Annabeth volunteered to go alone since she had the cap of invisibility, but Percy convinced her it was too dangerous. Either they all went together, or nobody went.
"Nobody!" Tyson voted. "Please?"
But in the end he came along, nervously chewing on his huge fingernails. They stopped at their cabin long enough to gather their stuff.
Daphne figured whatever happened, they would not be staying another night aboard the zombie cruise ship, even if they did have million-dollar bingo.
They sneaked through the corridors, following the ship's 'YOU ARE HERE' signs toward the admiralty suite.
Annabeth scouted ahead invisibly. They hid whenever someone passed by, but most of the people they saw were just glassy-eyed zombie passengers.
As they came up the stairs to deck thirteen, where the admiralty suite was supposed to be, Annabeth hissed, "Hide!" and shoved them into a supply closet.
Daphne heard a couple of guys coming down the hall.
"You see that Aethiopian drakon in the cargo hold?" one of them said.
The other laughed. "Yeah, it's awesome."
Chris. Daphne wasn't stupid, she knew it was Chris and had no doubt in her mind.
Annabeth was still invisible, but she squeezed Daphnes arm hard, her breathing stopped.
"I hear they got two more coming." the familiar voice said. "They keep arriving at this rate, oh, man-no contest!"
The voices faded down the corridor.
"That was Chris Rodriguez!" Annabeth took off her cap and turned visible. "You remember-from
Cabin Eleven."
"What's another half-blood doing here?" Percy asked.
Daphne shook her head, clearly troubled. They kept going down the corridor. Daphne didn't need maps anymore to know she was getting close to Luke.
"Percy." Annabeth stopped suddenly. "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.
A group of monsters had assembled in front of the candy store: a dozen Laistrygonian giants.
"Scythian Dracaenae," Daphne whispered. "Dragon women."
The monsters made a semicircle around a young guy in Greek armor who was hacking on a straw dummy.
A lump formed in her throat when she realised the dummy was wearing an orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt.
As they watched, the guy in armor stabbed the dummy through its belly and ripped upward. Straw flew everywhere. The monsters cheered and howled.
Annabeth stepped away from the window. Her face was ashen.
"Come on," Percy told them, trying to sound braver than he felt. "The sooner we find Luke the better."
At the end of the hallway were double oak doors that looked like they must lead somewhere
important.
When they were thirty feet away, Tyson stopped. "Voices inside."
"You can hear that far?" Daphne asked.
Tyson closed his eye like he was concentrating hard. Then his voice changed, becoming a husky approximation of Luke's. "-the prophecy ourselves. The fools won't know which way to turn."
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A web of fates | Percy Jackson and the Olympians
FanfictionDaphne Evans, a thirteen year old girl. On the outside, she's just an ordinary girl but in reality that's not true. At the age of nine, she watched her mother die and then she was dragged to Camp Halfblood by a satyr. She's a demigod. That's what th...
