𝗚𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗘𝗡 𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗟 . . . 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗖𝗬 𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗢𝗡 [𝟭]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

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0.03 two gods too many

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that morning, [name] had woke up feeling like shit and she soon realized why when travis and conner stroll came up to her and tried to look around for something.

"bro, where's your bag? you know you guys are leaving after dawn, right?"

[name] let out a string of curses as she jumped out of her bed and ran around like a crazy person looking for everything she needed, jumping over sleeping bags filled with snoring half bloods and avoiding all of the trash on the ground.

lucky, the twins were a little more helpful then usual and helped [name] out with the thermos of nectar and bag of ambrosia they took from some other poor camper.

with that, [name] left her cabin with a heavy bag and a even heavier mind as she walked to zeus's fist with some of her cabin mates that decided to wish her off.

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it was a clear morning, the fog burned off and showed the blue sky.

everyone else would be having their lessons today, flying pegasi and practising archery and scaling the lava wall; while [name] had to go underground to look for someone that may not even be alive with a group of people she wasn't close to at all.

standing off to the side and laughing at things the stroll brothers were randomly saying to her, [name] noticed a few things about everyone there.

like how juniper and grover stood apart from the group. juniper had been crying again with her face being a bright red, but [name] could tell she was trying to keep it together for grover's sake.

she kept fussing about something, straightening his rasta cap and brushing goat fur off his shirt.

he was dressed as a human, with the cap to hide his horns, and jeans, fake feet and trainers to hide his goat legs.

while chiron, quintus and mrs o'leary stood with the other campers who'd come to wish the five off, but there was too much activity for it to feel like a happy send-off.

there were also a couple of tents had been set up by the rocks for guard duty.

beckendorf and his siblings were working on a line of defensive spikes and trenches as chiron had decided they needed to guard the labyrinth exit at all times, just in case.

[name] also had noticed annabeth was doing one last check on her supply pack as tyson and percy came up to her and began talking about something with percy looking like he's been through hell, even more then the night before with the bags under his eyes looking heavier and a suspicious look in his colorful eyes.