A gift of the gods || Percy Jackson x My OC

11/Poker Face Casino

The God of war was already waiting for the demigods at the diner parking lot.
"Well, well." He said "you didn't get yourself killed"

"You knew it was a trap" Percy snapped
"I bet that old blacksmith was surprised he broadcasted live, Two demigods. And Theadora at that, you should know better sweetheart."

Percy shoves his shield at him, "You're a jerk"
The others catches their breath. Ares spun the shield in the air like pizza dough and it transformed into a bulletproof vest. He slung the vest over his shoulder.

"See that truck" he pointed across the parking lot, "that's your ticket west, straight to L.A. Only one stop in Vegas"

The demigod peered across the parking lot finally making out the words on the truck to say: KINDNESS INTERNATIONAL: HUMANE ZOO TRANSPORT. WARNING—LIVE WILD ANIMALS INSIDE

"You better be fucking joking" Theadora muttered violently, her face now staring to bruise around her cut. Ares snapped his fingers and the back doors of the truck flew open.

"Stop complaining kiddos, free ticket west. And here's a little something." He slung a blue backpack off his shoulders and threw it at Percy, he caught it. Surprisingly. Inside was necessities they had lost in the first chaotic fire they made, in New Jersey.

"I don't want your Lous—" Percy got cut off by a bleat.
"Thanks lord Ares, and we WILL take you up on that offer" He said through his teeth.

Percy slung the bag on his shoulders aggressively, death staring Ares. He had and itch to punch the god in the face because he remained him of smelly gabe.

Theadora looked back at the diner window seeing the waitress and cook whispering while looking in their direction. They grabbed a phone which was probably used to phone the police. She could already imagine the headlines: Twelve year old fugitive seen at a diner about to fight a biker.

"You owe me one more thing" Theadora turned attention back to the boy. "You promised to tell me information about my mother."

"She's not dead" he smiles sarcastically "just being kept hostage by my uncle, corpse breath. You can ask little Thea here all about it."

"You're pretty smug considering you ran from a Cupid statue" Percy blurted out and Ares rolls his eyes "Watch you back, Punk" he gets on his Harley and drives off.

"Well that was smart, threatening a god?" Annabeth lectured

"I don't care" he answered and looked back at the diner, two men wearing the same logo as the one on the truck walked up to the till ready to pay. "We should go" Grover suggested
"Great idea" Theadora grabbed Percy towards the truck with Annabeth and Grover at either side of them.

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The first thing that hit once they entered the truck was the smell. It was like the biggest tray of kitty litter.

The trailer was dark until Percy uncapped Anaklusmos. Behind the faint light, was a row of animal cages filled with a group of animals: An Albino lion, a zebra and an antelope.

Someone had thrown a pack of turnips at the lion, and a tray of meat at the zebra and Antelope. Clearly someone doesn't know what a carnivore and herbivore is.

The zebra had gum in its mane, like someone had been spitting on it during their spare time, and the antelope had a silver birthday balloon tied to its horn. The lion was sat in a cage which was clearly too small for him, with flies buzzing around him.

"This isn't kindness!" Grover exclaimed. He wouldn't r gone outside the truck and beat the truck with his reed pipes but luckily the truck had started forcing the quartet to sit down.