Percy Jackson and the Child of Victory (Annabeth Chase x Reader)

Percy Wrestles Santa's Evil Twin

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 "Tell me when it's over," Thalia said. Her eyes were shut tight. The statue was holding on to my friends so they couldn't fall, but still Thalia clutched his arm like it was the most important thing in the world. "Everything's fine," Percy promised.

"Are... are we very high?" I looked down. Below us, a range of snowy mountains zipped by. I stretched out my arm and got some snow into my hands. "Nah," I said. "Not that high."

"We are in the Sierras.'" Zoe yelled. She and Grover were hanging from the arms of the other statue. "I have hunted here before. At this speed, we should be in San Francisco in a few hours."

"Hey, hey, Frisco!" our angel said. "Yo, Chuck! We could visit those guys at the Mechanics Monument again! They know how to party!"
"Oh, man," the other angel said. "I am so there!"
"You guys have visited San Francisco?" Percy asked. "We automatons gotta have some fun once in a while, right?" our statue said. "Those mechanics took us over to the de Young Museum and introduced us to these marble lady statues, see. And—"

"Hank!" the other statue Chuck cut in. "They're kids, man." "Oh, right." If bronze statues could blush, I swear Hank did. "Back to flying." We sped up, so I could tell the angels were excited. The mountains fell away into hills, and then we were zipping along over farmland and towns and highways.

Grover played his pipes to pass the time. Zoe got bored and started shooting arrows at random billboards as we flew by. Every time she saw a Target department store—and we passed dozens of them—she would peg the store's sign with a few bulls-eyes at a hundred miles an hour.

Thalia kept her eyes closed the whole way. She muttered to herself a lot, like she was praying. "You did good back there," Percy told her as I flew and perched myself onto the hand Percy was in. "Zeus listened." It was hard to tell what she was thinking with her eyes closed. "Maybe," she said. "How did you get away from the skeletons in the generator room, anyway? You said they cornered you." he told us about some weird mortal girl, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, who seemed to be able to see right through the Mist. I thought Thalia was going to call him crazy, but she just nodded.

"Some mortals are like that," she said. "Nobody knows why." Suddenly I flashed on something I'd never considered. Percy's mom was like that. from the stories she told me when I went to Percy's place after school, She had seen the Minotaur on Half-Blood Hill and known exactly what it was.

She hadn't been surprised at all last year when Percy told her my friend Tyson was really a Cyclops. god that must have been terrifying, seeing all these monsters your child and his friends would fight one day. "Well, the girl was annoying," Percy said. "But I'm glad I didn't vaporize her. That would've been bad."

Thalia nodded. "Must be nice to be a regular mortal." She said that as if she'd given it a lot of thought. "Where you guys want to land?" Hank asked, waking me up from a nap. I looked down and said, "Whoa." I'd seen San Francisco in pictures before, but never in real life. It was probably the most beautiful city I'd ever seen: kind of like a smaller, cleaner Manhattan, if Manhattan had been surrounded by green hills and fog. There was a huge bay and ships, islands and sailboats, and the Golden Gate Bridge sticking up out of the fog. I felt like I should take a picture or something. Greetings from Frisco. Haven't Died Yet. Wish You Were Here .

"There," Zoe suggested. "By the Embarcadero Building."
"Good thinking," Chuck said. " Me and Hank can blend in with the pigeons." We all looked at him. "Kidding," he said. "Sheesh, can't statues have a sense of humor?" As it turned out, there wasn't much need to blend in. It was early morning and not many people were around. We freaked out a homeless guy on the ferry dock when we landed. He screamed when he saw Hank and Chuck and ran off yelling something about metal angels from Mars.