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Shoutout to LittleW_itch thanks for adding my story to your reading list.
Now that he had a plan to escape and he had been in Tartarus for 6 months Jason was feeling more relaxed. Well, as relaxed as you can be in Tartarus. When Damasen got back he made Jason roll around in gorgon blood to hide the demigod smell, and apparently he was naturally smelling more like Tartarus the longer he stayed. As terrifying as that sounded it was keeping him alive for the moment and that's all that mattered.
The three of them- him, bob, and Damasen- we're settling into a routine. Every morning they would wake up and kill the Drakon. After that Jason made breakfast and they all did some chores. By the time Bob made lunch they were all done and could relax for a while. Before supper they would set out to check on the progress of Gaia's plan, and they would come back in time for Damsen to make supper. Then they would go to bed, and everything would start back up the next day.
On this particular day they spent lunch playing thirty-one. Jason spent some of his free time making a functioning deck of cards out of leather from the Drakon. He taught Bob and Damasen how to play poker, go fish, thirty-one, and a variety of other games.
Bob drew a card off the top of the deck.
"Aha," Bob laid his hand down, "Thirty-one, I win."
Jason and Damasen both sighed before putting their chips into the pot. They didn't have anything of value to trade in Tartarus, so they were keeping track of who had won the most chips. When they get to the surface they were going to go out for dinner and they would pay in correspondence to their winnings. The winner would also get to pick which restaurant, since that was a topic of debate. For an inexplicable reason Damasen and Bob both had money, despite living in Tartarus for most of their lives.
"Jason, he must be cheating," Damasen said.
"I dealt, how could he cheat?" Jason responded.
"See Dam, you always think I'm cheating, but I'm not."
"Maybe he had a card up his sleeve?"
"We only have one deck of cards, you're just upset cause he's winning."
"Yes," Bob said, "Dam just wants a free meal."
"Well, he's not lying." Dam shrugged his shoulders, and the other two burst out laughing.
"I suppose we don't have time for another game?" Jason asked.
"Nope, The empousa are meeting soon, and we should figure out their part in all this." Bob started gathering up all the cards.
The three of them started getting ready to go. They each put on their armor, that was made out of Drakon hide, and grabbed their weapons just in case there was a fight.
When they arrived at the location they saw Kelli standing on a rock in front of the crowd. She was giving a speech, although Jason couldn't quite hear what she was saying. As they got closer her voice began getting louder.
"And when we finally get to the surface we will make Perseus Jackson suffer!" Kelli's declaration was met with cries of acceptance from the gathered crowd.
"Now, I need two volunteers to help execute the plan." Every single member raised their hands, itching for a piece of the action. "Tammi, Serephone, You'll come with me."
The crowd roared as their plans were finally coming together. Tammi and Serephone made their way to stand with Kelli.
"In two months time Percy Jackson will rue the day he dared oppose us!"
The crowd began to disperse, so they fled the scene to avoid detection. Jason was feeling pretty shaken from Kelli's claims. Shurly, this was why he was sent to help his friends. This was what Percy needed protecting from. Unfortunately, they didn't arrive early enough to hear the plan, and that scared him. How would he stop the treat when he didn't know what the treat was.
As soon as they arrived home Jason pulled out their plans and started a new page on thwarting Kelli's plans.
"Did either of you catch the plan?" he asked Bob and Damasen.
"Sorry Jason, Neither of us did," Damasen said, "but it would be safe to assume they want to kill him, right?"
"I guess." he paused.
"What is it?" Bob asked.
"Something just seems off," he ran his fingers through his hair, "if they were going to kill him they would have said so and they would bring more empousa." The problem was that he couldn't figure out what they would do instead.
"Perhaps they mean to torture him," Damasen suggested, "They did say he would suffer. They certainly don't plan on giving him a quick death."
"Mmm... it would be more decret to bring three Emposa to kidnap him." Bob added.
"Yeah, ok, so as long as we kill Kelli and her gang before they get to him we should be good." Jason said.
"Yes, good plan."
But he couldn't shake the feeling that they were planning something much, much worse.
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I have had a really hard time getting myself to write. Luckily, I think posting this, despite how short it is, will get the ball rolling. Another chapter soon.
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