when the daughter of nemesis fell,
she fell in spite of herself,
in love with the son of poseidon.
𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉... scarlett hart's reputation has never been the best, but percy jackson seems to like her anyway.
( percy jackson x original female...
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"YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE," Clarisse stated. The group had just finished their unwanted ship tour, being taken through dark rooms, overcrowded with dead soldiers.
They saw the coal bunker, the boilers, and engine, which seemed like it could explode at any moment. There was a pilothouse, powder magazine, and gunnery deck (Clarisse's personal favorite) with two Dahlgren smoothbore cannons on the port and starboard sides. A Brooke nine-inch rifled gun fore and aft accompanied it—all specially fitted to fire celestial bronze cannon balls.
Everywhere they went, dead soldiers stared at them, their ghostly bearded faces shimmering over their skulls. They approved of Annabeth after she told them she was from Virginia. They were interested in Percy because his last name was Jackson, like some Southern general they knew. But of course, Percy ruined that by telling them he was from New York. The dead sailors all hissed and muttered curses about Yankees. None of them really took interest in Scarlett, however, one of them did remark how she seemed dead inside.
Tyson was terrified of them. All through the tour, he insisted Scarlett and Annabeth hold his hands. Both girls did, though Annabeth wasn't too thrilled about it at first.
Finally, they were escorted to dinner. The CSS Birmingham captain's quarters resembled the size of a walk-in closet, but still much bigger than any other room on board. The table was set with white linen and china. Foods like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, potato chips, and Dr. Peppers were served by skeletal crewmen. Scarlett didn't really want to eat anything served by ghosts, but she was a little hungry.
"Tantalus expelled you for eternity," Clarisse told them smugly. "Mr. D said if any of you show your face at camp again, he'll turn you into squirrels and run you over with his SUV."
"How sweet of him." Scarlett rolled her eyes.
"Did they give you this ship?" Percy asked.
"Course not. My father did."
"Ares?"
Clarisse sneered. "You think your daddy is the only one with sea power? The spirits on the losing side of every war owe a tribute to Ares. That's their curse for being defeated. I prayed to my father for a naval transport and here it is. These guys will do anything I tell them. Won't you, Captain?"
The captain stood behind her, stiff and angry. His glowing green eyes fixed on Percy with a hungry stare. "If it means an end to this infernal war, ma'am, peace at last, we'll do anything. Destroy anyone."
Clarisse smiled. "Destroy anyone. I like that."
Tyson gulped nervously.
"Clarisse," Annabeth spoke, "Luke might be after the Fleece, too. We saw him. He's got the coordinates and he's heading south. He has a cruise ship full of monsters—"
