. Never have I lost my prey in all my life."

I scoffed, "Yet you managed to fail to stop all three of us."

"Perhaps… but you won't be alive to tell anyone."

As the two monsters walked closer to us, an arrow flew past the big guy. It came right behind us, and as we looked behind us, what I saw was even more shocking. I swear, I saw dozens of these spartan looking warriors, wearing armor and wielding spears, shields, and bows. Suddenly, a tall man walks up front from behind the group. As he appears, I realized something… he has a horse body underneath his torso. A horse butt.

Yeah… let's add that in this pile of crazy reveals.

"You two! Leave these kids alone, or you face my campers!"

Vulture snarls then replied, "Chiron… mark my words, your camp will burn along with these warriors. My master will ensure it!"

The Vulture ordered the big guy to retreat, as they both walked back towards the shadows, she spoke to Estelle.

"We will meet again, sister of Percy Jackson."

"The name is Estelle. Estelle Blofis," I replied.

And the two disappear to the shadows.

Several of those warriors ran towards us and tended to our wounds. The man with the horse body, I believe his name was Chiron, spoke to Percy.

"Percy, are you okay?" he asked.

"Been through worse, but…" Percy looked towards Mr. Stacy's corpse. "We lost a good man."

Sam collapsed, as if all of her energy was just used up and she didn't notice until the fight was over. Of course, I'm no different.

"Hey, Percy?" I asked. "I… I don't feel so good…"

I suddenly started to lose consciousness as Percy called out for me. The last thing I saw was him running towards me as several of those warriors grabbed onto me so that I wouldn't collapse on the ground.

And then everything turns black.

You want to know something crazy? I don't dream, at all. Seriously, everytime I go to bed, I close my eyes and then wake up the next day. No dreams or visions, nothing. It's like time just passes by and I don't notice it.

This time… I had a dream.

I can't really describe where I was; only that it was dark and secluded. At the other end of this room, I saw these three hooded elder ladies, weaving something. Hard to tell what it was as it weaved endlessly towards the darkness.

I slowly got up and asked, "Where am I?"

The three ladies did not answer, instead they continued weaving. I noticed something though; they seem to be weaving some unique colors of threads. As I look towards the end of their threads, I see several sweaters and shirts with names on them. Most of them I recognized instantly and some not yet. However, the majority of these shirts were unfinished. But… the ones that were finished had names I am unaware of. There were names like Charles Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, Luke Castellan and more; but there was one name that really grabbed my attention for some reason. It was a purple sweater, unfinished and tossed to the side and had a hole on the spot on the chest, where the heart would be. It didn't have a name on it.

I don't know why it piqued my interest, but for some reason I felt grief and sorrow for it. It's as if it was meant for someone.

"Estelle Blofis…"

One of the ladies spoke and was pointing upwards. I looked up and saw a spider hanging by the light on the ceiling. It came webbing down towards the unfinished clothes and did something unexpecting. It began using its webs to seal up the holes on them.

"It seems," One of the ladies said, "You have taken a path that shall defy fate itself, Estelle Blofis. Would you use this gift for yourself? Or for others?"

I didn't understand what she was saying.

Gift? Defy fate? What does that even mean?

"Perhap time shall tell…" She said as the room began to darken.

Then I woke up.

I groaned as if I didn't get enough sleep due to me staying up and watching some anime Sam recommended. Don't deny that you have done this before.

"Estelle!" I heard a voice. I looked ahead and saw Percy, wearing some shorts and an orange shirt that had a logo and name on it: CAMP HALF-BLOOD.

I replied, "Percy? Where am I?"

"In the infirmary at camp. After you passed out, we took you here to heal. You had a pretty bad fever during the fight."

"How long was I out?" I asked. Percy was quiet for a moment and then replied.

"About two days."

"TWO DAYS?!" I yelled. I then rapidly started asking questions about The Vulture and her partner, Percy and Sam's health and… about Mr. Stacy.

Percy was able to explain everything to me. The campers took us here to heal and recover from Vulture's attack. As for … They buried him nearby and gave him a proper funeral yesterday.

"I should've been there for Sam," I said. "It was my fault… I should've done something to help."

"It's not your fault, Estelle. He knew how dangerous this life is, so he did everything he could to protect her daughter. Mom did the same for me, and Annabeth and I would do the same for our kids."

I sighed, "But all that Sam had was her dad. What is she going to do now?"

Suddenly, Sam emerges from behind Percy as she enters the infirmary.

"Stella! You're okay!" She yelled as she jumped on me and hugged me.

"Sam…" I couldn't say anything. I just held her and she let out all of her emotions.

"I was so worried, I thought I'd lose you too!" She said, crying out on my shoulder as she held onto me tightly.

After what felt like a few minutes of crying, Sam picked herself up and joined in on the conversation. Percy explained how the campers healed our wounds and saved us from the Vulture and her partner. Percy explained to me how I was having a nasty fever and that I was sweating pretty bad. I miraculously survived, but there was no explanation for my sickness. I wasn't hit by any poison or cursed at all, whatever that means. He explained to Sam why he brought us here.

"Sam, your father and I brought you here because it was the safest place for you to be. You see, your blood is sacred and brings danger to yourself. Your father did everything he could to protect you from this. If you knew, our enemies would pick up your scent much faster."

"And where are we, exactly?" I asked. "What is this camp?"

"This is Camp Half-Blood. A safe haven for half-bloods like me and Sam," Percy answered.

"Half-bloods? What is that?" Sam asked.

"Demigods, Sam. Demigods."

Sam and I gasped.

"I understand this is a lot to take in but-"

"I'm like Thor?!" Sam yelled in excitement. "Can I do some awesome god powers like him? No wait, what if I'm like Bell from Danmachi?!"

Leave it to Sam to always talk about anime and movies. To be fair, it is a good anime, don't mind too much about the… plot.

"Not like that, Sam," Percy said. "It's a lot to explain, so as soon as Estelle is ready, I'll take you girls to the big house. Chiron will be there to help explain it better."

"Chiron?!" I yelled. "You mean THE Chiron? The friendliest and wisest Centaur in Mythology?!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot how much you both were into Mythology. I guess this will be pretty easy to explain. Anyways, I brought you some extra clothes for you to wear in the meantime, Estelle. It's by the chair next to you, Sam and I will wait outside."

After that, Sam and Percy got up and left the building. On the chair next to me was an Orange shirt and shorts. My sneakers were there too. Afterwards, I got up and changed. I thought about what my dream was about and why I even had it in the first place. I don't dream, at all. And what did The Vulture and her partner want with Percy? Who was their master? Well, whatever it was, it's not good. All I know is that Percy is involved, and even though he's such an overprotective dork, he's still my brother who's also a father and husband. And Sam is all alone now. She needs me.

Whatever happens from this point on, is my choice. I don't know where this life will take me, but I won't abandon my friends and family. Whatever this life holds for me, I will have to face it. Even if it's a living nightmare.

And so, I stepped out of the infirmary.