✩₊˚.⋆𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ☾⋆⁺₊✧
The Son of Poseidon falls for the Daughter of Persephone, she has closed herself off after feeling like everyone around her dies. She feels unlovable until the Son of Poseidon shows her affection again.
[Percy Jackson x fe...
°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ENDGAME} act ii. . . . . .as deep as the seafloor
CHAPTER FOURTEEN°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ — 'finishing the quest'
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°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Percy °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
"Percy, wake up."
Salt water splashed my face. Rayn was shaking my shoulder.
I'm the distance the sun was setting behind a city skyline. I could see the beach, filled with palm trees, stores and a harbour full of yachts.
"Miami, I think," Rayn said. "But the hippocampi are acting funny."
The horses had slowed down and were whining and spinning in circles. They didn't seem very happy. I could tell what they were thinking.
"This is as far as they'll take us," one said. "Too many humans. Too much pollution. We'll have to swim to shore on our own."
None of us were very psyched about that, but we thanked Rainbow and his friends for the ride. Tyson cried a little. He sadly got off the hippocampus, grabbed his toolkit and a couple of stuff he salvaged from the Birmingham wreck.
Once the hippocampi's white manes disappeared into the sea, we swam for shore. The waves pushed us forward, and in no time we were back in the mortal world.
We wandered along the cruise line docks, pushing through crowds of people arriving for vacations. Porters bustled around with carts of luggage. Taxi drivers yelled at each other in Spanish and tried to cut in line for customers.
If anybody noticed us, the six kids dripping wet looking like they'd just battled a monsters, they didn't let on.
Annabeth ran to the nearest newspaper box and checked the date. She cursed. "June eighteenth! We've been away from camp for ten days!"
"That's impossible!" Clarisse said.
"Thalias tree must be almost dead," Grover wailed. "We have to get the Fleece back, tonight."
Rayn slumped down onto the pavement. "How are we supposed to do that?" Her voice trembled. "We're hundreds of miles away. No money. No ride."
"This is just like the Oracle said." Clarisse said. "This is your fault, Jackson! If you hadn't interfered—"
"Percy's fault!?" Annabeth exploded. "Clarisse, how can you say that? You are the biggest—"
