Lightnings Twin (Male OC X Pjo/Hoo)

Bad Family Reunion...Oh and I also have ptsd...

Annabeth volunteered to go alone since she had the cap of invisibility, but Percy convinced her it was too dangerous. Either we all went together, or nobody went.

Tyson: “Nobody! Please?”

But in the end he came along, nervously chewing on his huge fingernails. We stopped at our cabin long enough to gather our stuff. We figured whatever happened, we would not be staying another night aboard the zombie cruise ship, even if they did have million-dollar bingo. I made sure Rashōmon was ready to activate and that I had my bow in the walking stick form and percy had the vitamins and thermos from Hermes were at the top of his bag. He didn’t want Tyson to carry everything, but he insisted, and Annabeth told us not to worry about it.

Tyson could carry three full duffel bags over his shoulder as easily as Percy could carry a backpack. I was a stubborn basterd and didn't let him carry mine ...after all Artemis put some....interesting pictures in mine....I swear there pg.....don't ask for them you pervert......what do you mean that you don't know how I'm talking to you Commando16hhhh Veldra333 Vell241 TediousBison a_local_FBI_agent..... geez yall guys are weird...... stop staring at me......oh well back to the story.

Through the corridors, following the ship’s YOU ARE HERE signs toward the admiralty suite. Annabeth scouted ahead invisibly. We hid whenever someone passed by, but most of the people we saw were just glassy-eyed zombie passengers.

As we came up the stairs to deck thirteen, where the admiralty suite was supposed to be, Annabeth hissed,

Annabeth: “Hide!”

and shoved us into a supply closet. I heard a couple of guys coming down the hall.

Traiter 2:“You see that Aethiopian drakon in the cargo hold?” one of them said.

The other laughed.

Traiter 3: “Yeah, it’s awesome.”

Annabeth was still invisible, but she squeezed mine and Percy's arm hard. I got a feeling I knew that second guy’s voice.

Familiar Traiter 2: “I hear they got two more coming, They keep arriving at this rate, oh, man—no contest!”

The voices faded down the corridor.

Annabeth: “That was Chris Rodriguez!”

Annabeth took off her cap and turned visible.

Annabeth: “You remember—from Cabin Eleven.”

I recalled Chris from  before. He was one of those undetermined campers who got stuck in the Hermes cabin because his Olympian dad or mom never claimed him. Now that I thought about it, I realized I hadn’t seen Chris at camp this summer and he was removed from my list of hero's.

Percy: “What’s another half-blood doing here?”

Annabeth shook her head, clearly troubled.

We kept going down the corridor. I didn’t need maps anymore to know I was getting close to Luke. I sensed something cold and unpleasant—the presence of evil. Oh yea and also the presence of a immortal thing not like that will be important.... it won't be important right?

Annabeth: “Percy. Look.”

She stood in front of a glass wall looking down into the multistory canyon that ran through the middle of the ship. At the bottom was the Promenade—a mall full of shops— but that’s not what had caught Annabeth’s attention.