The Ferryman's Son

One Step Ahead

Previously on The Ferryman's Son

"An emergency meeting was called for the cabin counselors," She told him and they took off the the big house. They saw a shaken-up Clarisse, and she steeled her nerves so as to not show fear in front of others. "Mind sharing with us the prophecy?" Tantalus asked.

"You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone,

You shall find what you seek and make it your own,

But despair for your life entombed within stone,

And fail without friends, to fly home alone!"

She finished. Tantalus laughed. "Choose your quest members. He said. Clarisse looked at her brothers and grinned. "Sherman and Jacob" she said. All the other campers sighed in relief. None wanted to go on a quest the island of Polyphemus. Tantalus laughed. "Well, campers. This is the quest to the Sea of monsters. Meeting dismissed," He shouted.

Percy sighed. This wasn't a normal quest. This... This was....

The quest of Death

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Dream

A boy was fighting against a horse man, a centaur. The horse man was in ancient Greek battle armour as he aimed his bow at the boy, who was about the age of 15. The Centaur fired an arrow that gleamed in the sunlight. The arrow was bronze, but it had a glow to it. The arrow wasn't normal bronze; however, it was what is called celestial bronze. The Material of the Gods Armies. The centaur fired the arrows so quickly that, to the naked eye, it almost looked like a blur. The centaur fired seven arrows in 10 seconds, as the boy deflected them all with his sword. The sword was made of the same type of material as the arows used by the Centaur.

The boy twisted and turned in unusual directions to dodge and avoid the arrows, succeeding in dodging the arrows. The centaur flipped his bow onto his back, unsheathed a sword, and charged at the boy. The boy ran at the centaur as he blocked and slashed at the centaur. The boy dodged and weaved through all the attacks on the centaur until he saw a small opening in the centaur's overextended arm. He took advantage of it and slashed at the centaur who blocked it and came with a strike of his own. The boy's eyes widened before he flicked his wrist, and a string with beads around it on his arm turned into a shield and blocked the strike.

The boy jumped back and dropped his sword as he twisted a ring on his finger, which turned into a spear. He got into a defensive position with the spear pointing towards Chiron and the shield in front of him with one foot forward.

The Centaur looked at the boy with pride. The boy's position held no flaw. The centaur charged at the boy, who stayed until the last second and rolled out of the way, cutting the centaur across his chest. The centaur grimaced but did not let it show, as golden blood poured from the wound. The Centaur charged at the boy, who used his shield to deflect the force and spun around his side, unsheathing his dagger and placing it at his throat."Do you yield?" The boy asked with a smirk etched on his face as his pale green eyes held mischievousness. "Just because you have one at your disposal does not mean you should abandon your defense, young one."The centaur replied before lifting the boy off his feet, carefully not to have the blade slit his throat, but swiftly and moving off, having the boy land on the ground with a hard thud. The boy groaned as he got up and got into a defensive stance. He unsheathed his sword and charged at the centaur.

The centaur smiled and followed suit. Both men fought and parried strikes, each landing a hit on the other ever so slightly, but the boy's skin never showed injury. No blood poured from where he was stabbed, but he always grimaced or showed signs of pain when the blade met his skin.