The Will Of The Gods

I Tʀʏ Tᴏ Tᴇᴀᴄʜ Mʏ Cʟᴀss

⚜️⚜️𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅⚜️⚜️

I had dreams full of barnyard animals. Most of them wanted to kill me. The rest wanted food. I must've woken up several times, but what i heard and saw made no sense, so i just passed out again. I remember lying in a soft bed, being spoon fed something that tasted like buttered popcorn, only it was pudding. The girl with long brown hair hovered over me while a boy around the age of 16 and blondish brown hair stood in the corner with his arms crossed like he was guarding. The girl smirked as she scraped drips off my chin with the spoon.

When they saw my eyes open the boy sprinted over standing behind the girl who said.

Girl: What will happen at the summer solstice?

I managed to croak out.

Percy: What?

The boy put a hand on the girls shoulder making her look up at him while he said.

Boy: Easy Annabeth, he just woke up..

The girl now named Annabeth huffed and looked back at me and continued with her interrogation.

Annabeth: What's going on? What was stolen? We've only got a few weeks!

The boy again put his hand on her shoulder and said in a hushed tone.

Boy: Easy Annie, he doesn't know anything you can tell...

She huffed once more and got up and stormed out saying something like she needed a quest. The boy took the seat Annabeth had and smiled at me while he said.

Boy: You don't remember me do you?

I slowly shook my head then i remembered.

Percy: Your Andrew, your like Grover's brother right?

Andrew chuckled as he nodded to me then in walked Grover but he was dressed in a orange camp halfblood shirt and no pants showing off his goat legs and small horns barley visible on his head letting me know that what i seen and been told was true. I went to grab the glass that had the sweet tasting drink in it and Andrew put his hand on my arm as he said.

Andrew: I'd take it easy on the nectar..

Before i could say anything i passed back out and once i woke back up there was Andrew and Grover and a husky blonde dude, like a surfer, stood in the corner he had blue eyes at least a dozen of them- on his cheeks , his forehead, and the backs of his hands,  Andrew and Grover stood near my bed.

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When i finally came around for good, there was nothing weird about my surroundings, except that they were nicer than i was used to. I was sitting in a deck chair on a huge porch, gazing across a meadow at green hills in the distance. The breeze smelled like strawberries. There was a blanket over my legs, a pillow behind my neck. All that was great, by my mouth felt like a scorpion had been using it as a nest. My tongue was dry and nasty and every one of my teeth hurt.

On a table next to me was a tall drink. It looked like iced apple juice, with a green straw and a paper parasol stuck through a maraschino cherry. My hand was so week i almost dropped the glass once i got my fingers around it.

Andrew/Grover: Careful.

I looked over and saw Grover leaning on the porch railing, looking like he hadn't slept in a week. Then i looked to the top porch step to see Andrew sitting there whittling on a stick he found and he to looked like he hasn't slept. I looked back to Grover who under one of his arms carried a shoe box. He was wearing blue jeans, converse hi-tops and a bright orange t-shirt that said "Camp Half-blood".