━━ ❝ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 to shine like a star you must burn
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[ i. completed / edited
ii. previously called folklore
iii. extended summary inside
iv. book 1 of the greek tragedy series ]
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"YOU ARE IN so much trouble," Clarisse said.
They'd just finished a ship tour they didn't want, through dark rooms overcrowded with dead sailors.
Pretty boring, Cassie's ADHD began kicking in.
The engine huffed and groaned like it would explode any minute.
Everywhere they went, dead Confederate sailors stared at them, their ghostly bearded faces shimmering over their skulls.
They approved of Annabeth because she told them she was from Virginia.
They were interested in Percy, too, because his name was Jackson like the Southern general but then he ruined it by telling them he was from New York.
They all hissed and muttered curses about Yankees. Then they found out about Cassie being from Los Angeles and approved of her.
Tyson was terrified of them, begging for someone to take his hand.
Finally, they were escorted to dinner.
"Tantalus expelled you for eternity," Clarisse told them smugly. "Mr. D said if any of you show your face at camp again, he'll turn you into squirrels and run you over with his SUV."
Cassie wasn't very worried, she and Mr. D had a love-hate relationship, he insisted the thought she was an annoying brat but she knew he secretly loved her.
"Did they give you this ship?" Percy asked.
"Course not. My father did."
"Ares?"
Clarisse sneered. "You think your daddy is the only one with sea power? The spirits on the losing side of every war owe a tribute to Ares. That's their curse for being defeated. I prayed to my father for a naval transport and here it is."
Cassie ate a cookie. "That's nice."
"It is." Clarisse smiled proudly. "These guys will do anything I tell them. Won't you, Captain?"
The captain stood behind her looking stiff and angry. "If it means an end to this infernal war, ma'am, peace at last, we'll do anything. Destroy anyone."
Clarisse smiled. "Destroy anyone. I like that."
Tyson gulped, Cassie laughed making Percy laugh, Clarisse looked dirty at the two.
"Clarisse," Annabeth said, "Luke might be after the Fleece, too. We saw him. He's got the coordinates and he's heading south. He has a cruise ship full of monsters—"
"Good! I'll blow him out of the water."
"You don't understand," Annabeth said. "We have to combine forces. Let us help you-"
