Poseidon's Daughter; A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

Evacuating Mount St. Helens

Y/n's POV

We were following the spider pretty well until we hit the tree roots. The spider raced along, its tiny legs picking up speed as it sped off down the tunnel. But up ahead, there was an intersection. The tunnel we were in continued straight down, but off to the side there was a tunnel dug from raw earth, and thick roots climbed the walls. Grover stopped dead in his tracks, which caused us to all stop as well.

"Grover? What is it?" Percy asked.

"This is the way," Grover muttered in awe. "This is it. Tyson, don't you smell it?" 

"Earth. And plants," Tyson added. 

"You mean the way to Pan," I realize.

"We'll come back," Annabeth promised. "On our way back to Hephaestus." 

"The tunnel will be gone by then," Grover claimed. "I have to follow it. A door like this won't stay open!" 

Annabeth shook her head. "But we can't. The forges!" 

"I have to, Annabeth," Grover insisted. "Don't you understand?" 

"We'll split up," Percy decided. 

"What? Are you crazy? Percy, have you ever seen a horror movie? Splitting up always leads to multiple deaths," I point out. "And in the labyrinth, death is more probable than not."

"It's way too dangerous," Annabeth declared. "How will we ever find each other again? And Grover can't go alone." 

"I will go with him," Tyson offered. "Goat boy needs help. We will find the god person. I am not like Hephaestus. I trust friends." 

Grover took a deep breath. "Percy, we'll find each other again. We've still got the empathy link. I just...I have to do this." 

"Be careful," Percy lectured. "Both of you." 

"Good luck," I wish them and give them both a hug.

"This is bad," Annabeth murmured once they had left us. "Splitting up is a really, really bad idea."

"We'll see them again," Percy assured her. "Now, come on. The spider is getting away!"

It wasn't long before the tunnel started to get hot. Really hot. The stone walls glowed, and it felt as if we were walking through an oven. The tunnel began to slope down, and I could hear a loud roar, almost like a river of metal. Annabeth was right behind the spider, and Percy and I were trying our hardest to keep up with her. Soon, we emerged in a large cavern the size of a football stadium. But there was no floor. Just bubbling lava. A network of metal bridges and catwalks spread across the pit, and in the center was a huge platform with dozens of machines and anvils. On it though, there were several creatures, but we were too far away for me to make out what they were.

"We'll never be able to sneak up on them," I note as I continued observing the creatures. 

"I can," Annabeth spoke and picked up the metal spider, which had now turned into a small ball. She stuffed it in her pocket, and then produced her Yankees cap from her backpack. Without another word, she put in on and disappeared from sight. I didn't like the idea of her approaching the creatures on her own, but I couldn't argue with her if I couldn't see her.

"So," Percy started. "Nico mentioned you and him had a talk the night we left the ranch."

"Yeah," I confirm. "It was very one sided. And by one sided I mean I did most of the talking. Well, more like rambling."

"About what?" Percy quizzed.

"All sorts of things," I answer. "Mostly about why I haven't been sleeping. But also about the upcoming attack on camp. And the future war that's bound to happen sooner or later."