1.7 party crashers

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1.7 What Ever Happens in the Sea of Monsters Washes Up on Miami

"One on one," I challenged Cody. "What are you afraid of? Scared a five-foot-ten, eighteen-year-old girl in a slutty dress is gonna kick your ass?"

Cody curled his lip and exchanged a quick look with Annabeth. The soldiers who were about to kill us hesitated, waiting for their orders.

Before he could say anything, Agrius, the bear-man, burst onto the deck leading a flying horse. It was the first pure-black pegasus I'd ever seen, with wings like a giant raven. The pegasus stallion bucked and whinnied. I could understand his thoughts. He was calling Agrius, Annabeth, and Cody some names so bad Chiron would've washed his muzzle out with saddle soap.

I saw the whip marks on his back, and the world went red as I clenched my sword so tight that my knuckles went white. How dare they?

"Sir!" Agrius called, dodging a pegasus hoof. "Your steed is ready!"

Cody kept his eyes on me. Or my chest, rather, but all the same.

"You can't bait us into a fight," Annabeth snapped at me coldly.

"And you both keep avoiding one," I noticed, flipping my curls over my shoulder. "Scared your warriors will see you get whipped?"

They glanced at their soldiers, and saw that I had trapped them. If neither of them fought me, they would look weak.

Cody would have to be the one to fly, because no pegasus would ever allow a child of Athena to ride them. It was hard enough for them to drive a chariot, outright riding an equine animal? Children of Athena had died attempting to ride one of my father's creations. She also couldn't fight me, because Annabeth was no swordfighter, and a knife against two swords was about as likely to succeed as a knife against a gun, wits or not.

On the other hand, if Cody fought me, he'd lose valuable time chasing after Clarisse, and they had already failed once.

For my part, the best I could hope for was to distract him, giving my friends a chance to escape. Although I was a good fighter, I was not the type of person to overestimate myself. I had never fought Cody before, and barely even knew he was a son of Hermes, nor did I know what abilities he had gained from it. I just had to hope the others would be sensible, and get away as quickly as they could. Luke was clever and sneaky. He could get Grover and Tyson away.

I felt my phone buzz from the waistband of my spandex. Clarisse was at the airport. Amy had taken a picture of her. I pulled out my phone in front of everyone, sending a quick reply.

she's the one. get out of here quickly

did that just send? well, if it did, we are gaining air now

And a second later. call you when we land?

yeah do that, please

My eyes traveled to the direction of Miami airport and barely managed to catch sight of a black helicopter rising in the sky. I smirked and turned back to Cody. I put my phone back in the waistband of my spandex and was met with his glare.

"I'll kill you quickly," he decided and raised his weapon.

I recoiled in horror at the sight, hearing Luke and Grover gasp.

It was a sword, a foot longer than both of my own. Its blade glinted with an evil gray-and-gold light where tempered steel had been melded with celestial bronze. I could almost feel the blade fighting against itself, like two opposing magnets bound together. I didn't know how the blade had been made, but I sensed a tragedy.

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