Fall Of The Eldest - Percy Jackson

Chapter 23 - The Secrets

Fen's P.O.V

Should I be worried?

No, its only been two days, they're fine.

But what about me?

I have been having a little argument with myself for the past few hours about my safety and Koda's. They haven't been in contact with me for two days and I think Ronan is on to me.

My daily customer status has been going down over the previous days, Ronan has been unusually quiet to me ( he usually gloats about his impact on the demigod world and how it's 'Beneficial'. What a narcissist.) and now there is radio silence with Koda. Not to mention I've been getting more restrictions on my government access.

I sat on my bed on the second floor of my café, studying the documents I was able to snag. Sadly, I gave the most informal papers to Annabeth Chase in hopes she could catch on the origin of this whole fiasco.

As my mind drifted to financials, I heard the bell of my cafe ring. It usually rings for each person that enters; so when I heard five dings of people coming in at once, I knew I had company.

Rushing down to the shop, I was met with Frank Zhang, ex-Praetor, Leo Valdez, Piper McClean, Will Solace, and Annabeth Chase. They stood shoulder to shoulder, Annabeth in the middle and looking stern.

"C-can I help you?" I stammered, intimated by the rage and power the five demigods emitted.

"Yeah," spoke Piper "you can help us by creating battle strategies; we're revolting against Ronan."

The dread and stress exploded in my stomach, another thing to the pile. But I channeled it to an annoyed sigh. "I already have a good frame of mind in the topic, follow me."

I led the group to my home floor. Before heading up, Leo asked "Can I have a breakfast burrito?" I send him a tired glare.

"What?" He demanded "I didn't have breakfast!"

"Pull one out of the drawer under the display case and heat it up, $5.99 on the counter." I growled and drug the others to my room.

I usually don't pray to my mother, but Iris, please bless me with the hopes of luck and fulfillment for this attack.

oÔo

Nico's P.O.V
My head ached, my arms stung, my body was sore. I guess your regular symptoms of a car crash off a twenty foot bridge. Somehow we survived, but then again I fell from a length infinitely deeper and somehow survive. Tartarus.

Deciding not to dwell on that, I did a check of our surroundings. We were the forest from when we crashed, just instead deeper in, surrounded by trees. My friends were all sprawled around a burning camp fire, bandaged and beaten. Koda was sat next to the flames, staring aimlessly at the embers.

I tried to sit up, but winced as my back protested in pain.

"I wouldn't try anything to drastic." Said Koda "You all took a heck of a hit."

I still sat up anyway "Where are we?"

Koda grimaced "Middle of the forest next to the highway, those goons aren't much of a concern for now."

I could tell they were still on edge of the whole thing. Soon, the others woke up, all in pain and to tired to travel. So instead, I asked the number one question everyone has been ask wondering: "Why are you here? Why are you doing all this?"

It was the middle of the night, everything fell silent as if the world as to afraid to ask that question. But Koda just sighed and nodded.

"You mean what's my story?" We nodded.