"Send me! Send an army! Send a thousand ships! I don't care, just bring her home. I hate being without her."
[ PERCY JACKSON x FEMALE OC ]
[ PERCY JACKSON SERIES ]
cover by @humaneity !
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0007. | SOME GOOD THINGS HAPPEN AFTER MIDNIGHT
Hermes was barely gone by the time Annabeth and Tyson made it to him. They were sprinting down the beach, running to him. Annabeth had her knife out, like she was expecting a fist fight with Hermes. Percy would have paid good money to see Annabeth try that. He could reckon that it would be a closer fight than anyone expected.
"What's going on?" Annabeth skidded to a halt, looking around for some danger. "I heard you calling for help!"
"Me too!" Tyson cheered. "Heard you yell 'Bad things are attacking!'"
Percy frowned. "I didn't call you guys." He said. "I'm fine." He still had the rest of his Coca-Cola to drink.
"But then who..." Annabeth didn't finish her sentence. She looked past him and his Coca-Colas and saw the three yellow duffel bags Hermes had left alongside his new health-kick vitamins and compass flask. "What—?"
"Just listen." Percy said, knowing what she was going to get concerned with. Annabeth was easier to read than a book (he was dyslexic). "We don't have much time." He told them quickly about his conversation with Hermes and all that he had told him. He conveniently left out the parts where Hermes had mentioned Octavia. That felt best kept a secret. Annabeth's eyes grew wider with every new detail of the edited story.
When he finished, he was chorused by the squawk and screeches of the harpies. They were on patrol, and they were picking up on their scent.
"Percy," Annabeth's eyes were gleaming with opportunity. She looked eerily like Octavia. "We have to do the quest."
"We'll get expelled, you know." He reminded her. "Trust me, I'm an expert at getting expelled." He had done it only a couple of days ago actually. He was pretty well practiced.
"So?" Annabeth looked at him like he was being an idiot. He probably was. "If we fail, there won't be any Camp to come back to. Besides," she said. "I'm not going to leave Octavia to the ocean and a cyclops with only Clarisse for backup. Are you?"
"No." He frowned at the idea.
"Good." She said decidedly. "I promised Chiron I would keep you both from danger. I can only do that by coming with you! Tyson can stay behind and tell them—,"
"I want to go." Tyson put his hand up.
"No!" Annabeth's voice sounded almost like she was panicked. "I mean... Percy, come on. You know that's impossible."
Percy felt left in the dark. He still had no idea why Annabeth and Octavia despised cyclopses so much. He wondered if he would ever know, but he was definitely not being told something. He hated that.
