Percy Jackson son of Neptune

Chapter 11

Chapter  eleven

Hazel screamed as she watched Percy fall off the edge of the glacier, taking the army of ghosts with him. Frank swore loudly at her side, before ramming his Gladius into Alcyoneus heart, and since they were in Canada, the giant dissolved into dust, cursing the both of them. Hazel fell to her knees, knowing that Percy was dead because she wasn't fast enough. Before Frank could say anything, a massive eruption of water occurred, and Percy tumbled from the air onto the ground, before rolling onto his back.

"Ow." He muttered, his eyes screwed shut, before cracking one open, and looking at Frank and Hazel. "I'd really appreciate it if Reyna doesn't hear about this."

Hazel didn't say anything, instead rushing over, and wrapping Percy up in a tight hug. He squeezed her gently, before pushing her back a little.

"There's a massive cache of Imperial Gold weapons and armour at the ocean floor. Do you think you can pull it all out?" He asked her, and she wiped her eyes before nodding.

"Good." He said. "I'm going to pass out now, so please don't panic."

Percy proceeded to exactly that, and Frank picked him up, slinging him over his shoulder, and moving him away from the edge of the glacier, not risking him falling off again. Hazel reached out with her powers, feeling the mass of Imperial Gold that Percy had mentioned, and pulled it towards her. It took a few moments, but the weapons began popping out of the ground, or out of the water, piling up around her. After ten minutes, Hazel had almost a hundred sets of Imperial Gold Armour, and thrice as many weapons. She didn't even know that the Legion had these resources.

Behind her, Percy regained consciousness with a groan, before becoming silent again.

"Hazel?" He said, and she turned to him. "You, my dear, are amazing."

She blushed, and looked down, earning a laugh from Percy and Frank before Frank stopped.

"How are we getting this all back to camp?" He asked, and Percy smiled at him, before letting out an incredibly loud taxi cab whistle. There was nothing, and then Arion appeared before them again, neighing angrily.

"Yeah, yeah, nice to see you too, you bastard." Percy replied. "You can keep swearing at me, at which point, I'll cut your foal-maker off, or you can listen, and do as Hazel says."

He gave her a meaningful glance, and she cleared her throat, causing the horse to flick his head towards her.

"We need to bring all this weapons and armour back to Camp Jupiter. Can you help?" She asked, earning another series of neighs from the horse.

"Hey! Watch your language! Hazel doesn't need to hear that." Percy snapped at the horse. "It doesn't matter that she doesn't understand you, you don't say things like that around a person like Hazel!"

"Percy, argue with the horse later, help now." Frank grunted at him, pulling armour onto Arion's chariot. "Gods of Olympus, are we even going to be able to fit this all in?"

"It's enchanted, it'll fit." Hazel told him, before helping as well. Arion waited patiently, neighing loudly occasionally, earning rebukes from Percy. After an hour, they had packed the chariot up, and climbed in, before shooting off towards Camp Jupiter.

Percy sat down next to Hazel, playing with the SPQR ring he had begun wearing on his right hand. It was a bulky signet ring, made of silver, a large eagle in the centre, though he was the only one who wore it. Not even Reyna wore one. He had left one day, and come back with it on, a goofy smile on his face.

"You did great, Hazel." He told her. "Not many could've handled their cool like you did, especially not with as many traumas as we faced, especially on this quest."